A/N: Hello Drarry fans! nice of you to join me here. I hope you enjoy this first chapter and let me know if you want to see more, because feedback is what drives a writers brain so review often please! I also want to point out what this story contains: Sirius is alive, People have magical creature blood, this will contain MPreg (because it's awsome), has Dumbledoor bashing with some Hermione and Ron bashing as well...so ya, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, wish i did but i don't.

Chapter One:

Harry stared out the window of the house which, thanks to his so called reletives, he could never call his home. His Uncle had gotten much more agressive in the past few years but he had never pulled a knife on him which was probubly why the wizard was so unprepared tonight. Harry cradled his arm that he had wrapped in a now blood-soaked sheet as he watched the stars shine in the moonless sky. He loved the night with it's un-natural silence, it's peaceful essence and best of all, his uncle was not awake to torment him. Harry sighed as he ran the hand of his uninjured arm through his messy raven hair and looked over at his bed-side clock to see it was 11:57 PM. He sighed as he looked back to the silent sky, his birthdays ment nothing to him anymore ever since his friends had finally shown their true colors. Not a single letter had been sent to him from Ron or Hermione all summer, the only ones who did write were Sirius, Remus and Hagrid. Sure he was always glad to hear from them, but it didn't help ease the pain of losing more people from his life although this time no one was killed, they left him of their own free will. A solitary tear slid down his cheek just as the clock flicked to 12:00 AM and all hell broke loose. Pain spread rapidly throughout his body as he felt his bones, muscels, joints and every other part of him began to shift on their own. His mouth opened in a silent cry as a strange wind began circling, creating a protective cucoon around his changing body.

Many miles away, Remus Lupin, former Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, sat on the sofa in his simple yet comfortable home. He held a small novel with one hand, the other too busy combing through the dark locks of his "fugitive" friend and lover who was currently sleeping with his head on the werewolf's lap. Sirius gave a small snore, bring a smiles to Remus' face as he closed his book and quietly layed it down on the nearby table. The werewolf lent over his lover, intending to wake the oblivious man up in their favorite way. As his lips drew nearer to the man's own a loud alarm sounded that caused Sirius to shoot up, barely missing his lover's head as he looked around wildly for the cause of the disturbance. Remus, having already forgotten his previous intentions, looked over at their magical clock. His eyes widened as he saw the clock hand with Harry's name was moved to "Suffering", triggering the alarm. The werewolf stood up quickly, "WE HAVE TO GET TO HARRY!!" he yelled over the alarm as he grabbed his wand from the nearby table. Sirius looked at the clock, his heart going cold at the thought of what his beloved godson could be going through. They apparated together, appearing in front of Number Four Privet Drive with a loud crack that echoed loudly in the night's silence. They dashed to the door, not bothering to knock as they used magic to blast the door to splinters and ran inside, heading straight towards Harry's room as fast as they could. Remus stopped as they reached the top of the stairs to find a large man holding a gun towards the werewolf's face, "DON'T MOVE!" the portly man, who Remus now remembered was Harry's uncle, ordered. Remus glanced at Harry's bedroom door then back at the uncle, who was currently between him and his cub, even though Harry was not biologically his child the boy had been adopted by the werewolf side of Remus and no one, but no one stood between a werewolf and it's cub. Sirius poked his head around the werewolf's shoulder , sensing the anger growing in his lover , "We're in a hurry! now let us through!" he ordered, his eyes flashing dangerously. Vernon nearly dropped his gun, "S-Sirius B-Black!" he cried, shifting the gun towards Sirius, "Petunia, get the police on the phone! Tell them we have a fugitive in our house!" Remus was ready to kill the patheting waste of flesh before him, posing a threat to his mate on top of keeping him from Harry was the last straw. Just as he was about to attack, a large, black dog lept past him and bit down onto Vernon's wrist, causing the man to cry out in pain as he dropped the gun onto the floor. Sirius released the sad excuse of a muggle and gave a triumphant bark as the man ran back inside the room with his wife, shutting the door behind them as if they thought mere wood could stop the animagus and werewolf. Fortunatly for them the two wizards had more important matters to deal with and, once Sirius returned to his human form, the hurried to Harry's room.

