Hey everyone! Sorry for such a late update. It's only been about a week but it seems like forever! Honestly though, after my tonsillitis it was my birthday, then my sort of step sister came over. So I was super mega busy. And after all that sickness and partying my brain was kind bleh. So with no further ado, enjoy new chapter :) Please review and FEED THE REVIEW MONSTER!

Disclaimer: Even though I really want to, I do not own Harry Potter. It belongs to J.K Rowling.

Warnings: This is SLASH, meaning boy x boy relationship. There will be some gay sex later on but I will mark it so if you don't want to read, you will be able to skip it. This fanfic has mature context. If you are under 17 and this offends you, stop right there and leave. You have been warned, if you don't like, don't read.There will be mention of child abuse, bad language and minor character deaths. This will be dark/Harry fanfic with a lot of Dumbledore and Weasley bashing.

'thoughts'

Morgana speaking

Chapter 9

Albus Dumbledore was sitting in his office when his close friend and colleague, Minerva McGonagall, barged in without knocking. He looked up from the papers he was filling, eyes twinkling.

''Hello there Minerva. Is everything okay?'' he asked her, smiling and reclining in his chair. She huffed and sat in front of him.

''Albus, Arabella Figg has been trying to contact you for the past few weeks. She is worried about Harry. How come she cannot get a hold of you?'' said McGonagall angrily. ''What if something happened to him?'' she tsked, looking at him coldly. On the outside Albus was smiling, however, on the inside he was seething. 'That stupid old squib! Can she not get the message?!'

''I'm sorry Minerva but I did not receive any message from her. You know maybe the poor woman is getting a bit delusional with her old age.'' he laughed at his own joke. ''I will contact her now and see what she wants.'' Albus was trying to appease his friend. She nodded curtly and left the room. Dumbledore was not happy. He needed to sort out Arabella as soon as possible. Merlin forbid someone finds out that the boy is abused. His whole plan would be in ruins! He walked to the fire place and firecalled Mrs. Figg. She answered very quickly and before Albus could say anything, she ordered him to just come through.

''Hello there Arabella. How are you doing?'' asked Albus with the biggest, brightest smile he could possibly muster. The old woman looked him up and down, hands on the hips and left foot tapping angrily.

''You finally decide to show your face huh Albus? Took you long enough. Sit!.'' she ordered. Still smiling, Albus sat on the sofa. 'Now I'm going to smell like her cats. Disgusting.' Albus gave her his best twinkling eyes.

''You wanted to speak with me about our dear Harry. Why don't we start then?'' started Albus.

''Don't you give me that attitude Albus. I've been trying to contact you since three weeks ago!'' she huffed and plopped on the armchair facing the Headmaster. He didn't say anything just waved his hand for her to continue. ''I haven't seen the boy in five weeks Albus. Five weeks! Those muggles always ask me to mind him over the weekend so after two weeks of no word from them I got worried. I went to their house to see if the boy was okay but that woman wouldn't even let me in!'' rambled Arabella. Albus smiled inwardly. 'The boy is probably badly beaten and they don't want the old hag to see him. Seems those filthy muggles are doing better job at breaking the boy than I thought.'

''All I hear from Petunia are excuses. The boy is playing with Dudley. They went to cinema. They're away for some boy bonding trip, she says. Lies! I'm telling you Albus, something is not right in that house. How can you not see this?'' Albus waited patiently for Mrs. Figg to finish.

''My dear Arabella, there is no need to worry about our Harry.'' he said, sounding as if he was talking to a child. ''I would never let anything happen to our Golden Boy. I have wards set up on the house which alert me if anything bad happens.'' Dumbledore looked sickened by the woman's accusations of his sloppiness. 'Stupid old hag! Hopefully few kind words and lies about wards will do the trick.' However, Arabella was not about to give up.

''I don't care about your wards Albus. We are going to their house and unless I see myself that the boy is fine, I will be contacting the aurors.'' demanded the elderly woman, crossing her arms. The Headmaster sighed. 'Well it seems there is no other way.'

''Imperio!'' shouted the man, taking his wand out of his robes quickly. ''From now on, you will not inquire about the Potter boy. You will leave Dursleys alone, unless they come to you first. You will believe the boy is fine and if anyone asks you about him, you will tell them he is well taken care of. You will not contact me again.'' finished Dumbledore, releasing his magic. He looked at Arabella and decided to add a Compulsion Charm to her wedding ring so that she will not be able to break the Imperius Curse.

