A/N This Is a story that I have been thinking about for the longest time. I think that it will be absolutely awesome, and I hope that you all like it. The rating is tentative at the moment, but it will probably come into play later. I love this idea and hope that all of you will like it as well. Oh, and by the way this story will contain some slash parings. This chapter is also mostly just getting to the point, so it is slightly rushed and not as detailed as the other ones will be. Without any more stalling, I hope that you all like this story.

1: The Unicorn's Blessing

I often wondered when my life got so complicated, or when my destiny began to play out. It wasn't, after all, the destiny that the old man thought that I was going to complete. No, the destiny that I was going to complete was one that was centuries old in the making and all that remained of it was a memory that hadn't even made it into the history books.

Fate and I did seem to have an interesting relationship after all. The newest prophecy had been fulfilled. It had been since the moment that the Dark Lord had marked me and had been vanquished in the eyes of the wizarding world and I had been given a pedestal on which to stand being just over a year old. The sheep should have left it at that. But as mentioned before, fate still had her hand in my destiny, and it was going to be something that no one was ever going to guess.

When I was eleven I learned that I was a wizard. However, that was not what changed my life forever. What changed my life was a single event that happened during the first trip into the Forbidden Forest that I had ever had.

My name is Harry James Potter, and this is how I ended up different than what everyone said. This is how I managed to not only change history, but also live through it. But this is not where it started. No, my life really didn't start until I was finally freed of the modern wizarding world.

I saw the figure, it was coming towards me. I knew that it was a bad idea that I was paired up with Draco and Fang, but I hadn't thought that he would leave me here a moment after we found whatever it was in the act of killing a unicorn. I had thought we would all be safe. But as that thing came down towards me and my scar began to throb in pain the likes of which I had never known, I knew that everything was going to change that night. And it really was more Hargid's fault than ours. If it wasn't for his obsession with dragons and other not quite friendly and rather large creatures, the three of us wouldn't have been caught out of bed after hours and this would have never been happening, Or perhaps if Malfoy hadn't been such a prat.

The centaur was a surprise. I thought that the wraith was going to kill me as well when he came and reared at the mass; scaring it away. I hadn't even thought that I was going to run into the thing that was killing unicorns when all of a sudden I was faced with it and a centaur for the first time. It was my first year in the magical world after all.

The man horse hybrid had tried to start a conversation with me, but all I could look at was the unicorn that was on the forest floor dying. There was nothing flowing through my head but that I had to get to the unicorn somehow. And that was what I did. Running without thinking and kneeling at her side, I reached out and covered the bite mark with my hands in order to stem the flow of blood.

That was when I felt it. In a fit of accidental magic my core seemed to burst out and towards the majestic creature and began to heal it in a way that I hadn't thought possible. The wounds glowed and closed, her eyes brightening, and her breathing seemed to get better. Like magic all ailments seemed to just leave her in that moment and she looked up into my eyes after lifting her head and I could tell that she was going to tell me something of great importance.

And then her horn touched the lightning bolt scar on my forehead that forever seemed to mark me and the strangest sensation rushed through me. It was as if everything bad was suddenly taken away and all that was left was the good. I could feel that something dark had just come out of my mind, and at the same time I felt free. And then there was a tickle inside of both my brain and my throat. It was uncomfortable, but it didn't hurt. Like a mild itch if nothing else.

And then, she pulled away from me and stood on her hooves before giving me the strangest look I had ever seen from a unicorn. Not that I had ever seen a unicorn before that, but there was something in her eyes that spoke of confusion, amusement, and gratefulness showing from her eyes.

"Little one, I have given you a gift for saving my life," a female voice spoke inside of my head, and I realized in that moment that the Unicorn was talking to me. "It is extremely rare that one is pure enough to heal a unicorn, little one. While I would hope to shield you from the horrors of the world, I cannot. But I shall grant you this gift. You are now blessed by me. Little one, you will be my druid; to stand proud for us. And as for my gift I give you the ability to speak with all creatures. You are now a beast speaker." She said while looking into my eyes.

"I'm a what?" I asked, feeling a small sense of déjà vu from this conversation that I was sharing with the unicorn.