Inside Harry's bedroom, said boy was still encased inside the strange wind and was slowly slipping into uncontiousness from the intense pain that coursed through his body. As he happily slipped into the dark void, the pain in his body began to slowly disappear and two men barged in, freezing at the sight before them. They pulled out their wands, unsure of what type of dark magic could be causing it and unable to counter what the don't know, they could only watch as the wind slowly dissipated. The wind gently floated Harry back onto his windowsill before vanishing into the nothingness it had appeared from. The two men could only stare at the unconcious boy in total shock before Remus snapped himself out of it and moved closer to his pup, wand at the ready to fend off whatever might be sent at him. Once he was sure there was no one else in the room and, sensing no dark magics had been used, he hurredly moved to Harry's side and cast a diagnostic spell on the boy to ensure he was in decent condition. The results that appear on a summoned piece of parchment causes his eyes to widen as Sirius comes up behind him to read as well. The animagus' eyes widened as well, "Bloody hell!" he whispered, his eyes returning to the uncontious form of his godson, "How can this be?" Remus moved closer to Harry, "I don't know...but he can't stay here any longer. Sirius' eyes lit up despite the situation, "Harry's going to stay with us?!" he asked excitedly, almost doing a dance at his mates nod. Remus bent down and picked his pup up gently, surprised by how light he really was but one look into Sirius' pleading eyes he carfully handed the boy over to his Godfather to carry. The two men aparated away with their precious cargo, leaving behind the parchment with bright blue letters that read:

Name - Harry Potter

Gender - Male

Species - High Elf

DMHPDMHPDMHP

In another part of Britain, actual location unknown, silver-blue eyes snap open and Draco Malfoy sat upright in bed, wide awake despite the fact it was now midnight. His heart was hammering in his chest, he was shaking and the growing ache in his heart yet despite all this Draco was smiling. At long last, they had awakened! Immediatly he threw off his silk covers, not even bothering to put on his robe and slippers before dashing off through the mansion towards his parents room and, once he'd reached their door, started knocking on their door furiously.

Lucius Malfoy woke with a start and, sitting up, blearily wondered why people were apparating in his room before realizing that someone was pounding on his door. Amazed that his wife was manageing to sleep through all the noise and irritated that he had to be woken at such an ungodly hour, he wrapped a houscoat around himself before opening the door to meet his son's excited eyes. The senior Malfoy blinked in surprise, "Draco? What are you doing up at this hour?" he asked, taking in his son's dishevilled appearance and heavy breathing. As Draco fought to catch his breath, Lucius could faintly hear, "mate...(gasp)...my mate...(deep breath)...has awakened!...(breath)...I can feel them!" Lucius' eyes widened as his son finally regained his breath, "Are you positive, son?" he asked anxiously. Draco nodded as he looked at his father, "I could feel them, I could feel the pain they went through, I need to find them Father!" Lucius opened his mouth to speak but Narcissa came up behind him, yawning, "what's all the commotion about, darling?" she asked, pulling her robe tighter around herself. Before Lucius could speak he was once again interupted, "I can feel my mate, Mother!" Draco cried out excitedly, practically bouncing with the need to just run and find his mate right away. Narcissa clapped her hands together happily, "oh this is wonderful news!" she exclaimed, "we must find them first thing in the morning to-"

"Mother! This can't wait! We have to go looking for them right now!" Draco cried, the need to be with his mate clouding his normal judgment and usual mannerism. Fortunatly they understood what he was going through, "I'm afraid the search will have to wait till morning, Draco" his father said almost regrettably, bracing for the tantrum he was sure the boy would throw. Draco's mouth fell open, "wha-? Why?! I need to be with them, father! They're in so much pain, i have to help!" he all but yelled. Narcissa knew how to calm him down, "Draco dear, do you know where they are?" Draco blinked at the question, "well...no...but..." His mother placed a hand on his shoulder comfortingly, "you need to return to your room and sleep, in the morning you should know where to look so we can find them and bring them here for you to care for and court them, understand?" Draco nods, "I understand mother" he says, his minor mania dissipating slightly at the thoughts of his mate began to fill his mind. Lucius smiled at him, "go sleep, we will begin searching the second you know their where abouts"

A/N: So? How was it? Please review to make more chappies appear, like magic! XD