AN- Okay, first of all I hope you guys are taking the time to read this. If not don't complain to me if there is something you don't like in this story.

This is going to be a lot darker than the things I normally write. As per usual this will be a Harry/ Draco fic, just not immediately. There will be bits of violence in this one as well. Now that we've covered the basics, read and review I hope you like it and btw, I don't own anything you recognize.

Thanks a lot everyone!

The cold heart wrenching scream of a child echoed through the forest a few miles away from Surrey. Birds heard the awful noise and fled to the skies flapping their wings and cawing noisily. They could not cover the pained howls of the child. Squirrels fled to the top most branches of the trees and deer could be seen galloping away as fast as their legs would carry them.

There was certain darkness in the woods tonight and all the living creatures there were putting as much distance between themselves and that evil as they possibly could...

3 days earlier...

"Boy! You better have some seriously good explanation as to why your Aunt got a call from the school today!" A beefy man with a large mustache screamed at a small raven haired child.

"I don't know how I ended up on the roof Uncle Vernon, I was running away from..." Harry looked at his cousin Dudley glaring at him before changing his story slightly.

" I was running from a bully. I went to hide and the next thing I knew I was on the roof. It was like magic."

Uncle Vernon's face turned a dangerous shade of purple and he turned to his wife. "I do not care about any promise you made. I will not have his unnatural freakishness in my home any longer."

"What will you do with him then Vernon? If they find him they'll just bring him back here." Aunt Petunia pursed her lips over her horse like teeth.

Harry stood looking back and forth between the two of them trying as hard as he could to understand what they were talking about.

"Don't worry I'll make sure they don't find him, I'll make sure no one ever finds him again." Vernon promised grabbing the boy by the arm he drug him out the family car and tossed him into the backseat.

Needless the say young Harry was terrified, but he couldn't help but be a little excited too. He wasn't allowed in the car very often and normally he had to endure Dudley pinching at him or hitting him when it did occur.

They drove for only a short while before Vernon pulled the car off the side of the road and pulled Harry out of the backseat leading him into the forest. This part of the journey seemed to take forever. Vernon yanked the child through the dense trees and over fallen logs until there was barely any light filtering in through the foliage and Harry could no longer see the road.

"Uncle, what are we doing?" Harry finally asked shivering. Vernon hadn't given him a coat and it was beginning to get cold.

"I told you never to ask questions freak!" Vernon backhanded the child with enough force to knock the boy to the ground. Before Harry could get to his feet Vernon kicked him in the ribs and drug him by his hair to a nearby tree.

Harry fought back as much as he could screaming and clawing at his uncle, but Vernon was a lot bigger than he and in no time had tied the child to the tree.

"No one will find you here, and you will never be a plague to my family again." The fat man sneered leaving him there crying in the quickly darkening woods.

Harry lost track of time as he cried and shivered and begged for the pain in his ribs to stop. Waves of hunger swept over him and finally with a final cry of "Please someone make it all stop." Exhaustion over came the raven haired child and he fell asleep.

"What should we do with this one my brothers?" A voice made Harry jump and open his eyes hissing at the pain involved in the small amount of movement.

"He would make an appetizing little snack." another voice spoke with a laugh. Harry squinted trying to see the owners of the voices but his glasses had been lost when Vernon drug him in here.

"Both of you stop, can't you see he is frightened enough already." Yet another voice made itself known.

The third voice moved closer to Harry to where he could make out a beautiful face of a male with long black hair.

"What is your name young one?" The man questioned softly.

"H.H Harry." The youth whimpered. "What are you going to do to me?"

The man chuckled and the sound caused warmth to settle in Harry's heart. "We heard your pleas of help young one. I do not mean you any harm. My name is Nathan."

"He'd be a snack if it was up to me." One of the man's companions muttered.

"It is not up to you!" Nathan bellowed at the other and Harry flinched.

"I apologize for startling you. It was not my intention." Nathan reached up a hand to move the youths raven locks from his face in a comforting gesture. He gasped upon seeing a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead.

