Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter; it all belongs to J.K Rowling.

Summary: He doesn't know what to think. She doesn't know what to say. They don't know what to do. So what does a couple bottles of Firewhisky, a shoot glass and a bed have to do with it? There're about to find out.

"Blah" – speaking

'Blah' – thoughts or what ever they seem useful for.

Last Chapter

Far away from Grimmauld Palace the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts started to glow a soft blue and green. This site was not seen by the only two residents of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the two residents were either asleep (Albus Dumbledore) or searching though thick volumes of books in hope of finding someway to help the suffering teenage boy, asleep in the protective arms of his lover, and curing the boy (Madam Pomfrey).

Neither did they notice that ball of fire that took the form of a leopard about to jump on its pray coming out of the tops of the trees with birds flying as far away as they could as a castle, hidden for many years started to come into view but disappeared just as quick as it had came.

Three days had past since Madam Pomfrey had left and had been looking though all medical records she could get her hands on, on the Potters but no matter how much she looked though the Potter medical history, she couldn't find anything that would add up to the symptoms that Harry had. Not even the Even's medical history had anything like this in it.

When she wasn't looking over the medical records, she was at Grimmauld checking over Harry, and also making sure Tonks didn't have her hands full. She had been over on three separate occasions and all three occasions she would see Harry and Tonks either sleeping in bed together with Harry in Tonks' arms or Tonks by Harry's bed side with a glass of water and also a basin of water and a face washer to keep Harry cool.

Madam Pomfrey was getting worried. No matter what they did, nothing seemed to be helping Harry. If anything, he was getting worse. Madam Pomfrey sighed and looked at her desk that had files, paper and books everywhere, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a book in the bookcase that she had overlooked. She got up and pulled it out. The book was blood red but the spine of the book and the title of the book were done in gold. It was a fairly thin book but Madam Pomfrey was certain that this book held the answers to her questions.

Magical Blood

Madam Pomfrey stared at the cover for a minute before opening it up to the contents.

Chapter 1: Introduction

Chapter 2: Blood of the Night (What types of blood there are and what they are)

Chapter 3: Types of blood (that cause certain reactions)

Chapter 4: Understanding how to help, Understanding the impossible

"I should read all of it" She mumbled to herself as she quickly flicked to chapter 3 "But I don't have time. I must fid a way to help Mr. Potter". Once she got to the start of chapter 3, she braced herself for what she might read.

Types of blood (that cause certain reactions)

There are 6 different types of blood in this world. Human, Demon, Elf, Dwarf, Giant and Shadow. When these bloods are mixed, it is then impossible for the blood to ever die, if anything it shall get stronger in each and every heir that is born. There are only 3 bloods that can be safely mixed with each other Human, Giant and Elf. Take for instance this, if the blood of the Shadow and the Giant were to be mixed then, not only would the child/children die but so would the parents. It is very rare, if at all, that if any blood but the 3 previously mentioned to be mixed and the parents and child/children not to be killed 3 months after the birth of the child/children. Though, there have been reported cases where it seems that if Human blood is mixed with any other blood (Demon, Dwarf and Shadow) that the child/children would live, but the parents may not. It is a 50/50 chance that the parents would live, but for the parents to live, they must be there at their child/children's second birthday.

Madam Pomfrey stopped reading there for a moment. 'It wasn't possible...was it?' Madam Pomfrey asked herself. 'The Potters have only ever been Pureblood, in not only wizarding blood but also Human blood. And what the hell is Shadow blood!?' More questions kept popping up into her head as she started to read on.

When Human blood is mixed with any other blood, when it is time for coming of age for the other blood (Demon, Elf, Dwarf, Giant and Shadow) that blood will take control. 95 of the Human characteristics will go and be replaced by the other species looks.

For the Demon blood to take affect (for the coming of age) they start to change at the age of 13.

Madam Pomfrey quickly skimmed over it all till she came to the Shadow blood. She didn't know why, but she had a feeling that this was what was happening to Harry, that he somehow how Shadow blood in him. What ever Shadow blood was.

Shadow blood. The rarest blood to ever make itself known to the mortal world. The only way for Shadow blood to be passed on, is through Humans. The start of the Shadow over ruling the Human blood begins when the person is 16 years old. They will have the following symptoms:

Dizziness

High Fever

Pain cursing through their body

Addiction to either smoking, drinking or drugs

For more information on the Shadow species, refer to the self updating books:

Blood on your Hands – by Alice Longbottom (A/N: I'm not sure if the books mention her maiden name, so just stick with that ;) )

Living in the Shadows – Lily Evens-Potter

Shadows of our Lives – Andrew Savour

Madam Pomfrey quickly wrote down the names of the books that held more information on the Shadow species, while pushing down the thought that two of the people who wrote the books could only be Shadows themselves.

Madam Pomfrey stared at the contents page of Living in the Shadows, this book, just from the contents page, told Madam Pomfrey everything she needed to know.

Harold James Potter was a Shadow.

Tonks wrapped her arms tighter around Harry as he began to shake as another bout of pain went through his body.

"Tonks" Harry whispered hoarsely "What...What's happening to me?"

Tonks looked down at Harry and run a hand through his hair and leaned down and kissed his forehead softly.

"I don't know Harry. I don't know"

A/N: looks left, then right. Steps out of a hidden corner somewhere Well, would ya look at that, I got a chapter out go me! goes a lil gij...right well..ok, I'm a bit hyped up at the moment as I'm sure you can tell. But here is a chapter for you all and I do hope you enjoy it, since this is my longest chapter yet 1,224 words...including AN...but that dun matter ;).

Thank-you to eveyr1 who reviewed this story and gave me inspiration to continue it. I'm sorry to every1 who was reading my other story 'Run Away' but I just couldn't continue writing that story. I'm going to go over and write a better version of it anyway so hopefully that'll be better then the last 1 :P.

Till next chapter!

Cheers!

Fire

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