AU:HBP/DH

AU:HBP/DH! New friends, new choices, old enemies, and new decisions. No new prophecies, just the chance for Harry and friends to follow their hearts and shape their destinies, & to find the true power of the love shared by friends and lovers. R&R Please!

Sfof: HEY! Ya I know what the heck am I doing, writing another story of a completely different style, but this idea just came to me when I was REALLY bored in school and I thought it would make a great story.

Just a few things to clear up, it is AU to HBP and DH. Oh and for the record Sirius is alive, not dead, I will explain how in the story, so read on.

Pairings in this story will be really random so yeah if you don't like that then you might want to leave. Some of the pairings include: Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hannah, and Neville/Luna. The rest you're just going to have to find out for yourself.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and company I just read the books, the plot is mine though so ask to use it please.

MARK OF DESTINY: GRYFFINDOR

Harry awoke to a light tapping of his window. Moving to get up, he went to the window to let his owl, Hedwig, into the room, shivering at the cold air hitting his bare chest. She hooted softly and him, and went to her cage to get a drink. Harry smiled at her; she had been a gift from the half-giant and Hogwarts groundskeeper, Hagrid.

He walked to his bedside table and picked up his glasses and a photo album of his mother and father. They had both been killed by Voldemort, but he had survived, even though he had only been a year old. He sat on his bed and opened the album to his favorite picture of his parents. It was snowing and they were dancing around, smiling up at him. He gave a sad smile and put the album back on his beside table, along with his glasses. Lying down in his bed he stared up at the ceiling knowing it was unlikely he would be able to get back to sleep after being woken up. Looking at the moon, he suddenly looked down at the mark on his chest that he had gotten shortly after his 3rd year. A lioness, poised in a strike position, lay on the center of his chest. He had never gone shirtless in the presence of his friends because he didn't want them to ask question that even he didn't know the answer to. He thought back to the night when the mark first appeared, wondering not for the first time, what had brought it forth.

flashback

Harry watched as his last family member, Sirius black, mounted the hippogriff. Harry was angry that he had to leave and yet relieved that he wouldn't be given the Dementors kiss. Harry gave a last finale wave as he watched his godfather fly off and out of danger. His head snapped in the direction of the main castle when he heard the clock start to chime.

"Come on Harry, we have to get back to the hospital wing, before the clock finishes chiming," Hermione grabbed his hand and they both started to sprint for the hospital wing, arriving right as they saw themselves disappear.

That night Harry was thinking about his parents, pulling out the album that Hagrid gave him after his first year at Hogwarts. Finding the picture he was looking for, he watched his parents smiling faces on their wedding day, along with another face that he was finally able to put a name too. Sirius Black, his godfather, stood next to his father. He looked younger, but he pertained that to the twelve years in Azkaban prison. He watched, finally realizing that he had someone else to call family other then his aunt and uncle, and the ugly pig Dudley. Harry rubbed his chest where a sudden tingling sensation had abruptly appeared. Wondering what was causing it Harry put the album down and removed his shirt, gasping at what he saw. A lioness, in attack stance, had been tattooed onto his chest, right in the center, it was glowing a vibrant blood red color. Wondering if he was seeing things or if was really there he reached up with his hand and lightly touched the image. Shocked, he watched as the image flashed into the image of a lion before settling back into the form of the lioness. Harry gazed at the mark for hours before he finally realized he should try to get some sleep. Harry moved to grab his shirt, before deciding against it, he knew he would have to do his best to keep it hidden, unless he wanted people to ask the questions that he himself wanted the answer to. For reasons unknown to Harry, the mark brought him comfort. Deciding to leave it uncovered when he could, Harry got ready to sleep. Lying down in his bed, he let himself drift off to sleep.

