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Prompt: Broken
Fandom's: Harry Potter and Pet Shop Of Horrors
Pairing: suggested future Count D's Grandson and Harry Potter

Super cool and wonderful beta: BladeMaxwell_GoddessofDeath

Broken

Harry let out a sigh, he couldn't believe it, his own Godfather, the man he thought of as a father figure had turned his back on him and called Harry a murder, Cedric's murder.

Broken, that was what Harry was now, broken into tiny pieces thanks to those words.

Harry let out a depressed sigh as he wrapped the blanket he had managed to grab around his shoulders tightly to hide his new form.

He had come into his early inheritance as a fallen angel over the summer holidays between third and fourth year only to return to Hogwarts to find betrayal and traitors. It seemed that the wizarding world thought fallen angels were evil, fallen from the light and towards the evil darkness.

"Draco," Harry moaned brokenly as he remembered the name of his now ex-lover who had turned his back on him as soon as he laid eyes on Harry, along with those he considered family.

"You know I can mend you, a beautifully broken fallen angel such as yourself," a male Chinese voice said softly causing Harry to jump in surprise.

Quickly turning around to find out who had managed to sneak up behind him Harry came face to face with the owner of the beautiful voice.

The man before him was obviously of Chinese decent, he was tall and thin with black hair down to his shoulders. He had one purple eye while the other eye was yellow, his long straight black hair covered his eyes. The male wore what seemed to Harry to be red/purple lipstick and a very feminine kimono. He had long fingernails that were obviously painted with nail polish.

"Who are you?" Harry asked with a guarded look, also glad that the blanket had managed to say on him covering his grey feathery wings.

The Chinese man gave a mysterious smile, "Oh I'm known as Count D, I own a Pet Shop."

Harry simply raised an eyebrow, "And just what does a Pet Shop Owner want with me?"

"My Grandson looks after the place while I'm away," the male, now known as Count D, said as he avoided Harry's question, "You could stay there and help out, and maybe find a loving home..."

Harry looked the man known as Count D up and down, mentally weighing his options up. It was silent for a few moments before Harry nodded his head.

"Fine, I'll go with you," Harry said as he stood up, the blanket falling down to the ground, "Besides, what is the worse that could happen?"

With that Harry followed Count D, not seeing the smirk that crossed his face or the plan he held for his Grandson to gain a lover. If Harry had then he'd run for miles.

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