AN: Italics are Parseltongue

"Freak wake up!" Was the phrase accompanied by the meaty thuds of Uncle Vernon's fist on his cupboard.

"Yes Uncle Vernon. You piece of shit." He stated while hissing the insult under his breath.

"Hurry up and make breakfast." Was the usual demand from Aunt Petunia.

He sighed as he got started on their breakfast knowing full well, and not caring, that he will get nothing. The temptation to take the knives and cut up Dudley for breakfast was there as usual but he refrained knowing if he tried Uncle Vernon would do that to him instead.

"Dudders don't complain you're going!" Aunt Petunia somehow finally had the courage to reprimand her precious Dudders while he set the table.

"But the Freak's going too." Dudley complained loudly. The food Harry laid in front of him immediately found itself in Dudley's mouth. Harry didn't let his look of disgust be shown.

"Then the Freak can walk to school. Here and get out." Vernon shoved a map in his hands and pushed him out the door the moment his food hit his plate.

The moment he was outside a very malicious smirk briefly flitted across his face before he set lips in a tight line and looked at the map. The map did not mark which route he was supposed to take but he had plenty of time to figure it out. He frowned at the strange feeling he got once he stepped out of the driveway but decided to figure it out later as his hunger made its presence known at the sight of a family coming out of their home. He forced the urge down not wanting his prey to be too close to his current dominion.

It wasn't until five blocks down did he find something interesting. The house looked just like all the others however the fact the door was busted open caught his eye. Leaving caution to the wind he entered.

The smell hit him first but it was absolutely divine. His nose flared as he took in the scent his eyes then darted to the source. The young woman was gasping weakly in a puddle of her own blood indicating that she was attacked very recently, likely a matter of moments before he found the house. He glanced around for the attacker but found nothing but broken and ransacked pieces of furniture.

"Perfect." He hissed startling the woman who shrieked at the black fangs lining his now wide open mouth.

"P-please no. Get away from me, demon!" She shouted weakly causing more blood to gush out of the wound in her abdomen.

"Ssssorry lady but I'm ssssso very hungrysssss." He said before he lunged, sinking his fangs deep into her shoulder. He moaned at the taste as she screamed loudly and struggled weakly.

"N-no s-stop p-please. AAHHHH!" Her begs and pleas fell on deaf ears as Harry tore the muscle off her shoulder, his venom coating the wound left behind. He watched fascinated as the flesh around it started to decay. He decided the clothes were in his way and wished them gone.

The woman gave a short startled squeak but was far too weak to continue screaming as her clothes vanished. Harry happily took a nice large bite of her breasts tearing through them without preamble. He then bit into the exposed ribs savoring the crunch as his fangs sheared straight through bone and muscle as he devoured the lung in front of him.

He ripped out the other lung before swallowing it whole without issue. Starting to get full he eyed the slowly beating heart before he ripped it out and devoured it as it gushed blood all over his face. His entire body shuddered in absolute pleasure as he felt the power within him react to the heart he just ate and he couldn't help but moan as it coursed through him.

He opened his eyes, he didn't notice he had closed them and noticed he had a black aura that soon disappeared. He looked down at the blackening body under him quietly admiring the bloody mess he made.

"So beautiful all that blood." He remarked before getting up to explore the rest of the house. The bathroom had a nice mirror he soon used to admire his bloody visage before wishing away the blood reluctantly. He noticed his eyes had become slitted but he didn't worry much as it wasn't very noticeable.

He checked the time and noticed he had 30 minutes to get to school so he quickly looked for a key to lock the door before he sprinted in the direction he hoped was right. A brief flash of worry came to him but he pushed it away as the police would've already come if anyone called.

As he was running he noticed he was a fair bit faster than he was a few minutes ago and his skin gained a healthy flush. He smiled but frowned at the thought of what Vernon might do to see him suddenly look healthier without just cause. The thought was pushed away as he neared the school he was supposed to attend.

"Young man, what are you doing out here without an adult?" A strict looking teacher asked as he neared the entrance.

"My parents are dead and my Aunt and Uncle refuse to have anything to do with me." He answered her politely purposefully making himself look a little meek. She narrowed her eyes at him but gestured for him to come with her.

"Headmaster, this boy's guardians had him come here on his own." The headmaster looked down at him, noting the rags he was dressed in.

"Well I see no reason to doubt his words with the way he's dressed but I'm afraid we can't do much without more proof, for now let's see how well he does in class to see if we could get him into an advanced program to get him emancipated early." The headmaster stated and the teacher agreed and Harry soon found himself taking multiple tests while they watched to make sure he didn't cheat.

Strangely the tests weren't hard even though he knew they were far more advanced than someone his age would reasonably understand. He knew he didn't know most of this before today, it was like absorbed knowledge from somewhere. After he finished the teacher seemed shocked as she looked over the tests.

"Well Mr.Potter I think moving you up to 1st grade for now will be a way to go, you may have trouble with your peers as they are older than you but I think you'll manage." The headmaster stated before nodding to the strict teacher.

"Looks like you're going to my class, Mr.Potter. Do well to get along, especially since you made me late." She gave him a half hearted glare to which he rubbed his head sheepishly. She led him to the classroom which was very messy as while she was gone the students had run amok.

"You will all behave now before I make you clean this room before you leave." She stated seriously and the chaotic room instantly quieted.

"This may be the first day of class and I may not be on time but that does not give you permission to dirty up the room." She gave the class a stern glare before having them all introduce themselves.

The rest of class was rather boring to Harry as he felt very disconnected with his peers and didn't care much to speak to them. Instead just observing everything quietly, barely understanding the need for social interaction the activities in class were encouraging. He of course didn't state how pointless everything seemed in regards to survival, the only thing that mattered to him. When the day was finally over Harry went down the same route he'd taken to school and popped into the broken into house again.

He opened the door with the key he took earlier and took a deep breath of the scent of decaying flesh. It confused him that the strange knowledge he had gained told him that it wasn't supposed to smell wonderful, but it did. His stomach growled hungrily as usual but he noticed it was different, it was a growl someone gets when they smell something that gets them hungry, rather than general hunger. The fact his stomach hadn't done this when he had lunch at school through him for a loop. Why is he like this, is he not human? Something told him that wasn't quite it as the movies proved that humans ate other humans.

In the end he supposed it didn't matter and he walked up to the rapidly decaying body. The head was still far more intact than the rest of the body so he opened his mouth wide, far wider than he expected he noted, before stuffing the head in his mouth. He paused, noticing he couldn't feel the head in the back of his throat, so he pushed it further in and opened his jaws even wider as he swallowed the head and what's left of the shoulders and yet still did not feel it against the back of his throat. He kept pushing until he had the entire body in his mouth before snapping his jaws shut and swallowing.

Pleasure coursed through him causing his knees to buckle before memories of the woman's entire life suddenly shoved themselves into his mind and he fainted.

"How Curious."

AN: I think this chapters done despite how lazy I got for the school part, it wasn't that interesting anyway.