Summary: All he wanted was to escape his sheltered life for a day…An Elvin Prince decides to be rebellious for a change. Wandering into the Forbidden Forest – a place of neutral ground between enemies – by himself, he gets captured by a band of slave traders. Four years later, during the highest climax of The War, he is sold to the Prince of Slytherin. So begins the adventures of a stubborn, yet "submissive" (yeah right!) Prince Harry and a demanding, dominating Prince Draco. Where does Harry end and Draco begin? vamps, elves, angels, vela, demons, humans, sorcerers and seers – oh my!

Rated: M – "possible strong but non-explicit adult themes, references to violence, and strong coarse language."

Disclaimer: Not mine... Sadly... It's all J.K. Rowlings...

Prologue

He ran through the Forbidden Forest as fast as he could. He was small for his age – especially by elf standards. He blamed it on his short legs for not being as quick on his feet as he would've liked. His unruly black hair whipped against his face as he turned his head slightly to see how far behind his pursuers happened to be. His emerald green eyes widened and filled with fear as he saw that they weren't as far behind as he wished they were. Willing himself to go faster (while deep in thought), he forgot to be totally aware of his surroundings and stumbled at a particularly rocky part of the terrain.

Clutching his side in pain and gasping for breath, he got an idea. Praying that he had enough time, he climbed a tree and waited for his would-be captors to keep charging full-speed ahead. When he was certain that the final person was gone, he sighed and climbed back down. As he felt the stitch in his side spasm, he collapsed into a panting ball on the forest floor, waiting for the pain to subside.

When he was positive that his stitch was gone, he took a deep breath and stood back up. Glancing around, he suddenly wished that he had paid more attention in class as he realised how utterly lost he was. Why me? he thought as he growled in frustration. Taking a wild guess as to where Gryffindor was, he turned to his right and started walking at a slow pace. He had a feeling that he'd need as much energy as he could conserve to make it to Gryffindor – should those slave traders find him again. I shoulda listened to mom, he whimpered, jumping at every little noise. Lily Potter had always told him to never enter the Forbidden Forest without and adult or bodyguard.

Hearing the slave traders behind him again gave a very tired Harry the adrenaline rush that he needed. He bolted away from them as fast as he could. He could see light up ahead, and relief shot through him.

With a loud snap, a trap closed around him. A net trap. So cliché, so obvious and he had missed it. The last thing he saw before his world went black was the smirking face of a balding man just about to knock him out…

A/N: I'm writing Chapter one now, but I want to know if you like it before I upload anymore... I'm kind of new at this, so sorry if it's kind of bad... I'm better at writing more original works... Sorry it's kind of short...