A/N: This story is what you might call AU since it is set in the future. Also this story contains SLASH! If you don't like that sort of thing I suggest you leave now because in later chapters there will be a couple M/M pairings. And last but not least, I apologize for any mistakes in the story. Tell me and I will correct them as best I can, but sorry I'm human!

Disclaimer: All character which you recognize belong to Ms. J.K. Rowling and not myself. Got it?

Chapter 1: The Hogwarts Express

1997: Hogwarts

Sharp white teeth worried a cheery red lip as green eyes dulled with pain. Lowering his eyes to the floor the boy surrendered to the silence his question had brought. Another boy, with stormy grey eyes brought his hand to his cheek and softly tilted his chin up. With a sad look he answered the question.

"Yes, I will marry Pansy. You know there's nothing I can do about it. She wants me, and as Lucius is out of favor, I either marry her or I die." At those words the green eyed boy's face crumbled and silent tears ran down his tanned cheeks. Deep pain flashed across the face of the grey eyed boy as he gathered the other into a firm embrace. Running his hand through his hair he buried his face in the green eyed boy's neck. Wishing he could stay there forever and knowing that he couldn't.

"Harry, please don't cry. God, I love you. Please don't cry." The grey eyed boy murmured into Harry's neck.

"I can't help it. I don't want to let you go. I love you too much, Draco." Harry clung to Draco as if his life depended on it, not only his heart. They stood there for a few moments. Time lost all meaning as they held each other. They both knew that this would be the last time. After all, they were graduating from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry tomorrow. Draco slowly pulled away and studied Harry's tear stained face. Taking his face in his hand's Draco tenderly pressed his lips to Harry's. Harry immediately responded and wound his hands around Draco's neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. As they kissed deeper and deeper their hands began wandering. Harry ran his hands firmly down Draco's side until they reached his arse. Taking the lead Harry grabbed Draco and hauled him up so his legs were around his waist. They both groaned into each other's mouths at the sudden groin contact. Draco broke the kiss to run hot fiery kisses interrupted with bites up and down Harry's neck. Harry moaned at the pleasure and pain mixed together.

"Draco!" he gasped as Draco began rocking their hips together. Grey eyes, filled with lust and love, met glittering green eyes. They surged together as one and lost themselves in one another. They whispered I love yous over and over again as they slowly lowered them selves to the ground. In the moonlit room they gave into a love they wanted last forever, but never could.

2016: London King's Cross Station

Marcus Evan Potter looked around the train station with wonderment. He'd never actually been on a train, even though he was sixteen. They weren't very popular in America after all, outside of big cities. Pushing his cart in front of him he became lost in his thoughts. Today was the first day that he would be attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had heard about Hogwarts for as long as he could remember. He also had heard all the stories about his father, Harry Potter. Hell, he had even read the children's book, which his father had not encouraged. He remembered all the books talking about the dark haired baby with glittering green eyes that had saved the wizarding world. It seemed awful strange to him since he could only imagine the great Harry Potter as his father. His father, the man who had taught him to play Quidditch. The man who had taught him his first spell. He didn't know this famous Harry Potter but from the strange way his family had been greeted here in England he knew that everyone else did and they seemed to know that his was Harry's son.

"Marcus Evan Potter! Why don't you watch where you're going you dumbass!" Startled out of his daydream, Marcus looked around for the girl that had screeched his name. He found her in front of him rubbing the back of her heel while glaring at him murderously. Marcus gave her a guilty smile and walked over to her.

"Hey Lark, I'm really sorry. You ok?" He asked the girl with hair like spun gold, cascading down her back.

"Well, I dunno Mars. Do you count being crippled as ok?" the girl spat at him while still rubbing her heel. Mars rolled his eyes. Sometimes Lark was such a little drama queen. "I heard that Mars! I am not a drama queen!" Marcus winced as he realized he must have projected his thoughts at her.

"Oh, come on now Lark. You know I didn't mean it! So would you stop yelling at me?" He sidled up to the girl and gave her a strong hug with a little kiss on the head. Lark instantly deflated. Tilting her face up to look at her brother she smiled hesitantly.

"I'm just nervous Mars. I don't know how this school year will be. After all we've never actually been to a wizarding school before. Haven't you noticed all the people staring at us? The closer we get to Platform 9 and ¾ the more people stare. And by the way some of their thoughts are really disturbing!" Mars quickly looked around the see if anyone had head Lark. It seemed to be alright so he turned to her and shushed her.

"That's what you get for listening when you know you shouldn't be" Mars smirked at her. Lark flushed guiltily and nodded. Soon they came to the brick wall in between Platform 9 ¾. Mars took the lead and went through the wall towards the Hogwarts express.