"You are a druid and a beast speaker. From now on your magic will tie into the natural earth magic around you and you will be able to speak with any and all animals. It will sound strange to others because I have modified your vocal cords in a way that can mimic sounds, but I feel as if you will find the talent very useful in coming days. But you must keep it a secret to all whom you do not trust, little druid. People will try and use you." The unicorn explained and then cautioned, her voice rolling into my head like a soft passing stream.

"I-I promise I will be careful." I told her sincerely before I was distracted by the centaur and by the time I looked back she had already gone back into the forest and out of sight.

"Listen to her words, child. They were well said." The centaur gave his own advice to me.

I could only nod as I followed the centaur back to the others. Hagrid had been going crazy that Malfoy had just abandoned me. At least it showed him that he was not the best thing in the world at the time. Then again, this is the overinflated ego of Draco Malfoy that I was talking about at the time. It clearly was not going anywhere.

At the end of that year, I hadn't told Ron or Hermione. I don't know why I didn't. I do trust them. But with how much the unicorn had warned me not to tell anyone, I found it hard to do so. So I kept it quiet as we went into the chamber and past Fluffy. I didn't mention it when I was all of a sudden having to concentrate when I was talking to Hedwig so that I didn't end up hooting like an owl around them, and I didn't show how disgusted I found Scabbers to be when the thing talked. It was a bloody nightmare in the making.

All throughout the summer I found myself testing just what I could speak to. So far they had all be surprising me in one way or another.

For instance, squirrels are vicious and really very rude while smaller birds are annoying and bigger ones are more level headed. Then cats were self-centered, dogs were subservient, and mice just want to get away. All in all I couldn't help but wonder how magical animals would compare with that.

Of course while doing this I got used to making sure that I was speaking in a way that others wouldn't notice. I even listened to myself to figure out how to speak around animals without talking in their language. It was a bloody nightmare, but I was thankful for the summer to get that done. I had been lucky last year at Hogwarts because I really wasn't around many animals. Even then I know that I slipped up every once in a while.

In the end I was even able to tell when I was speaking in parseltongue. I thought that was a feat worth mentioning. Hedwig was a huge help. When she wasn't mothering me she was teaching me about the different customs of animals and the way that they all interacted. She also spoke to me about druids. Seeing as I was now one, she helped to describe what made me one and what I could expect from it. Our bond grew over the summer. It was almost to the point where she was my familiar. Being a druid I learned that I could have more than one. It was all very fascinating.

I also took to drawing the animals I came across. I hadn't really been drawing at Hogwarts, but I knew that I had a talent. But after drawing a near perfect Hedwig one night, I knew that I shouldn't have stopped. Knowing I needed to at least cultivate that skill, I went out with some money that I had hidden from the Dursely's and I bought a few sketch pads and a lot of pencils. And even if I could not use magic outside of school, I had found the spell that I would be able to use to make the sketches come to life once we were back in the school.

It was all so well, that I knew something was going to happen to make things worse on me. It came in the form of a house elf of all things. It was stealing my mail and came up to me telling me not to go to school when all of a sudden it used magic in the house and I was blamed.

Then there were bar on my window, locks on my door, a cat flap, and I was rescued later by the Weasely's in a flying car. It was a rather hectic way to end the summer. But I got to go to the Burrow and that was amazing. Even if Ron and I had some trouble with the entry to the platform and had points taken away by Snape because of it along with detention. It was all because of that flying car. I had told Ron to wait, but he just thought that it would be better to just drive the flying car. It was rather stupid of us.

Two words to describe the new Defense teacher – self-centered git. And if that was not bad enough, he had hypnotized the female population of the world. Hermione, the most level headed girl known, had drawn harts around his class on her time table. It was unacceptable.

It was the first day of his class that everything happened, and it was so stupid! Who decorates a class room with pictures of themselves including a painting of you paining yourself? Could he get any worse? And I should not have asked that question because he did when he passed out a quiz asking the students about himself. All of the girls sighed, Gryffindor, Slytherin, it didn't matter. The girls were sighing at him. It was too disgusting for words!

Then the ponce decided that it was a good idea to set a cage full of pixies on us! Without knowing a damn thing about how to tame them afterwards. Hermione would insist that he was teaching us through experience, but I knew better than that.

