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1: I do not own these characters; the only thing I own is the Shatri stuff, Shuna, Mattafixey, Kaya, and the Loup Garou.

2: I also apologize on behalf of my mistakes; I have only read the story in my langue, so I have to guess some of the names of spells and people in the story.

I also apologize if I do any grammar mistakes. Do feel free to correct me.

3: Spoilers? Uh, I don't know yet, I will tell when I get to that point

4: ': means thoughts. ": means talk, this kind of writing means physic speaking, this one means Shatri langue, and at last, this one means text.

5: So to you all, enjoy my story, If you like it, tell me, if you have suggestions, please tell me, if you hate it, don't read it.

Lilly's necklace

Chapter 1

Prank

Harry Potter had just woken up from a nightmare. He had dreamt that Lord Voldemort had used a gun, and shot him in the chest.

Ha, that would be something. He could see the headlines: Boy Who Lived dead! He Who Must Not Be Spoken shot him with gun! All on p. 3-9!

Harry struggled breathe in laughter. The Dark Lord could easily kill him without a gun, he just had to point a wand at Harry and say "Aveda Kedevera", and the next thing Harry would hear would be his mothers' voice. He smiled at the thought. 'If I ever get buried, then I would want them to play the theme song to Heroes.' (A.N: Do anyone know what this song is called?)

A smell hit his nose. Yuck! Why would anyone shower themselves in Au de cologne?

'Certainly not anyone in this house.' Harry thought.

Then he heard the voices. What the hell? Was that Lucius Malfoys voice? No it couldn't be, he hadn't seen or heard him since Harry had been on the graveyard.

But just if it was Lucius: what was he doing here in Privet Drive? Harry's breath came in short pants, but he did still manage to look out of the window.

Lucius was standing outside the house, with three other people; he couldn't recognize them because of the death eater mask and robes.

But Lucius didn't wear a mask. Maybe he thought too much of himself to do it.

Or maybe it was just a hoax, a horrible prank Fred and George did to Harry? He looked over at his watch, it said that it was now his birthday. He was 15.

Yeah that would make sense, the Weasley twins had decided to give him a shock on his birthday. That was why Lucius wasn't wearing a mask, they thought if they did, then Harry would understand that it was a joke. Oh, he was going to kill them for this, this was not funny!

Another smell, this time familiar, stretched his nose. Harry took a very short glance out of the window; he had to be sure…

Hedwig was coming home. She had probably collected his birthday presents, and was now gliding through the night sky. He was so going to write to Ron, and make sure that the twins knew what he thought about their little prank. He was so furious that he was going to flay them alive!

The death eaters who were not death eaters had also noticed her. "Look, its icky little Potters owl" a voice said, a woman. She sounded like on of the villain female voices from bad muggle movies, mad and dangerous. The one on Lucius right side was pointing at Hedwig. Lucius was laughing, a cold laugh. Harry wondered how Fred and George had got a hair from him. They were terrific actors; they would have been rich if they had been muggles.

Lucius swinged his wand and mumbled something so low that Harry could not hear.

A flash of green. They had killed Hedwig. They had actually killed her.

Harry was paralyzed. This wasn't a practical joke. It was the Lucius Malfoy who was standing outside, he and death eaters was outside his house!

Harry threw himself back; his breath was now no more than wheezing of terror. He had to do something. But what? The death eaters were more than him, and had much more experience!

'Okay, calm down, just because he's outside the house doesn't mean that he'll get in into it.' Harry thought. Yeah, that helped, Lucius couldn't get in, the house was warded because of Harry, he was safe in here.

He didn't have any more time to think about it, because just then, a horrible pain burst into his hands. He looked at them, and found them full of blood. They were formed into fists, and something was piercing them. Sweet Merlin, not now! He had to warn the others, he didn't like his family, but he didn't actually want to get them killed! Most of the times.

"Come on you bloody Gryffindor" Harry coughed, and walked out of his bedroom. He caught a glimpse of himself.

Wait.

He walked back.

His eyes…

they had changed colours.

From emerald green to lime!

"Bloody hell!" he screamed, he couldn't hold it back. He didn't care if he had woken the Dursley's, and neither did he care about the death eaters, who must have heard that. His eyes! How had they changed colour like that?

"BOY!" Uncle Vernon called angrily. His face had an ugly colour of red. His eyes were red too. Harry gulped. Vernon was drunk. He could decide to snap Harry's bones for waking him up at this time of the night.

Before he had even opened his mouth to reply, he heard someone yell: "Let's smoke the brat out!" and seconds after "Tafirio!"