In the years before Nadil kidnapped the Dragon Queen and nearly killed the Dragon Lord, Lykouleon, there was a child. The boy was the spitting image of his father, with his mother's hair and eyes. He even inherited her Dragon Eyes.

However, that child was kidnapped when he was a month old, and sent away by the then minor demon Nadil.

His name was Deus, named after the Dragon Lord's dragon.

Two years after Nadil made the Dragon Queen Raseleane barren, the people mourned at the thought of the Dragon Lord's line ending. However that all changed one fateful day when a flash of light appeared in the castle.

Lykouleon looked at the child in the infirmary. He had been found a day ago, bleeding, bruise and completely unconscious from magical drain.

The fact he could breath easily proved he wasn't a demon.

However when he opened his eyes, Lykouleon's breath caught in his throat.

They were the purest emerald green he had ever seen. And they seemed so...empty.

It took the child a week to get used to the people in the castle, and a month before they found out he had Dragon Eyes.

They only figured that out when they saw how unpredictable his magic was, and someone actually noticed his green eyes changed color briefly.

They still had yet to name him.

"Aren't you a little darling?" said Raseleane.

The child smiled at her, despite the fact he was about to be turned into a living dress up doll.

"Lady Raseleane, there's something in the yard...it looks like an egg," said one of the maids.

The child lit up and immediately moved to get the egg.

"You want the egg?" said Raseleane.

The child nodded.

One of the maids retrieved it from the yard. The child held it as if it were a beloved toy. It was a pale pearl color and was very warm to the touch.

"What is it?" asked the maid.

"Dragon," said the child. It was the first word he spoke.

Outside there was Rath with Fire.

"Ah Rath! Come meet little Aeris," said Raseleane.

Rath was easily a year older than the new child.

Rath looked at the kid with interest. It was rare to see a child as young as him in the castle.

"R...ath?" said the boy.

"That's right, my name's Rath! And this is Fire and Crewger!" said the bright little boy.

"F...ire. Crew...ger..."

Rath beamed at the kid. Once he was properly dressed, Aeris took to following Rath around the castle like a little duckling.

"That child is unusual. He takes to magic like it's nothing," said Ruwalk.

"He uses wind magic like it's nothing. And what's with that egg?" said Kai-Stern, who was hiding from Alfeegi who was demanding expense reports...again.

"It's too big to be a normal animal, yet it doesn't have any demonic energy coming from it," said Ruwalk.

"It's not fairy either," said Lykouleon.

"And look at the way he follows Rath. It's strange," said Ruwalk.

"Maybe not. After all, Rath is the only child in the castle and he's about the same age. Why wouldn't Aeris stick around him?" said Lykouleon, ignoring the pain in his heart.

Raseleane loosing her ability to bear his child had struck them all. It was just another crushing blow after losing his son Deus to Nadil's foul plan.

Years have passed, and Aeris grew to be a fine fighter. He and Rath were inseparable, even after the incident in which the Renkin Wizard Kharl kidnapped Rath and turned him into the demon of Dusis.

Despite Kharl's best efforts otherwise, Aeris' strange other form stuck to Rath like a bad omen, though where Rath's form killed, Aeris' form healed.

He was the only one who knew the truth about Rath, and his fate.

The egg, which had appeared shortly after Aeris was found, never hatched. But it changed color shortly after the death of the Dragon Lord's dragon of Light, Deus. Where it had been a pearl color before, it was now silver.

Around that time, Aeris began carrying a single dagger on his person along with the egg, which never left his side.

This year, Aeris turns eleven...and a new adventure awaits him.

"What's Hogwarts?" said Aeris. It had been three years since Rath was turned into a demon, and out of the entire castle, Rath only trusted Aeris anymore.

What the Dragon tribe failed to realize was that the reason Kharl failed in keeping Aeris away was because no matter how many time he was killed, Aeris kept returning.

This was because Aeris' other form was that of a Light Phoenix, and like true phoenixes, he was immortal. Because of his young age, Aeris erased all memory of each death. All he knew was that he had to find Rath.

