Are story begins at Number Four Privet Drive were are young heroin of this tale one Lana Potter age seven is hard at work weeding the back garden for her vile relatives the Dursleys.

As Lana busied herself by pulling up the weeds and other plants that the Dursleys didn't want in there garden ruining their so called perfect home, Lana couldn't help put think about what life would have been like if she wasn't living with her relatives, she thought that maybe she would have had a real loving mother and father a real family not the fake one she was currently living with now because that was all the Dursleys were fake and shallow just like the rest of the people that lived around the area just thinking about it made Lana want to throw up onto her Aunt Petunias prize wining rose bush though more like Lana's since she was the one who took care of it while her aunt did absolutely nothing.

Pulling out another one of the weeds by the root Lana couldn't stop the sad sigh from escaping her lips as her bright green eyes scanned the area of the flower bed for any more weeds before thinking out loud to herself, "I wish I had people who cared and loved me like a real family," said Lana softly the sadness and loneness clearly dripping from her every word.

Unbeknown to Lana magic itself had heard her plea and had felt sorry for the little girl especially since it knew of her future battle against Voldemort so in a sign of kindness magic decided to help Lana by using its vast powers to give the girl a little gift that will not only help Lana in the far future but also give the girl what she always wanted a family.

Back to Lana who felt a weird tingling sensation go though her body pausing in her work as the feeling grow strong enough for Lana to start hearing the betting of drums looking around Lana tried to find the source of the drumming only for it to stop along with the weird feeling as well.

Before Lana could ponder on the strange event she hear the voice of her fat walrus of an uncle Vernon yell out to her from the back porch, "girl you get back inside to your cupboard right now!, I have guests coming over and I don't want them seeing you!" Vernon roared out waving his fat meaty fist around in the air in a threatening manner.

Seeing her uncle was in one of his bad mood's to day Lana quickly hopped up but not before cutting her hand on one the rose bush's many thorns though she ignored the slight stinging pain that shoot though her hand as she ran past her uncle in her dirty and worn out cloths that she had gotten second hand from her fat as a pig cousin Dudley Dursley and ran straight into her cupboard.

Once she was safe inside her cupboard Lana decided to take a nap after all she had work hard outside the boiling sun all day long so she deserved to have a rest for it with that in mind, Lana grabbed onto her old worn blanket and covered it over herself then she close her eyes going into a deep sleep not noticing the small droplets of blood dripping down her hand onto the floor of the cupboard as the blood hit the floor it flashed a luminescent green.

Time skip midnight Dursleys House.

Hours after Lana was sent to her cupboard things inside had changed dramatically from being plain wooden walls and floor to becoming completely cover in strange green fungus that had grown from the blood of Lana potter who was still sleeping soundly unaware of the changes her blood has caused nor the being that was born from it.

Standing over Lana was a creature of green skin, long hooked nose, was half as tail as a fully grown adult human with long flabby ears that hanged behind its head, this strange creature was called a Gretchin who right now was withering his long skinny fingers together trying to think about what to do now after all he didn't want to wake up the big boss as she was sleeping right now but on the other hand he wanted to do something to impress the big boss leaving the Gretchin in a bit of a bind as to what to do that is until he hard his boss mutter something under her breath.

"I hope that the Dursleys die one of these days," Lana muttered softly in her sleep unknowingly giving the Gretchin an idea on how to please to the mind of the Ork anyway his Warboss but first he needed some cloths looking around the fungus infested cupboard the Gretchin found an old T-shirt that was too small for Lana to wear but was the prefect size for the Gretchin grabbing the T-shirt he quickly tore it apart and turned it into a loincloth then put it on posthaste now clothed the Gretchin walk to the door that was unlocked and gently pushed it open and quietly walk outside into the corridor of the house.

When the Gretchin saw the corridor and how clean and tidy it was he almost throw up at the sight of it for an ork such a place so clean was just plain unnatural and wrong the ork took a moment to plan on how he was going to change the place into a proper home for his great and powerful warboss before moving onto the kitchen to get a weapon to help in killing the Dursleys once the ork got to the kitchen almost weeping in agony at seeing the place just as clean as the corridor though he pushed past that and went over to the kitchen sink to grab one of sharp knifes there.

Quickly grabbing a small stake knife that fit rather nicely in his hand the ork was about to turn back the way he came until a high pitched voice froze it in its tracks.

"What are you?" said someone who the ork thought sounded like a child ask causing the Gretchin to turn his head over his boney shoulder to see a human boy although to the ork the boy looked like an over grown Squig that's gotten really really fat though fat Squig boy aside this could cause some series problems for the Gretchin who know that if the Squig boy squealed than its parents would hear him making things harder for him to kill the family quietly as to not awake the boss thinking quickly the ork thought up a plan.

grinning wickedly the Gretchin slowly turn around careful as to not let Dudley see the knife he spoke to Dudley with a calm voice.

"I'z am a Gretchin humie" said the Gretchin with a big grin on its face, "What's a Gretchin?" asked Dudley who was stupidly walking closer to the ork not seeing how dangerous the small ork was though the Gretchin didn't mind Dudley getting closer since it made killing him all the more easier for him in the end.

"A Gretchin like me gives sweets to good little humie's like you" said the Gretchin who lied though his teeth to Dudley who's face light up at the mention of sweets, "really" asked Dudley excitedly who was now right in front of the ork with hands out stretched to receive the as for mentioned sweets.

The Gretchin couldn't help put to inwardly sneer at the fat humie for failing for such a stupid lie not even Snotlings were stupid enough to fall for this but then gain the boy didn't look that bright anyway, shaking way those thoughts the Gretchin turned his attention back to the situation at hand the Gretchin quickly grabbed onto Dudleys wist with an iron grip causing Dudleys to let out a small cry at the sudden movement of the ork and tried to run away only to find that he couldn't break free from the Gretchin's surprisingly strong grasp.

"What are you doing!" yelled Dudley as he tried and failed to get out of the ork's grip, "what are you,z talking about humie I'm just giving you,z your sweet,z" replied the Gretchin in a sickeningly sweet tone as he pulled the knife into view scaring Dudley who tried even harder to break free but it was already to late for him to escape now.

"Say good night Squig humie" said the Gretchin with a great amount of bloodlust as he flicked his wist that was holding the knife cause it to slice open Dudleys throat making blood gush out painting the Gretchin's face and the kitchen floor a sickening red colour as for Dudley he tried to stop the bleeding with his hands only to die a few seconds later his fat corpse hitting the floor with a small thud.

pleased with himself the Gretchin took a moment to look and saver his first kill but quickly remembered the two other humans up stairs and so moved out of the kitchen and up the stairs were soon Vernon and Petunia would soon find their throats slit not knowing the dark fate of their son who died just as they had by the hands of the Gretchin.

While all that was going on Lana Potter slept on unaware of what has just happened to her relatives sleeping peacefully though the night though in her dreams she could hear the sounds of war drums and a million voices shouting together the same word that would soon change her life for the better and make her enemies tremble in fear and terror WAAAGH.