End Flashback

Harry smirked shaking his head to rid the memory. He still had yet to find out what exactly the mark meant, even after searching for almost three and a half years. He, Hermione and Ron were getting ready to start their seventh and last year at Hogwarts School of witch craft and wizardry. He knew for a fact he would miss it, he would miss most of the teacher, the Quidditch, and probably the sense of belonging. Though that he knew he felt with the Weasley family. Ever since he had met the Weasleys, he had finally felt that he had people that he could call his family.

Jumping off the bed, Harry moved to look out the window; the sun had just started to rise. Harry very quietly opened the window to let some fresh air into the room. Moving toward his dresser Harry let the door fall open. Hedwig hooted softly from her cage, moving her eyes to watch him sleepily.

"Sorry girl didn't mean to wake you up," Harry rummaged through the clothes to find something suitable to wear. Harry grabbed some of his cousin's old hand-me-downs and pulled them on. Glancing at the calendar Harry did a double take, realizing that his birthday was tomorrow.

"Yes!" Harry pulled on the clothes with new vigor knowing that he would only be in the awful, overly cleaned, perfect house for a mere twenty-four hours before he would be rescued and brought to the Weasley household. Smirking Harry pulled on the T-shirt with one last glance at the mark on his chest. Pausing, Harry brought a hand up and traced the mark, smiling as the outline of the lioness glowed a slight red color before settling back to normal. It had done that very same thing every time that Harry had touched it, ever since he got it. Pulling his T-shirt on the rest of the way Harry moved out of his room and down the hall to face his last day in the Dursley household.

Ginny awoke that morning after having the same dream that had been persistently bothering her for almost a month. It was about her time in the chamber of secrets with Tom Riddle. Mostly it was what really happened, having Harry come in and save her, but more recently it had been having Tom win more and more. Ginny put these thoughts aside and went down to breakfast.

"Hi Ron, Hermione, do we get to rescue Harry tomorrow?" Fred asked, pulling his brothers shirt over his head so he couldn't see. "Hey, Ginny wake up, you look like you're still asleep," George laughed as she sent a half hearted glare his way.

"Yes, Harry will be coming here tomorrow and will be spending the rest of the summer here," Molly Weasley smacked her sons head and told him to get his feet off of the table. He moved his feet off but immediately replaced them when his mother turned her back.

"Good morning everyone, I'm off to work," Arthur Weasley gave his wife a kiss and waved goodbye before leaving the house.

Ginny smiled and tripped her brother, "Whose up for a game of Quidditch?" Her brothers jumped up and ran out the door. "Hermione, will you ref for us?" Hermione smiled and got up.

Everyone came in laughing later in the day.

"I still say we won that catch was totally unfair, you almost knocked Ginny off of her broom to get it, that was a foul if I've ever seen one," Charlie complained.

After they had started playing, both Charlie and Bill had come home for a couple of days to see Harry on his birthday. They had joined in the game, even before telling their mom that they were there. Needless to say she was not amused.

"Yes, well its time for diner, everyone sit down your father is on the way,"

"What time is it?" Ginny asked.

"Almost nine," Fred answered pulling his brothers into a wrestling match; Ginny smirked and jumped on all of them, then ran squealing from the room, chased by five of her six brothers. Hermione shook her head and pulled Hogwarts, a history out of her bag.

Hermione thought about the upcoming school year, hers, Harry's' and Ron's' last year at Hogwarts. Ginny and Luna were moving into their sixth year, but the rest of them were going into seventh. She was slightly scared at what would happen this year, after never succeeding in having a normal school year. Not that Hermione would trade her friends at any time or for anything, she just wondered what was waiting ahead of them.

"Ahhh!" a shriek from the other room, put her on guard, and for good reason, Ginny came catapulting into the room with Ron, Fred, and George hot on her trail.

"Hermione don't just sit there help me, girls have to stay together," Ginny said running to her. Hermione sighed and put her book away, then tackled Ron to the floor laughing. Fred and George laughed and dog piled on top, Ginny smiled and tried to sneak from the room.

