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A.N.

saman007uk- thank you.

Skysong1-Thank you, and I try.

Hermionegreen- thanks, and I'm trying not to make you wait.

Solaris Isa- sounds like a very god picture, or at least an animated sequence. Thanks for the compliment.

TeamExtremeGurl- that's good. :)

ironic-humour- thank you. In general, I think demons are pretty cool.

Dragon-Revenge- thanks. And to your question, I'm rally not giving much away when I say obviously. He wouldn't be much of a supporting character if he dies/disappeared in the 14th chapter without accessing his powers.

Shortpuppy- it must be the pop. Anyway, thanks, and check out Blackened Sunrise by The Itch. Very good piece of darkfic.

A.M.bookworm247- Thanks, I'm not allowed on very much either, but sneaking around their backs is pretty easy. Anyway, Draco's dad does seem like a waste in the books, so I decided to take that a step farther. J

Willow26- thanks. I haven't heard of the book, but I think I'll have to check it out to make sure I'm not infringing on any copy write laws. Thanks for the heads up about that.

Lils- Allright. I know a lot of people brought this up, and I want to clarify. I was inspired by Blackened Sunrise to write a darkfic. I am trying to make the story not be a spinoff of Blackened Sunrise, but there is only so much I can work with.

Lets study the similar elements you've named, and see why I've included them

Merlin's runes- Merlinn's actually a famous wizard in Harry Potter, and in the ling Arthur ledgends, he is known for strange writings that hold power. I'm a fan of king Arthur ledgends, so that was my nod in this story towards that. I never planned for this part to be like blackened sunrise.
The collar- When you have a dangerous dog, and you want to keep him chained up, you put a coller on him. I realized that after I put the chapter with the coller up, that it seemed too much like BS. That was my mistake.
The way he's dragged back to school- Would you rather have him come peacefully, and revert back the nice, (mostly) polite, good student you knew form before? I know he was dragged back to school in BS, but if you have a story where Harry's a real rebel, he probably doesn't want o be be in school, so you have to drag him back.
His skipping a year- Technically, he hasn't come back to school for nearly 4 centuries, but let's try to work with 1 year now. Since we've all read the 5th Harry Potter book, we know Harry spends that year at school. Now, we know he has a temper problem in 5th year, so that sets him up perfectly to disappear during 6th year. Now, since you probably want to include other characters in the novel, he has to back at Hogwarts. No choice mate. If I had started this before the 5th book came out, I might have had some other way of pulling the story.
The growling- He only really growls in the 1st chapter, when he's just pulled into the school. I really don't know any other non violent way to express your anger.
The scaring- Of whom? The first years, or Draco and the rest of his peers? I really don't like little children, so scaring little kinds could be one of the sports I play. Draco and his peers, well, Harry has hated Draco for years, and if given the chance in the books, I think he'd gladly scare the hell out of him. The rest of his peers, well, if you have someone around who worries the teachers for some very secreative unknown reasons, I think most people would be scared.
The way he changed his curtains to gold and black 'cos he hated the redness- That I'm sorry about. I really wanted to have a nod towards BS since it was my inspiration.
Draco- Well, I do love Draco, and when he's all arragent in the book, I love him even more. If he gains all this new power, he'll become even more arragent, so that was my reasoning. Besides, Draco has proven himself a pretty strong wizard.
Their transformations: Draco's name is Dragon in latin. I really can turn him into anything else, can I? I mean, can you picture Draco turning into a horse or something? With Harry, he's not a fallen angel, he's a complete demon, and I forgot to refrence it brfore, but the demon was brought from somewhere else. It talked about how this boy who sounded a lot like harry could control demons, but his right hand man kinda looked like how I described Ker Erebus.
The insaneness- I never said that Harry or Draco was insane. I implied that Sirius was insane, but most escaped criminals are.
Sirius- What? That he knows about Harry? Sirius is the closest thing to a prent Harry really has, and living so long without one, he'd be more inclined than anyone else to tell Sirius everything.

Look. I'm really sorry if I seem to be writing a spinnoff of BS. I am trying to get the details of the story out so the differences can be more noticeable, but even with about 9 pages per chapter, it takes time.

Andromeda's kitty- thanks.

Shania Maxwell- thanks.

linky2- your math is absolutely correct. However, you forgot, Dead people= Fun. Harry + Powers = Fun. J

Pleased Review

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Usually, when you stay in the dark for some time, your eyes adjust, and you should at least be able to see your hand in front of your nose.

Well, in Malfoy's case, this did not apply.

He had been standing in pitch blackness for about 5 minutes, trying to find out exactly what he was supposed to do here, and what element he was chasing after. He wasn't sure if darkness was an element, and he was still trying to find a way to see something in the utter blackness, when he felt something warm in his chest pocket.

