Ahh the second part of my Fic. Thank you to the people who reviewed/followed/favorited that means a bunch to me! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, if I did Harry would have ended up with Draco.

WARNING: Slash! BoyxBoy even though that happens later in the story!

Prologue II:

Soon after the birth of Harry, the two royal's schedule became more hectic and quite stupid if you asked James. Both King and Queen attempted to take care of their children to the best of their ability. Even so during this time, Ava became attached to her father like a leech and the little Emerald baby babbled endlessly to his mother.

It was no surprise, four years later that the children began to have similar personalities to their favored Parents.

Prince Harry was a hardcore mama's boy. When with the Queen of Castitas, he was often seen trying to walk in her heels or wearing his sister's dolls dresses. His small face was often seen with a smile and even for a four year old the child was very much like his mother. He received her beautiful Emerald orbs, porcelain colored skin, her temper, her stubbornness and Lily's good heart.

Princess Ava had her father's brash but cautiously careful attitude; daddies little girl. She received her fathers good looks, humor, large hazel eyes, tan skin color and James' compassionate heart. The red head was next in line to rule* which was one reason to why she had always stuck around her father. Now she was the perfect aristocratic daughter in public but at home the girl was a like an un-caged lion on steroids.

At the age of twelve, she was already attending her second year of the co-ed school Hogwarts of Elven and Amarian Magic.

Little four year old Harry had to wait thirteen more years before he could go…

It was a warm, breezy day in the kingdom, which was nice now that the end of winter was over. The Royal family decided to take the family out to their private ranch. Little Harry was in his room throwing clothes across the room, desperate to find the perfect outfits for the trip. His green eyes blinked rapidly as he frantically searched for his favorite outfit. The little boy started to wave his arms quickly, closely resembling a bird trying to take flight. This scene is what King James Atticus Potter came upon.

He watched his youngest look like a bird running around his closet. The dark haired male laughed loudly, startling his son, and held onto the frame of the door for support.

He chuckled, "I had no idea I had a bird for a son," his voice muffled by his arm over his face.

Harry's cheeks dusted pink and he glared at his father before throwing his toy dragon at him. He grumbled and squeaked when his dad picked him up, placing him on the his lap.

"I'm sorry, my little prince," James said as he nuzzled his son's messy hair. "Daddy didn't mean to mock his little boy but you look so funny trying to fly." He snickered.

The boy grinned. "It's OK Daddy, I still love you."

James smiled widely, "And daddy loves you too!" he chirped kissing his little Emerald's head.

The King left and Harry finally found the outfit about an hour later. Ready to go, the child rush to the throne room and greeted his Parents as they stood by the door. His mother smiled in approval of his outfit. His crisp white polo covered by a green vest and black khaki's adjourned his legs; this was his casual outfit of course.

His mother was in her favorite white dress, his father wearing muggle jeans and a red polo and his sister was in her always favorite color black. Harry never liked his sister wearing that color; he'd rather have her in a dark blue dress than a black.

The four year old shook his head in disapproval as his sister stuck her tongue at him. The family of four soon was out of the castle and on their way to the Evans Ranch.

The Famous Evans Ranch was where Queen Lily grew up, where she first learned how to use Elven magic and where she first met James. Many people guessed about how Lily and James fell in love and made stories about them. Harry had always loved the real story and loved visiting the Ranch. His mommy had told it many times for a bed time story and he always hoped he'd find somebody to love him like his daddy loved his mommy. For now he had to wait for his soul mate and buy a Ranch of his own later.

XOXOXO

When the family arrived at the Evans the children ran out of the carriage as soon as they door opened. Little Harry and Ava greeted their grandparents with tight hugs and kisses on the cheek.

"Grandpa!" Harry squealed as he squeezed the elder Evans with a hug. Grandpa, or better known as Alastair Evans, chuckled and hugged the little tyke back. His brown hair was beginning to turn white and beard was starting to do the same. Ava and harry always giggled like idiots then they saw aging hair.

"How are you little Prince?" Alastair cooed lightly at the child. The boy answered with an enthusiastic "FANTASTIC!" before running to give his Grandpapa a Hug.

