Plot: That faithful night in 3rd year did not go as Harry had hoped it would. After being bitten his life will change forever

Rules:

*End of 3rd year onwards

*Dark harry

*After being bitten he receives the mark of lumpa

*The mark of lumpa was gifted to Romulus and Remus by the wolf goddess. It allows the transformed to become a true child of the moon and become the packmaster of all werewolves

*Harry's transformation is that of a gigantic shadow wolf (dire wolf)

*The packmaster is able to call on the spirit of lumpa herself in dire times

*Harry must still attend Hogwarts and complete in the tournament

*Ron and Hermione turn on harry

Optional:

*Crossovers- scattered references

*Harry becomes like greyback- no

*Harry serves Voldemort- ah hahaha no

*Harry becomes a dark Lord on his own- not neccesarily but if he has to cause fear to make things happen to ensure the safety of others he will make a show of force

*A war between vampires and werewolfs- maybe

*All wolves serve harry- eventually

*Harry resurrects the magical Roman empire with himself as emperor- maybe

Fobidden:

*Slash

*Harry rejwcting his creature side

Parring options

*Harry / Luna- maybe

*Harry /ofc- maybe

*Harry / returned lumpa- no, if he can call upon her power in times of dire need then a romantic relationship would make too convoluted an explanation down the line in-story to make sense

*Harry / any witch except hermione- lets just say who he ends up with will be a culmination of actions, words and his personal feelings

Harry growled as he paced back and forth in the empty compartment of the Hogwarts express as the train barrelled full steam ahead back to London. "I should have knew it!" His hand crashed into the hard oak panel that lined interior and felt it splinter into shards under his fury. Ever since the incident in the Shrieking Shack with Professor Lupin he had hidden the fact the bite he suffered had turned him from Ron and Hermoine. It was by a miracle that his fathers cloak kept his presence masked when he needed to deal with his furry side every full moon. "I had to push my fucking luck!" Another panel shattered under his rage as his eyes gained a deadly wolf like edge.

He had intended to keep up the illusion he was fine and unchanged but Hermoine had to put two & two together after noticing his behaviour. Scratching at the area where he'd been bitten, the coppery scent on his breath, the growth of his canines- she had to be that damn attentive. Then she had to blurt it out loud too! Fear of the unknown was one thing and even fear with just cause was understandable but the fear he saw spring up in her eyes as all color drained from her face didn't upset him. Not even her running in fear upset him. No, the source of his current rage was his once friend Ronald Billius Weasley. In a fashion that was one he was used to the redhaired boy turned tail like a coward, like that traitorous rat Wormtail, and ran. The dark scathing look was the fire that ignited his fury. If his thinking had been clearer he might have considered that some part of him of him knew his turn mark was different and that in turn made him different from any other turned werewolf. Instead of the regular bite mark scar left, his was that of a full moon with what appeared to be the shadow of a howling wolves head on the face of the moon. Why it was different he didn't know but what he did know was it made trying to control the wolf inside him harder. It was almost like the wolf was automatically perfectly part of him from the moment he had been cursed from the bite but thats the wolves innate aggression was a hundred times worse even his most fiery moments and that made his anger more explosive.

"Perhaps if you stopped fighting him and accepted him as part of you Harry Potter you would find yourself in more control."

Harry whirled on heel ready to chew out whoever dared to interrupt him while he vented his frustrations. Instead of finding the source of his frustration like he had some hopes to see, he was facing a blonde haired girl with a Ravenclaw crest on her school robes. "You don't know a thing about me" he said with a near enough snarl. "Leave girl."

The blonde scoffed as her dark green eyes took a glimmer of dangerousness on at being dismissed like a child. Her hand slammed the door shut behind her and a motion of her wand erected silence & privacy wards. "I don' know what about you precisely? I know you're a lycan. I know the DADA professor bit you and that every single person in the post for the last two years prior attacked you so being attacked this year is no surprise." She ignored the warning growl as she continued. "The biggest thing I do know Harry Potter, come this time the start of the next school year you'll be a permanent pariah to most of the student body. Friends you thought were your friends, they'll turn on you. Any Pureblood kids who were hold outs on if they should try for alliances with you because you are the next Lord Potter, they will turn on you just because you've been turned into a werewolf. I wouldn't be surprised if the Ministry tried to strip you of your rights to your families money, properties and legacy items just to keep them out of the hands of a 'filthy creature that should be put down for the betterment of wizard kind' and that is precisely the sentiment they have for ninety nine percent of all creatures. Thats not my sentiment brother." Before Harry open his mouth to speak she rolled her sleeve revealing to him a mark similar to his. "You can't try to control him Harry. He is now part of you. Many of our kind are cursed to have to fight with their wolves but very few of us are... Blessed I guess is the word. How we are chosen I don't know but our wolves act in the same way as an animagus. Accept him for who he is, who you now are, and the problems will go away" she said.

Harrys eyes were narrowed as his eyes focused on the scar like mark on the girls arm. Unlike his scar hers was in the shape of a three quarters full cresent moon with a vague depiction of what he guessed was a female wolf nursing two of her young. His eyes went narrower still for a moment realizing the young in question were not wolf but human... Human boys to be exact. In the space of a second it took for him to blink he was alone again. That had been no Hogwarts girl, he was certain of that.