''It was lovely to chat with you Arabella dear.'' threw Albus over his shoulder as he entered the fireplace.

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Petunia Dursley was furious! She was absolutely raging. Her freak of a nephew finally, completely destroyed her life. She always knew he'll be nothing but trouble. After that stunt in school and Vernon beating the boy badly, things went downhill. When they went to the hospital to make sure the boy will keep the incident quiet, they were met with policemen, who without any explanation, arrested them and took them to the station. Turns out the little freak spilled the beans. He told the doctors everything and they believed him. Of course, both Petunia and Vernon, swore they never hurt the boy. However, the evidence of abuse was too strong. To save herself from prison and her Dudders from going to the orphanage, she blamed everything on Vernon. She made up some sad story about being abused emotionally and not being able to fight against him. After all, what can a poor, weak, small woman do against her huge, angry husband? Even though the officials knew her story was far stretched, they decided to let her off, just for the sake of her son. Vernon was sentenced to 5 years of prison time. Petunia filed for divorce and got it a lot faster, due to extreme circumstances.

Unfortunately, the house in Privet Drive was too costly for her to keep, so she had to sell it and move. Also considering the neighbors got a hold of the information about her husband, she couldn't stay there. She and Dudley moved as far away as possible, deciding on Newquay. She bought a small, two bedroom house. A big downgrade of her previous house. Dudley had to give back the place he held for the Smeltings Academy, because they no longer had the money to send him there in the future. He will have to go to a public school instead. Since now Petunia was the only working person in the household, Dudders had to lessen his appetite for new things, which resulted in countless temper tantrums. Obviously her office job was not enough for luxury items. Most of the time they barely made ends meet. Petunia cursed her dead sister and her nephew for getting her in such a bad situation.

It never occurred to her, that she was one of the reasons, her life became unpleasant.

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Harry Potter age 7

It is July 31st today. What's so special about that date you ask, it's Harry Potter's birthday. But not just any birthday. It's his first birthday since he left his abusing family. It's his first birthday with Miriam, Morgana and Draco. It's his first birthday with presents and cake. And Harry couldn't be more than happy.

It was five am and Harry was already awake. He was so excited he couldn't sleep. He could absolutely not wait for his very first birthday party. Harry kept on bouncing on the bed.

''When will Miriam finally wake up?'' he whined.

Come on sugar puff, it's too early. I know you're excited but come on...said Morgana groggily. Can we not sleep a little bit more?

''You can sleep if you want but I can't! I have way too much energy.'' said Harry. He still did not understand how she was able to sleep. He heard her huff in his head.

Okay, why don't we do something useful then. Hmmm, take your wand out. We are going to do some charm work.

Harry did exactly what Morgana told him to do. He was a very fast learner and after working with her for few months, he could do second year spells. However, because his magical core was still developing, he became tired a lot faster than an adult would. In a way that was helping him to extend his magical bounds but then he was always sleepy afterwards. It seems that was Morgana's plan. Make him tired and sleepy. After about an hour of work, Harry needed a break. He promised himself to only close his eyes for five minutes. Two hours later Miriam woke him up.

''Hey munchkin. Time to wake up. Breakfast is ready.'' she said, kissing the top of his head. Harry blinked few times and rubbed his eyes sleepily. He got up and trotted after Miriam. When he entered the kitchen, he was assaulted by lovely smell of freshly done pancakes. Miriam wasn't good at cooking dinners, but her breakfasts were the best. He sat in his chair.

''Happy Birthday Harry!'' Miriam smiled at the boy while putting food on his plate. There were blueberry pancakes, Harry's favorites, maple syrup, whipped cream and some blueberry jam. Harry was salivating. Without waiting for his guardian, he dug in.

''Mhhhhh! Theshe tashte u'mazin'!'' he said, mouth full. Both Miriam and Morgana laughed. Harry was always excited and grateful, even for the smallest things. When they were both finished, Miriam took him to the sitting room.

''I know your party is not until later on, but I wanted to give you at least one of your presents.'' said Miriam, giving Harry a medium sized box. ''I was able to get my hands on them for you.'' he wondered what she meant and began tearing the paper. When he opened the box, he found three photo frames. One of them had Harry and Miriam in it, laughing, while she twirled him around. Second one had Draco and Harry, asleep on the sofa, Draco's head on his shoulder, holding hands. The last one was of a couple, with a little baby. Miriam saw Harry's confusion on the last photo.

