So I edited this chapter a little, mainly because when I read it over a few days ago I found my eyes burning from how many mistakes there were. Hopefully you all enjoy

A/N:Just a oneshot. If anyone wants to adopt go ahead

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Harry Potter was currently sitting by the Great Lake of Hogwarts. He was sitting alone, as most of, if not the entire student body, including his best mate Ronald Weasley, seemed to think that he was capable of outsmarting an ancient magical artefact into thinking that he should enter a tournament that may or not kill him.

As he stared out the Lake he sighed. He felt truly alone. Hermione is a great friend, but he could not subject her to the sheer isolation the student body decided to put him under. It may have been stubborn of him to do that, but he would not subject any friend of his to the sheer bullshit that is teenage social norms.

As he stared out at the sea he was unaware that he was about to stumble upon something that would shake the core of the wizarding world, and the core of humanity itself.

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Harry sat there, absorbed in self pity when he heard something singing. It was a depressing sound, but it had a truly unearthly quality to it. He stood up, trying to find the source when suddenly, a woman appeared standing on the lake.

The woman was by far the most beautiful creature harry had ever seen, with a flawless face, massive chest, toned stomach and perfect hips. Along with that she wore barely any clothing except for what appeared to be scales covering her breast and crotch, and had a 5 star tatoo on her stomach.

It was only after Harry took all of these details in that he saw the weirdest thing about the singing lady. Along with beautiful silver blue hair, she had horns. Massive massive horns.

Now Harry has had some weird shit happen to him in the past, but this takes the cake. He just stood there in confusion when he realized that the song he was hearing was coming from the woman. It was at this moment Harry changed his fate forever. He decided to call out to her

"Hey, are you alright out there?"

The lady stopped her singing the moment she heard his voice, and opened her eyes to stare right at the one who called to her. Harry immediately felt his entire body freeze up. He felt fear, the most amount of fear he has ever felt in his relatively short life. The woman with a single glance scared Harry Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived, the slayer of dark wizards and monstrous beasts alike, more fear then even a dementor could ever hope to dredge up.

The lady looked at him, and proceeded to slowly come near him. Harry could not move but he knew, somewhere in his heart, that he was about to die. This was a simple fact. But as he looked at the woman who he knew was going to undoubtedly kill him in some horrible way he came to an epiphany. That this creature was lonely. He could see it in its eyes, that held only despair and sadness. His body acted before he could even realize what he was doing.

The normal thing to do would have been to run, as far and as fast as possible. In fact that is what every other living thing in the vicinity had already done. But Harry, he did something that even as he reflected about it years later, could not understand why.

As the creature came close to where he was sitting, still standing in the water, Harry reached out his hand and touched it on the cheek.

The Beast, for what else could it possibly be called froze.

"LAAAAAAAA…" It said, confusion evident on its beautiful features.

Harry smiled at his killer, "Are you alright?"

He had no idea why he was doing this and the next thing he did mystified him even more. He walked closer to this creature and gave it a hug. This had the unintended consequences of Harry's head being buried in the Beast's chest but it did not seem to care. It simply froze and slowly mimicked him.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" It said, holding harry tightly.

Harry continued his hug, not sure for how long but not caring. He felt his fear fade away and proceeded to slowly loosening his grip. The Beast mimicked him, and he simply looked up at its eyes.

Beautiful sad eyes the color of ruby. He smiled at the woman and in that moment the woman seemed to let go of something and a veritable flood of tears slowly streamed out.

"My name is Harry Potter, what is yours?"Harry repeated his name several times while pointing at himself, hoping it understood.

It didn't understand a word he said but she understood that the sounds coming out of this human was it trying to tell her its name.

"Harry Potter", It said in its inhumanly beautiful tone.

It didn't understand a word that he said, but now it knew his name. And the Beast II, a creature that literally ends civilizations easily, and commits genocide on global scale just by its sheer presence alone, said what its enemies always called her. What that Golden Haired man that smelled like the children she aided so long ago called her. What that creature that reeked of something terrifying called her. And the one who stood above them both and looked at her with the same eyes as the one who embraced her here called her.

"Tiamat"

A/N: Wrote this because everyone's not giving best mom the love she deserves. Hopefully we can see some more love for her in the future. And a servant version of her (come on Delight Works she is way to waifu to not have a servant to waste our quarts on)