A/N: Hi everyone! I would like to thank everyone for their reviews but a special thanks goes out to YaoiCookies87, SunshineAndDaisies, and Lightening-Elephant. The first three people to review on this chapter and snapped me out of thinking no one was gonna like the new chapter. 3 It was a huge help. And Lightening-Elephant... HUGE SMILE. :D Okay.. Enough of that on with the chapter... hope you all like it. Oh.. one more thing to clarify, my story will be more explained in time, it will NOT come immediately and if you think it will then stop reading now.

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"Mental Speech"

"Speech"

"Parseltongue"

Thoughts

"Flashback"

Draco perched on the edge of the white and silver marbled fountain, Harry on the other side. Both were silent for a moment. Not yet used to talking out loud. "Rin?" Draco questioned. Finally wondering why the slightly younger male asked him there, when he knew he had company.

"Mhm?" he mumbled back. Focusing on the dragonfly that landed on his leg, the deep sapphire wings shining in the sunlight.

"Why exactly did you ask me here? I thought you had said you had company today.." Draco spoke softly, trying to not startle Harry nor the dragonfly.

"Oh, well.. I don't know exactly, to be honest. I just got overwhelmed with some of the information I was given earlier, and wanted to calm down. I didn't want to be alone, but I didn't really want to be with anyone who was included in that conversation. Plus, you calmed me down rather well last time. I figured this time wouldn't be any different, sort of." Harry said slightly exasperated. Holding his hand out the dragonfly flew onto it, dancing around his fingers.

The blonde stared at the other male for a moment before nodding in acquisition. "I suppose that makes sense."

They both sat in silence for a while, just enjoying the others' presence and watching the on goings in the courtyard. There were quite a few creatures living in the small area. Though none seemed to be causing any harm to the grounds. There were several different types of flowers, and a small brook running through it.

Narcissi, lilies, roses, glory of the snow, hyacinth, and foxglove flowers decorated the area. Along with numerous trees and bushes. The most notable was the weeping willow tree that sat in the middle of the courtyard, reaching above the height of the manor. The drooping branches making a cocoon to hide anyone who entered past the foremost branches. Birds and other small creatures could be seen lurking in the shadows of the trees and bushes.

Aisling appeared suddenly, curling up around Harry's thigh. "Master, the dark one is already speaking of when he shall arrive. I am worried for your safety, he is very angry."

"Do not worry, Aya. I have no reason to fear him. Not anymore." His hisses almost silent even to the snake's keen ears.

Aya nodded in her snake way, and Harry sighed in content.

Eiri looked at Harry, sadness in his eyes, the only of his children that knew the entire truth about why he left them. Not many people knew that his children were either abuse victims or they were raised extremely sheltered. The abused ones were never as bad as his Harry. Harry was sheltered away from all things magical, and he already knew the darkness of this realm. No Dark Lord or any mother's love could change that.

He remembered the day he met the little brunette.

FLASH BACK

Eiri sneered as he walked down Privet Drive. It was nearing night time and it was pouring down rain. He had received a tip from one of his muggle contacts that there was a magical child living in one of the homes. One that had shown prospect as a sheltered victim, a supposed squib. Many purebloods abandoned their squib children. However, a little known fact was that some magical children hide their magic until they have been actively around beings with a more compatible magic core.

He looked at the wards surrounding the property, they were barely standing. Anyone with any experience in warding could take this one down. His eyes narrowed, feeling a powerful magical signature, though it felt drained. He walked around the house, not yet going through the wards. Opal eyes widened as his view of the back yard cleared.

Sitting by the shed was a small brunette, covered in bruises and naked from head to toe. He shivered as a cold gust of wind blew by him. He was trying to stay covered by the trees and the edge of the shed's roof. The small body trembling from the effort to not cry.

Eiri walked around the edge of the wards to where the boy sat. "Hello, young one," he spoke softly, trying not to startle the brunette.

Harry jumped and started rambling his head down. "Sorry, sir. I didn't t-think anyone would s-s-see me." His green eyes were wide in fear as they flickered between the man and the house.

"Calm down, child. I am not here to harm you, or to tell on you. How long have you been out here?" he glanced at the boy's head, dread settling in as he saw the lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

Harry's eyes glowed softly, and it looked as if he was having an inner war. "I'm not sure, sir," came the quiet reply.

Eiri pushed back the growl that was threatening to erupt. This was the treatment that the lords of this realm subjected their most powerful wizards to, if it was then it is revolting to say the least. "Calm yourself, it is alright. How would you like a blanket?" he carefully conjured a pack on his back and took out a fluffy black blanket. Without a wand, and wordlessly he spelled it with a heating charm and a water resistant charm.

Harry eyed it with wonder, reaching out to touch it, only to pull it back before touching it. His eyes steeled and he looked up at the white haired man. "What do you require for it, sir?"

