disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any its characters. only my own

warnings: slash/yaoi/mpreg in later chapters. there is blood involved in this chapter

So I had such a great response from the first chapter that made me so giddy I just had to add the next chapter. From now on however I will most likely keep postings between 3-7 days, as long as I keep writing like I have been. Also keep in mind, there is OOCness in the characters and the plot may seem to be moving fast I'm not sure, but its to build up to where I want to be for the main story line.

As Harry got off of the train, he saw from the corner of his eye a blur of red and bushy brown making their way towards him. He sighed in exasperation knowing that he would not be able to escape whatever they were going to blame him for and tell him what he should do with his time over break. Not that he cared, he often tuned them out.

"Harry! Where were you on the train? We were looking everywhere for you, you shouldn't hide from us when we only want to help you. Just make sure you remember to do your summer work this time instead of on the train back to school! I don't see why your family would actually refuse to let you do you school work! You are just being lazy and hoping that I'll do your work for you. Well guess what Harry, I won't." It felt like it never ended with Hermione. Once she ran out of breath with her tangent, she quickly turned around to yell at Ron and then left to find her parents.

"Oh Harry, you don't look to well. Can I get you some water or something to eat? You know I don't mind taking care of you, but you should really make sure you look better," Ginny said as she tried to sneak under his arms that he kept crossed over his chest tightly.

"Gee, thanks Ginny. Well I see Sirius and Remus so bye," Harry says and walks away while trying to ignore the angry mumbling about him being ungrateful.

Once Harry spotted Sirius and Remus, his mood instantly improved and he ran towards them. Everyone turned at hearing their chosen one laughing, which was a very strange sound, and to see Sirius pick up Harry and spin him around.

"Oh, it's so good to see you pup!" says Sirius while using his enhanced sense of smell to familiarize himself with his pup's scent again. He may not have been a werewolf, but thanks to being a dog animagus it brought enhanced senses and it always calmed him to be able to scent those he cared for to make sure they were okay. Once he let Harry down, Harry suddenly sported a frown on his face.

"How long do I get to see you guys before I have to go to the Dursleys?" Harry wanted to wait until the very last possible moment to go back to that dreadful house and so he wanted to make use of any time he had with his godparents.

"I'm really sorry to say this Harry, but we have to take you back right away," Remus replies sadly.

"It's okay, at least I got to see you for a little bit. Let's go"

The trio slowly left King's Cross ignoring the glares received from some of the Weasleys. Sirius and Remus were trying to enjoy the small time they had with Harry because even though they would be helping with the surveillance, they would not be able to let Harry know. Dumbledore had decided that Harry should not be made aware of what was being planned because he should have an enjoyable summer without any worries. A few people had scoffed at the statement, for only three people understood what type of life Harry had with the Dursleys. Once at number 4, Harry quickly said his farewells and tried not to dwell on what he was going to have to face once he got inside the door. He waited outside until Remus and Sirius had left, not wanting them to hear what Vernon might have to say about having to deal with the freak for the summer. Harry tried to get upstairs as soon as possible to put off a confrontation for however long he could, but he did not get any further than three steps before his uncle called for him.

"BOY! Get in here and explain what the hell took you so long! You should have been back so you could start making dinner! Just because you had those freaks with you doesn't mean you get to ignore your duties! Now get over and turn around, I think twenty hits will be enough to make sure you learn not to forget again. God damned freak!"

Harry let out an inaudible sigh, thinking it was only 4:30 and he could have still made dinner. He slowly made his way over to his uncle inside the sitting room and turned around hoping to get this over soon so he could go to sleep. He barely winced when the first hit came, thanks to receiving this type of punishment for most of his life and having his back beaten so many times he could barely feel anything. However, closer towards the end of the twenty hits the cuts from the belt buckle started cutting deeper into his already damaged back which did hurt, but he did not make a sound. He would have been given another twenty for any sounds.