The man's greying but still flaming red hair hug loosely to his shoulders, and his blue eyes sparkled with mirth. He hugged Harry as he did Ava and kissed the boy's forehead. Eli Evans soon grasped his husband's hand and led the family inside the halcyon house.

While following his grandparents, Harry couldn't help but think his family was special. His mommy had two daddies, his grandma was nice and his family was all he ever needed. His Grandpa would always play with him and would let him play with Vivian, Grandpapa's pet snake. Even though Grandpapa didn't like that Harry was friends with a deadly snake (even though it was Eli's familiar), he would let the little prince play with the reptile.

Speaking of which…

"Grandpapa, where is Vivian?" the little boy asked. Eli shrugged and started looking around for his familiar.

He sighed. "I don't know sweetheart, maybe she's outside?"

Alastair shivered and looked around the room, "Please tell me you did not let Vivian out of the room?!" he groaned.

"Maybe, maybe not…" the red head teased as Lily giggled at her dad.

"Dear Quies…"

Laughter soon surrounded the living room.

XOXOXO

Later that evening the family was seen in watching the sunset and a figure in black watched the family.

The eldest couple had a respectable beauty but wouldn't sell for much, and the young woman who appeared to be their daughter had extreme external fairness. Its eyes soon locked to the little girl who had the same red hair as the previous two. Her hair was a blood red, and her eyes a glorious mixture of Hazel, she was on the slightly tan side like the black haired male (it assumed that was her father). Unfortunately, she wasn't what would give the figure big bucks.

The figures gaze turned to the youngest of the family and the dressed in black was very satisfied. The child had orbs that surpassed the finest Emerald in Castitas, his hair looked uncontrollable but that could be fixed and his skin porcelain, the very shade of beauty. The figure knew latter on in life this boy would grow up to be very lovely teen. Making its decision, the waiting for night began.

OXOXOXO

Harry yawned and tried gently rubbed his eyes to rid the sleep in his eyes but he couldn't. He blinked slowly as all he felt his arms and legs couldn't move; panic set in. He thrashed side to side trying to get out of whatever he was located in. Tears threatened to fall but before that could happen, the wagon was in bumped and he tumbled onto the ground, hitting his head. He groaned lightly. The forest was completely black or wherever he was at and couldn't hear himself think with all the noise going on. He cried before going out cold.

It wasn't until that morning he was found. Two tribal men of Uklanka had been out hunting for their families as they did every early Sunday morning. Adelio had gone ahead of his partner as always; it was hard enough trying to find enough food for his three wives and six children. It wasn't until about a few minutes later he reached his hidden water source.

The man leisurely walked to the river side and went gathered water in his hands for a sip but froze midway to the stream of water. There laid a child that looked no older that Adelio's youngest son. He didn't know how he should take the situation and decided to turn back. He was unexpectedly stopped by a soft melodic voice.

"H-Help…" the voice whispered.

Thinking it was his imagination the dark man ignored it until he heard the plea.

"Please, h-help me I-I don't want to die…" the melody shook. Spinning sharply, Adelio bit his lip from gasping at the horrific beauty of the child. The child's face was covered in dried blood, his skin was too pale for healthy and his eyes looked glossy, dull even. Rushing to the boy, he couldn't help but feel an immeasurable amout of pity while trying to get the kid to sit up.

"Child, what happened to you? You must tell me what happened!" he said desperately. The child's shaky breathing was beginning to frighten him.

"I-I don't know…" The boy sobbed. Adelio cursed under his breath and picked up the child bridal style. The dark man ran back to the village with the child securely in his arms.

"Stay alive little one, I can't let a child's death happen and still believe that Quies is divine…" Adelio whispered.

Chapter End

Prolouge II End. I hope you like this chapter!

* Means that even though she is a girl, Ava was first born and has the title to the throne.

Just to clear up any confusion: Lily has two Father's Eli and Alastair, Harry and Ava have a grandmother, she is James' Mother. James Father died earlier in James life and Quies is the God that every body worships.

Hope that clears up everything.

~Scorpius-Musique