Mine

 Prologue

Harry's POV
For as long as I could remember everything was cold and numb. I wasn't normal.

While all the other kids laughed and cried and felt regret, jealousy, and many other things. But I never felt that. And I was looked at as strange for that.

My mother and father have tried everything to 'fix' me. But all the doctors say that there is nothing wrong.

I have thought about ending it a few times but one thing gives me hope. My mother.

She told me she was just like me when she was born. But when she met my dad everything changed.

"You will find them, they will make you whole," She would say.

At first I had no clue what it could mean. But over time I came to understand. I was no normal person, I was a yandere.

My mother had been teaching me over the years how to get what I wanted per say.

At first our lessons seemed innocent but once you look past that layer things took a dark twist.

She would purposely cut her finger to show me how to properly clean blood, she always let me help cook in the kitchen so I got good at cutting things up. She taught me how to sneak around unnoticed by the world.

But most importantly she taught me how to wear my mask.

My father desperately wanted me to feel something, anything. Mother taught me how to fake emotions.

After a few months I was wearing my mask 24 hours a day. And my father was happy. We could finally be a happy family.

Or, as happy as we could be.

It isn't particularly fun to have to fake fear, joy, sadness. But I did.

I still held hope that I would find them.

And then I did.