"Now go clean up, we don't want any of your disgusting blood anywhere! Also be prepared for tonight, you have a special guest. Get out of here, freak!" Vernon kicked Harry because he thought he wasn't moving fast enough. It was only because Harry froze upon hearing his uncle's words. What did he mean by special guest? Surely he didn't mean…. His uncle was always abusive, but he had never gone into sexual abuse. Harry didn't think he would be alive today if that had happened, he would have surely killed himself and make it easier for Voldemort to take over the world. As Harry climbed the stairs to his room, he didn't register his aunt and cousin sneering at him and wishing with fear that he didn't get his tainted blood on them. By the time he managed to sit on his bed, Harry was in a full-blown panic attack. His mind swirling with different scenarios that kept getting worse as he thought of what might happen to him, but on the outside his eyes were emotionless and dull. Harry sat there for hours, waiting for the inevitable to happen. He was preparing himself not for this mysterious "guest", but for his death because it was going to end regardless of which scenario came true.

Harry was still sitting on his bed staring at his wall when he was broken out of his thoughts by a long howl coming from close to the house. The howl made him think of his godfathers, Sirius who would be helping Remus because of the full moon. He looked at the small clock he was allowed in his room and noticed it was one in the morning. Had he really been sitting in the same spot for about eight hours? Harry went to go stand and look out the window, but all of his muscles seized letting him know that yes, he had been sitting here for eight hours without moving. Moving stiffly because of his legs having fallen asleep and the pain in his back from the belt, Harry looked out the window trying to see where the howl came from when all of a sudden his bedroom door opened.

"Let's go, boy! Your place is in the yard chained, not taking up space inside my house!" His uncle said trying not to yell at him and waking the others in the house. Harry was confused. Wasn't there supposed to be someone coming? Regardless Harry walked out of the room and headed towards the back door into the garden. Having done this before, Harry waited for Vernon to put the chain around his neck. Just as Harry sat down, Vernon kicked him hard in the side saying it was because he was ruining the grass. Doubled over in pain, Harry did not hear the soft footfalls of someone walking towards him nor the light growling.

Sensing someone was watching him, Harry looked up in glowing red eyes. The owner of those eyes was the type a girl could swoon over. Tall, dark hair, handsome and an air of extreme danger and power radiated off of him. Next to him was a large grey wolf, but not just any kind of wolf. Harry's eyes widened in horror when he realized there was a werewolf in font of him and had no way of getting away being chained and wandless as he was.

"So you realize what kind of danger you are in. That is good. I do not like to my meals to enjoy their time with me," the man said with a light chuckle, while the wolf snarled at Harry. "Do forgive my manners. My name is Carlyle and this beast you probably know, is Greyback. We were so grateful when your uncle sought out death eaters begging for you to be killed. It made it rather convenient for our plan."

Carlyle moved closer to Harry and gripped his chin and thrust his head back exposing his throat.

"My, my Potter. Who knew you had become a collared bitch. Why is that? Cause too much trouble? Or do you enjoy being beaten and chained like some dog?" Carlyle rips the chain off of Harry's neck, cutting him in the process and both Greyback and Carlyle lick at the wounds. That is when it occurs to Harry that the man is in fact a vampire. Of all the bad luck he could ever have, how did he end up being hunted by both a vampire and a werewolf? And where was the Order? Surely they would have been looking after him because they always said how important he was to the war. Harry was brought out of his thoughts when all he felt was unbelievable pain.

Greyback and Carlyle had both bitten him, infecting him with their venom. Harry knew that he was not going to survive this, both werewolf and vampire venom could be fatal, but also had the potential to change you. However, if you mix those two? Each venom would attack his body trying to change him and they destroy everything in a battle within his body to dominate over each other. Harry could feel each cell in his body be killed and he screamed. Never before had he released such a gut wrenching scream that would make any person cringe in fear of having that pain inflicted upon themselves. But no one heard his plea for mercy, thanks to the silencing bubble that was over him. He briefly registered that the vampire was laughing at him. As Harry felt the last of his life slip from his body, he saw the werewolf and vampire turn and leave, not even bothering to get rid of his body waiting for someone to discover it.

A/N: OH NO! what will happen next? R&R