One cold night in late November, a young boy was running through privet drive chasing after him was a man with the likeness to a walrus and a boy with the physique of a pig. The boy with his emerald green eyes focused desperately on the path ahead did not dare look back to see if his pursuers followed as paved roads and sidewalks made way to fallen twigs and leaf litter. He did not look back even as trees both as tall as a house and thorny bushes tore at his clothes, leaving broken pieces of twigs snagged on the fabric. It was only as his pace slowed, lungs and feet and every other part of his small form screaming for rest, that he finally stopped, leaning on a tree to support him as he slowly gained his breath. 'I don't understand, why do they do this to me? What have I ever done to them?' The boy thought.

"Oh Mom, Dad" the boy started, his voice barely above a whisper, "why did you leave me behind? Why did you have to die? Why can't I be loved? Why couldn't I have been treated like Dudley? Why did I have to be a worthless Freak?"

"I CAN'T TAKE, IT ANYMORE" Harry had cried while he punched his small fist at a sturdy Oak tree. Ignoring the pain that was throbbing onto his fist as everything around him went silent pitying the young boy who was suffering so much when he had shouted that. Harry the raised his head and looked at the sky as he saw a shooting star passing throughout the night sky, he prayed to any deity out there to hear his call. I just wish that I could be powerful to defend myself to make them suffer for what they did to me I just wish." Unknown to Harry His Wish Was Heard by a greater being known as magic herself she couldn't bear to see one of her children suffer like this so she granted Harry's wish.

"Indeed, it is not fair little one I have seen what your so-called relatives and this Albus Dumbledore have done to you I will grant you, your wish to be powerful to defend

yourself and shape the universe however you want I can grant you that much do you accept." said a mystery voice to Harry and he thought for a moment a new life with powers to help him defend himself and make the people who wronged him suffer for it. All he has to do was accept it, Harry didn't hesitate he accepted it consequences be damned. "I accept I want to make the people who run me suffer for their crimes." he spoke the last words with Venom and disdain. "very well youngling But for now you must rest your powers and abilities will be granted to you while you sleep, Until we meet again young Harry James Potter."

The voice said as it started to fade away making Harry sleepy as he fell asleep outside. As his body started to change with the abilities granted him by Mother magic, unknown to everyone Harry James Potter ceased to exist and a new being was born called error.