Dranakis

Chapter 1: Entering the magical world

Disclaimer: I will only write it once. Harry Potter  or any of its characters belong to JK Rowling. The only thing that belongs to me are OCs and the plot.

Picture on the cover is not made by me. I took it from the internet so the rights go to the person who made it. 

The blood inheritance test result in this chapter is inspired by "Harry Potter and The Shadowed Light" by  itshannieee on fanfiction.net. It's a good story so go check it out if you want to!

WARNING! This ff contains slash/yaoi/HarryxTom. There will also be other pairings. Also abuse is mentioned and there might be bashing. Well, actually I think it already counts as bashing. 

Other warnings will be added once I know of them.

Please don't mind my english and I would appreciate it if you would tell me any mistakes you see. Also don't expect it to be a good ff. It's the second one I uploaded and I deleted my first one after about one day. Any feedback is welcome but please no bashing! Thank you for giving my story a chance and I hope you enjoy!

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Harry had no one except for one person: his older brother. Dale was the best brother someone could ever hope for. Gentle, yet firm and everything Harry could ever wish for. He was father and mother for Harry and he didn't need anyone else. Not when they were in that orpanage, nor when they had been with the Dursley's.

He could still feel the pain when Vernon had punished him or the exhaustion from running away from Dudley and his other bullies. He remembered all the times any of them had said 'freak' and he could still see their glares when he closed his eyes. He remembered all of that but he also remembered his brother's hugs at night when he had cried himself to sleep, the love he had shown him and every single time when Dale had lied for him and taken his punishment.

And then when they got away they thought life would be better. They were wrong.

Everyone in the orphanage had hated them and they hadn't even known why, why they were different. Why would you just start hating someone without a reason?

The bullying started once again but this time only Dale was the target. Harry had never known why his brother had to suffer and not him. His brother always had to suffer so Harry could live a more peaceful life. Harry wouldn't care if he would get hurt. He didn't want his brother to feel so much pain because of him.

There was one accident that changed their lives once again. Dale had been cornered upstairs when Harry had finally gotten the courage to defend his older twin. The bullies had found Harry's attempt to stand up against them hilarious and had grabbed him. Dale had desperately tried to reach him to free him but he was held back. Then Harry was pushed down the stairs and Dale lost control. Harry could never explain what had happened but something did. The bullies were shoved away roughly and when they tried to step closer they would cry out in pain. Dale had somehow frozen Harry just before he was about to touch the ground. When Dale reached him he took Harry in his arms and everything went back to normal. Except the large burn marks on the bullies feet. Since then some still had tried to hurt them but stopped soon after because of the weird things happening when someone tried to hurt Harry. They stopped and ignored them as best as they could.

"Harry, wake up!"

Sleepy green eyes opened and looked at blue ones. Dale's black hair looked as perfect as ever for Harry. In Harry's eyes everything about his brother was perfect anyway.

Harry let out a yawn and sat up. "Is it already morning?", asked the sleepy boy and Dale nodded. "Breakfast is almost over. It's time." Harry nodded and Dale waited patiently for Harry before they both went down the stairs into the kitchen. The children had already eaten and were most likely in the garden with the adults.