N.B.: Okay, I don't now why I wrote it. It's my first fanfic and it's an Underwolrd/Harry Potter Xover. Enjoy, and comments are welcome, as well as constructive criticism. ^_^

Chapter 1: The Beginning

It was a full-moon night and a 5-year old Hermione was sitting in the garden of her house whilst her parents had invited 2 old school friends over for dinner. Just a few days ago she had this strange dream in which she was a witch and that she was enlisted in a magic school called "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry". This had been by far her best and favorite dream so far and one that did not involve dentists.

Just as the little girl was contemplating what her life in such a school would be like, she heard a scream coming from behind her. Hermione stood up from her sitting position and approached the door that led from the house to the garden. Suddenly, just as she was about to step through the door, something turned around the corner and headed towards the frightened girl. The animal lunged itself at the small child when an arrow planted itself into the side of the wolf-like being, which dropped dead to the floor, just a few feet in front of the 5-year old girl.

Hermione was staring at the monster lying in front of her when someone stepped into her field of vision. Hermione looked up and saw a powerful-looking man with amazing blue eyes coming down the stairs and towards her, holding a crossbow in his hand. The piercing ice-blue eyes looked down towards the girl as if they were scanning her. The man slowly crouched down to the little child's eye-level and the warm chocolate brown eyes looked into the cold ice-blue ones.

Before Hermione knew it she felt two sharp objects piercing her skin and sinking into her little neck. The girl noticed the man had gotten behind her, no doubt to check if she had been injured by the strange animals attack. Suddenly, Hermione felt a gulping sound right next to her, as if someone was drinking something. At the same moment the young girl felt a pain unlike anything she had ever experienced before spread from the side of her neck across her entire body. A strangled cry of pain escaped her lips and, despite the great pain in her little body, she felt the two pointy objects leave her neck, as well as the man standing up. Having nothing to lean on, Hermione fell with a thud on her back in the soft grass.

Although her vision was foggy, the little girl could still clearly see the outline of the man that had rescued her from the animals attack. He took a long object out of his mantle-cape-like thing and sliced at his wrist with it. Hermione closed her eyes and suddenly felt something warm fall on her cheek. She forced her eyes open again and saw that the man was nearing his hand to her mouth, his skin touching hers and, bringing with the touch, the feeling of the same warm substance that had fallen on her face. Unconsciously she opened her mouth and felt a warm liquid trickle into her mouth. Her dry throat wanted more of it and so Hermione reached with a weak and trembling hand towards the wrist near her face and brought it closer to her mouth, finally touching the skin with her lips and starting to suck the substance that saved her aching, dry throat. Suddenly, the arm was pulled back and slowly darkness closed in around her until she was completely consumed by it and passed out.

Even if Hermione didn't know it, this one moment would change her life forever. A few kilometers away, a similar event was happening at Number 4, Privet Drive, Little Whinging.

It was a full-moon night and a 5-year old Harry was sitting in the garden of the Dursley's, who, for once, were out of the house. Harry had done all the chores for the day assigned to him by his Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon and was now getting some rest.

Just as the little boy was contemplating what his life would be like in the future, the bushes at the other end of the garden twitched. Harry slowly got up from his sitting position and carefully approached the still-twitching bushes. Suddenly something sprang from the bush and headed towards the frightened boy. The animal stopped dead in his tracks just in front of the shaking boy, sniffed him and nodded his head, as if agreeing to something. Being too shocked to notice before, Harry looked at the animal and saw that it was standing on its hindlegs. The wolf-like being suddenly crouched down on all fours and started circling the little boy, waiting for the opportune moment to strike and the moment came soon. Harry had closed his eyes out of fear and seeing his chance, the monster jumped at him and bit into the nape of the boy's neck, who screamed in pain. Deciding that that was enough, the creature released the boy who fell limp on the grass and stayed so, although the child was still breathing.

The animal then started to change and a human appeared in its place. Naked, but a human nonetheless. He had long(really long!), black hair, which hung messed up around his face. The man kneeled down, took the unconscious form of the boy into his hands, lifting him up with ease. Before Harry completely passed out, he heard the man say: "If you truly are a descendant of Corvinus, then you should be just fine…"

The two little children didn't know it, but their lives would make two different worlds….well….different.

N.B.: Okay, crapy beginning and crapy ending. I have no idea what will become of this. Please, comment and if you like it I'll continue with the story.^_^