HELLO MY DEAR READERS. IF YOU ARE READING THIS, THEN YOU HAVE RELIZED THAT I HAVE POSTPONED HARRY POTTER ALONE AND POWERFUL. I HATE WHEN OTHER AUTHORS DO THIS, AND I HATE TO DO THIS TO YOU. BUT THE STORY LINE WILL BE DIFFERENT, AND I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE IT. IT GOES ALONG THE SAME LINE OF HARRY POTTER ALONE AND POWERFUL. THIS STORY STARTS WHEN HARRY IS EIGHT YEARS OLD. ALSO IF YOU HAVE SEEN THE MOVIE UNDERWORLD, THIS IS A CROSSOVER WITH IT. DONT LIKE I DONT READ IT.

SORRY ABOUT THE WAIT, BUT I CURRENTLY FRACTURED MY HAND, SO I HAVE BEEN UNABLE TO WRITE, THE UPDATES WILL BE COMING SOONER.

AUTHOR: hphotshot5

RATING: PG- 13

DISCLAIMER: Now do you really think if I owned any of the most wonderful Harry Potter: by J.K Rowling, that I would be writing on fanfiction. This is hers. The characters I use are hers with the exceptions of those that you do not relize which are from another movie. But for the sake of not ruining the surprise I cannot tell you who. If any authors out there, think that my story is a rip off of anothers then tell me so I can look over it and see it for myself. Any other similaraties are merely there, because we have the same ideas. Some o/c are going to be in the story and I have not yet decided on whether to make it slash or not. If you have any ideas on this story please tell me so that I may decided whether to add you idea or not.

Harry Potter and the Change of Life

'thinking'

"talking"

parseltongue

As Harry walked into the door of number four Privet Drive, he saw three people that were not happy to see him. They had a gleam in their eye. A gleam that he did not like.

"Ummm, hi," he muttered as he made his way to his cupboard, under the stairs.

"Potter," spat his Uncle Vernon, "your Aunt Petunia got a call today from your school. Saying that you were not particpating with the other children, and were instead inside working on your own activities. I have told you before that we will not stand for your freakishness, you bloody freak!"

By then he had known that he was in trouble. Vernons face was at level thirteen, while Aunt Petunias neck had reached a new height, and Dudley had a big smirk on his face.

"Then," said his Aunt, "she said that there might be something wrong at home. I had to cover for you, saying that you were still grieving for your parents. I will not cover for you again."

"Too right we won't," continued his Uncle, "wew have given you a room, clothes, food, all out of the goodness of our hearts, and this is how you repay else. Well no more. You go to your cupboard, and await your punishment, freak."

Harry fumed silently, but went to his cupboard, and lay there thinking of what his punishment mught be. A half an hour later his cousin opened the door.

"Hey freak, mum and dad want you in the kitchen."

As he walked out of the cupboard Dudley tripped him, then stepped on his hands. Then continued to walk in the kitchen. As Harry followed quickly he felt that more would be coming his way.

He saw 'his family' and knew what was to happen. It happened quickly. Vernon punched him in his stomach, while Petunia hit him with a frying pan over his head. While Dudley stood there laughing. Blood splattered on his face, and all over the floor. This seemed to anger his so called family, and the beating got worse.

The bad news was that they never let me fall unconscious. But the pain was to poweful. But then it stopped. He looked up through puffed up eyes, to see his cousin walking towards him with a knife, and sliced the word freak on his forhead.

As all of this was happening, he had not noticed that he was screaming his head off. But that was finished quickly as Vernon taped his mouth shut.

As they were all sweaty with blood on them, they went to wash up. As they were gone, a lone figure aproached Harry. His eyes were black, and anger were writen through his eyes. He picked up the beaten boy and went to his car.

'The Dursleys will get whats coming to them. I promise Harry. But first let us go home. my home. Your new home. I am going to need to call Selene and see what see can do. I know that her sister went to Beauxbatons, and was had graduated from Durmstrang. But why doesn't shedo magic.I wonder...?'

As they reached his small home, he carried Harry inside, and set him on his bed, to rest. He went to the living room, and through some connection powder in the fire place. He stuck his head in and spoke the words that would hopefully help the poor boy.

"Selene and Michaels Place."

The fire grew and consumed his head. He felt a swirling motion, and soon saw his living room.

"Selene," he yelled, "we have a problem."

His wife came rushing down to see what the problem was.

"Yes, michael, what is the problem."

"You know the boy that I keep telling you about."

"Yes, the smart one. What about him?"

"He is in my room right now. I went to deliver some homework that he had forgotten, and found that his family had beaten him. So I transformed and bought him back here."

Selene went from serious to angry within seconds. If you looked closely her eyes had flashed a bright blue, for a few seconds before going back to there usual hazal.

"I'm coming through. If this is serious I do not know if I can help him. I can only do muggle medical until I get a vampire wand."

"Why is that?"

"Because wizard and witchs wands are made of wood. But the wood that they use are highly dangerous. Even coming in contact with one can be deadly if held for a longperiod of time."

"Ok, why don't you bring Rhiannon. Once he wakes up, I am sure that he could use some company."

"O.K, but I need to have a look at him first. If he needs more treatment then I will have to go on a brief supply run."

"What kind of supplies do you need, I can probably get them for you?"

"No, I need to go to the vampire district, in "Knockturn Alley", so I can get my wand. Rhiannon is coming through now, then I will be shortly after."

With that said the young girl fell through and was caught by Michael, her dad. Soon after another lady fell through. But with pale skin and dark hair she looked different then her daughter. Rhiannon had light brown skin, that looked like she had just finished baking cookies, and had lite flower all over her body. She had a rare skin type, and looked very pretty for a eight year old. Her hair was black like her mothers, but here eyes were a chocolate-caramel brown like her mothers. She was fairly tall for her age reaching 5'4 and was growing at a alarming rate.

"Now," said Selene, "were is the boy, Michael?"

"This way, dear. He may still be sleeping though."

"That is alright, I can still take a look to see if I need to go shopping."

As they walked in the room, Selene took a look at the boy. She lifted his bangs and gasped and what she saw.Suddenly her face grew serious.

"Michael, take Rhiannon, and the boy back to the house, stay quiet, if anyone knocks do not answer it. Only allow floo, and only if the password is accepted."

With that said, her eyes turned a bright blue, her fangs grew in length and she disappeard into the floo channel.

'What in the world would make, Selene, act like that. Oh well we better get going.'

With Rhiannon at his side and clothes packed they made their way home, to the underground basement, where they were the safest until his wife came home.

I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THE CHAPTER. IF NOT TELL ME WHY SO I CAN FIX ANYTHING. I AM REALLY ENJOYING THIS STORY, AND THE PLOT IS COMING TOGETHER REALLY QUICK. THE ONE PART OF THE CHAPTER THAT I DID NOT LIKE WAS THE ABUSE, I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO WRITE IT. IF SOMEONE OUT THERE WOULD LIKE TO HELP ME OUT I WOULD BE GRATFUL. ALSO AS FOR THE DELAY, THAT IS ENTIRELY MY FAULT. I WAS PLAYING SOME BASKETBALL AND BROKE MY HAND. SO I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON THIS CHAPTER FOR QUITE AWHILE, ABOUT TWO, THREE DAYS. EVEN THOUGH IT IS NOT LONG IT HURT LIKE HELL. ANYWAY I STILL NEED A BETA READER. AND I HAVE A VOTE WHO ALL WANTS HARRY/FEMALE HARRY/MALE. THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN AND REMEMBER TO ALWAYS READ AND REVIEW.

HPHOTSHOT5