HP Fanfiction: From Tears and Fangs

Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Luna Lovegood/ Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger/ Victor Krum

*SUMMARY* When Harry was first bitten by the basilisk and then cured with the tears of the Phoenix no one knew what the mix of different magical properties would do to him. After a couple months with no changes the whole incident was put out of mind. That is until Harry wakes up on his 17th birthday with some unusual characteristics. How will he handle being reborn into an even more secretive world than the one he was introduced to 6 years ago?

~*~*JK Rowling owns everything HP related I'm just borrowing from of her characters 3*~*~

SLASH, MPreg, Dark lord has been defeated already and Harry is returning to Hogwarts for his last year.

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Chapter 2: Enter the Dragons Den

Harry awoke to the smell of cooking meat. He first thought Aunt Petunia must be cooking Uncle Vernon's breakfast until the events of this morning came crashing back to him. His eyes snapped open only to have his vison blocked by his golden feathers. Aunt Petunia was back on Privet Drive and he was somewhere hundreds of miles away from there. But who was cooking then. Slowly he pushed away his wing to look about him to see what was going on. There in the center of the room sat another pair of wings attached to the back of a man or boy with white blonde hair. The other wings were gorgeous. A deep shimmering blue with silver streaks running through them. In front of the other person was a pair of rabbits roasting on top blue flames. Harry went to push himself off the silk bed only to find his left arm bandaged and bond to his chest. At Harrys gasp of alarm, the other winged person turned towards him.

Draco Malfoy frowned at the stunned boy laying in his nest. "I wouldn't move around to much. Normal wizarding potions don't work on us Drackyns. We heal fast enough but if you reset that break it will heal crooked."

"Malfoy?! What are you doing here?" asked the extremely confused Harry.

"Well since you were broken and bleeding in my next I could ask you the same question Potter"

"Your…. Nest" stammered Harry.

"Nest, sanctuary, cave, den,… whatever. This is my home. I am not quite sure how you found it. Or how you managed to hide your Drackyn heritage. We are so few anymore I thought I knew all the Drackyns left in our world."

"I didn't know this cave belonged to anyone. I was exhausted and needed somewhere to rest. I uh crashed coming in though the waterfall." Unconsciously Harry rubbed at his sore wing wincing when he touched a bald patch where the feathers had been torn off in his fall.

"Yeah that would have been my wards you ripped through. Although I have no idea how you were able to come past them. They would have killed anyone else who tired a stunt like that. You should know better than to enter another Drackyn's den uninvited Potter." Draco stood from his fire and stalked over towards Harry.

Harry scrambled up and backed away from the taller man. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I have never even heard of a person being a Dragon or whatever it is you call it. All I know is that I woke up this morning an even bigger freak than ever covered in weird scales with these damned wings sprouted out of my back like a bloody great pigeon or something. I jumped out a 2nd story window to escape what would have been another beating no doubt. Instead of landing in the bushes like I had intended I was flying. So I just kept flying until I felt like I couldn't fly anymore. Then I saw this clearing in the woods and this cave behind the waterfall. I didn't think I could make it any farther and to be honest I haven't a clue where I would go anyways so I aimed for here. As I've never flown with wings before I've never had to land with said wings before either. So, my landing was a little less than graceful I suppose. I didn't mean to come into your home uninvited. I'll….I'll just leave ok?" Harry swallowed back the lump in his throat as he continued to back away from the man staring him down with those icy blue eyes that seemed able to drown a person who looked in them to long. When his wings slammed into the cave wall and he could go no further Harry franticly looked around for an escape. But the only way in or out of the cave was blocked by Malfoys shimmering wings that towered slightly above the thickly muscled body that belonged to.

"Calm down Potter. I'm not going to hurt you. If I planned on hurting do you think I would have gone through the trouble of bandaging and cleaning up your scrawny arse?" crossing his pale arms over his impressively chiseled are scared chest while a silver brow raised in question. "Speaking of scrawny I've caught some plump rabbits and they are just about done. Why don't you come and eat then we will get to the bottom of all this." He stepped back and held out his arm towards the fire were two rabbits turned over a magic blue flame

The smell of roasting meat made Harry's mouth water. He hadn't been allowed real food in days. Shakily Harry stepped over the stone side of the nest and walked past Malfoy towards the benches he has failed to notice in the center of the room earlier. He settled himself down across the fire from Malfoy and fluffed his wings a bit trying to relieve some of their discomfort. Silently he watched as the man across from him finished preparing the rabbits.

What is even happening here? Harry thought to himself. Why does my second greatest enemy have to turn up on the weirdest day of my life? And why is he also a winged freak? Maybe this is all just some crazy dream and soon I'll wake up in my cramped bedroom before getting on my broom and flying off of Privet Drive for good. That's it. He must be dreaming. Harry squeezed his eyes tight and willed himself to wake up over and over. When he heard someone say his name he snapped his eyes open. There standing in front of him holding out a plate full of rabbit and bread was Draco Malfoy. His Cobalt and silver ruffling impatiently as he shoved the plate towards him.

"Stop daydreaming Potter. You need to eat. There is more if your still hungry after that. I cut it up already since your arm is still in the sling. I trust I don't have to feed you like a baby, do I?"

Harry shook his head and grabbed the plate. Settling it down in his lap he grabbed a tender piece of rabbit and placed it in his mouth. His eyes drifted closed on a groan as the wonderful flavors burst to life on his tongue. He hadn't tasted anything quite this good in a long while if ever. Even the food produced by the house elves at Hogwarts paled in comparison. When he opened his eyes he say Draco watching him with a unreadable expression on his face. Harry looked away and quickly swallowed. As they ate they both remained silent. The only sounds that filled the caves were the crackling of the mage fire, and the gentle roar of the waterfall. After they both cleared their plates Draco interrupted the quite lull with his deep voice.

"So Harry. How long have you known you were a Drackyn?"