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All my life my relatives had called me a freak and treated me like their personal slave instead of their nephew. Not once did they thank me for all I had done for them, never even smiled at me. When I was six years old I got my first and best friend. My friend helped me realize just how below me those humans were. Takahiro helped me take care of my relatives and he taught me to love blood.
Flashback, Harry first meets Takahiro:
The cupboard was dark and I curled up in a ball hoping that it would help me get warmer since the cupboard didn't have a heater and it was mid-winter. I had closed my eyes shut hoping I would be able to disappear far away if I wished it enough, it didn't seem to be working. My uncle always told me magic didn't exist. Slowly I opened my eyes and shrieked in fear when a scary snake like face appeared inches away from my face. " Freak, stop making noise if you know whats good for you!" my uncle shouted before I heard him slam his door shut. My eyes drifted back to the tall figure crouching in front of me. Its face was a pale blue color and looked smooth like a snake's, its eyes were large and a dark crimson red, its mouth was set in what I think was supposed to be a reassuring smile but two large curved fangs poked out of the dark blue lips, it had a normal if nose surprisingly, it had long dark brown hair with crimson red streaks and wore a leather jacket and black jeans. That is when I noticed it was hovering above the ground. It reached out and grabbed my small pale hand in it's large clawed one and shook it briefly.
" My name is Takahiro, I am a Shinigami or a Death God," the voice was one of a man and slightly static like. Wait Death God?
" I I am H-harry Po-oter," I managed to get out without fainting in fear. The Death God chuckled. Takahiro stopped hovering to lay on the ground in front of me his feet passing through the door once he stretched out all the way.
" Well Harry, you're a very powerful wizard if you're able to see me without touching my Death Note. I can sense something about you Harry Potter and I like it. Which is saying something because I hate all mortals, but you are different," he said giving me a starnge look. Suddenly he was holding a thin black notebook in front of my face with the words Death Note printed neatly on the front. Unsure what to do with it I took it from his hands. Reading the first rule my eyes widend.
" It can kill people?" I asked. Takahiro smirked at me and held out a quil pen?
" Take it," he ordered before he stared boredly at the wall oppostie of him. Taking the quil with quivering fingers I turned to the first blank page nervously. They are my only family could I actually kill them? But, they have treated me bad and had hit me more than once. Who would look after me? I am only in kindergarten, but they deserve it. Looking at Takahiro with uncertainty in my eyes he nodded at me.
" I got your back kid," he said. And with those five words Takahiro knowingly sealed my fate. The quil pen wrote small messy letters, what do you expect I am only six. I stared at Dudley's name on the once blank page. Seconds later a loud ' thud ' heard from upstairs. I heard the sound of small feet running.
" Dudders! Oh Duddikens!" I heard aunt Petunia scream from upstairs. It worked. I couldn't help but smirk mirroring Takahiro. Then Takahiro began to laugh. A laugh that seemed to haunt my very soul and I kinda liked it. Before I could write my uncle's name in Takahiro stopped me.
" Make it bloody," he said his eyes glistening with glee. Nodding I turned back to the notebook and quickly wrote his name and cause of death. Takahiro floated upstairs to watch. A couple screams later he came back down smiling at me.
" That was genius Harry. The blood just seemed to splatter everywhere deliciously. Such a beautiful color. The color that will lead to you freedom," he said. When I slipped out of the cover to see what happened I froze at the stairs seeing the red splattered against the walls and I couldn't help but agree with Takahiro red was such a delicious color.
Flashback End, Harry is going to turn eleven in a week.
After that aunt Petunia began to treat me like a son not once thinking I was to blame for her family's strange deaths. Idiot. There was a knock at my bedroom door probably aunt Petunia. Turning away from the book I was reading which was Coraline, one of my favorites though I wondered why she didn't stay with the other mother. I flicked my hand making the door open to reveal my aunt looking nervous clutching a old looking envolope in her hand. Takahiro was currently lounging on my bed. The sudden flash of amusement in his eyes made me curios about the envolope in my aunt's skinny hands. " What is it aunt Petunia?" I asked smiling widely at her. Takahiro explained that my aunt was some how protecting me and needed to stay alive so I try to treat her as kindly as possible.
" Harry. There is something I need to tell you about your mother," she said motioning for me to sit with her on the bed. Takahiro floated to the other side of the room to gaze fondly at the bright red roses growing just outside my window. Sitting across from my aunt I waited patiently for her to continue, she did.
" Your mother had a talent like you do Harry. It's called magic. She was a witch and you're a wizard. This is you Hogwarts letter it's a school for people like you," and with that she left tears gathering in her eyes. I stared at the innocent looking envolope laying on my bed before taking it in my hands. I turned to Takahiro to ask if he had known but he beat me to it.
" I knew you were a wizard that's why I had you training with your ability. You can do wandless magic a feat even adult wizards can rarely do. I will be coming with you to Hogwarts," he said before taking a handful of cherrys in his mouth. There was a large bowl of them on my desk I had been eating as a snack.
" Why do you love cherrys so much Takahiro?" I asked. After all the years I've known him I never really asked him abbout his strange obsession. Who was I to judge, I am obsessed with red just as Takahiro is. He lifted one eyebrow and clicked his tounge.
" I don't love cherrys I just love how they're such a beautiful red color," he told me suddenly dangling a cherry right before my eyes. And I had to agree with him, the cherry was a gorgeous dark red and shined in the light. How did I not notice before. I just stared at the cherry for awhile until Takahiro popped it in his mouth. Frowning I turned back to the envolope before carefully opening the aged lookng paper. I quickly scanned its contents before letting out a sigh.
" What is it?" Takahiro asked.
" How am I supposed to send reply by owl?" I asked. Takahiro took the letter in his hands before shrugging. Great.
" Just write a reply and ask the ugly mortal down stairs," he said. I told him to stop doing that.
" Will you stop that," I said annoyed. He looked at me trying to look innocent. Like a giant man snake could look innocent.
" Doing what?" he asked now hovering on his back. How does he make his eyes get even bigger? They were the size of my fists almost and it was creepy.
" Stop calling everyone ugly makes me think you're calling me ugly behind my back," I said. Takahiro suddnely was crushing me in a hug. What the heck? Was he on drugs today? Do they make Death God drugs? Pushing the Takahiro off me I gave him a confused look.
" Your're to cute to be ugly my little pet wizard," he said in a weird cooing voice. Ignoring him I turned to start writing my reply. Turning to Takahiro I began to read my relpy to him.
" Does I am happy to go to Hogwarts but I need assistance in getting supplies is good?" I asked. I think it is short and to the point. Takahiro didn't look at me to busy reading some book upside down.
" It's short and to the point I like it," he said. I knew he would. Folding the letter I glided down the stairs to find my aunt watching TV on the couch. With a flick of my wrist the TV station was paused. My aunt turned to look at me.
" I don't know how to send this," I told her handing it to her. She nodded grabbing the keys of the car.
" I'll take care of it Harry," she said before closing the door and locking it with a ' click '. This will be exciting.

I hope you liked it! This is a darker Harry, tell me if you liked it. Please review, thank you!