I watch my friends laugh and reminisce, but I can't seem to connect, I feel like I'm not even there.

"Harry?" Hermione asked looking at me with happiness in her eyes.

"Yes?" I asked, snapping out of it, do they even like me?

"Are you okay?" She asked, happiness turning to concern.

"Yes, I'm fine. I've got to go, Ginny is expecting me back." I stood up and left, not looking back and not going home to my new bride. Instead I went to my parents graves, it didn't seem like just theirs however, it was everyone who gave their life for the freedom they would never taste in the Battle of Hogwarts. All their lives were on me. I can feel the tears sliding down my face and I want to rub them away, be strong I think because that's what I've been thinking my whole life. It's over now, I can cry, but I find it hard. I didn't want them to die for me, I never wanted anyone to die, but wars have casualties. God, how could I say that? They were people and everywhere I look I see the eyes of the people who hold me hero, I only wish for something different, to go to a place where I'm not famous, where no one will recognize or care about me, I wanted to leave. As I looked down at the grave I felt someone tap my shoulder, surprising me. I sighed thinking it was Ginny or something, but when I turned around I was face to face with nothing. I must be going crazy I needed to leave, I needed to get out of here and I would give up anything to do so, even my own life. I saw a dark form in the corner, crouched in the snow shivering. Coming closer I saw it was a person who wasn't dead as I first thought, to my surprise it was Malfoy.

"Malfoy?" I asked, seeing my breath coming out in front of me.

"Hello Potter." Was all he said.

"Why are you out here? It's freezing!" I exclaimed, my hands gesturing to the snow that coated the naked trees around us.

"Not everyone was as lucky as you Potter. Some of us lost our fathers and all our money and became hated and homeless. Don't just think about yourself." Malfoy said, looking up at me with hatred in his eyes. I was shocked, never in my life would I have thought Malfoy would be homeless after the war, but he was a Death Eater and nothing was really said on those who didn't go to jail.

"Come with me." I said with a sigh, I couldn't believe I was so set in my own sorrow I didn't even think about how the war affected others.

"No Potter, do you really think I want your pity?" Malfoy asked, his pride making him stupid.

"Shut up, you'll die if you stay out here." I said, grabbing him by his thin wrist and hoisting him up, and dragging him to a nearby inn. I got him a room and food and we sat in silence as I made sure he didn't leave. Looking at him in a better light I noticed how skinny he really was, he looked like me as a child, black circles around the eyes and nothing but bone.

"You can leave Potter, I'll stay." Malfoy said in the middle of eating his food. I looked him up and down and decided it for myself, standing up and throwing a sack of galleons near him.

"Take care of yourself." I said as I left without another word. As I was walking I had a feeling that someone was following me and so I quickened my pace, taking out my wand, but it really wasn't enough. I felt them lunge, one from each side, both getting one part of my neck, I tried to squirm, but they were too strong. The last thing I saw before my sight failed me was the full moon, above me and I couldn't but think of Remus, a tear escaping from my eye.

When I woke up I hurt all over, feeling as though I had been ran over with a steamroller, but that was unlogical. When opened my eyes everything was clear and bright, so I was forced to close my eyes once more until they got used to the sun. Was I outside? I looked around, I was in a alley and upon seeing all the blood on the ground I remembered just what had happened. I had been attacked by two creatures and was now probably a creature to, I thought about the moon, it was full, but what was it doing in a city and I don't think both of them were werewolves. I got up stumbling out of the alleyway and running into Malfoy.
"Malfoy!" I said looking at him in shock.
"Potter? What happened?" He asked looking at me in terror.

"I was attacked by two creatures." I said trying to walk, but failing.

"Here put this on and come with me." He said and I did as he ordered, following him back to the room I had gotten him just the night before. He laid me on his bed and looked me up and down. "Good merlin Potter, why do you attract danger?" Malfoy asked as he started to dress my wounds, I vaguely remember him training to be a healer. I let him wash me off to the point of stripping me down completely. I fell asleep once more during this time, it was almost like something was pulling me back to the darkness to something to me, it was strange but welcome.

When I woke up I felt much better than I did before and sat up with ease and only a little bit of soreness all over. I looked around wondering where Malfoy had gone when he walked in the door with food, wearing new clothes he bought with what I assume was the galleons I gave him.

"Ah, I see you're awake." Malfoy said coming over with the tray, he sat it down in front of me and it was all I could think about. "I know you're probably hungry so I'll let you eat." I was very hungry Malfoy had gotten enough food for two people yet I ate all of it in record time, I didn't even look at what I was eating, only knowing it tasted really good. When I was done I was getting ready to go back to sleep, but Malfoy kept me awake.

