Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Luna Lovegood/ Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger/ Victor Krum
*SUMMARY* When Harry was first bitten by the basilisk and then cured with the tears of the Phoenix no one knew what the mix of different magical properties would do to him. After a couple months with no changes the whole incident was put out of mind. That is until Harry wakes up on his 17th birthday with some unusual characteristics. How will he handle being reborn into an even more secretive world than the one he was introduced to 6 years ago?
~*~*JK Rowling owns everything HP related I'm just borrowing from of her characters 3*~*~
SLASH, MPreg, Dark lord has been defeated already and Harry is returning to Hogwarts for his last year.
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Chapter 1: Awakening
Harry woke up early on the morning of his 17th birthday feeling strange and a little disorientated. He rubbed his face with his hand only to pull back and look at it as a smooth coolness had touched his face instead of his normal slightly clammy skin. He was shocked to see fine slightly iridescent scales covering his hand and that his nails had become longer, thicker, and pointed like claws. He was also shocked that he could see at all which was highly unusual as his glasses that he normally required to see much of anything were still perched on his bed side table. Harry tried to roll over onto his back and was stopped by a sharp pull on his shoulder. He looked quickly at his shoulder and flung himself from the bed when he caught sight of the golden feathers that were sticking out of the neck of his now to tight shirt. He pulled himself up from the floor and ran to the bathroom down the hall praying he didn't run into his Aunt. Uncle, or Cousin as he hurried down the corridor to the bathroom. Once there he tore of the shirt that had been contrasting whatever was protruding from his back. As the torn bits of fabric hit the floor enormous golden wings spread out from his body knocking the tiny soaps off his aunts sink and all the décor off the walls. Still in complete shock Harry reached up to run his hands down the edge of the glistening feathers humming softly as that pleasant feeling. Carefully he turned around to peer at were the wings attached to his body. The skin around them seemed pink and tended like a freshly healed scar. He experimentally stretched his wings and tucked them back in quickly after knocking down the shower curtain and bottles of soap off the shower shelves. All of the sudden his uncle was pounding on the bathroom door.
"What's going on in there boy?" Roared uncle Vernon as he smashed his meaty fist into the door again. "I'm warning you now you had better not be doing any magic in my house or so help me I'll kick you out! I don't care how old you are! I AM THE MASTER OF THIS HERE HOUSE!"
Panicked Harry ran towards his only option of escape, the bathroom window, and flung it open. Acting on pure instinct he climbed out the window clinging against the wall as he stared down at the stay dark Privet Drive. As Vernon busted down the bathroom door Harry hesitated only a moment before flinging himself out into the predawn sky. He fell for only a second before his great wings caught the wind and pulled him up and away from the house that had been his own personal hell for the past 16 years. Even after the fall of the Dark Lord Harry had been forced to return to his vile uncles care where he was often beaten and starved. He didn't know where he would go now. He had been planning on returning to Hogwarts for his final year of schooling. But how could he go back now that he was as…. What….he actually didn't even know what he was or why this had happened to him.
Why did everything always happen to him?
Tears streaked down his face and wiped away in the wind as he flew blindly in the early morning hours. First Voldemort killed his parents, then he was dumped on his aunt and uncle's door step. Then everything that had happened in his school years from saving the sorcerer's stone and saving Ginny from the Chamber of secrets to thinking his god father was a crazed murderer only to find out he had been wrongly accused. Not to mention getting forced into the Triwizard tournament then watching as the first person he had ever had a crush on be murdered by Voldemort when he came back to power. After he and the order had finally defeated Voldemort last spring Harry had thought it was all over. He dared hope that he could FINELY live a normal life. And now this. He had been so happy when he went to bed last night knowing that today he was officially an adult and would never have to spend another night under his Aunt and Uncle's roof. He had even had his trunk packed for days just waiting for today when he was planning on leaving for the leaky caldron until school started on the 1st of September. His trunk! He had left everything behind in his room. Here he was flying across the country like a damn giant pigeon and he hadn't even grabbed his wand.
Where could he go now? He had never seen anyone with scales and wings sprouting out of their backs in the wizarding world. And he already knew that they weren't the most expecting lot when it came to magical creatures.
He was getting tired. He had been flying for over an hour and the muscles in his newly formed wings and back were not used to this kind of abuse. He needed somewhere safe to hide while he figured this out. Up ahead Harry spotted beautiful clearing and small lake surrounded by large rocks on one side and a massive forest around the other sides. At one end of the lake a waterfall poured down from the rocks. Harry focused on the waterfall and his vison changed, sharpened and zoomed in much like a hawk might. There, behind the waterfall, was a cave. Harry tilled his wings and soared towards the opening. Never having landed from flying with wings before Harry crashed through the waterfall and rolled to the cavern floor landing hard on his left arm.
Groaning cradling his left arm in his right, he slowly stood up and peered around the inside of the cave. He has expected it to be dark. But instead this hidden cave was filled with beautiful crystals of different colors and sized. Rubies the size of his fist and emeralds littered the floors and walls. Diamonds and sapphires shone bright in the flickering light put off from strange lamps dug into the stone walls. The riches seemed to call to him. A strange calm filled him as he reached out and touched one of the precious gems. This was the first place outside of Hogwarts that he had ever felt at home. Looking around more Harry spotted a circle of rocks. He walked towards is and saw that there was a beautiful padded cushion of sapphire blue silk and silver threading tucked perfectly inside the stone circle. It looked so inviting and comfortable that he couldn't help himself. He climbed gingerly over the stones and curled up on his right side still favoring his left arm that he was pretty sure was broken at this point. He awkwardly shifted around until his beautiful wings were wrapped comfortably around his to-thin body shielding him from the chilled air of the cave. Harry yawned and let his eyes drift closed as he snuggled down into the soft cushion.
This is only my second time posting anything I'm still learning please be kind in your comments 3 I hope you enjoyed this.
