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A/N; the first chapter is more of a backstory, still read to get a mind of things though

Chapter 1

Harry, named Harlan, and Draco are elves that were born in 1780. The two had helped the Wizarding community of that time got rid of a Dark Lord named Ramsey. At the age of 17, for Draco, and 16, for Harlan, they noticed that they had stopped aging. At the time, they thought it was just their imaginations, but then they noticed that their features were changing.

Draco's eyes becoming more silver than gray, his skin becoming paler than it already was, growing taller than his height of 5'10, stopping once he reached 6'3. His ears taking more of a point, than a curve. His lips becoming plump, as the upper lip thinned and the bottom kissable. His hair, which used to be a light blond color, now became platinum blonde, reaching his shoulders in soft silk. His body gaining lean muscles, chest and shoulder becoming broader. Draco's cheekbone became more pronounced, his face looking like the perfect aristocrat.

Harlan's was a little different. He still grew from the height he had, from 4'9 to that of 5'3. His already long hair growing from mid back to down to his knees, the color becoming darker, from black to midnight black, so dark that it looked blue, becoming soft silk. His tan complexion becoming paler. Harlan's body becoming lithe with a petite waist. His eyes becoming brighter, the green changing to Emerald with little gold streaks running through it. His ears becoming like Draco's. His lips taking on a natural pout. Harlan's soft face with rounded cheek bone, proportionally slim nose, high trimmed brows, and a rounded chin. The two of them both gaining fangs, sharper than what it should be.

"Why are we changing?" Harlan asked, almost fearful. He didn't know what was happening to them. He didn't know if it was dangerous. He turned to Draco, his only friend, and watched as he just looked.

"What are we going to do, Dray?"

"All we can do, is research this anomaly, Har," Draco answered. He looked at the boy who was his brother in all but blood. He didn't want him to be scared. Harlan nodded his head as the two walked to Draco's Manor.

FLASHBACK

They had both lost their parents to the war. Draco's mother, Auden, and father, Lucien, had died protecting him. He had just turned 17 when the Dark Lord, Ramsey, had invaded their house. Lucien had made an escape route for his family, but by the time they escaping, Auden had been hit with the killing curse. Lucien mad with grief told his only son and heir to keep going. He knew that if Ramsey caught his son, the Malfoy family would fall to his brother, Damien, but he wanted his son to live. Draco stood and watch as his father left, not knowing what to do. He turned after he heard his father yell at him to run. As he ran, he heard the sound of spells hitting objects. He had just reached the door when the tunnel collapsed on the other side. He screamed as hands reached in and pulled him out. He had just escaped at the cost of his parent's lives, he didn't want it to be for anything.

"Quiet, child." the man whispered, "Harlan, come here!"

Draco became quiet once he heard the name of his friend. He turned as the boy walked closer.

"It's ok, Draco. Dad, we have to go now." Harlan had lost his mother, Katherine, 4 months ago. His father, Emery, had made sure that he was safe and protected. The two Potters had made sure to keep out of the way of Ramsey. Now, they had to keep not only themselves safe, but Draco as well. Emery didn't want Draco to become depressed at the death of his father.

"I need the two of you to listen," he started, looking from his son to Draco, the boy he thought of as a son. "Run into the forest and stay there until I get back if I'm not back in 10 minutes, I want you to run, don't turn back. Harlan, know that I love you. Stay alive, both of you." He watched as Draco nodded, Harlan, crying as he nodded. Emery knew that he wasn't going to be seeing his little boy anytime soon. He kept his tears at bay as he looked at his son.

He watched as his sons walked into the forest and hid. Emery walked swiftly and silently into the destroyed manor. His brother, Mikael, would be waiting on the two. He walked with his head held high as he saw the body of Auden. He silently sent a prayer out for the deceased wife and mother. As he kept walking, he heard the sound of spells still being shot. He walked in the destroyed family room and saw Lucien still fighting the Dark Lord. As soon as he stepped in, followers of Ramsey, the Lotus, apparated in. He ducked as one of them shot a stunning spell at him.

"Mors Properata!" He yelled out. the man dropped dead. Emery swiveled to the right and left shooting off killing curses right in front of Lucien; two members fell with a stiff thump. Emery wrapped his arms around a woman with slightly graying hair. Her terrifying shrieks were instantly muffled when Emery snapped her neck. He walked closer and closer, killing those who got in his way. He looked into the eyes of Lucien. The two nodded their heads in silent agreement. None of them would be leaving this manor alive. Emery and Lucien walked closer to each other as Ramsey stood, shock written on his face.