''These are your parents Harry. I managed to get Mr. Malfoy to help me obtain it. The little boy is obviously you.'' she said. Harry looked at her, unshed tears in his eyes. This was the best present in the world. He finally had something to remind him of his parents. And the picture was so beautiful! They were both smiling and you could see the love in their eyes. Harry walked up to Miriam and gave her a tight hug.

''Thank you. Thank you so much. You don't know how much this makes me happy.'' he whispered in her ear, letting the tears of happiness fall. She hugged him back and kept him in her embrace for few minutes. When she finally let him go, she brushed his tears away.

''Okay munchkin, no more tears, even if they are happy. Now go get dressed. We'll watch some Disney movies before Draco comes over.'' Harry nodded and went back upstairs. They spend the remaining hours cuddling on a sofa. At 2 pm the fireplace flared, informing Harry of his mate's arrival. He ran up to Draco swiftly and enveloped him in a hug.

''You're here! Finally.'' grinned Harry. Draco smiled back at him, his cheeks pretty shade of pink.

''Happy Birthday Harry. Here is your present.'' he handed over a package to Harry. The raven haired boy took his hand and dragged him to the kitchen. He ushered him to sit down on one of the chairs, his chair, as Harry called it.

''Since it will only be the four of us, Miriam didn't make a big birthday cake. She decided on a huge cupcake instead.'' as Harry was explaining some of the muggle food Draco, Miriam and Mr. Malfoy entered the kitchen.

''Happy Birthday Harry. I hope you will like your present.'' said the elder Malfoy. Harry looked at Miriam for permission to open the rest of his presents, she nodded in approval. Miriam got him some new books and clothes, along with his very first bicycle. Harry thanked her furiously and squeezed her in a hug. Draco's father gave him few interesting books about Magical World and some magical sweets. From Draco he got three presents. One was to be opened last. His first present was a training broom. Harry wasn't sure about it but Draco assured him it was safe. The second present was some jokes from Zonko's. Finally Harry opened the last present. It was a silver serpent like bracelet. Harry looked at Draco questioningly. The blond only blushed bright red and couldn't seem to utter a world. Mr. Malfoy sighed and explained it instead.

''This is a very old Malfoy heirloom. It is a bracelet given to the fiance of the heir. It will protect you from most of hexes and curses. It will also alert you if there is a poison in your system, it has antidotes to most potions, including Veritaserum. Also if you hold it tight and say 'amare', it will portkey you to Malfoy Manor through any wards. It is a tradition in our family.'' Harry gaped at the two blonds standing in front of him.

Wow pumpkin pie! This is some very strong, old magic. Very useful. I like it.

''Thank you. Although I already have my lordship ring, I am very grateful for this.'' Harry put it on his arm and it slithered to fit his size.

It should re size itself as you grow Harry. However, I'm afraid we will have to put a glamour on it when you enter Hogwarts. We don't want the old coot seeing it.

The rest of the day passed peacefully. The boys played outside while the adults talked over tea. It was very surprising how well Miriam and Lucius Malfoy got along. When Draco and his father left, Harry immediately crashed. Before he fell asleep he heard Morgana again.

Happy Birthday honey...

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Harry Potter age 9

Right now Harry was most displeased. Morgana was trying to teach him how to shape shift. But no matter what he couldn't seem to do it.

You need to relax Harry! It won't happen in a minute. It is difficult and taxing. Take a deep breath and clear your mind. Think of the animal you want to shift into and let the magic do the job.

Harry followed the instructions once again. And once again nothing happened. He got off of the grass and cursed.

Will you calm down! This is only making things worse. Okay maybe we should find your animagus form and after you achieve it, the shape shifting will be easier.

''Fine then. What should I do for that?'' asked Harry impatiently. He was fed up with is inability to change his shape.

First of all calm down. Breathe in deeply and let it out slowly. Now, think about your character. Imagine you are standing in front of a mirror. What do you see?

''I am sneaky, smart, strong and I can be very lethal if I want. I don't attack straight out, I plan first. I am very protective of the people close to me. I like to be left alone most of the time'' Harry said out loud. In his mind mirror he could see his reflection changing. He grew fangs. His pupils became slitted and turned bright yellow. He was growing dark green scales and was getting bigger and bigger. Harry let out a gasp.