"The child of the prophecy." He gasped.

"Here in the woods? It cannot be." Another whispered. Harry didn't like not being able to see where the other two voices were coming from and Nathan seemed to sense this.

"These are my companions, Aaron and Artemis. They will not harm you either. I would like to give you a gift young one." Nathan began but was interrupted by the other two.

"No, I want to give him a gift." They both spoke at once. "He will be the one to avenge us after all these years."

The three bickered back and forth for a few minutes before it was settled they would each give him a gift.

"It has never been heard of or done before." Nathan sighed running his fingers through his hair. "He may not survive it."

Harry began to struggle again upon hearing this. The tight ropes around his wrists cut into his flesh and a small trail of blood trickled from his wrist and Artemis went into a frenzy.

"Then so be it! We can at least say we tried." He growled.

Nathan knelt before Harry again. "Harry I am a Daemon and I would like to give you a few of my abilities. Among them could be the ability to naturally heal yourself and others, as well as perfect eyesight and hearing. Would you accept this gift to help keep you safe?"

"What would you have to do?" Harry asked his voice coming out in a whimper.

Nathan smiled and placed the palm of his hands on either side of Harry's head. A warm glow formed there and worked its way throughout Harry's body. Within moments Harry's eyesight cleared and he looked at the three men in the clearing.

"Not everything will happen at once. It could take a little while." Nathan smiled kissing the boys forehead he stepped away.

Harry wondered why they wouldn't untie him, before he had the chance to ask the vampire Artemis stepped forward.

"My gift to you child, also will come with a curse. I am a vampire. My strength and speed are unmatched. Unfortunately I hold one weakness, My thirst for blood."

Before Harry could accept the gift or ask how it would be done the vampire's canines lengthened and faster than a blink of the eye sank them into Harry's neck.

Harry cried out in pain that seemed to dissipate a little as soon as the vampire stepped back. Harry's vision began to go blurry again when the third stepped forward.

Aaron locked eyes with the boy.

"I am a shape shifter. I will give you my ability to shift however, it is rare for anyone who is turned into a shifter to take more than three or four forms. I must bite you as well I am sorry for that." Aaron leaned Harry's head to the side sinking his teeth into the opposite side from where Artemis had done the same.

As soon as Aaron stepped back Harry felt a blinding headache settle into the front of his head and Nathan gave him a sad smile.

"I am sorry I didn't tell you of this first. But you will go through some excruciating pain during your transformation. Your body has to change to accept our gifts. You may not survive. If you do you will see me again. Best of luck." Nathan suddenly sprouted a set of wings and took off through the thick foliage to the sky.

"You will have the ability to take revenge on the people who did this too you. Don't waste it." Artemis snarled taking off through the trees at supersonic speed.

"You have to excuse him. He's been that way since his mate was taken from him. Good luck Harry," Aaron nodded before turning into a falcon and taking to the skies after Nathan.

Beads of sweat formed all over Harry's body and an agonizing pain wracked his entire body. He felt as if all of his bones had broken at once after he had been dipped in a tub of acid that was boiling his skin. His blood was turning to ice.

He felt the screams tearing from his throat causing it to bleed, this went on for what seemed like a century before the world finally quit spinning and the pain dissipated.

In a quick movement Harry snapped the ropes binding his wrists and looked around. He could tell it was nighttime but he could see everything perfectly. He stood and wobbled slightly before falling backwards. There was a weight throwing off his center of gravity. He grabbed around at his back to where to offensive heavy item was and startled himself when his hand fell upon something soft and silky like a birds wings.

Jutting out of the boys back were a set of wings Crimson in color, the tips of each wing looked like they had been dipped into a royal purple paint.

Harry smiled maliciously, Artemis had given him one very good bit of advice. Harry decided to pay a visit to Uncle Vernon.

At that very thought Harry beat the wings a few times rising into the air the taste of blood already filling his thoughts.