Harry walked into town, a basket on his arm. He was a small man, lithe, with hips slightly like a females. He had bright green eyes and full red lips. His pale skin flowed beautifully over his delicate bones and his long raven hair was pulled back in a ponytail at the base of his neck. To all, he was beautiful.
"Bonjour." He said to a passing person.
"Bonjour." The person replied. Harry headed for the book shop, greeting people on his way. He made his way to the book shop where he was greeted by the kindly old book keeper, Albus.
"Ah, Bonjour Harry." The old man said.
"Bonjour, Mr. Dumbledore."
"How are you today?"
"Fine, I've come to return your book." Albus was shocked.
"But you just got that book yesterday!" He cried.
"I know! And I couldn't put it down!" Albus laughed.
"You're such a book worm." Harry smiled and explored the shelves.
"Got anything new in?"
"No since yesterday."
"That's alright; I'll borrow...this one!" He said, grabbing a book from the bookshelf.
"That one! But you've read it twice!"
"I know! But I love it so much!" Albus laughed and put his arm around the young man's shoulder.
"If you like it that much, it's yours." Harry spun around to face the grand-fatherly old man.
"But sir!"
"No I insist."
"Thank you!" Harry said and hugged him, then left the shop. He opened the book and began to read. Just then Draco Malfoy, the town's biggest hunk, came out of the gun shop. He strode down the street passing Harry's three siblings, Pansy, Blaise and Lavender. They swooned as he passed.
"Oh he's so gorgeous!" Draco ignored them and walked strait up to Harry.
"Good Morning, Harry." He said in a smooth voice. Harry lowered the book and turned around.
"Bonjour, Draco." Draco gazed over Harry's shoulder.
"What are you reading?"
"It's called a book." Harry said. Draco plucked the book from Harry's fingers and skimmed threw it.
"I've read this before. It's a piece of junk." Harry snatched the book back and made to leave but Draco grabbed his arm.
"Hey, Harry. I was just wondering, what with all the rumors going around town, is it true that you're a carrier?" Harry gasped. No one was supposed to know that. Since the population had decreased so much, the God and Goddess selected a few males to be able to bear children. Harry was one of them. A carrier, as they where called.
"And if it is, Draco? What of it?" Harry snapped.
"Oh, nothing." Draco said.
"I have to get home. My father needs help." Draco's lackey Goyle came up beside him.
"That old coot? He needs all the help he can get!" Draco and Goyle began to laugh.
"Don't talk about my father that way!" Harry cried.
"Yea!" Draco said, covering his mistake. "Don't talk about her father that way!"
"My fathers a genius!" Just then their was a loud explosion from behind them, coming from Harry's house. Harry let out a yell and ran toward his house.
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James Potter stood in his basement covered in soot. Harry came running in and went straight for the first aid kit.
"Oh, Papa. What are you making?"
"I was trying to make our carriage so it didn't need horses." Harry giggled.
"Oh, by the way Papa. The man down by the docks said you have some money from a shipment in Surrey."
James smiled and clapped his hands.
"Fantastic! I'll go tonight!" Harry laughed.
"I'll go pack you some food." He said and ran into the house with James on his tail.
"Papa..." Harry said as he placed some bread in a bag. "Do you think I'm odd?"
"Of course not." James said. "Why?"
"Oh, no reason...I just don't think I fit in. There's no one I can talk to."
"What about that Draco fellow? He's a handsome fellow."
"He's handsome alright. And rude and conceited and...oh Papa, he's not for me."
"Don't worry, you'll find someone."
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James Potter kissed his son on the forehead and hopped into his carriage.
"Is there anything you want from town, Harry?" he asked. Harry thought a moment then said,
"A red rose." James smiled.
"That's all? No new clothes or…"
"No, papa. Just a red rose." James nodded and snapped the reins. The horses galloped off, leaving Harry alone. Harry went inside and began to clean the house.
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James started back toward his house, just as poor as when he left. He had used all the money to pay off debts and get some new clothes for Harry and himself. Just when he thought it couldn't get worse, it began to storm. He came to a large castle suddenly. He put his horses in the stables and went in.