"Nice try," Hermione grabbed her arm and tugged her into the battle.

"Ahhh, Traitor!" Ginny giggled and joined in the battle.

"Alright, break it up, it's nearly midnight," Everyone stopped and jumped up.

"Do we get to go get Harry now?" Ron asked and whooped as his mother nodded.

"Alright Fred, George, Ginny, you will be going to go get Harry, Ron, Hermione, would you help me prepare Ron's room for his arrival?" Everyone nodded their assent to the plan and when their separate ways.

Harry watched the clock, remembering what had happened earlier that day. Harry had told his aunt and uncle that he would be leaving for good, and they would probably never see him again, but the reaction hadn't been as he expected. His uncle didn't say anything but his aunt had looked at him as if she was going to cry, before asking him to follow her.

Harry was surprised but followed her to the room that she shared with Vernon. She walked to her closet and pulled out a small envelope.

Moving toward the bed she sat on it and motioned for him to sit by her.

"This was your mothers and fathers Harry, it was the only thing of hers that was with you when Dumbledore placed you here, I think she would want to have it passed onto you," Petunia passed the envelope to Harry, "Harry, I'm sorry about the way we have treated you, you didn't deserve to receive the resentment that I have been harboring for your mother ever since we were young," She looked as if she was ready to cry, but quickly composed herself.

"Do your mother a favor Harry, beat Voldemort and don't die, this is the only way I can think of to make amends, I wanted to give this to you too," She reached behind her neck to pull off the necklace she was wearing, "This was a charm that your mother gave to me when we were younger, it has some sort of protecting spell, I don't know what it is, I just want to tell you that I did love your mother, and I do hope that you survive, I really do." With that said she kissed his head and walked out of the room.

Harry stared at the door in wonderment before looking down at the envelope and charm sitting in his hands. Setting the charm on his leg, he tore open the envelope, and pulled out a necklace with small charm on it, looking closer he noticed that it was in the shape of a diamond with an inscription on it.

You will always be our son, Harry, we love you.

On the other side of the locket Harry noticed that there was some kind of button or trigger. Harry pushed it and watched as an image was created in front of him, Harry saw himself as a young one year old boy zooming around a house, with a man that looked like him laughing along with another man. A woman was looking terrified and yelling at both men. With a twist in his gut, Harry knew he was looking at some sort of memory, fighting back tears, he watched as he flew around the house, doing everything he could to avoid his mother who was trying to get him off the miniature broom, leaving the two men that Harry knew to be his father and Sirius laughing their heads off.

The image faded as Harry watched. Looking down at the envelope, Harry noticed it had a letter in it, with unknown speed Harry grabbed the letter.

It will show you different Memories, just think about us Harry and you will see, if you need any help, find Sirius, he will protect you. I love you Harry,

James, Dad

Harry looked down and saw more writing.

We will always be with you, the memories you see are those that we put in for you when we found out we were being hunted by Voldemort. We hope you like them. I love you; just know that your father and I are with you Harry.

Lily, Mom

Harry only saw a little more.

This letter will disappear Harry, but you can read our words by thinking about them and pushing the memoiryo, which is the button on the locket. Also, you can place pictures in the locket, just point your wand at the picture and say, Lockretio, it will place them in the locket, you can remove pictures by pointing your wand at the picture and saying, Decratio, you can cycle through the picture by pushing the small button inside the locket, called the cyro. We hope you like our gift, we love you!

Lily and James, Mom and Dad

Harry stared at the locket before placing it around his neck along with the small pendent Aunt Petunia gave him, looking closer at it he noticed it was in the shape of a doe.

Harry moved out of the room to find his Aunt and say thank you, looking around the kitchen, Dudley noticed him and pulled him aside.

"Hey, Harry, take care of yourself, ya?" Dudley smiled and went back to watching TV.

