Hi I am back! Sorry for not uploading anyhing for so long but hopefully i be back in full swing now!

This is slash so if you do not like then do not read.

Please review as i am writing this for a firend and i bit worried about it. I normally do not like crossovers that much

Thanks and hopefully you will enjoy...

Chapter One

With a deafening crack the trees broke as the boy landed painfully on the hard ground. Stumbling to his feet he tried to pick himself up as he nervously glanced around him. Fearful of what could still be following him. A twisted and insane laugh haunted the forest as fear gripped him tightly. That laugh could only belong to one person and it was clear that she was still following him.

Glancing around he forced his exhausted body into moving, almost running away from the laughter. It was nearly too much for him, too much for him to handle and too much for him to cope with in such a short time. Everything had changed since that night; his whole life had been ripped from him, crushed into jagged pieces like shards from a broken mirror.

Now he was at his limit. Tired, bruised and so god damn thirsty! It was intoxicating, demanding and every vein within his body seems to scream at him to obey his desire. There was no escaping the thirsty; you cannot ignore it, cannot vanish, cannot control it but only wield to its power. It surrounded him as he could hear the blood coursing through all human's veins, the rich and empowering smell drown out all other scents till nothing else existed and he could only dream of the taste.

The heat and flash of pure red light thundered towards him as he dived out of the way. A moan escaped his lips as he twisted his knee, closing his eyes and taking a deep breathe he forced himself on, past all limitations and what any normal person could do. Stumbling he lost his footing as he thump to the ground and his head cracked against the hard ground. Dazed and stunned he lay and curled up too exhausted to move and that was all the time that his pursuers needed to catch up with him.

The laughter stopped as the footsteps behind stalled. Swallowing down the bitter taste of fear and bile that rose up his throat he glanced back at the face of Bella and another unknown Death-eater. It was frightening the evil glint that shine in her eyes, the sick and twisted smile that was plastered across her face and suffocating darkness that clocked her presence. Raising her wands he knew that this was the end and he had so many regrets, so much unfinished business that he doubt he would have a peaceful after life.

A howl that splintered the silent night causing Bella to pause. Like a demon a large wolf seems appear out of the darkness. Snarling and growling, it charged at Bella and the other one. Snapping and growling it crashed against them. Bella screeched before hissing as she raised her wand with a evil glee.

"G-Go for the wand," he warned as the wolf twisted his large head at him, calculating what he been told. With a small movement of his head the wolf nodded much to his shock.

The Wolf leapt with such strength and such power that Bella was knocked clean off her feet and there a clear snap and sizzle of magic in the air as the wand was broken. The fight was bloody, cruel and primitive. Just like two animals fighting instead of one. Pushing the wolf off Bella laughed once more before fleeing. A sense of relief washed over him as he left but it quickly vanished as the wolf turned its amber eyes towards him.

It had a dainty , almost slender appearance about it and in the darkness of the night he thinks that it was a pale colour, almost a rich sandy colour It snarled at him before moving closer, almost as if it stalking him. It came closer and closer and he was too afraid to move. It sniffed him and confusion spread across his face. It was howled before another one leapt out of the darkness. Snarling and growling. This one was bigger, darker in colour. His fur was almost a russet brown fur. It nipped at the smaller one and made a noise that sounded almost as if he is scowling it. It turned it eyes upon the boy and for a brief moment their eyes meet. It had dark intelligent eyes.

It was in that moment that everything changed. As their eyes met the wolf snarl stopped and it whined instead. The earth seems to move and the wolf breathing changed; it became more ragged and rough. It reared its head towards him and he panicked. Fleeing, stumbling as the thundering off the wolves' paw followed him closely. Tripping he slipped and fell into the river, he coughed and spluttered as he resurface from the icy river . As if it was magic the wolves stopped on the edge, pacing and howling as Harry pulled himself out on the opposite side on the river. The beating of his heart slowed right back down.

Giving the wolves' one last look he began running through the forest again, praying that he could find somewhere to rest soon without any more witches, wolves or any other thing that lurks this forest. Lost in thought he not realise that there was someone else there until he smacked into them.

This person gripped him tightly and he looked up at him. He was tall, had blonde hair and his eyes were gold. Panicking Harry tried to pull himself free but the person just tighten his grip and held on his through the thrashing.

"Please, please…" he begged.

The person did not answer him but watched him carefully. Their gazes met and he stilled at what he saw in those eyes. A kindness and understanding that he had not seen since this all begin. The person moved to quickly and then darkness engulfed him.

He slumped into the persons arms and his last thought was that this might finally be the end.