AN: Ah so I forgot about the format again. Im so sorry I had meant to change it but it was waaaay early in the morning and I was exhausted. I wanted to answer a couple of questions and comments that I had been asked and that had been stated.

1. This is a Harry/Hermione romance story. They will be mates. Harry will only have one mate. This will not be a harem.

2. Harry will not have bulging eyes (lol bulging eyes), They are just bigger, kind of, the iris's are the part that are bigger, if that makes any sense, and Harry's condition will not be a permanent metamorphasis. He will be able to transition back and forth. Quite similar to a veela and a werewolf only he will have some of his Dragon-walker traits in his human form. What those specific traits are will be up to you, the reader, to read and find out. :)

Any who, I'm terribly excited to get this chapter started. If you have any questions about anything don't hesitate to ask. Just PM me and I may spoil you with answers lol. Maybe. Depends on if I'm feeling generous or not. :D

Also: I can not believe I have been spelling McGonnagall's name wrong this whole time. Yeesh. LOL the only reason why I even caught it was because I was looking in the philosophers stone. lol

Chapter 3: Through the ashes a walker is born

Jon and Milly sat in their chairs waiting for both Albus and Minevra to come back into the main office. They had been in there for quite a few minutes and there was even a soft thump to be heard, however when they had gotten up to investigate, Albus had quickly stuck his head through the doorway and insisted that everything was alright and that he would be out shortly.

So they sat there and waited.

...

Harry stood there as Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall stared at him. He had to admit that he did look rather odd now but he hadn't really expected them to actually stare. He really hadn't expected Professor McGonnagall to faint at the sight of him. It was kind of funny though.

Harry looked around the room, watching all of the floresence bounce off the objects and his professors. He still hadn't gotten used to it, but it was very pretty.

"Harry, " Albus began," Do you remember what happened?"

Harry's face scrunched up as he turned to face the wall to his left and away from Albus. "I remember feeling hot, as if I was running a fever and as the days went by it just got worse. I don't know how much time passed but I remember feeling, this was right before I woke up in the morgue, like my blood was boiling and fire was traveling along my veins through out my body. It felt like something was growing inside me, like I was being filled with energy, and when I felt like I couldn't be filled anymore it just exploded out of me. " Harry looked down at his hands, flexing his fingers and retracting and extending his claws as he did so before continuing.

"I felt so much better after that, and then the next thing I know I'm waking up in the morgue of a hospital."

Harry chuckled "That was quiet the shocker too. Especially when I saw my reflection."

"You're taking this very well my boy." Albus commented.

Harry smiled. "Well I figured I already faced a madman; twice," he held up two fingers," a giant basalisk, acomantulas, a killer diary, Fluffy, a giant chess set, devils snare and Snape. So I just kinda look at it as if ' Hey look something else to add to my little repitore'."

Dumbledore laughed, "Yes. " he said. "I imagine you have grown quite used to odd things happeneing around you."

"Hey, " Harry smiled. " These things just seem to be attracted to me." shrugging his shoulders he sat down in the chair.

Dumbledore chuckled as he rose out of his chair. "If you will excuse me for a second Harry. I just need to see to Jon and Milly."

"Of course sir." Harry replied.

Dumbledore nodded his head and stepped through the door way out of the office, gently closing the door behind him.

"Well," he began as he turned to the two aurors sitting patiently in their seats. "I am sorry about the wait."

"It's alright." Milly replied leaning forward placing her elbows on her knees. "But what about the trunk?"

"Don't worry about the trunk. " Albus told them. "The owner of the trunk as been found. Thats what Minevra wanted to discuss with me. At the moment they just want to catch their bearings. Once they are in a better condition I will have them make a statement and send it to you right away."

"Who is the child?" Jon asked.

Albus took out a lemon drop from his dish and popped it in his mouth. "The child wishes to not be known a this time. " Albus began carefully. "They have been through a traumatic experience and they wish to gather their bearings first before coming out."

"Do you know what happened?" Milly asked.

"I do not know the whole story. When I do I will inform you, but I must beg for you to take great caution with this case. It is bigger than any of us could possibly imagine." Albus got up from his chair and gestured towards the door. " Now I must get back to my student. I do believe you know the way out."

"We will be the first to know about this case right?" Jon asked.