Once on the train they found a compartment all to themselves and settled in. Lark quickly dozed off to sleep as it was easily her favorite pastime while Mars stared out the window of the train until the novelty ran out and he settled into boredom. After an hour of basically doing nothing he decided to see what Lark was dreaming about. Closing his eyes he entered her mind. When he opened his eyes again he was in a forest. To the right was a unicorn with the silkiest silver hair and mercurial eyes. He smiled and wet over to pet the unicorn. As he glanced around he wondered if Lark was actually in the dream herself. Walking around the forest a bit he still did not see her. Oh well, he thought, at least the forest beat sitting in their compartment staring at the wall.

"Well, well, well. My little God of War. Can't stay in your own mind can you? Although, I don't blame you, it is awfully boring!" A tittering laugh followed the statements and Mars looked around trying to find the voice. He walked around a few trees and soon came to a clearing. He saw Lark sitting on a rock with a woman. The woman's hair was a light strawberry blond, with golden streaks. Her and Lark looked like twins, except for the small fact that Lark's eyes were a dazzling green while the other woman's eyes were a sapphire blue, much like Mars'. He walked up to the woman and kissed her left hand which was adorned by a large emerald cut diamond.

"I've missed you mom." He smiled and pulled her into a hug. The woman smiled and fiercely hugged him back as if afraid to let him go. She studied her daughter and her son. They had grown since she was last able to see them. She had died many years ago and coming back in dreams was dangerous if done too often. Regretfully she smiled at them and said, "I didn't even get to talk to you this time Mars. But I am being called as we speak. I have talked to Lark though and you two need to talk. I will see you sooner than the year this time. You'll understand." Tears filled her eyes as she drew them both into hugs. She kissed each of their cheeks and told them that she loved them. Then she calmly walked out of the field. Mars stared at lark in shock.

"Well, what was that all about? We've just seen her six months ago. Usually we only see her once a year." Mars had a puzzled look on his face as he tried to find a plausible reason. Lark smiled and grabbed his hand.

"It's nothing to worry about. She's already talked to dad, and I am to fill you in on the rest. But we need to wake up now. The train is almost to Hogwarts and if I'm not mistaken our friends are looking at us very strangely." Mars focused his power and saw the many red heads in their compartment.

"Well, lets go!" he said with a grin. Lark winked at him and woke them up. As they awoke on the train their eye flew open at the exact same time, green meeting blue. With a smile they turned towards their friends.

"Golly Mars! You know you and Lark freak us out with the twin thing. Scary's what it is." A red headed boy with a lopsided smile teased them. Mars smiled at one of his best friends and playfully socked him on the arm.

"You scare too easily Weasley." With a laugh he turned and studied the rest of their friends. The Weasley who had spoken to him was the oldest and his best friend, Benjamin Weasley. Next to him were Darren and Marilyn his younger brother and sister. Ben was going to be a sixth year just like the twins, while Darren was a fifth year and Lynn was a fourth year. There were definitely more Weasleys but they were probably with their friends in another compartment. The Weasleys were loud and boisterous and eliminated the boring right out of their compartment. Several minutes later Lark and Darren were playing wizards' chess, while Lynn left the compartment to hang out with her friends, Mimi Johnson and Wisteria Figglemore. Ben and Mars were excitedly talking about the houses at Hogwarts. Ben was a Gryffindor as were his and Mars' father. Mars was hoping to get sorted into Gryffindor but knew that his father wouldn't care which house he was in.

There soon was a comfortable lull in their conversation and Mars sunk into thought. He wondered what house he and Lark would be into. He didn't know all too much about the other except for their names. He knew for certain that Lark would go to neither Gryffindor nor Hufflepuff. As to Ravenclaw and Slytherin, it could go either way he thought. For himself, of course he wanted to be in Gryffindor like his father and Grand-father. However, he knew there was a possibility that he wouldn't be in Gryffindor. Not that he wasn't brave he just wasn't rash and decisive without thought to the future like his friends the Weasleys.

As his musings ended he looked to Ben. Mars searched through his bag to find some food. He had missed the trolley earlier, being in Lark's dream. He found a couple of chocolate frogs and tossed one to Ben. As they ate they talked about Quidditch and Ben seemed exceptionally excited about Mars' Sorting. Suddenly, the compartment door slid open. A girl around age 15 stepped uncertainly into the compartment. She had blond silver hair which was cut short. Framing her heart shaped face and accenting her moonlit pale skin and crystal blue eyes.

"I'm sorry, it seems you haven't any room here." Her voice floated over the groups like silk. Mars gaped at her. He'd never seen anyone like her before. She was beautiful. Ben looked at her and shrugged.

"Sorry, we are a bit full in here." With a disappointed expression the girl walked out of the compartment and closed the door with a slight click, never once looking back.

Mars turned to Ben and asked,

"Who was that girl? She was beautiful. I don't think I've ever seen hair quite like that before." Ben stared at him and then giggled.