"Hello?" James called. "Hello, is anybody there?" He got no answer. James decided to
go to the sitting room where he saw a fire. Next to a cushy chair was a tables with a plate of food. He sat down and began to ate, thinking he'd pay for the food if someone was angry. When he finished he laid down on the couch and fell asleep. Later he awoke to the sound of some people talking. He opened his eyes to see a candelabra and a clock talking.
"Sirius! Don't touch him!" The clock said. "You know that master will be furious if he finds him here!"
"Oh hush, Lucius!" the Candelabra said. James sat up and stared at the two.
"Uhm....good 'morrow." He said.
"Ah! Good 'Morrow, monsieur. How are you feeling today?" The Candelabra asked.
"Fine."
"Good! My name is Sirius and my paranoid friend over there is Lucius." He pointed to the clock.
"I'm not paranoid!" Lucius protested.
"Shut up. Yes you are."
"I'm James Potter."
"Greetings! I hope that you were well provided for last night!"
"Yes I was."
"Good and..." just then their was an earsplitting roar and down the stairs raced a tremendous beast. To say it's height was great would be the understatement of the century. It was mammoth, with snow white fur covering it's entire body. Large hands with sharp nails, horns coming from the top of its head and long fangs protruding from its upper lip. It's body rippled with muscles and it's very aura suggested immense physical strength. It's eyes were a deep crimson, the only feature on it that showed true humane beauty. James stared at the creature terrified.
"Your majesty!" Sirius cried.
"What's he doing here!?" the thing snarled.
"Well, you see master...he lost his way and......" The monster roared.
"So you thought to give him a place here without my permission?"
"We thought it might help you master..."
"I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" The beast pounced on James and dragged him off to the dungeons.
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Harry looked up from his reading as he heard the door bell ring. Before he could touch the handle the door was pushed open and Draco came in and grabbed Harry around the waist.
"Why, Draco!" Harry said as a blush crept along his pale cheeks. "What a surprise."
"I know." Draco said. "I'm just full of surprises. You know, I'm sure there isn't any one in town who wouldn't love to be in your shoes."
"Why's that. I'm not aware of anything special about my life."
"Oh, yes. This is the day your dreams come true." Harry pulled himself from Draco's grasp.
"What would you know about my dreams."
"Plenty! Picture this. A little lodge out in the woods. My latest kill, roasting on the fire. You sitting there, watching the little ones play with the dogs. We'll have six or seven."
"Dogs?" Draco smiled evilly.
"No...children..."
"GET OUT NOW!" Draco, faked a looked of hurt.
"I'll go now. But I'll be back later, my fallen angel."
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James Potter rode home with a gloomy heart. He had made a deal with the beast. That either he would send his beautiful Son Harry or return to the castle himself. Of course he would not give his son to the beast. So in a week, he would return to the beast and hope Harry was well off. Maybe he would marry that Draco fellow, or something.
His carriage stopped at his stables and he unhooked the horses.
"Harry!" he cried. "I'm home, love!" Harry came running out of the house and threw himself in James' arms, sobbing.
"Harry? What's wrong, my angel?"
"Draco knows father!" Harry sobbed. "He knows I'm a Carrier!" Harry spilled out the days events to his father, who listened quietly.
"Oh, Son. It's not that bad!"
"Yes it is! I don't want that pig to touch me, Papa!" James soothed his son.
"Okay, love. He won't touch you. You can move far away from here."
"What of you, Papa?"
"Well.....you see, Harry, I have made a grave mistake. I angered a monster that lives in a castle and in a weeks time, I must return to him forever."
"No Papa!"
"That was the deal. Either you or I, return to him."
"Then I will!"
"No!"
"But Papa..."
"No, Harry!"
"Then can I at least go to the castle with you to tell you bye?" James' expression softened.
"Of course, love."
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DHMB: sorry if that chapter was kinda rushed! It was my muses fault! Blame him! *points to furry creature behind her with floppy ears and feathered wings.* If you guys haven't guessed already this is a slash! My fav couple is Harry and Tom. It's just so cool! Light and Dark....romantic. *sighs* Oh...muses fault again!
