DRAGONVIAN SOULBOUND

I don't own Harry Potter or any references to Dragon Quest VIII.

AU Sirus didn't die in fifth year.

Chapter 1

Harry Potter had returned to Hogwarts for his six year. It was now Halloween and Harry was waiting for his yearly catastrophe on this day. It was just after dinner and Harry was contemplating his life as it was. Going up to the Astronomy Tower to be alone and think on the things he had recently learned and acknowledged to himself. He had come to realize that Dumbledoor was a manipulating old geezer and his best friends were in fact not really his true friends. It was about a month ago that he had accidently stumbled upon Ron and Herimone, discussing how if it wasn't for the money the headmaster was paying them that they wouldn't be caught near him. The fame of being his friends was another thing that they were capitalizing upon. Their betrayal hit him hard. Having no other close friends, he was truly alone again.

This coming so soon after Sirus had end up in a coma with no one knowing when he would awaken, had been devastating. Only the fact that Sirus was now free kept him from completing losing it. How Sirus was freed, luckily enough Wormtail had been captured in the battle of the Ministry and the truth of the Potters' Secret Keeper had been revealed and Sirus was acquitted. This at least lessened his worry about Sirus being kissed. Not that he seem to be any better, what with the coma and little chance of reviving. All he could do was hope that he woke up.

Getting back to how Harry found out that just what his so-called friends were like and what he had done when he found out. At first he almost rushed in to confront them but his secret Slytherin side cautioned him to hold back and examine the whole picture. Exiting from the area with out either knowing that he had been there, Harry went to think how this would effect him. After a long debate with himself he decide to slowly cut ties with his fame seeking friends. He would adopt a Slytherin attitude to steer his way clear of the greedy money grabbing trash.

He needed to be careful how to end their friendship with out tipping off Dumb as a door that it wasn't some normal moody angst teenager striking out a anyone in his depressed state, considering his godfather will more than likely never wake up. Harry really couldn't let the old coot realize that he, Harry, knew of the manipulations that bastard had been doing to Harry since he was a baby.

Looking back now, he could see all the ways he had been used. Lets think about it: 1st year there's the troll, traps and Qurriell. Second year was the Chamber of Secrets, a Basilisk, and a shade of Voldemort. Third year was dementors, killer's on the loose, and spiders the size of a house. 4th year had seen him facing dragons, lake monsters, mazes, and the return of Voldemort. And how can he forget in fifth year he was called a attention seeking liar and murderer by students and the whole of wizarding Britain, also detentions with Umbitch and blood quills, all he was told by Mcgonagal was to keep his head down. It was a sad day when the most hated teacher in school was actually the best head of house.

He had secretly made some friends with some Slytherins after the revelations from a month ago. Not that it had been easy but he consider it time well spent. Seeing that while they had been his enemies, they were consistent. They had never lied about being his friend and were more honest then Griffendors ironically. Its funny how he could depend on the snakes to be the better house when it is said that Slytherin is evil. The wizarding world from their point of view showed another side that he hadn't known. Putting him on a different path, on that promised to bring the wizarding world to its knees.

Some of the things he learned from them was earth shattering. What they had told him about Snape was an example of this. Who would of thought that Snape was a great head of house, to be frank it surprised him. Snape was there to make sure each person in his house had everything they needed, be it school supplies or personal effects. He made sure that they all had physicals done to make sure everyone was healthy and he rooted out the abused victims and quietly found a way to help them. He made sure they did their work and knew how to study to prepare for their lessons. Learning this had made Harry see Snape in a new light.

Having also seen how James Potter treated him when they were in school and the idea that Dumbledoor also had a hand in pushing Snape's emotional button to make him hate him, made Harry want to find a way to change the potion master's view of him. A little spying had confirmed that the Bumblebee had told Snape that Harry was a pampered little brat with a dream life with the Dursleys. If by dream he meant worst nightmare then yes he was.

All these things he was thinking about as he looked into the sky. Making a wish he pleaded. "Please, just one true friend is all I ask. Someone to love me for me. Someone to care. A reason to live. The truth to be saiddddd ahhhhhh," suddenly he falls to the ground in anguish, as if his flesh was being strip from his body with a blowtorch. Screaming out in agony, begging for it to stop.

What is happening to Harry. Will anyone find him in time to help. And if so will it be friend or enemy. Stay tune next chapter.