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Key:

"…" This is speech.

This is Parseltounge

This is thoughts.

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Chapter 1:

Harry gasped and looked around him. He started when a young boy ran by him and latched onto Heero.

Arrow smiled and looked at his father and spoke.

" Who's he daddy? I never saw a human before."

" He is the boy-who-lived. He is Harry Potter."

Harry blinked and shook his head and spoke.

" Your wrong. My brother is the boy-who-lived. Not me."

" No Harry. I assure you. You are the real thing. You are a Horoux. You also have speech with snakes don't you?"

Harry just nodded feeling insecure. He had never told anyone that he could talk to snakes. He did not know how his new friend knew that.

Arrow smiled and held out a hand. " Hi. I'm Arrow. The crown Prince of vampires. Nice to meet you Harry Potter."

Arrow then grabbed harry's hand and dragged him down the hall to a guest room and shoved harry inside then laughed.

" So here is the room you will be using mine is across the hall. I'm not Heero's real son. He just took me in over a thousand years ago. Like he did with you. This will become your home. We will be a good family."

Arrow then walked out and went to his room across the hall. He walked inside and threw himself on his bed and shut his eyes for the night.

Harry paled and looked around the grand room he walked to the bed and felt it and smiled. He thought that he could get used to this. He walked to the drawer and emptied the clothes inside of it from his backpack. He then walked to the bed and lay down and went to sleep for the night.

Meanwhile in Britain a young witch walked into her mothers bedroom and gasped seeing her mother dead. She hurried and called the med wizard. Who came and pronounced the death and that it as natural causes. The witch started to cry. She wondered what her mother had been doing before she died.

No one had heard the Prophesy that would change the world itself. And rewrite history.

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Author's note: Hello. Here is a update. This one will be sporadic and it doesn't coincide with my other stories. Soon harry will be the one to go back in time. Then the chapters will become longer. Thank you and I hope you review.