"Yes."

Jon nodded his head and swept through the doorway to the staircase. Milly stayed back for a couple seconds just staring at Albus.

"Will they be alright?" she asked.

"This student has a remarkable ability to get back up no matter what's thrown at him."

"Him?"

"Ah..."Albus chuckled. "Yes him."

Milly's eyes widened. "Oh." she said hand over her mouth, shocked at the revelation. "HP...Harry Potter...Ohh..."

"Yes." Albus answered. "Do you see why this case must be handled with care?"

Milly looked back up at him and then back to the door. "Yes." she said. "Don't worry. Everything will be covered on our end."

"Thank you." Albus replied as he watched her walk towards the door and out into the staircase.

Turning back to look at Albus she smiled and waved as the stairs descended down.

Your secrets safe for now Harry. Albus thought to himself before heading back into the side office.

Harry sat there waiting in the office thinking about everything that had happened. About all the changes he had gone through. Did his dad or mom have to go through it? It couldn't have been mom...she was muggle born so it had to have been dad...but if it was dad how come no one's ever said anything? Surely Snape would've mentioned it. He always has some snide remark about my father to make...

As Harry sat there thinking about where this side could've come from he also took this chance to actually look closely at himself.

This is kinda cool. Harry thought to himself as he looked at the silvery white scales covering his arms and legs. Its tough. he thought as he pinched his skin with his claws.

He next drew his hands closer to his face and examined his claws. They were thick and black and about an inch long fully extended from the tips of his fingers where his nails were originally.

Huh. He thought as he set his hand down on the small wooden table infront of him and drew his pointer finger across it gouging out a small bit of the wood. Swiftly drawing his hand back to his chest Harry looked around to make sure no one saw his little mistake. "Oops." he muttered out loud. "Definitly need to be very careful with these."

"Now what about..." Harry turned his head back towards the wings protruding from his back. How come you're not covered in scales? Harry thought as he took the tip of his wing and ran his hands across the skin. It's so thin. he thought as he traced the veins. So fragile...and I flew with these... Harry sat back in his chair, his wings folding in on themselves to fit neatly into his back. I flew. I have wings...and claws and scaly skin...Just what am I?

Dumbledore stood in the doorway and watched Harry as he checked out his new appendages. It seemed like he was actually taking the change very well considering everything that had happened. But only time would truly tell how he was taking it. It could just have not fully sunk in yet.

Albus chuckled softly under his breath as Harry quickly removed his hand away from the table infront of him. The small gouge was barely noticeable from where he stood. That could be easily fixed.

When Harry sat back in his seat Albus felt it time to make his presence known and walked fully into the room and sat across from Harry.

"Professor?" Harry looked up at Dumbledore. "What happened to me?"

"It appears that somewhere along your family line a member of your family...had relations...with a dragon, or a subspecies of some type of dragon."

"Well that certainly explains the scales and the wings...but...really? Relations? Who in their right mind would want to...to...screw a dragon?" Harry asked. "I mean really? I know I come from a long line of Gryffindor's but that's just crazy!"

"I don't know." Dumbledore replied. "But Harry would you mind standing up so I can get a better look at you?"

"Yes sir." Harry said as he stood up, taking a step away from his chair and clasping his hands together.

Dumbledore stood up and circled Harry tut- tutting as he looked him up and down. "Well the scales look like they could belong to the Antipodean Opaleye. See the silverish tint." he pointed to Harry's arm." and but your eyes are still your own just enlarged...probably to allow for a wider range of vision and vision aquitity."

"But everything I see is purple."

"Purple?" Dumbledore questioned.

Harry's scrunched his nose. " Yeah it's like everything is in sort of...of floresence kinda light." Harry looked around at the objects in the room before pointing towards the doorway. "The door, the edges around it are covered in an accumulation of brighter purple light as are the tables and the chairs, even you are all brighter purple, but the empty space inbetween is darker. Its wierd." he said as he slid his clawed hand across the top of the table.

"That is odd." Dumbledore remarked. "Do you think you can change back?"

Harry looked up. "Back?"