It was then that two of the pixies made their way towards me. One was clearly full grown, while the other was small and childlike. They were both blue with bug like eyes and antennae with beetle like wings. I saw that the two were not attacking me, and I knew right away that they both knew that I was unicorn blessed. I could see it in their eyes.

"Young one, please, I will go back with the others in the cage when this is over, but I cannot help but plead with you to take my son. He is so young and deserves to find happiness still. I do not wish that cage on him for his entire life. Please, take him on as a friend or potential familiar. You never know when a pixie can come in handy." The elder of the two said as she pushed the child towards me. I could see the concern in her eyes, and I knew that I couldn't say no. It was not his or her fault that they had been put into the hands of someone like Lockheart.

"I will take him," I whispered in the pixie language, "but he must promise me not to cause any mischief within the tower we stay and to only target those that I approve of. If he acts in a way that is unbefitting of the school, I cannot guarantee that he will not be taken away." I answered.

She seemed to agree to my answer seeing as she nodded her head and strangled a promise from the little one to be good for me. I then placed the little pixie in a pocket of my robes opposite to the one that I kept my wand in. I was not an idiot; I had seen what the other pixie had done with Lockheart's wand.

And that was how I got Discord. It was a name that we both agreed on, and he was almost buzzing with excitement when I gave him the name. To say that we bonded was an understatement. We both gave in to our mischievous side and pranked the living daylights out of the one who had put him in a cage to begin with. The blond ponce didn't know what hit him, but that didn't matter. Even the twins were grudgingly impressed by the chaos that we made. It was not widely known, but pixies have magic that it centered on pranks and chaos. It just is not nearly as powerful as a wizard's magic.

Discord was also the one who found the Chamber of Secrets.

It was a week before break when it happened. I was just about done with my homework when Discord came in frantically and started babbling about a huge snake and a secret entrance in a bathroom. At the time I had no idea what he was talking about, but I did know that it was something big. So I followed him to a bathroom where he told me to hiss at a sink.

I did, and it opened up. To say that I was surprised is an understatement. I had jumped up and cursed. This had been the bathroom that we were making pollyjuice potion in, and it was also the way that the monster was coming in and out of the halls. It was freaking insane! We could have been killed if we had been in there when the monster decided to come out one of those times. And Hermione was a muggleborn as well, meaning that she was in twice as much danger.

Pushing that aside, I listened to Discord and jumped into the dark and creepy tunnel. I passed the snake skin, hissed at another door, and I found myself in a chamber that was huge and freaky. A huge head was in the center of the room, and it was surrounded by water that must have been accumulating there for hundreds of years.

Just as I was about to back track and maybe find a teacher, a slithering coming from in front of me stopped me dead, and I watched as a sixty foot snake with gleaming yellow eyes came into view. Now, at the time I had no idea that she was a basilisk, or that her gaze was deadly, all that I knew was that she was a huge snake that was slithering at me while speaking.

"So you are another speaker of the tongue. And you are someone whom I will become familiar with too. Tell me, young Harry, how old are you now? I find that the memories I am seeking are changing and swirling." The snake asked in a silky voice.

I was very confused, the fear that I had come with replaced with it as she spoke those words. "I'm twelve." I answered her uncertainly.

We spoke then. She told me of the girl being forced to force her to go out and attack the children. She told me that she was here as a guardian, and that all she wanted was to protect the school when it mattered. That was the mandate that she had been given by Salazar, and when he had been there she had saved the school twice from invasion, once from muggles, and once from a more magically inclined enemy. She spoke of the spells cast on her and of what she was being forced to do, and of the plan that she had to have him help her get rid of it.

It was a week later that I managed to get the diary into the chamber, and we both watched as it was destroyed by her venom. When it was done, she was all but purring, if that was possible as a snake, and I watched helplessly as she curled herself gently around me. Though I didn't know it at the time, she had just claimed me as her child to any snake that smelt me. I was now considered the son of a basilisk, a prince among snakes.

With that done and Discord with me pranking the living daylights out of Lockheart, the school year ended without incident and I was still able to go down to the chamber every once in a while to visit the basilisk. She never did give me her name, but for some reason while speaking in the snake tongue, I had been calling her 'mater' and nothing else. Or, mother, in a different tongue.

