J.K. Rowling owns all the Harry Potter charterers, but I will make up a few charterers to go along with this story! This story will have M/M/M/M and WARING: MIGHT MENTION ABUSE! Harry is powerful, strong and smart. Hogwarts Bashing, Dummble bashing, Weasels bashing (except Fred and Gorge) Slightly evil, cunning, cute Potter and inherence.

ALL MISTAKES ARE MINE AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN DON'T READ IT!

Chapter 1

1…2…3….

"Happy birthday Harry," I mumble to myself sourly. I glared at the clock and my empty owl change. I missed her, my owl who was brutally murdered by my fucking uncle. I hate him so much, if only I could slowly kill him… I used to stand for the light but now they can go fuck themselves for all I care. All the sudden pain built up in my heart, and my very soul. My body felt like it was being set on fire and I couldn't scream for help. Who would be so cruel to do this to me? I tried to look around to see who set me on fire, but everything was really blurry. The next thing I knew, my bones froze with ice and cracking and popping sounds ran though my body.

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Am I dead? I tried to sit up or just open my eyes, but was failing miserably. Well I guess not because if I was, dead, I would be able to move.

"Do you think he is awake?" a loud hush whisper asked. I tried to open my eyes, who was in my room? I started to feel touches; they were so light that I wasn't entirely sure they were there.

"Adrian would you shut up? He will awake in a few minutes," Said another hush voice. I heard a growl? Then I head a thump as if someone was being hit on the head

"Would you two stop fighting? I think he's walking up, his lips are twitching…" A soothing, dark voice said quietly. The other two must have heard it, because the touches, which had been light, now were firm. Someone was running their hands thought my hair, someone was touching and tracing my lips, another held my hand is a strong, pain free grip. I surprisingly didn't mind it? It felt natural and warm. I knew I could open my eyes now, but I was afraid those touches would stop and I would be cold again.

"I know you're awake," the dark gentle voice said to me. I shivered with pleasure, and then sighed. I slowly opened my eyes and gasped. There were three beautiful males sitting next to me.

"Good to see you finally decided to open your eyes little one," The one with the gentle dark voice said. I studied him for a moment, his features where calm and peaceful. His red eyes held power and meaning, his untidy blond hair hanging down widely. The way he held himself made me want to think he was the leader, the boss. He smiled at me, and is angelic face almost looked boyish. Someone cleared their throat, but I didn't want to look away from the strange red eyed man.

"Damon, stop hogging all of his attention!" the other man muttered angrily. I turned away from the one that I assumed was called Damon and looked at the men. Bright blue eyes met mine and I felt my heart melt. This boy no man looked at me like he was seeing the sun for the first time.

"Hey little one, I'm Apollo," he said smiling proudly. I blushed and nodded my head, I wanted to tell him my name but I could find the words to. So instead I studied him as well. He had bright, deep, soul searching, blue eyes, pale complexion, white forehead lengthen spiked hair. His frame looked small then Damon's but bigger than the one who I assumed was Adrian. He looked smart, and gentle. I smiled softly at him, when you looked at him, you just couldn't help it. His smiles widen, and his hand which has been holding my hand squeezed it lightly. He one called Adrian, I guess got impatient waiting for me to look at me cause suddenly I felt lips on mine, I felt blush cover my cheeks and I started wide eyes at a sudden pair of black eyes. Then he was forcedly removed from me. I saw both Damon and Apollo holding him back.

"I'm Adrian as you most likely guessed," He said in a cheerful slightly booming voice. I nodded and looked at Damon. He let go of Adrian and picked me up and setting me down into his lap.

"I'm Damon, if you haven't guessed. Little one would you be so kind to tell us who you are and what are you doing in our house. I mean it's not that we don't enjoy our little new sub to be here, it's just with the magic wards we built here. It should have been impossible for anyone to come here without our permission." Damon said, calmly looking me in the eyes.

"I... I'm Harry Potter… I don't know where I am or how I came to be here. The last things I remember is felling someone set me on fire then freeze me and break my bones." I explained looking into his red eyes. He looked thoughtful and nodded.

"Well I guess in that case, you don't know you came into your inheritance?" I looked at him in shock, my inheritance? I knew what they were, but surly I didn't have one? Besides even if I did I have two more years to worry about it… I can't have my inheritance at 14!

"Well I guess that answers that question," Apollo muttered to himself. I looked down at the floor, not meeting any of the beautiful men's gazes.

"It's ok little Harry, with you being who you are means that you do have an earlier inheritance. Oh and you most likely don't know what you are, right?" He asked. I nodded at him.

"Well our little sub you are the son of Athena and Erebos. Athena the Greek goddess, she stand for wisdom, warfare, battle strategy, heroic, endeavor, handicrafts and reason. Erebos is the god of darkness and shadow. Many didn't know they were lovers and one day the impossible happen and you were created. To keep you save from the other gods, they put you into the belly of a wizard family until you get your inheritance. When the other gods found out they knew they couldn't deal with the wizards or the humans, because they stopped believing in them so they left you be. Only our world, full of dragons, elves, mates, animals, demands etc. believe in them." Damon explained. I nodded.

"What are you? And why do you call me sub?" I asked thinking of all that I had just learned.

"Well I am a Hesiod, which is a king of giants. Apollo is Colchian Dragon shifter, a Colchian dragon used to guard Golden Fleece and Adrian is Teumessian fox shifter, he can never be caught. The reason that we call you our sub is because even though you are more powerful and deadly then all of us put together, you are also submissive. That does NOT mean you obey us, or we make you do anything. The Submissive just means that we protect you with our lives and later on when you choose to make with us, you will be bottom and let us worship you cute little body." Damon explained without taking a breath. I closed my eyes and rethought everything he had said, which led me to other questions.

"If you're king of giants, then why aren't you all big?" I asked him, Damon smiled and all the sudden he started to grow, and grow. I gasped, he was huge!

"Umm… Wow," I said and Damon went back to his small form.

"Wait what do you mean by bottom?" I asked, not knowing what they meant. Adrian who had been quite started to laugh.

"Well little Harry, you must be as innocent as you look, a bottom is…" Suddenly Apollo slammed is hand against Adrian's mouth.

"Don't worries harry, you will learn soon, but you are still young," He said glaring at Adrian who smiled slyly against his hand. I nodded, suddenly I felt very hungry, not hungry more like starved!

"I'm hungry…." I said looking at all of them. Damon stood up with me in his arms and started walking. I suddenly noticed how huge the room looked. The ceiling was at least 35 feet tall from the ground, the room was with of the room was about 1 ½ flied of the quidditch pitch. There was a bed about three times a king bed, and there was a desk area and book shelves with more books than the library at Hogwarts and there where giant windows. The colors of the room where green, black, and silver. Slytherin colors... I for the first time in my life felt at home.

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