Dumbledore gestured towards the chair Harry had sat in previously and he himself sat down in his previous chair. "When a young witch or wizard who has creature blood within them, and if that creäture blood is strong enough, they will undergo a transformation and take on attributes of the creäture in their family line. Hence your wings, scales and claws; in some cases though, when the creäture blood is weak the witch or wizard will have barely any attributes of there inheritance."

"But how do I turn back?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore held up his hand. "I was getting to that. Now do you know what an animagus is?"

"Ani- what?"

Albus chuckled. "An animagus Harry."

"No I haven't heard about them, but I'm sure Hermione has."

"I'm sure she has as well. Anyways an animagus is a person who has the ability to transform into an animal. It is a particularily high branch of human transfiguration a student goes over in their 7th year N.E.W.T classes, but the point is a person who is an animagus can at will change back and forth from their human form to their animal form."

Harry looked at the claws on his hands, before clenching and unclenching them experimently. "So you think I should beable to change back and forth like an animagus?"

"Yes." Dumbledore replied.

"Can I do it now?" Harry asked. His wings were awesome but he was really freaked out about the scales and the claws. They looked like they could tear through things quite viciously. Not to mention his eyesight. Harry wanted to see in color again. All this purple hue shit was a little annoying, cool,but mostly annoying.

"I don't see why not." Albus told him. "What you want to do is close your eyes and get comfortable in your chair, relax adn take a deep breath and then just imagine what you looked like before. Imagine all of your newly aquired appendages to just receed into your body, becoming a part of your body once again."

Dumbledore sat there and watched as Harry sat back in his chair and took a deep breath before visibly relaxing as much as he could. After a couple minutes went by Albus went to stand up but a hand on his arm restraining him stopped him in his tracks. Turning to look at Minevra he raised an eyebrow in question and she just mouthed "Watch" at him before pointing at Harry.

Dumbledore turned back to Harry and sat back down and continued to watch him.

Still nothing appeared to happen.

Dumbledore turned to Minevra cocked his head and pointed at Harry.

Minevra shook her head and mouthed "Just wait. " before pointing at Harry's hands she continued, "Look."

Sitting back in his chair Dumbledore watched Harry. At first it looked like nothing was happening but as he looked closer at Harry's hands he saw that the claws on them were receeding back into his fingers until his fingernails were left but they were black instead of pink. As he watched Harry's skin began to change back to his normal slightly tan hue as his silverish scales disapeared, his wings molded into his back and the two horns on his crown receeded until they were smaller but they didn't completely disapear, nothing his fringe couldn't hide.

As Harry sat back in his chair and imagined what he used to look like he at first didn't feel anything, and it felt like an eternity had passed him by before he began to feel a slight numbing tingly sensation begin at his toes and fingertips before spreading across his body.

Opening his eyes he looked at bot Dumbledore and McGonnagall as they stared at him with slightly ajar mouths. "Heh." he chuckled. " I don't think I will ever get used to that wierd feeling."

Dumbledore smiled at that and McGonnagall laughed.

"I know what you mean." she told him. "Imagaine growing fur." she shuddered. "After all these years I still don't think I am used to that creepy crawly feeling of fur sprouting from my skin."

Smiling Harry nodded. "Try scales. Ick."

"Yes indeed." Dumbledore said smiling at the two. "Well It is very late and we have all been up for far to long, And you Harry have been through quiet the ordeal. I do believe it is time for us to all to get some shut eye."

"Um Professor?" Harry asked.

"Ah yes. I think you should be ok to sleep in the Gryffindor tower. The password is Snarffiling Snarffiluffigus."

"Snarffiling Snarffiluffigus?" Minevra slowly stated biting her lip.

"Yes. I think it rolls off the tongue rather splendidly." Dumbledore commented before heading out the door. "Ah yes Harry your stuff has been placed in your dormitory... I don'y think I need to tell you that we need to keep this quiet for now..."

"But.. what about Ron and Hermione?" Harry asked him.

"I'm afraid even from them...Just until we figure things out and find out what creature blood runs in your family line and what this new development entails for you. Once all of this has been figured out we will go from there. Now Harry lets get some rest, we are going to have a very busy few weeks ahead of us."

"Alright Professor." Harry replied before heading towards the winding staircase and making his way towards Gryffindor tower.

Minevra turned to Albus after Harry left. "What creature blood do you think runs in his veins? It couldn't be that he is a ..."