We were all glad to hear that we were getting a new Defense teacher next year as we boarded the train, and with Hedwig and Discord at my side, I decided that this summer should be at least a little bit better than the last one. I still had not told Ron and Hermione about my blessing, but they did know that Discord was fast becoming my familiar like Hedwig was. With the amount of mischief we managed, it really wasn't any surprise.

I was wrong. The summer was absolutely terrible, and the year after it was not very good either. It started with me blowing my aunt up like a balloon on accident, and then went to a raving man godfather death eater on the loose and after me, and was rounded out by the dementors that were supposedly there to protect the students.

I was able to run out of the house and make it to the Leaky Caldron after blowing up Marge, and then I was able to speak \ my way into the good graces of my monster book for Care of Magical Creatures, and it was a tome of fun to stay there for the remainder of my summer. The minister of magic didn't even mind that I was staying away from my relatives. Though he didn't seem to be very official like, and was kind of dim witted in my opinion Discord wanted to have some fun with him, but I told him no.

I was warned about Sirius Black before I got on the train, and then I was attacked by the dementors. It was not fun listening to my parents die. It actually sucked. But I carried on and started classes. Care was a ton of fun, and the hippogriffs were amazing. Buckbeak liked me, but that was to be expected, but Malfoy just had to ruin it! He always did.

After a second attack by dementors latter in the year, Professor Lupin decided that he was going to help me with the patronus charm. And when I finally did get the charm, it was during a quidditch match off all things, and the 'dementors' were Malfoy and his goons. My patronus ended up being a unicorn! It was interesting to say the least. The dementors are the embodiment of fear, just as the unicorn was the embodiment of all things pure, including hope. So I named my patronus Hope in favor of that.

I managed a pretty wonderful year. It was mostly without incident, and Discord and I visiting mater every once in a while, along with my talks with Buckbeak. Some of the other animals that Hagrid introduced me to weren't all that bad either. I had even begun to read through a couple of magical creature encyclopedias to just see what was out there. But to be honest that was mostly just me just being curious about the possibilities of my beast speaking abilities. But everything had to go wrong at the end.

We were visiting Hagrid about Buckbeak being sentenced to death when it started. Then, after Ron being kidnapped by a grim, the shrieking shack, a convict, rats, dungeon bats, werewolves, playing with time, hippogriffs, unexpected wild magic help, and dementors, I had a godfather who was on the run with a hippogriff and was once again in the hospital wing. That was how I rounded out my year.

It was not very fun, but at least I had more than I did before. Oh, and I have a new firebolt! The fastest broom out there. Of course, Hermione did have it confiscated for a while, but I got it back.

Ron and Hermione still had no idea about the beast speaking, and I don't think I am going to tell them any time soon. Hermione almost saw what it meant with me being a druid, but the wild magic that had bent to my will did not do so much as to draw attention. I think that she just wrote it off as accidental magic.

The summer after my third year was the best summer ever! Yes I did spend a little while with the Dursely's. But after that I was taken by the Weasely's and they took me to the Quidditch World Cup! It was amazing to watch the game done by professionals. They zoomed through the air and made everything else I had seen before that look like it was in slow motion and played by a group of five year olds.

Everything was going great. Thanks to the unicorn's blessing I was not like Ron who was about to throw himself out of the stands and to his death when the vela started to dance. But I did get to laugh at him and received some strange looks for being immune to the allure. Apparently it was unusual for young men to resist the allure at my age, and even some women have problems with it.

The blessing had made it so that allures and compulsions or love potions wouldn't work on me. The unicorn is a pure being; they are not swayed by such trivial things as human made influences. And being marked as their druid, I received the same treatment.

It was only after the game had ended, Ireland winning but Krum catching the snitch, that things took a turn for the worse. The old death eater crowd got rowdy and started to torment the muggles who had been guarding the gates. After running away, and then having to hide before the ministry came and thought we were responsible for the dark mark in the sky, I was so happy to go back to the Burrow.

Sooner than I would have thought, we were on the train and going to school!

A/N So that was the first chapter getting us into the main story setting and time. The next chapter will be a mix of abbreviations and detail. Then it is straight to the story. I hope that you liked this, and that you well continue to read it. I also love reviews. IT makes me feel like writing faster.