Reaching in, he pulled out the fire stone, and squinted to see it.

It was glowing faintly, so faintly that Draco could barely make it out in the dark, but he was at least able to see it.

If he focused his eyes really hard, he could make out a symbol on the stone, pulsing faintly in the darkness.

Gripping the stone in the hand, Draco was wishing he could find some light, when the stone started to glow a bit more brightly.

He was just starting to just make out the contours of his hand, when he remembered the old man's words about using the stones. He'd be sent to oblivion, for the rest of eternity.

Putting the stone back in his pocket he sat down on the floor, trying to figure out what happened, digging his fingernails into the wooden floor.

Wait. Wooden?

Getting on all fours in the dark, he asserted that, indeed, it was wooden.

Pulling out the dagger, he tried digging the edges of the blade into the floor, when suddenly, a light bulb flashed over his head.

Pulling out the fire stone, he concentrated on the faintly glowing symbol on the stone. The man said he couldn't use the stone, but the elements themselves were never mentioned.

Leaning heavily on his left hand and knees now, he placed the stone carefully on the floor; he started to carefully trace the symbol that he saw on the stone on the floor.

Every so often, he used his other hand to make sure he was tracing the symbol correctly, but he was making progress.

Finally, as he placed the last line into the floor, a fire suddenly blazed up on the floor, right along the lines he had carved into the floor.

Realizing that he could now see a bit in the dark, he started making a few more of the signs, intent on making the room brighter.

Finally, as he placed his 5th flare on the ground, an alter swam into his vision.

Rushing up to it, he quickly picked up the stone, rubbing his sore eyes.

Now, instead of the perpetual dark world, it was a world of light.

It was too bright to see anything, and he couldn't use his old trick, because even if he opened his a little, the light blinded him.

Setting himself down on the floor, Draco thought. How was he supposed to get out of this mess?

As he tried to think of a solution, he fingered the darkness stone he still had in his hands. As his fingers found the grooves of the symbol traced into the stone, Draco remembered something. In the room of darkness, the alter was in the room somewhere, but out of view in the blackness. If he threw something around the room, it would probably indicate where the alter was.

Reaching into his pockets, Draco searched for something suitable to throw. Finally, he found an empty glass jar from the potion he had been making with Potter. He must have dropped it into his pocket without knowing it.

Holding his breath, Draco gently tossed up, in front of him. As it clattered to the marble floor, Draco was thankful that it didn't shatter.

Walking over to where he heard it land, Draco leaned over, trying to pick up the jar, when his smashed his head against something very hard.

Gritting his teeth against the pain, Draco used his free hand to feel what he had hit. It was made from a gritty stone, unlike marble like the rest of the room, and it was layered as it got higher…

The alter!!

He had found it by sheer dumb luck.

He quickly reached up, grasping the stone, and was immediately transported to a strange cave, with strong drafts, but much less light. Opening his eyes cautiously, he checked to see what was around him. At the moment, nothing. At the very back of the cave, in a small circle of light, the final alter lay, its stone already glowing a soft purple.

Cautiously, he started towards the stone, not trusting the utter stillness of the cave.

As he advanced a few steps, a ghost popped out of the ground, and screamed in his face.

Draco was caught off guard for a couple of moments, but recovered quickly. Ghosts didn't scare him. The last element was probably spirit.

As he quickened his pace, more ghosts popped out of the ground, trying to scare him. It wasn't working.

As Draco broke into a run, trying to get to the alter as quickly as possible, a ghost popped out of the ground, but this one made his skid to a halt.

It was the ghost of his grandfather, Julius Ferdinand Malfoy.

Julius Malfoy wasn't like other Grandfathers. He was an avid supporter of the dark arts, and would be the equivalent of a military leader, the way he used to run the house hold when he was alive.

If there was anybody that Draco feared would come back from the dead, it was Julius Malfoy.

"You BOY!"

Julius's voice boomed out of the ghost, filling the cave.

Cringing, Draco tried to ignore the ghost, and move on, but it was pretty hard to do when there was a rotting face of someone familiar and hated in your face.

As Draco tried moving to the right, the ghost moved with him, screaming and cursing him to the seven circles of hell.

Finally, he tried to run through the ghost, but he realized this wasn't too smart considering this ghost was slight more soluble than the other ones.

Stepping back, he took a look at the situation.

He was about 7 steps from the alter, and completing the mission, his dead grandfather was screaming in his face, and he had run out of ideas.

He tried faking the ghost out, but it moved to fast for him. He tried moving around the ghost, but it blocked him. And, it was getting more solid by the moment. Soon, there was going to be a walking dead guy in front of him, strangling him to death.

Out of sheer frustration, Draco stooped over, picked up a rock, and threw it threw it threw the ghost.

It faltered in mid sentence, seemed to become a little less solid, and then continued on.