Okay, do you see it?asked Morgana. Harry nodded. Now do you feel the magic pulsing in your limbs? He nodded again. Let it go. Let it change you. Let it do the job. Free your magic.

As hard as it was for Harry to surrender his control, he listened to the witch. He felt a tingling sensation all over his body. He closed his eyes and waited. When the tingling finally subsided, he opened his eyes. His sense of smell has sharpened. He tried to move his arms and legs, which turned out to be non existent. He tried to say something, however, the only thing that came out was a hiss.

''I did it! I did it Morgana! I achieved my animagus from!'' Harry shouted mentally at Morgana. He moved his head to try and see the rest of his body. He was stunned at what he saw. He was gigantic! His tail was going on and on, just under 50 feet. He was very thick, What the hell was he?

Harry I need you to blink for me three times. Hurry! Morgana sounded distressed. He blinked once, his vision changing color to gold. He blinked second time, his vision turning red. Harry blinked for the third time and his eyesight returned to normal. Morgana was deadly quiet.

''Morgana? Hey? What's wrong?'' asked Harry worriedly.

Harry...I...This is unheard off. Even for me. Harry, I think your animagus form is a Basilisk. All the signs show it. You are too big to be a normal serpent. I am positively sure you are a Basilisk! Your eyes are very dangerous now. In your normal vision stage, you are safe. In the gold stage, you will petrify anyone who looks at your eyes. In your red stage, you will kill anyone who directly looks into your eyes. You can go between the stages by blinking. But Harry, I have never heard of anyone morphing into a creature. It was always and only animals. You are extraordinary!

Harry looked at the ground stunned. This was quite unbelievable. His heart was beating like crazy. Suddenly his magic burst out of him.

Calm down Harry. Breathe for my sake! Concentrate on your human form.

Harry tried to stop his erratic breathing. He focused on his black hair and green eyes. His magic was slowly calming. When he opened his eyes, he was back to being human.

''That was crazy! Morgana, that was insane!'' Harry exclaimed.

I know. Maybe we should stop at that today.

''Yeah I think we should.'' Harry agreed and went back to the house.

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Harry Potter age 10

Harry was reading with Draco in the Malfoy Manor's library. Harry was reading about shields and wards, while Draco preferred a book about Quidditch. It was their ritual to read together, since they began spending time together four years ago. Both liked a little bit of quiet, so after their playing outside, they relaxed with a book.

Lucius Malfoy came in to the room, aristocratic air around him. Only about two weeks ago, he asked Harry to call him by his first name.

''Hello there boys. Mind joining me for a tea?'' the Malfoy patriarch asked.

''Hello father, I don't mind, Harry?'' Draco turned to his fiance.

''Hello Lucius. Yes, that would be lovely.'' answered Harry. Lucius snapped his fingers and a house elf appeared with a trey of tea and assortment of sweets and sandwiches. They chatted about mindless things, like weather and books as they ate. Lucius mentioned his Hogwarts day, making Harry think he would know about his parents.

''Lucius, can you tell me something about my parents and their days in Hogwarts?'' asked Harry eagerly.

''Yes, I can think of some things.'' said Lucius. ''I was two years above your parents and his friends. As far as I know, your mother was friends with my best friend, Severus Snape. However, after some unfortunate incident, their friendship broke. Your father had a crush on Lily probably from the beginning. But she hated him. I think after their fifth year, things changed and she began being interested in him. James had his group of friends, they called themselves the Marauders. It consisted of Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. You already know about Sirius and that rat.''

''Can you tell me more about this Remus Lupin?'' injected Harry.

''Quite smart. Quiet sort of a type. No wonder though. He is a werewolf. Kept it a secret for a very long time. However, I haven't heard a thing about him since Black was send to Azkaban.'' finished Lucius. Harry vaguely remembered seeing his name in his parents' wills.

Harry, I think you should try and contact him. But how?said Morgana. Harry thought about it for a while, thinking about his options. Lucius seemed his best bet.

''Lucius I have a favor to ask. Will you be able to find him?'' asked Harry.

''I can try. I have some contacts here and there, however, it might take some time.'' agreed Malfoy Sr.

''Thank you. I would be grateful. But can you not tell him about me? Make it look as if you want him for something. I will reveal myself to him then.'' Lucius nodded and excused himself to get to work on finding Lupin.

A/N: Wow guys! Longest chapter yet I think. What do you think? Let me know :) Thank you for all the favorites, follows and reviews!