"I still don't like you boy," Harry jumped at his uncles voice, "But I do want you to know that you better survive, and let us know when this war of yours is over,"

Harry nodded and moved to the kitchen, there was aunt Petunia looking as if it never happened though when he caught her eyes, they softened.

"Thank you, you didn't have to give me them, but, well, thank you," Harry looked down at his shoes. Petunia moved forward and embraced her nephew.

"Vernon told you to keep us updated right, I don't even care if you have to owl us, just do it, and, uh, let us know how your doing at Christmas, kay?" Harry looked a little shocked, but nodded his assent. She kissed his head again, and went back to making diner.

Harry was thinking about what was to happen when he heard a knock on the front door. Focusing his eyes he noticed that it was a quarter past midnight. Getting up Harry walked down to open the door.

"Hiya Harry how are you doing?" Fred and George clubbed him on the back before going to get his stuff.

"Hi Harry, how are you? Happy Birthday!" Ginny gave him a tight hug, causing him and her to turn red, blushing she pulled back and smiled at him

He smiled back, "Great, actually wasn't that bad of a summer,"

"Good, that's great Harry!"

"Uh, Harry might I ask what this contraption does, and what this is for," Arthur was holding a blender and pointing at the fridge.

Harry laughed and attempted to explain, though he didn't really understand it.

"Okay, Harry's stuff is at the burrow, shall we go…" Fred trailed off as he saw his father wrapped up in a chord. George busted out laughing shortly followed by Harry, Fred and Ginny. Suddenly from behind there was a slight chuckle, and Petunia Dursley stepped forward and untangled Arthur. Vernon and Dudley were standing slightly behind Harry and the rest of them.

Dudley moved forward, "See you later, mate," He shot out his hand, Harry took it and smiled at his cousin for what must have been the first time. Dudley stepped back and Vernon stepped forward and did the same.

"Keep yourself alive boy," Vernon went upstairs, as Harry turned to his aunt. She walked forward and pulled him into a hug.

"Be safe," She mumbled, "and keep us updated," Harry nodded as she kissed his head.

Vernon came back down, and moved near his wife and boy.

"Goodbye, and…Good luck," Vernon nodded at Harry, who smiled at him. Ginny pulled him toward the door which Fred, George and Arthur had gone out of. Turning back one last time, Harry saw his aunt, uncle and cousin smile at him, some bigger than others.

Later on, around two o'clock, Harry heard some weird noises, like groans, climbing out of bed, Harry moved downstairs. Harry froze as he heard a door open, moving into the shadows, Harry watched as Ginny headed for the stairs. Gasping, Harry saw something glowing on her back; it was a lion, in a pouncing position, it was glowing a luminescent gold.

Shaking his head, Harry moved back upstairs to think about what he had seen.

Ginny drank the ice cold water, trying to forget the dream. It was the worst one, the memory of when Tom had kissed her, and…touched her. She shivered, not wanting to relive it again. Heading to the bathroom, she didn't bother to turn on the light, a small globe floated around the room, charmed to give off a small light source through the night.

Glancing at the mirror she did a double take, a small glow was emitting from her back, flipping around, she looked at her left shoulder in the mirror and gasped, a regal looking lion, was on her back, looking like it was ready to pounce on something. She moved her hand and lightly touched an edge, gasping as it flashed into a lioness before becoming a lion again. Quickly, Ginny used the bathroom and bolted up to her room, grabbing a shirt to put over her tank top. Before climbing back into bed, bracing herself for the dreams to start again, though surprisingly, they never did.

So I think this is an excellent first chapter, hope you guys enjoyed it to. Anyways, I don't even really know what brought the idea for this story into my head but it has started out really well don't you think. As for my Sesshoumaru/Kagome story, it will still be updated, I am defiantly not stopping on that one so don't worry. Well do me a favor and review for me, advice would be nice. Sorry it is a little on the shorter side but I didn't want to include to much in the first chapter. But anyway, talk to you all later

Sfof signing off.