Ah. Draco had just found his way out of this hellhole.

Picking up more rocks, Draco started hurling them, one at a time, threw the ghost, slowly advancing towards the alter. Soon, Draco was close enough to just reach over and grab the stone…

And he was transported to the strange dimension, the one he had arrived in when he first came to this realm.

The old man was there also, and held out his hands for the seven stones.

As Draco handed them all over, the man nodded.

"You have proven yourself worthy, if not a bit slow. You deserve the powers of the mythic dragon."

The man tossed the stones up in the air, where they somehow managed to stay, suspended in the air. Then, muttering a few phrases in a language Draco hadn't heard of before, the called the names out of the elements.

They were said in some strange ethereal language, but Draco was able to understand him just fine.

"Fire, Water, Air, Earth, Darkness, Light, and Spirit. Grant your powers to this man, the one who has proven himself worthy of your blessings."

Suddenly, out of the seven stone, came a burst of light that flew into Draco, causing him to glow seven times in seven different colors.

When the last burst of light passed, the old man lowered his hands, the stones had all disappeared, and Draco felt strangely… empowered. He felt this strange sensation of mightiness.

The, told man spoke again.

"You must now go back to your mortal realm. Your teacher could be able to help you access the full powers of the mythic dragon."

Then, the old man disappeared in a flash, and Draco felt a tug around his neck, right where the necklace was, and he opened his eyes to his real world.

He had to blink a couple of time to get his bearings straight, but when he did, he saw a strange sight.

Harry was still sitting on the rock across from where he sat, but he was now talking to a rather large man, who seemed to have this strange demonic air around him.

When the two noticed that Draco was out of his stupor, they focused their attention on him.

"You completed the test?"

Harry asked as he accepted the medallion and the dagger back from Draco.

Draco nodded, slowly trying to get his legs to unbend. Apparently, he had been sitting for quite some time.

Then, Harry introduced the man.

"Draco, this is Luther, one of my former students. He's currently positioned in Durmstrang, keeping an eye on things down there."

Draco nodded, then addressed the man.

"You're a demon too, aren't you?"

Luther laughed.

"I see you can feel the ambiance of my demonic aurora."

Draco nodded, then looked from Luther to Harry, then back to Luther.

"You're not a Ker Erebus too, are you?"

Luther shook his head.

"I'm a less feared breed, but dangerous nevertheless. I'm something called Rhakashid. You want to see?"

Draco nodded. He had never heard of the Rhakashid before.

This man, when transformed, rippled for a moment, then changed.

Luther, too, was a winged demon.

Rhakashid was a humanoid bird-like demon. It stood at about 8 feet tall. Its head became like the head of a golden hawk. Luther's shoulders were now wide, and his arms became golden wings. In fact, most of the skin on his body became golden, if not feathery.

His feet were giant talons, and the nails on the talons were rather large. However, what distinguished him from other "humanoid birds" was the fact that he was 4 legged, and his back pair of legs were like that of a horse, almost like a bird like centaur.

His animal rump was too, golden, and his hooves in the back. He had a horse's tail, and every so often, it flicked.

Draco studied Luther.

"You don't look too dangerous."

Luther laughed.

"That's what they all say. But when you learn how to handle a bow with these wings, and when you can see how fast I can fly, you'll change your mind."

He changed back to his human form, and turned back to Harry.

"Anyway, I must go back. They will have started to miss me by now."

Harry nodded, and Luther apprated away.

Then, after Draco made sure he was able to walk, the two started back towards the castle again.

"So, what was your test?"

Harry asked, pocketing his wand, and handing back Draco's.

"I had to pass through elements. I was granted with their power when I passed."

Harry thought for a moment.

"Interesting. I know that the mythic dragons usually differ with the type and extent of their powers, but usually, most of them pass through more a psychic form of a test. I think your horntail from has something to do with it. I don't think that there were many who passed through the elements."

Sadly, Draco couldn't keep the words, "I'm Special!" out of his head.

As they neared Hogwarts, Draco had to insert the plug back into his ear. The pulses were stronger.

Harry must have noticed it too, for he started to jog towards the castle, motioning for Draco to follow.

They were running across the grounds, and turning, when…

Bam!

Harry crashed into Ron Weasley, who was just coming around the corner with Hermione.

Draco managed to skid to a halt just in time, but even he could feel that the signal had disappeared.

"Damn!"

Harry was defiantly pissed, and Ron and Hermione could see it.

They looked pretty scared, when Harry noticed their fear.

"Oh! It's not you. I just lost something I was chasing after."

Ron nodded, and he skirted around Harry, giving Draco a confused look when he stepped up to Harry's side without trying to start a fight.

Hermione followed Ron, also giving Draco the confused look, and as the two disappeared, Harry became thoughtful.

