Wolfsbane

Companion to Harry Potter and the Unprecedented Situations

Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling, nor do I own the Harry Potter characters or franchise.

Warning: Story contains Lemons, carnage, and mature language.

Beta: I can't thank Stephanie O enough for taking up the challenge of correcting my never ending mistakes. Her comments and revisions complement my plot beautifully.

Chapter One

Potter's Pup

Harry's POV:

"How are you feeling, Gin?" Concerned, I joined her side in the large maternity bed, feeding her the cup of ice she requested groggily.

"Feeling oddly empty. I reckon the C-Section went well? How are Lily and Hugo?" Ginny muttered worried, wincing as she pulled herself up so she could chew the ice chips I placed into her mouth.

"Fine…Lily is being observed to see if her shifting affected her growth and development. Hugo is being observed to see if Lily's shifting affected him at all. The circumstances are amazingly non existent, no one can tell how being born a werewolf will affect her growth. I think it's safe to say she is the first of her kind…" Running my fingers through my hair I quieted, my fears resurfacing.

I considered the implications involving my daughter and her development. I could have unintentionally ruined her entire life by passing on my werewolf gene. Sure she could attend school and have a job with the ministry if she wished; the werewolf laws would abolish prejudice, but her finding someone that will accept her as she was, was nearly impossible. Ginny loved me before I was bitten, so it was easier for her to accept it. Tonks was an oddity herself, so her love for Lupin was acceptable and unsurprising.

"Harry, she will be fine. I can see your concern, it's written all over your face. I know she will grow to be an amazing and well loved little girl. I expect challenges, but nothing we can't handle." Ginny's voice was tender, her lips parting in a smile as she watched me. Leaning forward, I kissed her lips lovingly, and she eagerly accepted.

The door creaked open then, and I cuddled closer to my wife, careful to not strain her tender midsection as I pulled her close. With a tired sigh, she inched close for support as she faced our guest. The male healer held both Hugo and Lily, his face seemed amused as he lead Ron and Hermione into our room.

"Before I can allow you to hold both babies, I need to inform you that Hermione and Ron decided that it was best for you to breastfeed their son if you felt inclined to do so. Legally, you can refuse and they can bottle feed him. Lily and Hugo are in good health, and will be allowed to leave in a few days." He looked at Ginny, apparently waiting on her reply to Ron and Hermione's request.

Ginny looked annoyed, her eyes flashing to her brother and sister in law with contempt. "What do you take me for? I bloody cared for him for nine months, of course I will breastfeed my nephew…" She smiled lightly, apparently done with her rant as she held her arms out for a baby. Ron and Hermione seemed relieved, entering the room fully to sit in chairs placed next to Ginny. The healer handed her Hugo first, and she tugged the blanket over her breast to cover as she helped him latch.

The healer passed me Lily carefully, and I observed my daughter for the first time with excitement and worry. Lily seemed to be awake, her lips puckering hungerly as she nuzzled my body for warmth, her hand clutching my scrubs with surprisingly firm fingers. Stroking her soft patch of red hair, I was pleasantly surprised to see she resembled Ginny, unlike her older brothers James and Albus who resembled me.

"Blimey, he takes after me…" Ron chuckled, pulling Hermione's waist with a wide smile closer to him as they waited for their son to finish feeding. Ginny scoffed, her brows rising amused as she watched her brother, her hold on her nephew tightening as he continued his suckling.

"He has a very good reason to eat a lot, unlike you." She teased, her eyes soft as she peered under the blanket at her nephew. Hermione laughed, her hand tightening around Ron's available one.

"I can't thank you enough for surrogating him, Ginny; I can only hope Lily and Hugo develop a bond that rivals Fred and George's." Hermione commented, and we all smiled with similar hopes. Ron shot me a wink as he roared in laughter. Laughing briefly with him, I leaned towards Lily and pressed my lips to her soft forehead.

