A/N Okay so here i am getting ready to post the actual first chapter of Demons Lay Dormant when i decide to go back and look at the prologue here on and see that its format is all super super weird so i decided to try reuploading it to see if it fixes it, which i hope to god that it does... on another note...the first chapter will be up very shortly and i may even put up the second chapter tonight too though im not completely sure yet...as i was looking in teh Demons Lay Dormant handy dandy notebook i noticed that chapter two is a fuck long chapter and i dont even knoe if i have finished writing in there yet...and it has to be finished in the notebook first so i can reread and revise as i type it up...but i'll try...okay i've rambled enough onto the hopefully fixed prologue and soon to be up chapter 1 =] (nothing has changed past this point)

A/N Sorry it took me so long to get the full prologue typed out...schools been a bitch and its finals week and yea...so name pronunciation... note i may like to write stories but english is actually one of my worst subjects... i specialize in math and science but anyways...i will try to write the name pronunciations in a way that you can understand how they sound but they will look nothing like how they do in dictionaries and the such...so bare with me..i am still looking for a beta who is good with grammatical errors... R&R i hope you enjoy Demons Lay Dormant :)

Malekava Korsem- Mal-ley-kah-vah Kore-Seem

Tokanuve Poteru- Toe-kah-new-veh Poe-tear-roo

Temi Supretos- Teh-me Sue-prey-toes

Malani Poteru- Mah-law-knee Poteru

Taki Poteru- Tah-key Poteru

Meleidia Potter- Mah-leah-dee-ah Pot-ter :)

Hiriki Potter- He-re-key Potter

Demons Lay Dormant

Prologue: History of the Demon Race

In a time long ago, the creatures of the air roamed free. Humans, terrified of the powerful creatures, called them Demons. The creatures did not have a name for their race and so started calling themselves Demons as well. The Demons were a peaceful race under the rule of a peaceful king. They were content with the tolerance humans gave them despite the humans' fear of the Demon race. The Demons mostly kept to themselves, but when they did mingle with the humans, they were always polite. Unfortunately, just like all other times in the past, the peace was disturbed. One Demon, the next heir of a very ancient, very powerful bloodline, hated the humans. She believed them to be an inferior race; a race meant to bow down, worship, and serve the Demons. Her name was Malekava Korsem. She made many suggestions to the King. His majesty, Tokanuve Poteru, listened to her claims every time, and every time the result was the same, a gentle, polite, but very strict scolding. He would explain to her that her claims were unjustified, and that the humans had their own rights just as any Demon had theirs. Finally, Malekava took matters into her own hands. She raised an army of about 125 like-minded Demons. Malekava called her followers témí suprétos, or the superior ones. Malekavaand her followers terrorized the humans. King Tokanuve was furious. Several times, he sent his men to apprehend her, but she always seemed one-step ahead. However, once the witches and wizards of the human race joined the battle, Malekava had no chance. Slowly, but surely her army was demolished. On the night of the last battle, Malekava managed to get into the Demon King's palace. When she entered the throne room, Tokanuve was sitting on his throne waiting for her. He wore the traditional battle robes of the royal family that had been passed down from generation to generation. The Poteru family was the oldest family in their race that the Demons knew of. They were also the strongest of all Demon families and had held the throne for many millennia. Tokanuve knew that this was his last chance; this was the last battle. He knew he would die tonight; his only reassurance was that he would not die alone, that no matter what, he would take Malekava with him to the other world.

It was a most gruesome fight, in which both members used ancient, powerful spells; spells other Demons had long forgotten about. One spell in particular that had been used is believed to be the forerunner of the Imperius curse. After all, the person who cast the spell controlled the person to whom the spell was cast upon; however, unlike the Imperius curse, the Imperium Super Alius Plene curse (from which Imperius comes from) has a drawback. Although the Imperium curse is harder to throw off than the Imperius, even for demons, the caster suffers as well. If a person is under the Imperium curse and dies, the caster dies as well. If the person under the Imperium curse is harmed in any way, so to, is the caster harmed in the same exact manner. So say a "victim" under the Imperium curse breaks their arm, the arm of the person who cast the curse breaks as well. Therefore, you see why it is not a very popular spell, and you see that when the witches and wizards learned of it, they managed to create an "improved" version of the curse. All though several times weaker than the Imperium, the Imperius curse does not affect the caster when the "victim" is harmed.

When King Tokanuve successfully managed to ensnare Malekava in this spell, he smiled a tired, triumphant smile. With a grave finality in his voice, he ordered Malekava to kneel as he walked over to her. He positioned his sword above her heart, and as he looked into her cold, evil eyes he plunged the sword down. Neither uttered a sound as Malekava started to bleed; she just kneeled there staring up at him with hatred in her eyes. A few seconds later Tokanuve uttered a spell, and as the green sparks of the spell rushed down his sword, Tokanuve's shirt turned red as his blood began to seep through. The spell reached Malekava's heart and she slumped to the ground. Tokanuve looked down at her and smiled sadly. His last thought as his eyes closed, his body falling sideways, was that finally, at long last, the fighting was done. His family, his friends, and his people were safe.