"Merlin Potter, did you ever go through your inheritance?" That was a random question, but thinking back I couldn't think of anytime after my seventeenth birthday that was two years ago when I felt the same experience Hermione and Ron and all the others described. "I'll take that as a no. Well, it seems when you were attacked by what I'm assuming was a vampire and a werewolf, it triggered the dormant inheritance you had in you and you just went through it while I was cleaning you up. You have changed a lot, would you like to see yourself?" Malfoy asked and I nodded, what could I look like? I wondered, did being attacked by the two creatures change my appearance? I walked over to the full length mirror, forgetting about my lack of clothes and the fact that Malfoy was still in the room. Looking at myself I was surprised I didn't even recognize my face or body in any way! My body looked more rugged and manly, standing at what looked like 6'4, almost too tall for the mirror itself. My skin was an ivory color that was barely dark enough to suggest I was partially alive, I also had two jagged crescent scars on either side of my neck that were completely healed, why wasn't Malfoy a healer already? Looking at my face my features seemed sharper and more sophisticated, but also wolfish with high cheekbones, a strong jaw, and a dusting of freckles all over that stood out against my pale skin. My lips were a bit bigger, but not to be considered large, a light pink color. To my surprise, my British crooked teeth went to perfect and white, a stunning smile with sharper canines. My eyes were the same almond shaped, emerald colored green eyes I got from my mother. My hair seemed lighter, no longer pitch black, but a deep brown, thicker than before. My body was no longer small, starved and pathetic either, I was tall with a thin muscle wrapping all the way around me, I looked like a model. I heard someone behind e clear their throat and I turned around to see Malfoy sitting on the bed looking at me with his legs crossed, making me aware of my nakedness. I ran over and grabbed the sheet off the bed, covering up my lower half.

"Yeah, we'll need to go out and get you some clothes because none of mine would fit you unless I made them shorts." Malfoy said.
"Yeah, I guess." I said noticing that my voice was different, smoother, but only a bit deeper.

"I must say Potter, you don't look very bad, seeing as you're now 100% dark creature I'd say you're a dominant, what with you now towering over everyone except for Hagrid." I laughed, knowing this was the first time I ever had a good time with Malfoy.

"I have a credit card, but I do need something to go out in." I looked down at my old clothes, know they wouldn't fit me at all. I walked over and picked up my jeans, grabbing a pair of scissors I cut them in half, making shorts. I quickly put them on and decided that was the most I was going to get, grabbing my wallet that held all of my money and cards.

"Okay, let's go." I said, walking over to the door, but I felt Malfoy grab my arm.

"You will freeze." He said, I took a deep breath, thinking about it and decided the need for clothes was more urgent.

"I'll be fine." I said as I walked out, no shoes, no shirt. We walked around and as soon as I walked outside I had braced myself for the cold, but it didn't come, I was perfectly warm. I looked down ( yes down) at Malfoy and shrugged walking to the nearest store. After about an hour I had found my size in just about everything and so I bought a jacket I didn't really need, a dark green tee shirt, some black skinny jeans and some brown boots, leaving to get lunch afterwards.
"Wow Potter, you really look good in green." Malfoy said and I looked over at him, raising my eyebrows in surprise as his entire face turned red.
"Thanks, but call me Harry." I said smoothly, I couldn't help but think about how the grey in Malfoy's eyes was such a perfect storm.

"Then call me Draco."

"Okay Drake." I said as we walked in the restaurant and surprisingly, Draco didn't say anything. I was surprised how much Draco and I had in common once we really started to get know each other and despite my sexual identification, I started to love him.

"I need to get a job." Draco said, looking around the restaurant.

"Well, you just have to ask." I said, calling over one of the waitresses and asking if they were hiring. She left and came back, saying they needed another server and if I wanted a position I just needed to apply.

"There you go." We left after Draco had applied, going back to the inn. "You can't stay here forever."

"I know, but it's not like I have any money." He said, looking around the small room, an idea then bloomed in my head.

"I can help you with that. I'll give you money every month to pay rent while you earn money until you have enough to sustain yourself." I said and Draco looked over at me in disbelief.
"So you'd be my sugar daddy?" He asked with his eyebrows raised. I chuckled getting up and walking a bit closer, I didn't know what I was doing, but it felt like instinct.