"We can only hope for a lot" I muttered against her head, considering her unsure future and hoping she would be accepted for being special. My love for my daughter causing my throat to lump up. She would be our first daughter and our last child. Ginny and I had decided we couldn't risk another possibly complicated pregnancy.

"Love you, angel" I murmured, low enough for only her to hear. She wiggled, her hands eagerly taking my finger as I placed it into her available hand.

"Not to ruin a moment… but what's going to happen tonight, Harry? She's going to be here still, but I don't see how we can give her the wolfsbane when she's this little…" Hermione murmured, taking Hugo as Ginny handed her nephew over to his mother.

"We will put her in a separate room from the other children so she can shift without casualties, and there will be constant surveillance to insure she is safe. We're working on an injection form of the potion, so she won't have to be a full wolf when she shifts in the near future. We would prefer her father staying here overnight with her while he shifts. She might find him comforting during and after the transformation." The healer spoke up while he observed us, his brow raised as he watched Lily interact with me.

Looking at Ginny, she nodded with understanding and I gave her Lily to feed. Repeating her actions as she did with Hugo, she covered Lily and her breast with the blanket as Lily suckled.

"I'll happily stay to comfort her… it's the least I could do to insure she is happy and safe. She is too little to be alone during such a vulnerable time." My eyes briefly left Ginny so I could look at my siblings.

"You will stay here with Ginny tonight, right?" my voice rough with seriousness as my gaze held both Ron and Hermione.

"Of course, Harry" Hermione hummed, her gaze drifting to Hugo as she kissed his smooth fiery patch of hair. Ron nodded, his eyes returning to his son as he studied his features. Hugo seemed to look just like Ron, just as much as Rose resembled Hermione.

"I will make sure everything is arranged to accommodate you as well then, Mr. Potter." The healer murmured, leaving the room.

HLHLHLHLHLHL

"Right in here, Mr. Potter." Nikki smiled, gesturing to a fairly large room. Entering, I remembered the cot and chair, as well as the thick heavy curtains that covered the viewing window. This was the room I boarded in after I received my bite that dreaded night, I realized, as I tightened my hold on my sleeping daughter.

"If you need anything I suppose you can howl and we will figure out how we can help. Please get comfortable, deary." Nikki smiled; her eyes slightly tainted with concern as she turns away and leaves the room, locking the door behind her.

Looking at Lily, I stroke her nose before laying her onto the cot, her mouth opening in a yawn as she slowly awakes. Removing the vial in my robes, I easily down the putrid potion that I rely on to stay sane on nights like this. Finished with the wolfsbane, I join Lily on the cot, holding her close to my chest.

Hours seemed to pass slowly as I wait. The hairs on my neck began to prickle as I sense the beginnings of the change. Lily slowly begins to twitch at my side, her mouth opening into a heart wrenching scream as she thrashes. Her body slowly begins to morph into a small and helpless were-pup. My body began to burn and stretch painfully, but I contain most of my discomfort as I focus on my daughter and her safety. Closing my eyes briefly, our voices mold into painful whelps as we finish the last bit of shifting. My face painfully contorts into a muzzle and my ears slightly lengthen into fine points as the pain begins to dull. Finished, I look at Lily when she seems to calm.

Lily's body is slightly covered with fine red hair as she whines, her muzzle nudging me as she releases a toothless whimper. Whining softly, I lick her nape and she seems to relax at my contact; her instincts seem to convey to her that I am her father. Blindly, her hands grasp my slightly thicker and darker coat, her small nails nicking my skin as her whines grew. Tucking her infant body closer to mine protectively, I groom her comfortingly, her whines dying as she drifted to sleep.

Sighing, I rested my head over her body, my enhanced vision allowing me to watch for danger as I monitored her heartbeat and breathing. I guard her the entire night, hoping she wouldn't grow to hate me for my lack of carefulness as she grows with this burden.

AN: I hope you all enjoy the beginning of lily's life. I'm working on Aurora's story as well, so keep your eyes peeled for updates!