"This ends now, Ramsey," Lucien said, tired.

"It ends when I say so," Ramsey said, arrogant in his own powers.

"You will not win," Emery answered. The two fathers raised their wand, as Ramsey raised both arms, both with wands in his hand.

"Mors Properata!" at that moment, all three yelled, the light of the spell, a sickly red, raced towards them. Ramsey's eyes widened as the spells hit his chest. Emery and Lucien stood as the spell hit them, dropping down, not seeing their sons running in.

FLASHBACK END

After that, the two had stuck together. Mikael had found them and took them to Potter Manor. Damien had arrived and saw his nephew, running towards him, he hugged him as Draco stood in shock.

"It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay." he kept whispering over and over. His blonde hair in disarray.

Damien watched as his nephew, his favorite, look out the window, he didn't know how to comfort him. His sister, Marian, had moved to France with her husband, Nathaniel Williams, so he was all Draco had for the moment.

"Draco, come here, please." he called out.

Draco turned to his uncle. He didn't want him to be sad, he just didn't know how to take his parents dying. The change he went through was also on his mind.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked as he looked at Damien.

"Any thing," Damien answered, glad he was finally talking.

"Do you notice anything different about me?"

Damien studied his nephew, finally noticing that he had grown, his features had changed.

"What happened, your different, but I can't put my tongue on it."

"I do not know. it happened to Harlan as well." Draco and Damien turned to the morose boy. Mikael was the one who answered.

"You have come into what is known as a creature inheritance. Depending on your features, you can either be a vampire, veela, or elf."

"But, why would we have a creature inheritance?" Harlan asked in a whisper.

"It could be for many reasons. Both of our family could have had a creature married into the family and the gene became dominant in the two of you, or it could have just manifested. it is known to only happen once." Mikael explained as he held his nephew.

"How can we tell what they are?" Damien asked.

"There is a book in our library that can help us." He got up and walked away, a few minutes later he came back with a book thicker than his arm.

"we know you are not veelas, so that leaves vampires and the different kind of elves." he opened the book to a page on elves.

'All elves differ in a number of important ways. Some are lithe and agile, with little body hair, fine features, and unmarred skin. Elves are resistant to the ravages of time and disease. They are able to withstand a greater range of temperature extremes, and their senses are extremely keen. Because of their extended lifespans, they suffer from a natural lack of discipline. Tall and slender, those of pure elven blood tend to have pale to fair skin, dark to light hair, and bright eyes. The elves' varied talents include a dedication to scholarship, unparalleled architectural and constructive skills, a love of forestry, fine metalworking and production of unique glassware and textile.'

"So, now we need to see if you are vampires. the sun is out, go sparkle." Mikael said, jokingly. Harlan and Draco nodded as they stood in front of the window, the sun shining in.

"Not vampires. so you're elves." Mikael said. He didn't know how he felt, his nephew would see his family grow and age, while he stayed the same. He didn't want Harlan nor Draco to go through that, If he could change it he would.

"It'll be okay, uncle Mikael" Harlan said, already knowing his uncle would feel like that.

"Yes, I know, I just... I wish you could grow old and have a family, kids." Damien nodded as he held Mikael's hand in comfort.

"I know, but, we could always be guides for the Potter and Malfoy family. Lead them on the right paths."

"Alright, but you are staying here until you have to leave. I don't want you to be hunted nor discriminated against." Mikael said in his best commanding voice.

"Of course, you both have to get married and have kids. I want to be here for that." Harlan smiled as he heard Draco's explanation.

"Ugh, don't remind us. Zoë has been looking at me since I propose, I think she expects me to say I was joking." Mikael groaned. He and Zoë have been courting for 3 years, and he had finally proposed 6 weeks ago.

"I have to propose, but I don't know if she will say yes," Damien said, he thought of Gabrielle.

"She will say yes, she loves you." Draco comforted. "You are 22 years old, you are now the Lord of the Malfoy, and you will be a great husband."

"Lord? Draco, you are still the heir of our family, so you are Lord now."

"Yeah, well, I change that now. I don't want to be Lord yet, so don't argue with me." Damien smiled as he looked at his young nephew.

"Yes, alright." Just then, an owl flew into the open window. "it seems Gringotts has heard of the death in our family."