"If you want." I looked over at his face a little smirk, one that he used to always give me as he thought about it.
"Okay." I didn't actually think he's accept, but I didn't care, I had growing feeling for him and I want to act on them. I never even thought about my new wife who had been waiting for me for the past two days. I left that day as Draco looked at flats and applied for various jobs in the area. I left, taking the floo to Diagon Alley and going to Gringotts. Draco had told me about how when you get your inheritance you were suppose to go to the bank to test your blood and see if you were eligible for the lordship of any other houses and so that was what I was doing. I walked in and went to a teller asking for an inheritance manager who seated me in an office across from one of the nicer goblins, only a large mahogany desk between us.

"Hello Mr. Potter, I see that you finally got your inheritance." He said, looking at a couple papers on his desk.

"Yes."

"I'm guessing you're here to check for any other possible lordships in your blood?"

"Correct." The goblin nodded his head a couple times and reached up, taking a knife out of one of his drawers and holding it out along with a bowl. I got the message and slit my palm, letting the crimson blood drip down onto the perfect golden surface. I waited as the goblin chanted a bit in what seemed like Latin and pulled out a piece of parchment.

"Well, Mr. Potter, I wasn't aware of your… other blood." The goblin said, handing me the paper.

Name: Harrison James Potter

Blood: Half-Blood

Creature: Werewolf- 50%

Vampire-50%

Parents: Lily Potter nee Evans (Pureblood)

James Charlus Potter (Pureblood)

Lordships:

Potter

Black

Evans

Pervelle

I was surprised to see my mother was a pureblood and that Draco was actually right about what had attacked me. When I looked back up, I saw that the goblin had taken out four different boxes.
"The rings are ready for you to claim them if you'd like." He said, "But something to expect would be a change in power, these are some very ancient, powerful houses and it will change the makeup of your magic. Your wand might not even work afterwards." I didn't even considered the options, I wanted to be the lord of these houses, they were mine and I wanted to claim them. I put them all on, feeling the surge of magic and weight of the rings on my fingers.

"Is there anyway I can condense these?" I asked, holding up the hand I hand placed them all on.

"Yes, just focus on them as one and which finger and it'll go." I did and when I opened my eyes once more there was only a thin silver ring with four different family crests etched in gold.

"Now you are lord of all these houses and you have gained all access to their vaults. Would you like some new cards that will work in both the wizarding and muggle world and look just like a debit card?" The goblin asked and I nodded. In a matter of minutes I had four separate, black platinum debit cards in my hand, each with a different last name. I put them into my wallet and we concluded our business with each other. I left then to go to Knockturn Alley, getting an untraceable wand that was matched with my magic, custom made. I was waiting about an hour for my wand and so I decided to go back to the muggle world and get some things done. I walked around until I found a tattoo and piercings shop and walked in.

"How may I help you?" A lady asked in a cheery voice.

"I would like a tattoo, a bottom lip piercings and my ears pierced." The lady's eyebrows shot up, not expecting it.

"Ambitious." She said and led me to the back. First were the two black, lip rings I got on the right side of my lower lip and then my ears being pierced with flat black studs. "Okay, now for the tattoo, what would you like?" She asked, grabbing some folders, but I already had something in mind.

"Can I have the silhouette of a black dog, a stag and a werewolf all howling at a full moon?" I asked and she nodded, sketching it out. I was surprised she didn't ask any questions, but when she was done, it looked amazing and it was time for me to pick up my wand. I felt like a new me, like the real me. No longer being started at by most everyone, but just an average person, nothing special and I was perfectly fine with that. I got my wand and apparated back to the inn Draco was staying in going up to his room.

'Nice piercings." He said, looking up at me.

"Thanks, I just got them done."

"I found two jobs and a flat, would you like to come with me to look at the place?" He asked.
"Sure, I've got nothing better to do." We then walked out of the inn and down the street. He pointed out to me as we walked the two places he had been hired, a coffee shop and the chinese restaurant we had been at, and finally, we came to the flat. It was nice, one bedroom with a livingroom and such with a decent view.

"What's the rent?" I asked.

"115 galleons a month." I thought about it, wasn't much, but then again, Godric's Hollow was a cheaper place, it wasn't like London and that wasn't a lot of money at all.

"Okay, but you need furniture. Here's one of my cards, get whatever you like." I was putting a lot of trust in Draco, but then again he was broke and I was paying for his place. I had one more thing to do. I apparated away into my bedroom at Potter Manor, thankfully Ginny was off training so I had the house to myself. I mustered up all the magic I had and put on the strongest glamor I had, shrinking down to what I looked like before with some piercings and a tattoo. I put on my clothes and went to work, saying I was off on some personal business, happy no one could see through my glamor to see my scar.