"Bonjour." He said to a passing person.
"Bonjour." The person replied. Harry headed for the book shop, greeting people on his way. He made his way to the book shop where he was greeted by the kindly old book keeper, Albus.
"Ah, Bonjour Harry." The old man said.
"Bonjour, Mr. Dumbledore."
"How are you today?"
"Fine, I've come to return your book." Albus was shocked.
"But you just got that book yesterday!" He cried.
"I know! And I couldn't put it down!" Albus laughed.
"You're such a book worm." Harry smiled and explored the shelves.
"Got anything new in?"
"No since yesterday."
"That's alright; I'll borrow...this one!" He said, grabbing a book from the bookshelf.
"That one! But you've read it twice!"
"I know! But I love it so much!" Albus laughed and put his arm around the young man's shoulder.
"If you like it that much, it's yours." Harry spun around to face the grand-fatherly old man.
"But sir!"
"No I insist."
"Thank you!" Harry said and hugged him, then left the shop. He opened the book and began to read. Just then Draco Malfoy, the town's biggest hunk, came out of the gun shop. He strode down the street passing Harry's three siblings, Pansy, Blaise and Lavender. They swooned as he passed.
"Oh he's so gorgeous!" Draco ignored them and walked strait up to Harry.
"Good Morning, Harry." He said in a smooth voice. Harry lowered the book and turned around.
"Bonjour, Draco." Draco gazed over Harry's shoulder.
"What are you reading?"
"It's called a book." Harry said. Draco plucked the book from Harry's fingers and skimmed threw it.
"I've read this before. It's a piece of junk." Harry snatched the book back and made to leave but Draco grabbed his arm.
"Hey, Harry. I was just wondering, what with all the rumors going around town, is it true that you're a carrier?" Harry gasped. No one was supposed to know that. Since the population had decreased so much, the God and Goddess selected a few males to be able to bear children. Harry was one of them. A carrier, as they where called.
"And if it is, Draco? What of it?" Harry snapped.
"Oh, nothing." Draco said.
"I have to get home. My father needs help." Draco's lackey Goyle came up beside him.
"That old coot? He needs all the help he can get!" Draco and Goyle began to laugh.
"Don't talk about my father that way!" Harry cried.
"Yea!" Draco said, covering his mistake. "Don't talk about her father that way!"
"My fathers a genius!" Just then their was a loud explosion from behind them, coming from Harry's house. Harry let out a yell and ran toward his house.
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James Potter stood in his basement covered in soot. Harry came running in and went straight for the first aid kit.
"Oh, Papa. What are you making?"
"I was trying to make our carriage so it didn't need horses." Harry giggled.
"Oh, by the way Papa. The man down by the docks said you have some money from a shipment in Surrey."
James smiled and clapped his hands.
"Fantastic! I'll go tonight!" Harry laughed.
"I'll go pack you some food." He said and ran into the house with James on his tail.
"Papa..." Harry said as he placed some bread in a bag. "Do you think I'm odd?"
"Of course not." James said. "Why?"
"Oh, no reason...I just don't think I fit in. There's no one I can talk to."
"What about that Draco fellow? He's a handsome fellow."
"He's handsome alright. And rude and conceited and...oh Papa, he's not for me."
"Don't worry, you'll find someone."
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James Potter kissed his son on the forehead and hopped into his carriage.
"Is there anything you want from town, Harry?" he asked. Harry thought a moment then said,
"A red rose." James smiled.
"That's all? No new clothes or…"
"No, papa. Just a red rose." James nodded and snapped the reins. The horses galloped off, leaving Harry alone. Harry went inside and began to clean the house.
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James started back toward his house, just as poor as when he left. He had used all the money to pay off debts and get some new clothes for Harry and himself. Just when he thought it couldn't get worse, it began to storm. He came to a large castle suddenly. He put his horses in the stables and went in.
