Disclaimer: I own nothing! All of the Harry Potter gang belongs to JKR and the markings under each eye of the "chosen" were inspired by KayFedewa, the most wonderful artist! Lol, but the idea for the "weapons of war" in this instance is mine, so no one take it, please?

Warnings: Slash/Yaoi/BL (between Harry and Draco, Harry being the topper, don't know who else other than them), Rating may change, some swear words, British slang later on (but I'll inform you on what they said).

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Chapter One: And then there were three...

Panic...that was all he knew at that moment.

Draco considered himself a normal human; with normal habits and normal evil parents that are bent on taking over the world. And normal Godmother who lived in America at the moment, and normal friends that were all currently travelling the world.

The conviction he held of himself being normal left Draco with a belief his temptation to be outside on the night of his 16th birthday to be typical. The night was beautiful and desire was too great to resist. So Draco walked out onto the Malfoy Manor's grounds, waiting for his watch to chime that it was officially his birthday. This was due to being born at exactly 11:59pm on June 5th. Leaving Draco with only a minute to actually enjoy his birth, one minute before it would be June 6th; and his birthday would be gone.

Draco had been by the entrance to the forest that bordered Malfoy Manor when his watch went off; telling him it was exactly June 5th, 11:59pm. Not even a smile had been able to grace the pale features of the boy before heart wrenching pain had over taken his whole body. It was like Draco just accidentally ran his foot into a hard wood surface; there was a moment of painful cursing, than there was the throbbing. However, this pain was cursing through his whole body, throbbing, like a pulse, like breathing; only it was changing in strength. He became so focused by the strange feeling that the changes to his physical appearance went with little notice as first.

This did not last however.

Draco gasped as he stared at his hands, which shrunk and rounded and began to sprout fur. Shocked, the youngest Malfoy looked down at his body and stared has his clothes seemed to become too big for him, threatening to fall of his shrinking form. Even the boy's shoes became useless as his feet became paws. White and two tones of grey fur sprouted out of Draco's body, warming him as his clothes never could. The human clothing fell to the ground as the young wizard hunched where he stood, his back forming a different way, the way a wolf's may be.

Then there was a shot of more pain, this one even worse then the annoying throbbing, but fortunately it was centred on Draco's eyes. It only lasted a moment, but would be remembered for the rest of Draco's life, for he would never feel pain like it again.

After what seemed like an hour, but was really only a short time, the throbbing stopped and there was a quiet peace. Draco stood there, on all fours, panting and looking downward. Clothes that had felt comfortable and fitting before became annoying and troublesome, but easily remedied as he just walked out of them.

'What just happened?' Draco wondered to himself as he looked around at the much larger world…past a muzzle.

Shocked, and slightly near panic, Draco quickly turned his new angled head to look at the rest of this body. The first thing he noticed was the fur; white belly and tail, with light grey, then a dark grey back with one front paw decorated in the same dark grey.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Draco quickly turned around in circles, trying to see if he could get his frazzled mind to start working and change him back, he didn't notice that he just spoken perfect English, even as a wolf.

"Okay, Draco…calm down, sit next to that tree…good me!" Draco took several calming breaths as he sat himself up against a tree, which was easier said then done in his new form. "Now, let's think this through rationally…why have I just been transfigured into a large…dog…wolf...type thingy…?"

When no answers came to the boy/wolf he lifted a paw and stared at the black pads under it…seemingly looking for answers.

They weren't there though, nothing seemed that easy. Draco needed answers, so he turned his back to the manor and moved into the forest, determined. He knew he couldn't go into the Manor looking like this, his mother was deathly afraid of wolves and the result of wondering the halls would be death…that was definite. So there was only one place he knew he could go, one place that had as many books, if not more, as the Malfoy Manor and would allow Draco to search in his new form…Hogwarts Castle.

For some reason Draco felt as if he was being called to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as if something was there for him…answers.

Hogwarts Castle

Somewhere quite far away, Albus Dumbledore sat in his office with two other wolves lazily lying by the fireplace. It was quiet in the room; having both hyperactive wolves sleeping gave the current Headmaster a chance to finish greatly over due paper work.

The wolves were almost identical; they were both red in colour with white bellies and black legs and tipped tails. They were about the same size of a grown wolf, thirty inches long, with lean bodies and access fur on their head that made it look like actual human hair. Even their eyes were the same, green irises but a brown colour in place of the whites of the eyes. The only difference in the two was the small markings right under the eyes. The one on the right had a blue vertical blue triangle right under his strange eyes, one on each side, with the point near his ear and getting gradually larger as it neared his muzzle, while the wolf on the left had four square boxes right under his eyes that was a bright green.

The occupants of the room had been there for days; waiting. Dumbledore had called the first of the Children right after their change in their sixth year, taught them how to control their new found power, and then went back to scouting for the remaining five. That had been a year ago, and recently the twins had taken to joining the wizened old wizard in waiting on these particular days.

Dumbledore had been able to find a list of all the children that had been kidnapped by the scientists, and on the children's birthday he would stay up all 24 hours and wait…wait to see if the alarms went off and another weapon of war was born. If the alarms did sound, Dumbledore would send the two wolves out to fetch their comrade and explain what was happening to them. It would make it easier for the one changing to understand if they were mainly informed on their predicament by someone who went through it as well.

There were only two Children so far, out of all that had been taken in their generation ...the Weasley twins, Fred and George. The shock that Dumbledore had felt that day, when he had come across the two timber wolves, whimpering, near his office that early April morning had yet to be matched. He had never suspected that these boys would be experimented on, so full of life they were. But then again, the children that had been taken were all very young and wouldn't likely remember any of the experiments that they had gone through.

Needless to say, Dumbledore did all in his power to change them back into their human forms, spending many a late nights going over the insane head researcher's notes on the Child Weapon Project - only to come up with nothing. In the end it had been the twins who figured it out… hunger. For the twins, at such a strange age, became bored with the food they had to eat as wolves and longed for sweets. This hunger enabled them to change back into their human forms and binge on any sweetening thing they could find, which resulted in a restock of everything in the Hogwarts kitchens.

Suddenly both wolves looked up and out the window, sensing the added presence of a brother. Their eyes widened as the alarms Dumbledore had placed on all those abducted also went off a moment later.

Fred and George were practically jumping around the room, ready to go meet their brethren, as Dumbledore reached into his desk and pulled out a list, looking for the date on it. A chill ran through Dumbledore's whole body at the name right next to the date, June 5th 1980. "Quickly…" Dumbledore fluidly moved to his door, casting an unsure glance at the two red wolves, "I believe that you will have to meet Mr. Malfoy halfway…he's already hearing the call."

Their eyes widened at this knowledge, wasting no time at all in rushing down from the Headmasters office and into the Forbidden Forest - both hearing the call of distress that their brethren was giving off.

End Chapter 1

Alright, what did y'all think? Did you like it or not like it? Leave it into a review and if it doesn't give away the plot as a whole I'll message you and clear up some air. No Flames please, I really hate those.

Again, I need some idea's for some fillers! So if anyone has any idea's I'll see if I can add it in and give you credit (like I would take credit for something I didn't do lol, I have no wish to be sued…)

OH! And Panther wanted to know if Harry was one of the Children…the answer…is…NO! lol, sorry but that poor boy needs a break. Everything happens to him! So I decided to leave him alone for this fan fiction. So y'all have fun guessing who the others are!

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