Harry Potter is no ordinary fifteen year old boy. Not by any means, Harry Potter is a wizard. Harry is not even ordinary by wizard standards. Harry was none other than the boy-who-lived. Harry faced one of the worlds most feared wizards and lived when he was only a year old. He lived when no one else did, and lived to take the glory, as unwanted as it maybe. Everyone in the Wizarding World praised, honored and and respected him above almost everyone else in this day and age. He is under only Albus Dumbledor himself.

Yet here he was sitting in his bedroom window sill looking up and down the street of Private Drive. Wishing someone would come take him away from this gods forsaken place. He sat here hoping against hope that he could just disappear some where and no one would find him and he could just live his life in peace. Then his Uncles snores brought him out of his dream. Of course that would never happen, he was bound to kill everyone he ever loved and if he lived through this war, he would grow old alone. Completely and utterly alone, till the day he died. Then he would go to the Wizarding World on the sky and the would turn on him there and he would end up alone for all eternity.

Although it was only eleven forty five at night Harry had already slept all he needed to. He had found that lately that he need only about four hours about sleep each day. A lot of strange things have been happening lately . Thank the Gods that the Dursleys had not noticed or he would have had the shit knocked out of him. The Dursleys had been a lot more violent this summer, he had many cuts and bruises to prove it. Only two weeks ago his ' Uncle ' had broke his wrist. It was all because his uncle had lost his job.

As Harry sat at his window pondering over what the rest of his summer was going to hold, he watched a barn owl fly closer to his window. He watched sadly as the owl tried to get into his room. This happened every time someone sent him an owl. His family had put bars on his window that were so big he could now stick to fingers though a hole. What happened next was something that he did not expect at all though. The owl appeared with a pop on his knee. Harry was so happy he almost jumped in joy. He actually got a letter. Someone had to have figured out something was wrong and this was a rescue note.

Quickly and quietly so no one would hear him Harry brought the owl over to the end of his bed. Where he untied the letter and started to unfold it. The owl disapprated right outside of his window without waiting for a reply but Harry didn't even notice. He did noticed that there was nothing on the front of the envelope and this unnerved him. None the less he open the letter and began to read the letter. By the time he finished reading it he was shaking so bad the letters on the paper were jumping around like a six year old on a sugar high. Once he calmed down a bit and wiped the tears off his cheeks he reread the letter. It said,

My dearest Harry,

If you reading this now then I know I am no longer with you. I am sorry I left you my son. I want you to know, I love you so much and I am very proud of you. No matter what comes to pass remember that.

This is not why I have written though. Harry there are many things I need to tell you. I can not even begin to tell you what you need to know, but hopefully your father will. That is one of the things I do need to tell you though Harry. James Potter is not your father. I know this may come as a shock and their are many reasons why we did not tell you from the beginning, unfortuniatly we do not have enough time for me to to tell you. Your father Severus Snape will on the other hand be able to. You know your father do you not? He is the Potions Master at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry.

Severus is much more than just the Potions Master at your school though. Very few in the Wizarding World know this but your father is also the Prince of Faritana. This is the kingdom of the Woodland elves. There is more. I am also an Elf. I am of the Sea bound Elves. I did not know I was an Elf till it was to late for me to take up my heritage.

My mother was raped by a wizard when she was fifteen. She was so embarrassed about it she ran away before she herself could take up her heritage. When I was born she put me in a orphanage and that is when the Evens adopted me . I grew up never know about the Wizarding or Eleven World until the day I got my Hogwarts letter. Until I was sixteen I did not know that elves still existed. Until the day after my birthday. My birth mother showed up at the door and told me everything, about being adopted and about being an Elf. My mother is Marilyn Weasly, my father is Devlin Black. Yes you are related to Sirius. Although he does not know, he is your cousin. Harry, there is one more thing you must know, you have a twin. Her name is Hermione Granger. Anne Granger has been a friend of mine since I was three and she was five, and I asked her to adopt Hermione she was more than happy. I am also sending her a letter and she will be there with you during your visit to Faritana.

You will be going to Farintana on July twentieth at midnight. I want you to have the chance I never had. I want you yourself to choose if you want to be part of the Elven world. If you do decide to be apart of this world then you will take up your heritage on your birthday. I know this is very sudden and I'm sorry love. Remember I love you and sister very much. I have to go now. You are crying in the other room. Give my love to Severus, Sirius, and Remus.

Love always,

Your mother Lily Potter

This time two things stuck out in his mind, mainly because everything else was to much to handle right now. He was going to to Faritana at midnight on July twentieth. He looked over at the calendar and clock and realized in one minute it would be the twentieth of July. Then he started to panic again. How was he going to get there? Was someone going to come get him or was he suppose to figure out how to get there in one minute?! He stood up and looked around for some clothes because he was only in a pair of forest pajama pants and white under shirt (AN: Can ya'll imagine how good he would look!!) Harry started to put a sweat shirt on top of his under shirt when he felt two hand go under his arms, one arm around his waist and another over his mouth. With nothing more than a muffled yelp Harry Potter was gone from Private Drive. (AN: humm do you think I should end it here? lalala... I'm not that mean :P)

In a mer second Harry was turned around with his wand out pointed at his three kid nappers. With out thinking twice Harry started shouting hex at them. Each one they either dodged or blocked. He dodged the ones that bounced back at him and was about to start on his next attack when his wand flew back out of his hands.