"That's the second time that pulsing's died down around Ron. There's something strange about this, but unless…"

Harry stopped in mid sentence.

"Why, what is it?"

Draco became curious. Harry seemed almost elated about the thought that made him stop in mid speech.

"Come. I want to see if my theory is right."

The two boys ran up to the library. On the way up, Draco noticed how fast he was going. He had thought he had been jogging, but when he blew past a couple of 6th years who looked amazed at their speed, he realized that his transformation had granted him speed.

The two slowed down before entering the library, and Harry lead Draco to the back of the library.

Harry started hunting though shelves of book on dark beings, when he suddenly pulled one out.

After reading a few pages rather quickly, he grew excited.

"Draco, read this."

Harry whispered as he handed to book to Draco.

Taking it from Harry, Draco started to read.

"Out of all the dark beings that exist in our realm, one of the most dangerous and the rarest is the Damned Demontine. Other names may include Lucky Vampire, Daemon 9.0, and the most common term, 7th of 7th. This last name refers to its situation, of being the 7th son of a 7th son.

Usually, when one is born, it is born as a normal witch or wizard. Later on in life, the mortal may have strange cravings for blood or pain. This is not the situation with all demontines.

Common belief is that when this 7th child is born, all of his or her elder siblings must be alive. This is not the case here. If all older siblings are alive when the baby's birth occurs, the child has the chance to become an acute psychic.

Many people also assume that the 7th son of a 7th son is a vampire. That belief is only half correct. Demontine is a merging of demonic and vampiric powers. Usually, they become much more powerful during the night, but they are still very powerful during the day.

There have only been a few demontines recorded throughout history. This is mostly due to the fact that many are not given the chance to access their powers. However, many of the ones who are able to access their powers go on murderous rampages, not allowing historians to write them into their history books."

It went on from there, but Draco stopped reading.

"So you think Weasley is this… demonic vampire?'

Harry nodded.

"There's only one more thing I have to check up before I can defiantly say yes. I need to find a Weasley family tree."

Hunting through the shelves again, they finally found a family tree in a book about old families from England.

As Harry leafed through the pages, trying to bet to more recent times, he noticed that most of the Weasleys had sons, who in turn, had more sons.

Finally, finding information on the current Weasley family, Harry looked over Arthur's family.

"All right, he was a 7th son. Now, for Ron."

He knew that Ron had 6 older brothers, but there was a chance that one may not have survived its childhood."

Finally, he found him. Percy's older brother. He was stillborn, and since many of the medics and hospitals had their hands full during Voldemort's reign of terror, Molly had been unable to get help when delivering her child.

Harry nodded to Draco while he put the book back on the shelves.

"So, what do we do now?"

Harry thought for a moment.

"Well, I'm going to have to train you up for a bit. We can't neglect the mythic dragon's powers for too long. When you're getting comfortable with those powers, we'll see about Ron. I think he's safe for a couple of months."

Draco nodded, and opened his mouth to say something, when, suddenly, he sneered.

"Stay out of my way Potter, if you know what's good for you."

Turning around, he stormed behind the shelves.

At the exact moment Draco had sneered, Dumbledore and Snape had appeared from behind Harry, looking for someone or something.

Luckily, Draco had been able o stay on guard, and put on an act. Snape would have freaked if he had found Draco calmly discussing the Weasley family with Harry Potter.

Just as Draco hoped, the two didn't bat an eye, and continued on their way, down the aisle.

After they had passed, Draco peeked out form behind the bookcase.

"Are they gone?"

Harry checked, then nodded,

"That was close. The collar drowns out Dumbledore's magic patterns, and Dumbledore drowns out Snape's, I can barely feel them when I'm concentrating on them. You better keep a sharp eye out for trouble from now on."

Draco nodded.

Harry placed the book back on the shelves, then checked his watch.

"All right, you can take the rest of the day doing whatever you want, just meet me in the forest again tomorrow at 6 am, and ware something you can move well in."

With that Harry turned, and left the library, heading for the owlery.

Draco just shrugged, then headed back towards his common room, to complete the rest of his homework while he had the time. Considering the amount of power he had to learn to control and use, he was going to be very busy for a long time.

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Easter Eggs.

Spirit being an element I got from the Wiccan religion where the pentagram stands for fire, water, air, earth, and spirit.

7 circles of hell, I think it was Dante from Inferno.

The Rhakashid was modeled after a centaur and a humanoid bird, also pulled from the golden eagle of Ra, the Egyptian sun god.

The 7th son of a 7th son was kind of a superstition where people believed the children had special powers or were vampires. I took both, and combined the two.

(Wouldn't Ron make a great badass?)

I forgot to mention this before, but Ker Erebus was inspired by a demon in a book. It's been awhile since I've read it, so I can't state where, but it was pretty kickass.