"I'm afraid that may be exactly what he is." Albus sighed softly running his hands through his hair.

"But a Dragon- Walker." she began, " They were extinct. There hasn't been one since 1575."

"Yes." Dumbledore replied. "A Haley Selwyn, if I'm correct. She carved a rather large path of destruction behind her. Left a large body count behind her to right before she disappeared."

"You don't think...?"

"No. I don't think he could turn out like her. Harry's too...he's a good kid. I think if he were to ever hurt anyone it would hurt him more. He fears being like his relatives, like Tom too much to even toe the line they have crossed."

"And if your wrong?" Minevra asked him.

"Myrddin help us." he whispered. "Myrddin help us all."

Miss Figg had a really hard time going to sleep after Chief had dropped her off at her house. She could still smell the burnt wood, plastic, and carpet fibers in the air. It was a rather foul combination and a horrible reminder of the event that had taken place there. At least Harry was in a better place now instead of with those dreadful muggles.

After tossing and turning in her bed for an hour she just decided to say fuck it, got up and went into her kitchen and pulled down the kettle for some tea.

As she waited for the kettle to boil she turned on the radio for some background noise and went too look at the pictures of her cats along her walls. Each and everyone of them held a memory of a time when her life was turbulent. A hobby she was really unaware she had started until about her sixth cat aquired after her seventh failed relaitionship, one of the worst kind, she recalled unconsciously running her hand across a jagged scar running the length of her forearm.

Lost in her memories the kettle startled her rather fiercly when it decided that that moment was perfect to scream shrilly. Removing it from the burner she placed it on the table atop a holder as she gathered her own batch of tea leaves, crumbled them and poured them into her plain fire engine red cup. Pouring the boiling water into her cup she swirled the water around three times counter clockwise and then seven times clockwise before taking a sprig of mint and cutting the water before drinking the tea all the way down to the last dregs.

Taking the cup with the remains of her crumbled tea leaves she quickly turned her cup upside down and dumped the contents on her table. "Show me." she whispered staring at the dregs on her table.

After a few minutes her eyes went milky white and a shudder passed through her frame, her head lolled to the side as her body began to move as if puppeteer were holding the strings, she was led into the living room and placed on the couch as the television flickered on to a black and white station. There were characters on the telly and as she continued watching it a few of the characters came into focus. It appeared that there was a great battle going on between five individuals with a young man at the center of it half in darkness and half in light but completely encased in fog as if he hadn't decided which side, which person, to choose.

He was surrounded by four individuals, two females and two males. The woman in white grasped his right arm and was trying to pull him towards her, while a man dressed in dark purple grasped his left arm and was trying to pull him to his side, the woman behind him was dressed in grey and was whispering in his ear, but it was the man dressed in black that had the young mans shoulders clasped tightly in his hands that scared the life right out of Miss Figg, because the man in black was nothing but a black void full of hatred, wrath, lust for power and the overwhelming desire for death and destruction and the pain of those around him.

When he turned back to look at her she screamed.

Jon and Milly left Hogwarts and went back to their office at the ministry.

"You really think we should just let it go Jon?" Milly asked as she filled out her report.

"No. " Jon replied, shuffling his feet and looking the file infront of him labled John Doe HP. "No I think we need to look into this further, but we need to keep our heads down. Something fishy is really going on." he whispered.

"But what if we're wrong Jon? What if Albus really has everything under control?"

Jon set his paper down on his desk before leaning forward and motioning for Milly to do the same. "Don't you think its odd that that kid survived the fire and left his family in it. That he ran away and was just a little lost that he was hoping that he would just show up?"

"I..."

"Not only that..." Jon continued, "but what kind of person who is in charge of children for basically seven years of their lives can just 'hope that he turns up' all safe and sound and not want to involve any and all able personels to start a man hunt to find one of his students."

"But..."

"Something isn't right here. " Jon said as he sat back in his seat his eyes set in determination. "Something is very wrong and I intend to find out what it is. "

AN: AHHHHH! Finally I am done with this chapter. Now that this one os finally out things will pick up. I believe this is the last of my splurge chapters. For a little while at least. Ah well I know this chapter is considerably shorter than the last two but hey its something aint it. lol Well let me know what you think. Later my sweets. And Hah! I didn't forget to change the format.