'Malfoy/Potter Family,

We of Gringotts would like to give our condolences for the death of two powerful Lords. Lords that died too young. You will be needed to read the wills and testament of Emery Nicklaus Potter and Lucien Kol Malfoy. We have made sure that there has not been anyone claiming to be family there.

Hœknar

Head of Gringotts'

"Well, we better get going," Mikael said as he stood up.

At Gringotts, they saw many people celebrating as news of the Dark Lord reached them. People coming up to them and thanking them for what their fathers did. Draco became stoic as people kept celebrating. Harlan looked down as he walked, imagining the face of his father, his gentle face, and sparkling blue eyes, his smile that could light up a room. Damien and Mikael shielding them from the outside world.

The inside of Gringotts had fewer people than the outside, and for that they were grateful. The quartet walked up to the counter as the goblin kept working.

"Hello, we're here to see Hœknar."

"Name?" the goblin asked without looking up.

"Potter and Malfoy," Mikael answered. The goblin looked up, finally.

It nodded his head as he walked away. The four waited patiently as another goblin walked up.

"I am Hœknar if you could follow me." He turned without waiting for them to follow. "As you can see, the witches and wizards do not know how to be considerate."

They continued to walk until they reached a door. Hœknar opened the door and walked in.

"We are here to discuss the wills and testament of Lord Emery Nicklaus Potter and Lord Lucien Kol Malfoy. We shall look at Lord Potters first."

'My dearest family,

If you then I am sad to say that I have died. I know that you are all sad, but know that I am happy. I am happy to know that you are safe. I am happy to know that you can grow up, without having to worry about a madman hunting you down. Harlan, my sweet son, do not shed a tear for me, I am watching over you. Mikael, take care of my son.

Harlan, I know you never wanted to he Lord, but I would like it if, in the future, you take your place as the rightful Lord Potter, it does not matter if it is three years from now or fifteen years from now. Do not worry about the changes that you are going through, I have told Mikael to explain it to the best of his abilities. You will always be Lord Potter no matter what.

Mikael, I wish to thank you for watching over Harlan for the few days that you have. Harlan will give you the Potter Lordship, I know you do not like the duties of a Lord, but I beg of you, make sure that no matter what time of year, Harlan will always come back to being Lord Potter, You are Lord now, I know you will be a great one. You will both cause the Potter family to be remembered through history.

Your father/brother

Emery Nicklaus Potter'

Harlan cried silently as the will was finished, he was happy that his father understood that he never wanted to be a Lord.

"So, this means, that no matter what time of year, I will always have the ability to claim the Potter Lordship?"

"Yes, and it will be protected from those who claim to be the Potter Lord, they will never be able to touch what is in those vaults." the goblin reassured.

"alright, thank you."

'My loves,

it is sad for me to leave you all. I know that no matter what you will all move on and live happily for me. this is not the end, but a new beginning, a new way of life. I do not want you to be sad, this is a new way for you to live. I did this so you all will have a future.

Now, Draco, my son, you can decide when you will take up the Malfoy Lordship. I know of the inheritance, and I know you will be here for a long time. Know this, you will find a mate, you and Harlan both will, but it won't be until the time is right. Live well Draco, protect Harlan until he finds his mate, Harlan I wish for you to do the same. Protect each other.

Damien, I know you never expected for this to happen, but I hope that you will still take the Lordship, have a family, grow the Malfoy fortunes. Live a great and lovely life.

Yours truly,

Lucien Kol Malfoy'

"Now, to claim the Lordship, we just need to see if the ring will accept you." The two elder men nodded their heads as the goblin got out the rings to the Potter and Malfoy family. "You can put the rings on your finger." They did as tell, as the ring touched their finger in glowed and resized to fit.

"That means it accepts you, now for Harlan and Draco to be able to claim Lordship in the future, you each just have to put a drop of blood on your will and none of your future descendants will be able to remove or change it."

"Will we be able to edit our will without having to worry about the blood having to be redone?" Mikael asked.

"Yes, it will stay, it does not matter if you make a new will." The four nodded as they did what was told. "That is all."

The quartet left Gringotts after that, returning to their homes.

Over the years Draco Malfoy and Harlan Potter moved around, but always coming back to visit their family, the only ones who know that they are immortal.

TBC...

Edit: 8/30/2017; made some changes ad will most likely chnage the pairing that was picked for Harry (Harlan). It will still be a Vampire, but it will no longer be Jasper. So, Jasper will most likely be paired in a threesome with ?