Hey Guys! I was going through all of my files on my computer trying to organize everything because I accidentally lost a project that's due in two days and all my files were in serious need of reorganizing... So I finished reorganizing, realized that I had saved the project on Dad's computer, went to Karate, and came back to reread this and edit it. I just wanted to know what you guys think. I have a feeling that I was aiming for this to be a Yaoi - guyxguy if you don't know what yaoi is - in dedication to one of my friends who is the coolest gay guy you'll ever meet. However, since it's been like two years since the last time I touched this, I'm making it a dedication to him anyway and it'll be Yaoi. Don't read if you don't like. If you do like and read this, tell me what you think. I've never really written a yaoi before - as you cna most likely tell - but I've read loads of them so I'll try my best.

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, Severus Snape would not have died and neither would Lily Evans. They also most likely would've been married since I think James is a major ass - though like all asses he had one or two redeming qualities that I like, unfortunatly.


Prologue:

Letter from the Dearly Departed

Dearest Harry,

If you are reading this, then that must mean that I am dead. I was so hoping to be there with you when you came into your inheritance but obviously now I can't. I just want you to know that you are not who you think you are, no matter what people have told you. I am not a muggle born, I am in fact a pureblood; same as the rest of our supposed muggle family. The reason this is so is because our family is made up of squibs. I was the first to regain our family magic after nearly a millennium. But there is more: you also have a creature inheritance not only from me but your father as well. You have the blood of Royal Elves and the Draconian's running through your veins.

I know that this will be hard for you to understand but please bear with me. At the stroke of midnight you will come into both of your creature inheritances and your Wizzarding ones. You MUST NOT panic no matter what for that can cause serious damage to not only you but those around you at the time. It would be best if you were sleeping during the transformation. It can be very painful.

I have left a number of books on both the Draconian's and the Elven races in my vault at Gringotts. You MUST read them all! No matter how boring they may seem they are very important and will help you gain control. Do not let anyone find them or have access to them.

Another thing: you will have a life mate. You will love him or her above all else and s/he you in return. S/he will be your most precious thing in the entire universe and you will want him or her to be happy and safe above all else. There is a very small change that they may have their own creature inheritance so make sure you read the other books that I put in the vault on the other magical races and creatures. Let's just hope that your mate doesn't have a vampire inheritance.

Love Always,

Lillian Marie Potter (your Mother)

Harry set down the letter he had just received from a ministry owl. Looking over at the clock on his nightstand, he read the time. 11:59… Oh fuck. I so love the Ministry right now.

The clock hit midnight and Harry waited nervously for the pain to hit him. But it didn't. He wondered why that was for a whole minute. As soon as the clock hit 12:01, he cried out as the most terrible pain he'd ever felt (and he'd felt a lot of pain before) wracked through his tiny malnourished body. Soon enough, all he knew was darkness.


Chapter 1:

Waking Up!

"Harry," someone was shaking him trying to get his attention. He knew them – that he was sure of – but who was it? Why did his whole body hurt? "Harry, wake up."

"C'mon Harry," another voice said worriedly. "Please, don't be dead just yet. We need you to kick some Slytherin arse!"

"Ronald!"

"Hey, it's true and you know it," the second voice said defensively. "Though seriously, mate, wake up please; before 'Mione kills me, is most preferable."

He didn't like how the second voice had called him 'Mate'. That voice wasn't the one of his chosen, it couldn't be. He realized that both voices he knew from before. He still could not place them. Opening his eyes, he stared directly into chocolate brown ones, ones that he very well knew.

"Hermione?" his voice sounded weird… What was off about it though? "Why're you here? Where am I?"

"Chill out, Mate," Ron said pulling Hermione back onto a chair next to his bed. "Remus, Sirius, Kingsly, Moody, and Dad all went to pick you up and bring you here – we're at Grimmauld by the way – for your birthday and found you passed out on your bed. You were bloody well unconscious. They tried to wake you but nothing worked."

"Yeah, Harry," Hermione said laying a hand on his shoulder. She couldn't help but put her two cents in. "They got real worried so they brought you anyway and called Snape."

"You should have seen his face when he saw you lying comatose on the couch," Ron laughed which earned his a smack upside the head from Hermione. "Sorry."

"He tried even more things than the other's trying to wake you at all costs," Hermione continued after Ron shut up. "And again nothing worked so he asked if there'd been anything unusual in your room. Sirius said that he'd seen a sheet of paper will Lily's writing on it."

"The greasy Git then chucked Sirius out of the house by his collar and orders him to go and retrieve the note and bring it back because it may pertain something to you being out of it," Ron said. "Though we all thought it was because he wanted the letter for himself, seeing is how he's still in love with your Mother and all."

Hermione glared at Ron the continued their narrative, "When Sirius got back Remus had to force the letter out of his grip and made Sirius sit down. Sirius was quite pale and was clutching the letter in his fingers quite tightly. We were all shocked out of our minds when we read it. I hope you can forgive our intrusion as to what the letter said, Harry, but we needed to know and it did explain things quite well."

"So how long have I been out?" Harry asked as he absorbed all that they were saying. Ron and Hermione just looked at each other with strange looks on their faces. "What? Don't tell me I've been out of it for years. Wow you guys sure do age well; you still look seventeen."

"No, you haven't 'been out of it' for years," Hermione edged cautiously.

"Nowhere near that long, Mate," Ron piped up.

"Professor Snape said that we should alert him as soon as you woke up," Hermione said quickly ushering Ron out of the room before quickly following and closing the door behind them.

"What the hell was that about?" Harry murmured under his breath in confusion. A deep feeling of dread lodged itself in his stomach while he waited for someone else to come and explain things to him.


So again, tell me what you think via review or PM - whichever you prefer - and I will try go write back as soon as I have time again. I do get on and check every once and a while even though I'm pretty much booked until three or four days after graduation. I worked as much as I could on my other stories during easter break - for those who read those stories - but I haven't yet been able to finish the chapters because mom said I actually had to 'mingle'... -_- I hate mingling with my family and you would understand why if you saw them. There are hundreds of them and we're Michigan Irish Corn Farmers who also happen to dable in some other things like cattle - baby calves are so cute! We drink alcohol like its water - which I've been successfully not doing. And so I'll let you go without giving you anymore of my family drama...

Thanks for reading!

Mercy

P.S. I'm not fully decided on who Harry's mate(s) should be. Feel free to give me your input on this.