And Rath knew that his younger brother (as he called Aeris) had died multiple times just to stay with him.

"I have no idea," said Rath.

"Hogwarts? Never heard of it," said Kai-Stern.

Kai-Stern was the diplomat of the Dragon Court, and had been all over the kingdom. If he hadn't heard of this Hogwarts place, then perhaps it was a joke.

Over the next month, many owls appeared with similar letters. All of them address to Aeris, and some for Rath.

Eventually a great ball of flame appeared with matching letters, one for each boy.

It was resting on Aeris' shoulder, having immediately found a kindred spirit in the child. A phoenix could always recognize it's own after all.

"Aeris, why don't you explain for us?" said Lykouleon. Over the years he had viewed Aeris as his own missing son.

"He said his name is Fawkes, and that this Hogwarts place is for budding magic users to learn how to use their craft. We might even find some new fortunetellers there, apparently one of the classes is Divination."

"Is that all?" asked Alfeegi.

"He said that he could bring one of the teachers here to explain things properly, but it might take a while because he had to travel through dimensions to get here. According to him, the world he's from doesn't have a dragon or demon tribe, and faeries are a mockery of their true selves," said Aeris. He looked particularly annoyed with that knowledge.

They asked several questions, and Aeris played translator, sometimes interpreting the wording so loosely that Fawkes pecked him a few times on the head, or whacked him with his wing.

In all honesty it amused the others when the phoenix slapped him.

It vanished in a ball of flame and reappeared a week later with a stern looking woman wearing a rather...odd...outfit.

(One explanation of Hogwarts and a trip to Diagon with Lykouleon and Kai-Stern later...)

They couldn't believe how idiotic those people were. Branding others evil just because they weren't pure human? Making it harder for those cursed to gain employment because of a disease? It made them sick.

Still...perhaps this would be a good thing. Aeris had apparently figured out how to go between worlds thanks to a few tips from the Fire phoenix Fawkes, and so could transport them at will between the worlds.

And Rath might get a hobby that didn't involve demon-hunting and actually heal.

That was the only reason Lykouleon agreed to send them to that school. Besides, Rath would have Fire masqurading as his pet and Aeris would be taking Crewger. Under no circumstances were they to be put into separate houses. If worst came to worse, Aeris was the only one who would be able to calm Rath down to bring him home.

Aeris was bored. With the minor glamor Crewger had on him, most people didn't pay him any attention. Rath was taking a nap and Fire was snoring on his shoulder.

Aeris was reading something Lykouleon would have disapproved of, mostly because the book had been written by the same demon who killed him multiple times and turned Rath into his demon form.

It was the Demon Bible which detailed exactly how to create demons from scratch.

Aeris had a good reason for reading this. He knew eventually they would need an army, both in this world and their own. What better way to annoy the demons than to turn their own practices against them? Besides, he was bored and it was likely to be the only thing from his world that he would have any fun with.

He had a sudden chill, and his hand immediately brushed the dagger at his side. It had taken a great deal of convincing on Lykouleon's part to get McGonagall not to raise a fuss about Rath's sword and his dagger.

The fact he had no intention of using on the students helped his case.

The fact that she couldn't remove it even when she tried (as a demonstration mind you) also didn't hurt.

For reasons unknown to everyone but Aeris, the dagger could only be removed by him. And only he knew the true purpose of both the dagger and the egg itself.

They weren't important, and once their purpose was fulfilled they could be discarded. They were merely the vessels. The problem was getting the power inside of them to mature, which was why he had been given them. He was their caretaker.

He just couldn't wait to see the look on Lykouleon and the Dragon Court's faces when they found out that the Court had been complete the entire time. Unfortunately his dragon was still without form, and he needed a certain demon's blood to start the process.

The door opened, ruining his musings. A gangly red haired boy was obviously looking for someone and they didn't fit the bill. He closed the door and left. It opened again, this time there was a girl with a bushy mane. She was clearly looking for someone as well, and closed the door.

Aeris closed his book and put it in the satchel that he always carried that contained the egg.

