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Summary: Harry Potter is bitten by a rare dark creature when having detention in the forbidden forest. He is unable to be found for 3 days. When he wakes up after being returned to Hogwarts feeling alone and showing every sign that he has joined a powerful and predatory race. His uncertainty and determination lead him to the one person he never expected to go to in a time of need.
Draco Malfoy
Harrys POV
I hear a rustling in the trees to my left, I turn around muttering a quick Lumos Maximus and pointed my wand towards the set of trees the sound came from. When nothing emerges I breathe a sigh of relief thinking that it must have been some sort of small, harmless animal.
I turn back to where I last saw Hagrid and third-year students who also have detention, a small measure of panic rises within me when I can not seem to spot them.
I turn in circles taking 10 paces forward and looking again. I can't imagine they would leave me behind.
I walk in the direction I remember coming from, passing tree after tree and shrub after shrub, I only wish that they had some sort of defining a feature in the dark.
"Hello, child. Are you lost?"
I turn towards the voice, awfully startled; the woman is looking at me with what seems to be curiosity, she has long brown hair in dreadlocks which she has threaded wildflowers throughout. She wears cargo pants and a loose black t-shirt, she is not wearing any form of footwear. I stare at her, struggling to regain coherent thoughts.
"Who are you?" I ask I am a little surprised when she chuckles, I believe my question to be rather appropriate for the situation.
"My name is Siena. I am pleased to meet you. If I may ask, what are you doing alone in the woods, it is not the place for a child to play." I look at her, she seems genuine enough. If she was a death eater she would have already tried to kill me or kidnap me.
"First of all I am not a child, I am 17 years old, secondly I am not here to play I am serving a detention. It just so happens that the professor in charge is not the most gifted in looking out for students whereabouts." She looks at me, her lips quirking up into the faintest of smiles. "How did you acquire this detention?" She asks, "I was caught wandering the halls in the middle of the night to have a conversation with a portrait. Snape immediately issued me a detention, of course, he doesn't have the decency to hear my explanation." I respond with a sigh, mumbling towards the end.
"What would that explanation have said?"
"Well, uh, I don't really have an argument, lady smith is fun to talk to and I don't have a chance usually to visit her during the day, it's not so much my argument that I care about; I just wish Snape would have a shred of decency for once." Siena chuckles, taking a step towards me.
"What is your name young one?" Asks Siena, starting to walk circles around me, I am beginning to feel more and more uncomfortable in her presence.
"Harry Potter, ma'am," I say, she stops and looks at me, swiping my fringe to the side she traces my scar gently with her finger.
"Well Mr. Potter, this does change things. You see I don't particularly draw too much attention towards myself, and killing you would bring more publicity than I am able to handle. Though I am still awfully hungry, I do hope you forgive me for what I am about to do in time. My one piece of advice, embrace it and enjoy it, I will be long gone by the time you figure it out, long gone by the time you are reborn." Siena kisses my forehead, giving me a kind smile contradicting her words, she grabs me by the shoulders when I try to move away. She stares into my eyes, her pupils dilate and I see a flash of her glowing purple irises before I see no more.
I roll over on the uncomfortable surface I fell asleep on, I hear the leaves crunch under my head and the smell of dirt and grass is strong. The events of last night come rushing back to me, I sit up abruptly, looking around for anything in this forest that could lead me home: when nothing emerges, I decide to at least wander until I either find something I recognize or get hopelessly lost.
It is not long until I find a clearing with a pristine lake furthest away from me. There are many forest creatures drinking from the water: unicorns, hippogriffs, and creatures I have never seen before are relaxing in the sun. From the shadows where I am crouching low and observing the far trees look to be empty, I quickly am corrected when 4 centaurs exit and make their way towards the water. They are a mother and three children, the children are splashing each other in the shallows, while their mother watches them quietly from the grass.
I build up my courage and exit my dark hideaway. I notice creatures quickly get up and sprint away as I approach the mother centaur, she stands in front of me blocking her children from my vision, I can smell the anxiety radiating from her, I shake my head at the thought as if I could smell emotion.
"Please, I am of no threat to you, I wish only for your help," I tell her, bowing my head in a submissive gesture.
"We are under no friendly terms with your kind." She spits at me, I step back from the obvious disdain in her voice.
"Wizards? I know we don't get along but there is no hate." I say, confused as to why she is so against me.
"No, not wizards." She looks at me curiously, "What is it you need our help with?" She asks I breathe a sigh of relief. "I am a student from Hogwarts. I was separated from my detention group last night and don't know how to get home. Can you please help me?" I look her in the eye, letting her see my vulnerability.
"I can show you the way. However, I want you to follow my instructions and do what I tell you on the way. My name is Mirage." She agrees, I breathe a sigh of relief
"Thank you very much Mirage."
Mirages POV:
I lead the child to the edge of the clearing, keeping a close eye on my children, to be sure they are safe in the presence of the like of him. I plan to make him drink blood, I know the smell of it will send him into a blood haze, especially for his first feed, the blood haze will make sure he doesn't remember much. He must discover his new kin on his own, I can not be of any help.
This is not a situation I would ever put my children into, I would never have brought them away from their father today if I had known we were to run into a dark creature, I only hope that the newborn does not give in fully to his instincts and has the presence of mind to not attack one of my own. I know that I would not be able to protect my young from a predator, even an oblivious one.
"Thank you very much for leading me home. I know you must be busy, so thank you." The child speaks with a voice laced with timidity while at the same time possessing the confidence his kind naturally need, confidence to lead, entrust and kill; I look towards my children who thankfully have enough sense to keep their distance from the boy. Harry follows my eyes, subconsciously licking his first 6 teeth, staring at my youngest child who trips over a rock, human blood is their preferred food source, though a newborn who is desperate will drink anything from a vein, he takes a step forward, I block his way pointing in the direction I expect him to go.
I lead the teen back to where he was left by his humans. He looks around, obviously recognizing the area, he takes a deep breath his attention immediately turning towards the dried blood stain on the rock near where he had been laying. His eyes go red and the area around his eyes becomes black, his fangs elongate.
He looks around, sniffing the air. I only pray that he senses something better than me or my children. The child takes a step towards us, I try to block my children knowing that I have no power against him. He stares at us, cocking his head to the side and running in the opposite direction, obviously subconsciously seeing us of more use to him alive rather than dead; it's the only way he didn't attack us, we were the most convenient source.
The child returns to us after 3 hours, 3 hours of me of consoling my children and watching them play amongst the trees. He is disoriented and confused, for the first time he was running almost completely on instinct. I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't remember anything.
"Are you alright child?" I ask, preempting the answer already; "um, yes, I just am confused. Can we go home now?" He looks around as though he thinks he will find the answers to his state of confusion in the trees.
"Of course. Right, this way."
I lead him to the edge of the forest, from where the school of magic is in sight.
"Thank you so much Mirage. If you ever need anything from me just shout." He takes a few steps away from me and my children.
"Your most welcome child. Good luck." He nods to me, a gesture of respect, he nods to my children who all take a slight bow. "Thank you for helping your mother in guiding me."
"Before you leave, I must warn you. You were unconscious in the forest for three days and two nights, I came across you and did the best I could to keep you warm. Don't tell others where you have been until the time is right. You will know when, and may the stars be in your favor for the trials and changes you shall experience."