He smiled, and as the thought left his head; he took his last breath, giving in to the eternal darkness that awaited him.

Perhaps, had he known what was in store for the demon race, he might have fought a bit harder against his death. When discovered dead, the whole of the demon race mourned for their late king, while; at the same time celebrated the death of Malekava. It was in this time of mourning that the witches and wizards started rounding up the demons into groups of four. They purposely separated families to discourage rebellion. When the witches and wizards had their group of four they would take them to a desolate place and attempt to execute them. The very first group they tried to execute taught them a very important lesson, demons were far stronger than the humans would ever have deemed possible. They started out with the only child in the group. The child was about four and had not come into its demon inheritance yet, of course, the officials of the wizarding world did not know that. They stabbed the demon child in the heart, and the poor child died instantly, as any human would. The adult demons were appalled. When the first adult was forced to kneel at the execution point, he stared at them before stating, "It's not going to work." The officials, startled, stabbed him any way. They watched the Demon for a little while before the Demon stood up, pulled the sword out of his heart, and turned to the officials. They cowered in fear even as the Demon dropped the sword and spoke, "A stab through the heart may kill our young, but it will take more than that to kill a full grown Demon." The Demon nodded, and suddenly it was as if they just melted away. The officials of the wizarding world were alarmed, and after that, divided the children and the adults. Any child under the age of eight died at the hands of the wizarding world because they had not come into their inheritance yet. Any of them eight and older could not be caught. They "melted" away like the elder ones. Eventually the wizards found a way to kill the adults by a curse called Avada Kedavra. Figuring out that they were being executed, a handful of Demons managed to get a way. The total number of Demons to get away was about 50, thirty adults and twenty children. The children managed to come up with a way to hide their demonic features and passed it around to the adults. These spells later evolved into their weaker counter-part, the glamour spells wizards use today. With this, the Demons began interbreeding with the witches and wizards. At first, this interbreeding came with a scare. When the first child with only one demon parent turned eight and did not inherit, the race became concerned. It was not until the child turned sixteen did he inherit the demon blood. That child became a test of sorts, nothing bad, just everyone wanted to know if he was the same as a child who had inherited at eight. As it turned out, he was. They called the ones who inherited at sixteen "Half-bloods," but really, there was no difference. In addition, unlike witches and wizards who were prejudiced against "half-bloods" and "mud-bloods" of their own race, the demons accepted the "Half-bloods" with no prejudices or other hateful thoughts at all. They also discovered that if two "Half-bloods" had children then the children inherited at the age of eight just as a "Pure-blood" would. This just proved that there really was only one difference, the age at which they inherit. The only disadvantage to being a "Half-blood" demon was that any child who inherited at eight had eight years more if teaching than one who inherited a sixteen. Of course, this did not really matter as demons had the choice to live thousands of years if they so chose, though most decide to let their body grow old and die after a couple hundred or so years. Sadly, it seemed that, as all of this was going on, the Demon race forgot all about their queen and her son. As it turned out, that just worked in the royal family's favor. Queen Malani Poteru and the Prince, Taki Poteru had already been hiding amongst the humans. They had changed their names to Meleidia Potter and Hiriki Potter.

Over the years, the Demon race grew and survived, though all stayed hidden for safety. They married and reproduced with witches and wizards and still managed to keep their secret well hidden. The witches and wizards believed the Demon race to be extinct, but that just helped the Demon race in the end. It was maybe only twenty or so years after the execution of Demons, did the wizarding world get a taste of their own medicine. The muggles had started executing witches and wizards out of fear, the same as witches and wizards had done to the Demons. There were three groups of Demons during the witch hunts; one thought the wizards deserved to be executed, another thought that the wizards didn't deserve to be executed, but the biggest group of Demons just didn't care what happened so long as they weren't the ones being hunted again.

Approximately 100 years after the Salem witch trials, Meleidia met Godric Gryffindor. Do not get her wrong, she could never love another as she loved Tokanuve, he was after all her mate, but she did like Godric quite a bit and was happy with him. They married and had two children, first a girl and second a boy. Hiriki on the other hand, ended up finding that Salazar Slytherin was his mate. With the knowledge that if a male demon's mate was another male they could bear children, Salazar and Hiriki had two boys; the first of which was named Salazar's heir.

Now you must understand this though, when a Demon finds their mate; it is for life. Mates share a very powerful bond that only grows once it has been consummated. The bond allows mates to hear each other's thoughts and to feel each other's emotions if wanted by both parties. Most mates end up together because of this but that is not always true. They do not have to be together, they could very well be with someone other than their mate, but they could never love another person the same as the way they love their mate. All though it is rare, it was not the first time a demon's mate had been of non-demon blood. There was speculation within the demon race that, with all the interbreeding between demons and non-demons; the younger generations would find their mates more and more in the non-demon races and it was true. There were more and more demons, of the younger generations, finding their mates in non-demons. All but a few very concerned demons, the rest of what was left of Malekava's followers, were completely ok with this. It was not until later, the demon race realized, that not all half bloods inherited demonic powers, and soon found that the inheritance would sometimes skip several generations before it would show up again.