Finally he started to drift off into a nap right as Rath woke up. They two had agreed to nap in shifts until they got this whole sorting mess over with.

He was floating. The place was black as pitch and he was the only light.

"Where am I?"

"You are dead kid. Sorry, but the gods seem to like messing with me too much," said a voice bluntly. The man looked like his father, only with green eyes and a lightning shaped scar.

"Who are you?"

"I'm an alternate version of you, one who has mastered death and got sick and tired of reliving the same damn scenarios. Hence why I let you die so that we could have this little chat."

"Why?"

"Because you don't belong here. Very few of these scenarios end well for us, and I want to change that. Which is why I am going to send you to your true parents along with some gifts. But first... Mort, get out here! You aren't dragging him off to where the Potters are waiting!" shouted the man.

"Harry," said the cloaked figure. He didn't sound too pleased.

"Death."

"You can't change things Potter. He will have to take the mantle of Death's Master as so many of your alternates have. His light can kill the Dark Lord."

"Yes, but I am proposing an alternate ending. One where he actually knows what the word love means and isn't a living weapon to an ungrateful people. One that will give the Headmaster a coronary once he realizes his plans are wrecked before they fully mature."

"Go on," said Death. As long as Harry wasn't trying to change his alternates fate too much he would be willing to play along.

"This child was taken from his true parents and forced into a shape that doesn't belong to him. I suggest sending him back with a few...additions to make things interesting."

"You wish to save the Knight? You know his fate do you not?"

"I know his fate. But I can't stand idly by while someone cries from that much betrayal and loneliness, you know that. He needs someone he can trust without question, if only so they can talk," said Harry.

"You'll be toeing a thin line,"Death warned.

"When have I ever cared about that? So what do you say Death? Shall we alter the fate of these two?"

"What the hell, I was getting bored watching things play out anyway. You have a deal...Master."

Death vanished without a trace. Harry picked up the tiny soul which had understood everything that had occurred up till now.

"Now that's dealt with, let's get started with the fun part. In my hand are three things. An egg, a dagger, and a connection to a certain power. Normally what you will receive in nearly two decades would only overtake any power I give you, but in this case it will merely amplify that natural quality. You, young Deus of Draqueen, are the new Wind Dragon Knight. Your parents are the current Dragon Lord Lykouleon and his now barren Queen Raseleane."

Harry held up each item.

"This egg is a vessel through which the Light Dragon will be reborn once his current body is used to save someone who will become very important to you. When the time is right you shall give that person this egg and it will hatch into a new form for the Light Dragon Deus.

"This dagger contains what is left of the Wind Dragon's soul. It will never leave your side, and it will never break. You will only be able to draw it in the presence of the blood of the original Wind Dragon. When you take it out, you must draw the blood of the demon who has consumed the Wind Dragon's original body and cut yourself to insure the connection between dragon and knight fully mature.

"And last but not least, the body of the phoenix. Normally you would be a dragon, due to your lineage. However events that are to come mean that you will need a more...eternal form, than that of a dragon. No matter how many times you die or are killed, you will burst into flames and return to your previous age within a few hours at most. Due to your nature, you shall become a Light phoenix, which is one of the rarer breeds. When the time comes, you will be able to assume this form and your original one at will."

"Why?" asked the tiny light that was Deus, soon to be named Aeris.

"Because I am sick and tired of my alternates living a hellish life thanks to abusive relatives. You're not the first one I've messed with, but I hope you will fair better than the rest did. The fates really hate my meddling, even if I am getting revenge for them ruining my life."

He snapped his fingers, as if remembering something.

"I almost forgot the best gift of all. When you turn five you will be able to change your appearance at will. That will hide the special qualities of your mother's eyes until you need them," said Harry.

"Thank you."

"All I've ever wanted was to give one of my incarnations a childhood. You just have one of the better chances than most."

Aeris woke up to Rath's shaking. He remembered the event shortly after his ability to shift forms had awakened.

Rath handed him one of the chocolates, and Aeris bit into it with relish. After a while they changed into the uniforms, both bored out of their mind.