Author's Note:

This is my first story. I do not take credit for the idea as this idea was stolen from SasunaruTLA. This is kind of my own little project just to see how things would turn out. Again, this idea was taken from SasunaruTLA. I'm sorry, SasunaruTLA, if this has offended you in any way. Please review and tell me what you think :) Okay on with the show xD

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THE BOOKS. THEY ARE ALL THE WORK OF MS. J. K. ROWLING!

Summary:

Harry Potter kept to himself and didn't have much friends for fear of being betrayed and hurt again. He didn't think he would be close to anyone again damning himself to a life of loneliness. Ever since he knew the truth about his parents, he waited for the day he recieved his inheritance. He wasn't really sure what would happen when he recieved it, but as the clock struck 12, he knew. When he turned 16, he recieved his full inheritance, and he knew that something was different. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt that he was changed. He soon realized that he wasn't human anymore. Why did this happen to him? What should he do now? And why did Draco Malfoy, his enemy since the day they met, suddenly look at him with affection and...love?

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Chapter 1:

Harry James Potter propped himself up with his elbow. He clenched his teeth and a tear rolled down as he felt the searing pain radiate from the back caused by his horrible uncle, Vernon. Every day of his birthday (and the day before and after his birthday), Harry was thoroughly beaten and whipped by his uncle and harassed by his aunt and cousin. Today was the worst beating yet. He grimaced as he remembered the whip cutting in his back and his wrist popping in an unnatural way. He experimented moving his legs and noticed that they protested the slow movement. As he lifted his arm up, he noticed the angry red scratches on his arms covered with ugly black and blue bruising. He slowly and painfully sat up in his "room". He stared at the clock intently as it ticked by slowly.

'Fourteen more minutes,' he thought to himself.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

He looked over at the tinted window and saw the silhouette of his faithful, snowy bird, Hedwig. He smiled warmly and clenched his jaw while he made the effort to stand as his whole body screamed in pain. For once he was glad that his so-called room was as tiny as it was. He walked over to the window four feet across from his tiny bed. He opened the small window and his loyal pet flew inside shaking the July rain from her snowy feathers.

'Good afternoon, Master,'she greeting him.

Harry softly petted her soft feathers with his over-worked and calloused hands.

'What is that?' He asked curiously motioned to the letter that his dear Hedwig held in her elegant beak. As she handed him the beige envelope with the Hogwarts logo, Harry quickly revealed the letter informing him of the supplies needed for his upcoming year. A smile played on his lips upon reading the last sentence: "Happy Birthday, Harry!"

He glanced at the clock once again.

11:50.

'It's almost your birthday, Master.'

Harry smiled at his dear friend as he held back the bitter taste of abandonment and betrayal. He looked down as the memories came flooding back no matter his attempt to keep them hidden. After Potter's victory of killing the basilisk, he became a lifetime hero, but immediately after that, he overheard his supposed best friends, Ron and Hermione, talking about how they despised Harry's fame and that they only wanted him for popularity. Shortly thereafter, Harry Potter began distrusting everyone else and didn't have many friends except for the animals that dared talk to him and an occasional teacher or two. He didn't want to be hurt again, and much less being hurt by the ones he loved.

Tears began to form at the corners of his eyes and Hedwig brushed the soft feathers of her head against his cheek to comfort her distressed master. 'Master? Is something troubling you?' She asked managing to perceive his pain.

Harry smiled softly and shook his head. He grimaced slightly as he sat back down on his bed suddenly feeling tired. He stared impatiently at the small clock by his bedside.

11:57.

As the seconds passed by slowly, he put down his glasses on a tiny bedside table. 'I wonder how my 16th birthday will be like...' he thought, hopeful. He lied on the bed slowly, feeling every muscle complain at the movement.

11:58.

Harry was into deep thought about school when suddenly, he felt horrible, excruciating pain radiate from his shoulder blades. He gasped at the pain, which now felt like fire running underneath his skin. He felt his back stretch and eyes sting furiously. His teeth spread harsh, cruel pain throughout his mouth which made Harry want to scream but instead whimpers came out from his throat.

40 seconds.

He felt his vision going in and out of focus, and the room seemed to be spinning. He shut his eyes in hope that it would help with the pain and with his vision. When he opened his eyes again, everything was going black and his blood was pounding hard in his ears.

12 seconds.

He felt Hedwig sit on his laps and start biting him in a panicked motion. As the pain intensified, Harry pushed Hedwig off and doubled over in pure agony. He stood up trying to get a hold of himself, but instead fell to the floor knocking everything from the bedside table. As he tried to pick himself up, Hedwig frantically flew around the room unknowing what to do.

2 seconds.

Harry finally felt his breathe leaving him and he fell limp to the floor. He looked up one last time at the clock before closing his eyes as unconsciousness took over. 12:00 A.M.

Harry Potter opened his eyes and rubbed them trying to get used to the harsh, bright light. Disoriented, he looked around only to see silver and green adorn the unfamiliar room. Finally realizing he was not in his room anymore, he jumped up from the comfortable bed only to feel himself falling. He closed his eyes tightly preparing for the pain that was about to come from his encounter with the floor. Seconds before his body reached the hard-wood floor, he was stopped in mid air. Potter opened his eyes cautiously as he felt a warm, and somewhat larger, body hold him and warm breath soothing his back as it settled there. He tried to push the other away from him, but froze when he felt himself being held tighter. He blushed as he heard the stranger's husky, yet smooth voice whisper into his ear, "Let me hold you a little longer." Harry felt his stomach flutter with excitement and his heart skip a beat. He felt completely and absolutely adored just by hearing those 7 words. As the stranger loosened his hold on Harry, Harry turned to see his savior, only to see a head of light blond hair and the most beautiful shade of silver eyes he had ever seen. Before getting to say anything to the blond, his eyes flew open to the sound of Uncle Vernon's pounding on the door.

A/N:

Sorry for keeping it short, I promise to write more next time :)

I'll try to update weekly. Since school is starting next week, I'll be a little busier, but I'll try my best to find time xD

Again, please review and let me know what you think :D