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CH. 2

Encountering the Beginning

The next day, Harry woke up feeling really light for some reason. He opened his eyes and looked around the dim room. The sun was up, but because of such a small window….not much light got into the room. He slowly stood up, having a bit of trouble since his legs felt like Jell-O, and walked over to the mirror in the room. He gasped in shock at what he saw.

He had gotten slightly taller, now reaching about 5'11"….almost 6 foot. He was a lot paler and his hair was longer, reaching down to his butt and it looked silky and shiny…no longer the messy untamable locks of hair that it once was. His eyes now seemed to shine even brighter then before and his lips were now a deliciously sinful ruby red and were fuller. His boy, while still toned from all the Quidditch he played in Hogwarts till he was banned by Umbridge, was now curvier and his frame seemed sleeker. He sighed softly at the thought of his favorite sport to play…..but he was snapped out of his musing when he noticed something that had never….ever been on him before. Pair of huge black wings were sticking out of his back. He turned to see them better and yup he was right, they were attached to him.

"w…..what in the name of Merlin has happened to me?" he whispered then his eyes widened as realization hit him. Something had pricked his lips when he talked…..

He slowly reached up and felt his teeth….and to his shock and amazement, he had fangs. He looked back in the mirror and opened his mouth, seeing very sharp fangs.

Also at this time, he noticed he had not been wearing his glasses…..and he could see a million times better then he ever had before.

It was times like this that he missed Ron and Hermione. He would have been able to tell her and she could have helped him, but no…..they were not his friends anymore, and no longer could they help him. These thoughts all just made him even more depressed and he just walked over and sat on his, well if you could call it that, his bed.

He sat there for some time, just thinking about things, and then the thought of what he was going to do about his so called family. If his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia saw him like this, he knew that he would be dead.

He would just be seen as even more of a freak then he already was to these people.

'maybe…if I was just killed here and now, I will have nothing to worry about, I would not have to go back to school and be hated by everyone, and my so called family will not have to put up with their freakish nephew for the last of this summer' Harry thought then sighed softly. Maybe he really would just be better of dead.

Harry was knocked out of his suicidal thoughts just as there was the sound of tapping on the window. He wondered who would have sent an owl to him. Ron and Mione wouldn't have. There was no more threat from old Voldy since Harry had killed him for the last time….and sadly his only friend, Hedwig had been killed during the final battle, sacrificing herself to save her master. Harry still missed his snowy owl and wished secretly that she never had done it…but then everyone else would have been under the rule of that mad man…..but then again they still were.

He just sighed softly again and walked over to the window and opened it. As soon as he opened it, an old looking owl flew in and landed on him bed. Just as he was about to close it though, a beautiful hawk flew in, dropped a package on his bed by the owl then just flew off. To say he was confused would have been an understatement.

He just shrugged his shoulders and walked over to his bed and took the letter from the owl and it then flew off.

"I guess it was not waiting for a reply" he said then slowly opened it. He was going to save the package for later.

He opened the letter and gasped as his eyes widened, what was written in the letter…was not what he had been expecting.

Dear Harry,

If you are reading this now, I know you have gone into your inheritance and are now 17 and old enough to know about this information I am about to tell you. First off please know that I loved you so much and I really wish that I could have been there for you and taught you about everything.

Now my son, you are not human, you are a long forgotten bread of angel, a Laosion. There is not much known about them but I will tell you all I can. You bay only be half since I was human…but I know you will be strong just like your father.

All those stories you heard about me being married to James Potter was all just a cover up to hide the truth from even Dumbledore. He would have just used you for a weapon and sadly I am sure that still happed because of the Potter background. You see, he was a friend of mine from when I lived on earth and then I had to leave with your father. His name was Kima, he was a very strong Laosian. We fell in love and he even took me to his home, but we were not welcomed there because I was only a half blood wizard, not one of them.

I am not sure if he is dead or alive….he protected us until Voldemort came…..I watched him get thrown threw the vail and then I was killed but you were able to stay safe.

I also need to tell you, that your real name is not Harry Potter, but it is Vaicor Damontai, sadly the last of the Laosions'.

I am so sorry my baby for not being there for you, and for you getting put with my sister and that disgusting husband since I know that is where you would be right now. I love you so much, and goodbye.

Lilly Damontai

Harry had tears sliding down his cheeks as he finished the letter he had received from his mother. The goblins from Gringots must have sent it to him, he would have to go there and see if they have anything of his fathers and mothers to explain this better.

He was just about to turn to the package when his uncle's voice that nearly shook the house.

"BOY GET YOUR ARSE DOWN HERE…..WHY IS BREAKFAST NOT MADE!" he yelled as he took his fat arse downstairs.

Harry Shivered and quickly grabbed the package. He was expecting to just hide it; so that no one would know he had gotten it…..what he had not been expecting was to feel a very familiar pull of his naval that he knew would be nothing good.

He ended up landing with a loud thump on a hard floor and groaned softly as he sat up. He blinked as he looked around the elegant and very beautifully decorated room.

The rooms' walls were a rich creamy black color with pictures of all kinds of places. There were moving paintings and pictures of Rome, Italy, France, Germany, Japan, and even China…..also a few not even he could name.

The fireplace in the room was lit and as he looked around he saw black and even dark green plush and comfy looking chairs as well as a couch that looked very much the same.

