Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Note I am American so I can only attempt to use British English.
Chapter 1: Bitten
POV: Remus'
I guess this all started when I was young, about six. Actually it was my sixth birthday. My mom and dad had just thrown me a party with a few of my friends from my primary school. We were in my backyard. It was getting late in the evening, it was a Friday night so they were able to stay until after dark.
I looked up and saw the moon. I always thought it was pretty when it was full. My mom came out of the house carrying my chocolate birthday cake, candles a light. My friends started singing "Happy Birthday" as she sat down the cake after everyone finished singing I thought up a wish, "I wish I could be as great as a wizard as my father." I thought and blew out the candles.
My mom and dad told me that morning that my father a wizard. They explained everything about the school my father went to, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I would most likely be a wizard too, since he was. They didn't act to weird around my friends and neighbors because my mom was a Muggle, meaning she was not magical.
Everyone cheered as I blew out the candles. Then there was a snap, a twig had broken, someone had stepped on it. Everyone looked over and saw someone, or rather something and it was starring right at me. It snarled and someone screamed.
"Everyone get back inside!" my mom screamed. All my friends ran inside, my dad pulled out a stick, which I guessed was his wand. I tried to run inside, but I tripped on a tree root.
The thing out of the shadow lunged at me, I realized with a major shock, that it was a werewolf. My dad tried to stop the werewolf, but he was too late, the werewolf had me pinned to the ground.
"You know who I am child?" asked the werewolf.
I was too scared to reply.
"I am Fennir Greyback," the werewolf replied. "And you will now be like me."
My father stopped trying to hit Greyback, probably of fear of hitting me.
Greyback brought down his maw on to my upper right arm and bit down.
I screamed out of pain, I thought he was going to take my arm off. I blacked out, the pain was so bad.
When I woke up I was in a hospital bed, my mom crying beside me.
"Mom what happened?" I asked.
"Honey, you were bit by a werewolf. Do you know what that means?" my mom asked.
I shock my head.
"Remus, you must listen very carefully." said a man I supposed to be a doctor. "I am Dr. Rice, a healer here at St. Mungos. It is a wizard's hospital. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir." I said.
"There is no cure for a werewolf bite. Do you know what happens after someone has been bitten by a werewolf?" Dr. Rice asked
Then it hit me, something Greyback said right before he bit me, 'You will now be like me.' "I'm a werewolf now?" I asked.
"Yes," Dr. Rice said as my mom started another round of sobbing.
Questions flowed though my mind, will I still be able to be a wizard or would being a werewolf prevent me from doing magic?
"Now taking into consideration that your dad is a wizard, you will most likely still be." Dr. Rice seemed to answer the question that was in my mind.
Little did I know then how much my life would change.