"Hello?" James called. "Hello, is anybody there?" He got no answer. James decided to
go to the sitting room where he saw a fire. Next to a cushy chair was a tables with a plate of food. He sat down and began to ate, thinking he'd pay for the food if someone was angry. When he finished he laid down on the couch and fell asleep. Later he awoke to the sound of some people talking. He opened his eyes to see a candelabra and a clock talking.
"Sirius! Don't touch him!" The clock said. "You know that master will be furious if he finds him here!"
"Oh hush, Lucius!" the Candelabra said. James sat up and stared at the two.
"Uhm....good 'morrow." He said.
"Ah! Good 'Morrow, monsieur. How are you feeling today?" The Candelabra asked.
"Fine."
"Good! My name is Sirius and my paranoid friend over there is Lucius." He pointed to the clock.
"I'm not paranoid!" Lucius protested.
"Shut up. Yes you are."
"I'm James Potter."
"Greetings! I hope that you were well provided for last night!"
"Yes I was."
"Good and..." just then their was an earsplitting roar and down the stairs raced a tremendous beast. To say it's height was great would be the understatement of the century. It was mammoth, with snow white fur covering it's entire body. Large hands with sharp nails, horns coming from the top of its head and long fangs protruding from its upper lip. It's body rippled with muscles and it's very aura suggested immense physical strength. It's eyes were a deep crimson, the only feature on it that showed true humane beauty. James stared at the creature terrified.
"Your majesty!" Sirius cried.
"What's he doing here!?" the thing snarled.
"Well, you see master...he lost his way and......" The monster roared.
"So you thought to give him a place here without my permission?"
"We thought it might help you master..."
"I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" The beast pounced on James and dragged him off to the dungeons.
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Harry looked up from his reading as he heard the door bell ring. Before he could touch the handle the door was pushed open and Draco came in and grabbed Harry around the waist.
"Why, Draco!" Harry said as a blush crept along his pale cheeks. "What a surprise."
"I know." Draco said. "I'm just full of surprises. You know, I'm sure there isn't any one in town who wouldn't love to be in your shoes."
"Why's that. I'm not aware of anything special about my life."
"Oh, yes. This is the day your dreams come true." Harry pulled himself from Draco's grasp.
"What would you know about my dreams."
"Plenty! Picture this. A little lodge out in the woods. My latest kill, roasting on the fire. You sitting there, watching the little ones play with the dogs. We'll have six or seven."
"Dogs?" Draco smiled evilly.
"No...children..."
"GET OUT NOW!" Draco, faked a looked of hurt.
"I'll go now. But I'll be back later, my fallen angel."
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James Potter rode home with a gloomy heart. He had made a deal with the beast. That either he would send his beautiful Son Harry or return to the castle himself. Of course he would not give his son to the beast. So in a week, he would return to the beast and hope Harry was well off. Maybe he would marry that Draco fellow, or something.
His carriage stopped at his stables and he unhooked the horses.
"Harry!" he cried. "I'm home, love!" Harry came running out of the house and threw himself in James' arms, sobbing.
"Harry? What's wrong, my angel?"
"Draco knows father!" Harry sobbed. "He knows I'm a Carrier!" Harry spilled out the days events to his father, who listened quietly.
"Oh, Son. It's not that bad!"
"Yes it is! I don't want that pig to touch me, Papa!" James soothed his son.
"Okay, love. He won't touch you. You can move far away from here."
"What of you, Papa?"
"Well.....you see, Harry, I have made a grave mistake. I angered a monster that lives in a castle and in a weeks time, I must return to him forever."
"No Papa!"
"That was the deal. Either you or I, return to him."
"Then I will!"
"No!"
"But Papa..."
"No, Harry!"
"Then can I at least go to the castle with you to tell you bye?" James' expression softened.
"Of course, love."
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DHMB: sorry if that chapter was kinda rushed! It was my muses fault! Blame him! *points to furry creature behind her with floppy ears and feathered wings.* If you guys haven't guessed already this is a slash! My fav couple is Harry and Tom. It's just so cool! Light and Dark....romantic. *sighs* Oh...muses fault again!