The silver, black and green coffee table had given it all away; he knew these colors to be that of Slytherin. And that could mean only one thing…..he knew something was wrong and what gave it all away was one thing…..

"hmmmmm….what a pleasure, I am glad you could finally join us "drawled an all too familiar voice. Said voice had sent such a chill down Harry's spine, he had to stop himself from moaning.

'w….wait, did I really just almost moan, what is wrong with me…..I think I am going to be ill.' Harry thought as the owner of the voice walked over to him.

Harry slowly turned, and faced his enemy while he was still on the floor.

"w…..what the hell happened and why am I here…..Malfoy?" Harry asked as he glared at the taller boy. It shocked him that the hatred for his nemesis had left his voice and he had sounded more…tired.

"not happy to see me Potter, I feel hurt" Draco said as he placed his hand over his heart in mock shock.

"no quite frankly I am not Malfoy….why am I here, Voldemort is gone…..what do you still want me dead…..if so just go right ahead, I will even give you the dagger to piece threw my heart" he yelled then just sighed as he looked down.

Draco was shocked, he had only been joking around for old times sake. He just sighed and walked closer to him and knelt down. "Harry?" he said in a soft voice as he placed his finger under the beautiful boys chin and made him look up.

The shocked look on his face was priceless to say the least, and Draco thought it was just adorable.

"y…you j…just….."

"yes I did Harry, that is your name right?" he said then chuckled softly. "I did not send you that portkey to bring you here and kill you…me and father only did the things we did to keep up an act while that psycho was around" he added then stood to his feet.

"now come on, father is waiting and there is much to be explained" he said then nearly puked when he saw what his soon to be mate was wearing.

"what in the name of Merlin are….you wearing?" he asked as he looked at the rags hanging off of the beautiful boy.

"um….hand-me-downs, they were my cousins" he said, blushing bright red and looked down quickly in embarrassment.

"I will not allow you to see my father dressed like…that" he said then grabbed his hand and lead him out of the room. He walked him over to the stairs and told a maid something who then took Harry by the hand, looking almost desperate to rid him of his 'clothing' and make him look presentable.

Harry just went with her, looking over his shoulder at Draco who only smirked before walking down a hallway and out of sight.

Draco walked to his fathers' study where he was waiting for them. "father…?"

"Yes?" Lucius asked his son as he looked up from the book he was reading.

"he is here, but, he was in no condition to come here right now" Draco said then glared at nothing before facing his father again. "those damn muggles had him wearing the most disgusting clothing…from his cousin, I swear that boy must be a wale if they look that huge on Harry" he said then shivered.

"yes…..I see, I heard that the boys' relatives were a horrible bunch" he said then smiled at his son.

"well, he is being taken care of and will be brought down as soon as he is presentable" he said with a nod.

"alright then, I have found some more information that will be of use for him, so it gives me more needed time" he said then went back to reading the book.

About an hour later, there was a knock on the door of the study.

"come in" Lucius said as he looked over his book at his son, who was sitting in the chair across from him.

Draco then looked up and looked over at the door and his jaw just dropped, as did the book that was in his hands.

Draco's POV

He looked so beautiful. I could not believe it was the same boy I had met that day…..when we were only 11. Harry Potter had changed so much and I truly could not believe he was going to be mine. All I could do was stare, and even as those beautiful green orbs fell onto me I continued my ogling. The blush that spread on his cheeks as he looked down almost let the animal out in me, but I cleared my throat as I regained my composure.

End POV

Harry stood there blushing, his hair was brushed and he was wearing very form fitting clothing. The black pants hung on his hips and were loose around his legs. The green silk shirt he wore, brought out the beautiful eyes even more and hung snugly enough so show off the beautiful body underneath, but not enough of it in Draco's mind.

Lucius smiled as he looked at the boy. "well you do clean up nice" he said then chuckled.

"now come sit down, there is much that needs to be discussed, and not much time to handle everything that needs to be done" he added.

Harry nodded then walked over, taking the seat next to Draco who on the inside, was fighting not to pounce on the boy and claim him right then and there in front of his father.

Harry shifted in his seat, he could feel Draco's heated sight on him and if felt so odd. His cheeks were flushed bright red and had no idea why he felt so….secure with these two when they had been enemy's for so long. He gulped and pushed the feelings aside as he looked at the eldest Malfoy for answers.

Lucius smiled as he watched the boy, he could see just how uncomfortable he was with being here. With the way that Potter looked now he could tell why his son had been so shocked and why said child was fidgeting in his seat as he so openly stared at the raven haired boy.

Lucius knew as he watched what was going on right now in front of him that things were bound the get quite interesting this summer…and he could not wait till they began.

Harry's POV

I can not believe I am here in Malfoy Manor."

"Why am I here if they are not going to just kill me…OMG…..if Lucius s…smiling…..did he actually laugh."

"I seriously think this world has been turned completely upside down."

I guess I will just have to wait and see what he has to say and hope that my questions are…..answered"

End POV

((Well there is chapter two. LOL. I wonder what life will be like for Harry Potter and how he will take the big news. Any suggestions on what should happen next…or in the future. Maybe a death or to, a new sorting….and who thinks I should change Harry's personality hmmmm? Well read and review and remember my darlings, your feedback gives me the inspiration to update.))