About 150 years after the founders of Hogwarts had died, and the line of the heir of Slytherin and the line of the heir of Gryffindor were lost, did the true heirs of Slytherin and Gryffindor; though unbeknownst to them, married. It could only be coincidence that the heir of Slytherin was of the Potter line and thus with this family, became the current Potter family line, a family line with three noble bloodlines in one.

In the present time there is only one Potter left in this very ancient noble bloodline; thankfully he is male. This boy, whose parents had been killed by another from the Slytherin line when he was just barely one year old, now lives with his mother's sister and husband. This boy's name is Harry James Potter, the true heir of Slytherin, Gryffindor, and most importantly, the heir to the Demon race. The man who had killed Harry's parents and believed himself to be the heir of Slytherin; was Tom Marvalo Riddle, though most of the populace knew him by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the Dark Lord, or, for the few brave ones who dared speak his name, Lord Voldemort.

Since then, Harry was used as a servant by his aunt and uncle, the Dursleys. Vernon, his uncle, often gave Harry a list of chores to be done by the time he got home, and if Harry did not have them done, which was almost every day; then Harry was punished. More often than not, his punishment was abuse, whether being beaten with a belt, an extremity of the body (being punched, kicked, etc.), or being locked in his cupboard for weeks on end with little or no food and water. He had even been burned several times for burning a meal or not ironing the clothes correctly. Of course, to Harry, that wasn't all that bad, not near as bad as it had become after his eleventh birthday, when he found out he was a wizard. Harry wasn't the least bit surprised when he found out; after all, he had always known he was special. He hid the fact that he wasn't surprised behind a carefully placed, impenetrable wall, for fear of being beat. He acted very surprised because that is what he thought was expected of him. When Hagrid took Harry to Diagon Alley, he was a little alarmed by all the people who seemed to know who he was, though he was sure he had never laid eyes on them before. Of course, to protect himself, Harry hid his alarm behind his perfectly constructed mask and took everything in stride. Harry met his first friend, Ronald Weasley, on the Hogwarts Express. Ron explained many things about Hogwarts, like its house system and its headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. It did not take Harry long to figure out he was a Slytherin and by the sounds of it, this Dumbledore person was a great man. Instantly Harry decided to be wary of this man. After all, nobody could be as perfect and as untainted and Ron made Dumbledore sound. When they got to Hogwarts Harry then met Draco Malfoy. He took an instant liking to Draco and did indeed shake the boy's hand, hiding his shudder of fear and disgust of human contact behind his mask. As Harry and Draco let go of each other's hands he said, "Thanks for the offer Draco, I'd be honored to be your friend, but I am not incapable of choosing my own friends thanks." Harry had turned to Ron, and noticed that the look of betrayal that had been in Ronald's eyes disappeared as Harry finished his sentence. Harry looked at Draco just in time to catch him staring at Ron in disgust. Draco nodded to Harry before getting back in line. As Harry turned back to Ron and smiled at him, Professor McGonagall came through the doors telling the children that the great hall was ready for them now. When Harry was called, he asked the hat what was expected of him; he didn't want to be punished after all. Upon learning of what people expected of him, he asked the hat to put him in Gryffindor. Harry tolerated Ron and Hermione, don't get him wrong, he like them well enough, it's just that they annoyed the living hell out him. On the night they had detention with Hagrid in their first year, Harry was paired up with Draco. He took this opportunity to talk to Draco, as Draco had been rude, mean, and unfair to the "Golden Trio", god how much Harry hated that name, since school started. Harry told Draco about how he had been abused all his life and that, while he really wanted to be his friend, he didn't appreciate Draco thinking he could make Harry's choices like who he hung-out with and who he didn't for him, adding that it made him feel like he was back with the Dursleys, his freedom taken from him once again. Draco accepted Harry's past and then told Harry all about his family's connection to death eaters and about his dad being a death eater spy for the light side and that they would have to be friends in secret or it could blow his whole families cover. Of course, Draco then had to explain that a death eater was Voldemort's followers, etc. And thus Draco and Harry became secret friends. Over the years Draco was Harry's silent supporter through all of Harry's challenges in Hogwarts, going as far as to stop Harry from committing suicide twice in his fourth year; once after Ron abandoned him and a second time after witnessing Cedric's death and the return of Voldemort. And now we start our story with Harry one month away from his sixteenth birthday and a very critical turning point in his life.

...well its sort of a cliff hanger...XD i hope you like the prologue...and warning...i am a very slow typer...but i'll try to get the next chapter up soon :) pls tell me what you thought of it and if there are any good grammatical correctors out there let me know...i desperately need your help... oh and the deal with all the breakers is that fanfic doesn't seem to like indention spaces so i put line breakers to break up paragraphs. =)