A/N: Hey guys I'm attempting my first snarry fic… well first Harry Potter anything really anyway I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from Harry Potter (DH would have been way better if I did) nor do I own the movie the crow.

Summary: When someone close to Harry comes back to life, will they be able to set things right or will Harry be doomed to suffer through the torture of the Dark Lord, his followers and an abusive life-mate.

Warnings: diff warnings for diff chapters: slash(don't read it if you don't like it), death, abuse, vampire

Thank you JiyuKodai for bettaing .

Care of Magical creatures , 5th year

"Crows are interestin magical creatures, th-"

"Crows aren't magical they're just stupid bloody birds." The young blonde male sneered to his professor. "Ah, that's where yer wrong Malfoy. Crows are as magical as any hippogriff or unicorn."

"How so professor?"

"Crows pretty much have ther same meanin' as the grim. They're looked at as ther bringer of death when they show up out of nowhere that is. Muggles an' wizards had once believed that when someone dies a crow carries their soul to ther land o' ther dead. Bu' sometimes, somethin' so horrible happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, ther crow can bring the soul back to put ther wrong things right."

Halloween Night, before 6th year

Hogwarts had yet to open this year, the attacks during 5th year made the opening delayed until mid November. Harry lay in his bed tossing and turning in his bed at number four Privet Drive. The Dark Lord and his followers were at it again. They were vicious tonight; Harry's scar glowing an angry red. His muted screams were proof of that. Dinner … Harry heard within his thoughts. Nagini, saw a crow, deciding to hunt it while her master and his friends had their fun. Her master did not really participate, other than the occasional cruciatus curse, he merely watched, a cruel smirk gracing his lipless mouth.

Sirens rang loudly just outside. Dudley ran in just as the vision ended, pouncing on his gangly cousin. "There's a fire around the corner, Get up! Get up! Go see what's going on." Harry stumbled out of the house, thanks to Dudley almost literally tossing him out. He could see the fire trucks and the police just around the corner by Mrs. Figg's house. Looking into the sky he spotted the dark mark, unseen by non-magic folk, floating above the Prince house.

"What's the situation?" The police ran around collecting evidence from the crime scene. "We have a twenty-eight year old male, about six foot four going by the name of Magus Prince and one female, his wife, Emily Vindex-Prince. She's twenty-six and about five foot eight. There are no suspects." He handed the officer invitations. "It looks like they were going to celebrate their wedding anniversary. Who gets married on Halloween anyway?"

"They did." The two policemen turned when hearing a young man shouting at their co-workers as he pushed he way through the crowd.

"Please let me through… GUS!!" Harry ran to the stretcher, "Gus it's me, where's Emmy?"

"Mister Potter please step away," the tall, dark, strangely dressed man attempted to push him away.

"Harry," came a soft voice, "you must get out of here," the words came out in gasps, Magus looked to the officer, "Please, tell Emily to look after Harry, don't leave him alone." The officer looked sorrowfully at the patient, "I'll tell her." The paramedics, med-wizards in disguise, transported Magus into the vehicle, attaching all sorts of muggle instruments before driving away.

"You won't be telling her will you… where is she?"

"She's already been rushed to the hospital Mister Potter."

"How do you know my name?"

"I am Lieutenant Kingsley Shacklbolt, officer, auror and order of the phoenix member."

"Oh I remember you, how are they, may I speak with them?"

"There is no time right now Mister Potter, you need to get back to your house and stay there. It is too dangerous for you here. Your friends will be okay."

"You're lying to me and you lied to Gus… Emily's either dead or she's fighting a lost battle. You won't be able to deliver the message. Gus won't survive either. I saw what happened." Harry turned, tears glistening his emerald eyes, he walked back home.

Kingsley look horrified, "You were there!"

"No… I saw it through the link…"

"From your scar… Look Harry I don't know if they'll live but yes odds are against them."

"Wotcher 'Arry, Kings," Said Tonks solemnly. "I just got here."

"Tonks take Harry home; he's in for a long night. I'll contact Dumbledore." Tonks nodded, leading Harry away.

November 16, Morning before the Welcoming feast

All saints day found Harry taken from Privet Drive and to Grimmlaud Place. Sixteen days later he stood before two caskets. Emily struggled for fifty-five hours before her body gave out; Magus lasted seventy-two hours. It poured as the two caskets lowered into the ground. Harry stared, thankful for the rain. The tears were easier to hide that way. Briefly he heard the sound of billowing robes beside him. He had no need to look over to know who it was. They stood together in silence for a long while before it was finally time to go.

"I'm surprised you showed up."

"Contrary to common belief Mister Potter, I am human and like other humans, I too say farewell to relatives who perish, not that it is any of you concern. Now come, I've been ordered to escort you back to Hogwarts; your things have already been sent with Granger and Weasley. I don't have all day to wait for your miserable hide. Merlin knows what trouble you may get into while wallowing in self pity." Harry shrugged the snide remarks off, paying no mind to Professor Snape.

"She was pregnant you know… just a few months along." He continued to speak as they walked. "They were expecting twins… a boy and a girl."

"Mr. Potter do keep your trap shut, I do not wish to listen to you all the way to Hogwarts. Then yet we are still in the cemetery… pick a spot, I'm sure my brother and his wife wouldn't mind the company."

"You know they were perfect for each other, complimented each other in every. They were the perfect life mates. I wish I could have what they do but no I get stuck with you!" Harry fell to the ground, his hand against his cheek after being backhanded. "I said shut up Potter, or do you not comprehend that simple order?"

"You have no right to touch me!"

Snape grabbed Harry by the hair pulling him up to his feet. He grinned evilly, "On the contrary Mr. Potter I have every right," Harry could feel Snape's breath caressing his cheek. Snape tilted Harry's head to the side, fangs sinking painfully into the boy's neck. Harry whimpered, feeling blood leave him before Snape decided to lick the wound closed. "I advise you to remember your place from now on." With a flick of his wrist he shoved Harry to the ground and walked away leaving his life-mate to barely regain his composer and follow.

A/N: Okay Good Bad? Continue or no? Reviewers decide. Flamers go bother someone else, constructive criticism is encouraged. Thank you . And yes more will be explained about the Prince's in Later chapters.

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(1) "People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right." Sarah (The Crow)