Summary: Harry defeated Voldemort at the ministry in his fifth year. During the celebrations a drunken night revealed Harry's love for a certain redhead. Terrified of the consequences, betrayed by those he thought were his friends, and trying to fight ministry control Harry fled. Time passes life goes on, but not without its surprises and bumps along the way. Can Harry find true love again or will the pain of unrequited love be too much to bear?
A/N: This fic is totally AU after the fifth book. Yes, Sirius is still dead. I am sad about that though. Fred is alive and George is uninjured. Percy's still an unimaginable git. I plan to update this story at least twice a week maybe more. And how often I update is entirely dependent of the reviews I get, so if you want more REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!
Warnings: This story is rated M for language, Adult situations, Sexual overtones, and Innuendo in later chapters. This is a slash story and will contain M-preg. If either of these topics bother you read no further. I will not be responsible for you dislike of this story due to those topics, you have been warned!
Disclaimer: I own no characters or settings that are at all Harry Potter related. I make no money off of this fic. Anyone who says I am is a liar and possibly very mentally unstable. I claim only the original characters which I introduce.
~Prologue~
Harry Potter now Evan Taylor looked up from the meat he was cutting into cubes when the door opened. "What happened?" He asked worriedly as two identical teenage girls walked into the kitchen.
Alys sat down holding a bloody tissue to her nose. "Michael." She spat out tilting her head back.
Evan sighed. "What happened Lyn?" He looked at the unharmed girl wetting a cloth in the sink.
Lyn sighed as she started wiping her twins face off while they waited for the bleeding to stop. "He doesn't know how to take a hint." She scowled. "He wouldn't stop hitting on us. I swear that boy actually likes getting his arse kicked."
"Language." Evan scolded halfheartedly.
The twins rolled their eyes simultaneously. "Anyway Al told him to go screw himself and he grabbed her. She punched him in the gut and he hit her in the face hard."
"And you hit him again." Evan sighed shaking his hand a wry smile playing on his lips. "How badly?"
Alys pulled the tissue away and wiped the rest of the blood off her face. "I got a bloody nose and a split lip. I don't know how bad he is but I made sure not to do any serious damage." She scowled, obviously she'd wanted to.
"I can't condone what you did but I'm sure he deserved everything he got." He shook his head. "Go wash up for dinner, and the next time I hear about any fighting you're grounded for a week!" He called after them.
"Yes, dad!" They both yelled back.
Sighing Evan went back to making dinner. While he was making the stew he let his thoughts wander back to how he'd ended up where he was.
A/N: Okay, this is the first installment. Yes I know it's short but it will get better. Just stick with me okay. The next chapter will definitely be longer seeing as it will explain the questions I'm sure this prologue brought up.
Oh and when you review I have no problems whatsoever to answering any questions you might have. Constructive criticism is welcome as long as it has a purpose. This has not been betad so any mistakes in spelling or grammar are mine because my spell check is stupid! Flames will be ignored, and sent down to the fiery pits of hell to keep my beloved demons of darkness warm.