"I had forgotten that you don't know! And trust me you will see hair like that again shortly I'm sure." Ben said with a wry expression.

"But who is she?" Mars asked again.

"Well, do you want the PG version or the R version? I'll give you both I guess. Her name is Briona Gallagher and in the PG version she is the lone daughter of deceased aristocrat Donal Gallagher. However, the truth, which everyone knows, is that she is really the bastard daughter of Draco Malfoy. She has a half brother named Ian Malfoy. Right bastard that one. They look just alike. Briona's alright if you talk to her but no one does much. Most just think of her as the Malfoy cast off. Although, I say she's quite lucky not to be considered a part of that family."

"Why's that?" Mars asked interestedly.

"Well, it is the general consensus that the Malfoy family is a Dark family. They used to be thought of as evil but no one much like to think of evil nowadays and supposedly Draco Malfoy fought for the side of Light in the last war. No one much believes that either." Mars pondered deeply what Ben had said. He disregarded much what he had said about the Malfoy family because he had heard a different story from his father. However, he hadn't heard anything about any Malfoy children. Maybe his father didn't know. It wasn't like he really kept in touch with anyone from England anyway, besides the Weasleys of course. His father always seemed to get a bit tense whenever that name was mentioned. He had told Mars and Lark that the Malfoys were not all bad and that essentially no one was. Even Voldemort. Mars wasn't so sure about that, Voldemort seemed like the evilest guy there ever was to him.

The train stopped and Mars didn't have any more time to think about Malfoys and evil. He shivered as he walked by the thestrals which pulled the carriages up to the castle. He never got used to seeing those things. He knew that they weren't evil but still he didn't like them. They reminded him that he had seen his mother die. As Mars sat in the carriage he absently counted the stars in the cloudy night sky. All around him his friends chatted excitedly about the upcoming year at Hogwarts. He was introspective but it was normal for him and no one really questioned it. Sometimes he considered it quite ironic the way he and Lark were so different. She was outspoken and quite frankly manipulative while he was pensive and straightforward. He was also the more intelligent one as well. Although, Lark's marks could be almost as impressive as his if she applied herself.

As the carriages stop in front of the castle, Mars stood in awe. Sure, he had heard so much about Hogwarts and had seen countless pictures, but it was hard to accurately understand the sheer magnificence of the magical school.

"Come on Mars! We need to get in for the sorting feast, seeing as how we are going to be sorted. Unless you would like to stay out here in the cold." Lark jostled him from his admiration of the castle. Shrugging Mars grabbed Lark's hand as they walked in the castle. Inside the school was no less impressive. Mars looked at all the first year students, who were nervous and fidgety, with a slight smile. With a blink he willed calmness into the air and watched as the first years clamed down and straightened up. With a satisfied smirk he pulled Lark behind the line of first year, trying unsuccessfully to ignore Lark's murderous glare.

"How dare you yell at me for using my powers? Look at you using your Persuasion. You know manipulating thoughts is worse then just reading them." Lark hissed into his ear. Mars sighed and nodded his agreement. He knew he was wrong to change people's feelings without their knowledge. As Lark smirked smugly he could only roll his eyes. After all, when you're right you're right.

A woman with frizzy brown hair and a black pointed hat materialized out of the shadows and walked swiftly up to the line of new students.

"Hello, and Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am Professor Granger. I will escort you to your sorting now." The woman smiled briefly at Mars and Lark at the back of the line as she led the new students towards their sorting. Slowly the students walked through the Great Hall whispering excitedly at the magical sky and the brightly colored yellow and black flags that hung from the ceiling. Mars looked around at the intimidating sea of black robes with amusement. As he looked around he could tell this was going to be a stellar year. Looking at the front of the room to the teacher's table he saw a familiar face and smiled widely. Amused green eyes met Mars' sapphire blue eyes.

Hey Dad. You wondering which house I'll be in? Mars thought at his father.

Harry smiled and shrugged as he thought back at his son.

I certainly am, although I'll be proud of you and Lark whatever house you end up in. The Sorting has stared, so pay attention! Mars nodded and turned to Lark with a lopsided smile. Lark raised a blond eyebrow in question while Mars shook his head and struggled not to grin like an idiot. In truth he had been worried that his dad would want him to be in Gryffindor and be disappointed in him if he ended up in another house. Silly, he knew but the fear had been there nonetheless. Lost in his thoughts Mars was surprised to find that the sorting was half way done and they were on the K's.

"Kirkpatrick, Laren"

"RAVENCLAW."

"Montague, Aron"

"SLYTHERIN."

"Matisse, Sophia."

"HUFFLEPUFF."

"Norfolk, Anita.

"RAVENCLAW."

"O'Conner, Thomas."

"GRYFFINDOR."

"Potter, Larkspur."