Taken slightly aback, he frowned. None of his previous children had acted like this. "Just to speak with you, I would like some questions answers, if that is agreeable?" he questioned.

After mulling it over for a few moments, his need for warmth outweighed his ability to disagree. Tentatively, his tiny reached out for the blanket, eying the strange man warily. "Agreed."

Gently he handed the boy the blanket. "Back to my first question, please answer it honestly now. Then, your name, please?"

Suspicious green eyes stared at him, "Harry, sir." With the blanket fully wrapped around him his tremors slowed slightly.

Eiri's eyes froze over in anger, the opal color threatening and icy. "Child, what do you know of your heritage?" he asked simply. Hoping that this child at least knew of his heritage. Knew of the magical world.

"I have none." he stated matter-of-factly. His eyes glowing defiantly, daring Eiri to say different.

END FLASHBACK

Harry looked at Draco, wondering at the attraction his creature side had for the blonde. He really didn't understand most of what was going on. Maybe, I should visit the library again... he thought. His heart ached to know how everyone could do the things they had done to him, his logical side though squashed that, knowing that it didn't have anything to do with HIM. He continued to stare at the blonde contemplatively.

He looked slightly feminine, yet he knew that his domineering personality would always make up plenty for that. His eyes were of a mercurial blue, that swirled with his emotions. His skin was pale, but not unnaturally so. Draco's hands were those of a skilled piano players. Harry wondered if he would mind the comparison to a muggle instrument. And if the brunette looked hard enough he could see where the blonde also had the same slight markings as him, just fewer and farther apart than his own.

"Harry.." Draco spoke softly, so not to startle him. Watching the emerald eyes focus, he spoke again, "Maybe we ought to go inside, it smells like rain."

Harry nodded, carefully cradling Aya's body to him as he stood, and walked to the doorway.

Narcissa smiled softly, hesitation in her eyes, as she approached him. He had been sitting in the library for quite some time, alone. Doing nothing but staring into the fire. His eyes glossed over in darkness. The fire doing nothing to take away the shadows in his features. "Am I intruding?" she asked, sounding stronger than she felt at that moment.

Harry took a breath and sat back, gesturing with his arm to the seat next to him. He closed his eyes for a moment, basking in the feeling of the fire embracing him. "Do you know what I am, Narcissa?"

Narcissa stared, clearly taken aback by his question. "I believe I have an idea, yes."

"Well I will go ahead and push away any doubts you may have, seeing as your son is to be my full soul-bonded. I will start with the fact my kind is called a Cemrian. There's few left. We are made this from having two uncompatible creatures in our bloodlines, and having a positive match in the same realm. How they are determined for us is unknown. I, myself, am a mix of a dementor, vampire, dragon, fey, and a dark angel. The fey in me is actually one from a different realm, they are a cross-breed between a nymph, fey, and high elf. I have wings, and markings that mark me as a submissive." He paused, watching her closely, surprised slightly by her lack of reaction.

After nodding for several moments, she sat up a little straighter. "The only one that is a surprise is the dementor. They are not known for breeding outside their own kind. I am curious to know which of their powers, from each that you have received. Have you checked with Gringotts?" she queried.

"No, not yet. I was thinking of heading there within the next few days. I don't believe its of much consequence right at this very moment. Your son has at least three of these creatures, the bond will settle exactly which ones once it has been completed. Are you okay with this, ma'am? I may be of technical superior status, but you are still a lady that is deserving of respect." His hands gripped the edge of the chair a bit tighter, in anticipation.

The woman chuckled softly behind her hand, for a few seconds before giving up and laughing outright. "Harry, I am delighted that my Draco was to be chosen as your mate. I can think of no purer line for him to marry into. As I am sure you will both have beautiful children, someday also, it makes it so much easier." She let out a few more chuckles before righting herself, noticing Harry's blank look. "Did I say something wrong, dear?"

Speaking so softly, Narcissa strained to hear him, "Men can have children together?" he questioned. His knuckles white from clutching the arms of the chair.

Narcissa raised her perfectly groomed eyebrows, questioning him. "Well of course, why wouldn't they. Most require potions, however if you have enough of certain creatures in your bloodlines, then it is natural."

Harry's expression softened and he smiled brightly, "I will have a family of my own, one day." His eyes lightened, and he stood, offering a hand to Narcissa. "Shall we dine with the rest? No doubt, they are wondering where we are."

A/N: Soooooo... I'm just gonna stop trying to get chapters out on time. It's impossible, and just stresses me out, and makes me fudge up several times, which takes longer. I really hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Feel free to review. :) It makes me motivated. And finally as promised a little more information on Harry's creature status ;). There is a lot more to SEVERAL of those creatures though, you have been warned. Mwahahaha.