Disclaimer: I own nothing, certainly not Harry Potter.
AN: Kamerreon's Forgotten
He'd been in the orphanage since before he could remember. It was something the other children picked at. He was unwanted - at least their parents had died or waited until they were older or maybe some relative had taken them in after the death of their parents and couldn't afford them now. They, at one time, had been wanted.
If that hadn't made him different, his abnormality - his freakishness had. When he was younger, things would happen when he was angry or feeling a strong emotion. He'd learned to harness it after that. Now they feared him and those that didn't soon learned to.
He could make them hurt when they tried to hurt him. He could make them do things if he only wished it hard enough.
He learned to hate these sniveling creatures who begged for mercy when they would have given him none. He'd show them.
The name Harry James Potter would never be forgotten.
Fin