"My my, aren't we jumpy today Harry." Harry whipped around to see a beautiful, what he could only guess was an elf, standing there with a fimilar smirk on his face. He was quiet tall around six foot three, he had black hair with a bluish tint that went down to the small of his back. He had thin pink lips, and a straight nose, his eyes were by far his best feature he had black onyx eyes that at the moment held love and amusement. The twinkle in them could rival even the great Albus Dumbledore.

It took Harry a minute to remember where he was. When he did he asked this graceful creature one of the most obvious questions, but at the moment it was all he could get his voice to say, "Who are you, and where in the Hell am I ?"

The elf"s smirk broadened at this question. The Elf turned a little and held back a few branches from the tree behind him. Harry barely held back a gasp as he looked at the most beautiful tree he had ever seen. The Elf turned back to Harry, now with a brilliant smile on his face and replied, " I am your father Harry, and welcome to Faritana."

Harry stared wide eyed at the city before him. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. The houses were made of a white stone. All the houses were made up and around all the trees and branches so not to harm them. The trees themselves were at least one hundred feet tall. The magic around the kingdom was intoxicating, it was ancient , and so powerful the air around it almost crackled. The few lights that were still alight in the houses this late at night gave the city a peaceful glow. The city looked easily to be six thousand years old, yet it felt so young and full of life.

"It is beautiful is it not my young prince? " All Harry could do was nod. It was amazing what lay right under peoples noses with out them ever knowing.

Hermoine Granger was reading the note her mother just sent her. She had always known she was adopted. Right before she had gotten her Hogwarts letter, her parents sat her down and told her she was adopted and she was a witch. She had just never really told anyone. No one asked so she never really volunteer the information. She always wondered who her mother had been, but Lily Potter was not a person that even crossed her mind. Nor had Severus Snape. Being a leveled headed girl she did not start to cry or scream or anything one would expect a teenage girl to do in this situation. No Hermoine sat down at the desk in her room and started to write her parents a note to tell them where she was going. She assumed they knew what was going on since they were friends with her birth mother. Once she had done that she went to her wardrobe and quickly dressed in a pair of jeans and a tank top, she grabbed a pair of socks and out them on along with a pair of boots. She looked at the clock it had just turned twelve fifteen. whoever she supposed was to come get her should be here any second. Just as she finished this thought she felt someone grab her from around her waist. With out a second thought she grabbed her wand from the holster her harry and ron had been given by the Order just before the left for the summer, and started firing spells and cures left and right. When she turned a little to her right she could tell she was in a clearing in the woods.

Harry heard a pop from behind him. Not losing his jumpiness from earlier he started firing spells in the direction he hear the noise. Wandless magic was one of the many and more useful talents he discovered he had over the summer.

Hermoine felt a few spells coming up from behind her. She turned around, and fired a few hex of her own then thru up a shielding charm before the spells hit her.

Harry's spells came flying back towards him. He dodged each of them, then fired a couple more back at who ever this mystery attacker was. Only after he fired the spells did he see who it was. "Moine! Oh thank the gods its only you." Harry stopped his spells in mid air and said the a charm to get rid of them. Then he and Hermione ran to each other and hugged and held each other as if their lives depended on it. "Thank whatever gods there are its you Moine. Of all people to be my twin and help me through this I'm glad its you," Harry whispered these words in Hermoine's ear as tears started to fall down each of their cheeks.

"I know Harry, I know, I'm glad its you too. At least your not related to Malfloy, that would ruin everything for you now huh? I'm not sure to many people want their savior going out with their brother."

At this comment Harry looked at Hermoine a little wary, "How did you know?"

She just smirked a little and asked, "Know what that you were gay, or that you liked Malfloy?" Harry's eyes widened and he began to open and close his mouth like a fish trying to breath out of water. "close your mouth Harry, its not very attractive. Did you think you could hind something from the smartest witch in Hogwarts history, let alone your best friend and now your twin sister? Just be thankful it is me that knows and not Ron. At least not yet. Otherwise you would probably be buried in the Weasley section of the cemetery you know that"

Severus watched his children talk in whispers. He was happy that they had been friends with each other before they found out the truth. The rest of the summer was going to be hard on them all and it would help if they had someone to talk to.

"Dear gods Harry did I hit you with something?!"

Harry looked at Hermione a little confused. "No, why do you ask"

"Because you are bleeding horribly, all over your back and arms."

This got Severus' attention. He almost ran over to Harry. He lifted up Harry's shirt and what he saw almost made him sick. Harry had many slash marks that were bleeding profusely. Suddenly Harry moved quickly out of Severus' and Hermione's grasps.

"Its nothing." Harry told everyone. Although he new it was nothing. This was one of the side effects of Vernon loosing his job. Vernon had started to whip Harry with his belt. Sometimes , a lot of times lately, he would beat Harry to the point of bleeding. He must have opened quite a few of the wounds when he started moving and dodging the curses so fast. He was becoming dizzy from the loss of blood.

"Bullshit Harry, you are loosing a lot of blood. Come on. We need to get you to the hospital before you pass out." Harry was starting to look very pale by now and Severus was getting worried. He was also wondering just how he had gotten the huge gashes all along his back. They were not self inflicted. That much was clear, but who would do something like that to him? He looked back at Harry. Severus was thanking his quick reflexes as he caught Harry from falling to the ground and slamming his head on the ground, that could have caused a concussion.

After Severus caught him, Harry looked at Hermione then back at Severus. All he had on his mind was one thing, "Shit." Then Harry Potter's world went dark.

Well what do you think? Be brutally honest so I know what I did wrong. Plus I need a beta if anyone is intrested, e-mail me. Thanks for reading this! Read and Review if ya got time. I will update soon with in the next day or so. Mainly because I don't have a life!!