Prologue
He hated it, hated the life he lived, hated the things he did. His existence had killed four people now. His parents, his godfather and Cedric. His life affected all those deaths. He didn't know what to do. So he ran. Packed up the few things he would need the most and left his aunt and uncles home. He neither knew nor cared where he was going to. He just needed to escape from the world of pain. He only took the essentials the few clothes he had, although oversized they still were clothes, his wand, his invisibility cloak and two hundred pounds which he had changed the last time he went to Gringotts bank. Neither his aunt nor uncle noticed the soft click of the front door shutting. Harry doubted they'd even notice he was gone until dinner had to be cooked. Harry smirked knowing that his family would be eating a take away tonight for none of the family could cook except him. His aunt Petunia could do something simple maybe but nothing to his standards. Once out the door he ran.
He didn't care, just did not care where he was heading as long as it was away from where he was. He knew he needed to train up on his skills but also knew Hogwarts would be no good for that. He would need to go somewhere completely different. Where he could learn to fight with both his wand and physically. He knew he needed to learn dark magic's and he knew he needed to know how to fight with swords and daggers. He had no idea where to go but he still continued to follow his feet.
When he finally stopped running, he noticed nothing around him looked familiar to him, he was surrounded by forest. He was wary of where he was. He'd never seen this place before and even though it looked like the forbidden forest he knew for sure that he could never have run to Scotland from his home in Surry.
Harry whilst looking around him tripped. 'Stupid human.'
"Shut up you idiot snake!" Harry hissed back towards where he'd heard the voice. He turned and went into a hard chest.
"I am no snake boy! I am a shifter!" Harry just stared. "Idiot boy, stop staring!" Harry looked everywhere but the shifter in front of him. The shifter sighed and muttered about his idiot lover insisting he picked up the child who he'd foreseen to come into these parts. "Follow me." Harry did as he was told. He asked no questions and reseved no answers. All was silent.
R/r Not my normal fic buuut I want to try it out, I will update suicide notes soon! Just so you know...