"Great.. Now I'm either hallucinating or my mind is trying to convince me of something that was never there in the first place" Harry muttered to himself. Whether the girl was just a hallucination or not the privacy and silence wards were perfectly real. For another minute he paced like a trapped animal before throwing himself on one of the seats. "Maybe I should talk to him at least... Its not like he got asked if he wanted to be shoved inside me in the first place." With a sigh he closed his eyes and got into a meditative position.

'Its about time you thought to speak to me directly' a deep growling voice said. Before Harry stood a larrge pitch black furred, green eyed wolf. 'So whats the ocassion human? Trying to rid of me already? Or perhaps-'

"I"m here to talk. Look, neither of us is particularly happy right now and thats fairly obvious that even a blind man could see. I had some questions for you and I imagine you have me so lets just clear the air." With a wave of his hand the landscapr of his mind chamged to a forest clearing on a lake shore. The sounds of small prey and night night animals echoed around as he sat on a log by a roaring fire in a firepit. He saw the wolf eye him suspiciously before it approached him and on the opposite side of the firepit.

'You deny me, why?' the wolf asked sitting on his hind paws and lookinng directly at his human side. 'I am as much you as you are as much me. We are now two sides of the same coin but you may as well treat like a run of the mill mutt.'

"I donct deny you are here or now a part of my person. When my senses are supercharged to levels its almost overwhelming its hard tk deny you're herie" Harry said grabbing a stick off the geound to poke at the firs while he stared into it. "Its your anger and aggression I was trying to control. I was doing it to try and protect who I thought were my friends." A self-depreciating laugh escaped his lhis lips at that. "Fat lot of good it did me. I was found out anyway. My only real friends in the world turned their backs on me in biaased fear " he said with a bitter tone.

The wolfs eyes took on a furious expression hearing that. Given his human sides efforts to contain hi.m there was precious little he knew of the ones his human side considered pack. To hear they abandoned him in fear made him beyond furious! Pack was precious! The pack stuck together no matter what! It was the only thing to ground an Alpha from losing themselves, well besides a mate and pups of their own. 'If they left you because of fear than they were never truly part of your pack to begin with. Pack does not abandon its own. They stick together through thick and thin, hard times and good' the wolf said getting up and moving so he was on the same side of the fire as his human half.

"You say that like it matters" Harry said tossing the stick away. "My whole life, with the exception of the time I spent with my parents before they were killed when I was barely older than one year old, I've practically spent it all alone. Party of one, me myself and I... The lone wolf without a pack if you will." He ignored for the moment that the wolf was now standing beside him and staring intently at him. "It hurt a lot at first. By the age of six I was almost used to it too. My relatives treated me as an outcast, still do but its starting to get better not that I care at this point, and I began to accept that was just fact for my life. No one wants to know the real me, they only want what they perceiv me to be. The hero, The-Boy-Who-Lived,, a scapegoat to place all the blame on when the dragon dung hits the fam every year at Hogwarts." He stood and kicked som e dirt into the firepit killingthe flames instantly. "I live this life alone because the powers decided that I shouldn't be happy for some astronomical sin I must've performed during a past life of something.

'Yoi're not alone.' The wolf stepped forward nudging its head under his human sides hand while his eyes looked up. 'As long as you accept me and stop trying to control me you have an ally. I may be part of you Harry but I am a whole different breed of wolf from others who are btten and get injected into their host. YOU are a whole different breed of werewolf not seen since the days of old because I am here and you bear tbs Blessed Mark of the Alpha. You just need to accept me as I am and not only will all your problems trying to contain my anger and aggressionn become a thing of the past but a whole new world within the magical world will await you.'

Harry was a little sksptical as he crouched down so he was eye level with the wolf. "What world are you talking about?" he asked with a cautiois tone.

'Romulus and Remus were the first to be blessed by the Alpha though she did not turn them. The two brothers went on to build the empire of Rome. They reigned supreme for a time aided by the Alpha who they called mother. When they died the empire fell to shambles and as the human histories go it came to its end in time. All that remains of the Roman empire is ruins. Accept me as a whole so we can truly become one and as the only one blessed by thd Alpha herself you could rebirth the empire if you wished in this new age if you desired so. You could assume the mantle of Packmaster and no pack, wolf or werewolf alike, would disobey your every command. You could completely disappear from human society if that is your desire and never be found again' the wolf said nodding its head.

Harry was silent for a moment weighing the pros and cons before a quiet sigh. Even if his only ally was going to be himself it was better than facing the whole of magical society alone and fighting himself at the same time. "Tell me what I need to do" he said running his fingers through the wolfs fur.

The wolf said nothing and a slight head adjustment he bit hard enough to draw blood. A similar quick action broke tbe pad on his paw drawing blood. Bringing his bloodied paw he pressed the bleeding wounds together mingling their blood before they were surrounded by a flash of light.

When Harry could see again he was disorientated for a moment before a second of panic set in. His clothes were off in a pile beside him. And the wolf.. We are one.' That thought brought a comfort to his mind as his body moved with a confident stride without his comannd. Stopped at the edge of the shore he saw that instead of seeing his normal reflection he was looking at the wolfs reflection. A paw broke the surface of the water splashing water, even if it was all mental projections, up onto his muzzle.

"What do I call you ?" Harry asked though the question came out in the same deep growl as the wolfs voice had been thouvh it seemed to tempered slightly by his own cautious natural tone giving his voice a sort of rough and guard duality.

'I am you Harry and you are me. We share an identity but if you wish to give me a name to differentiate between us feel free' the wolfs voice echoed from the trees around Harry. 'All bow before the Alpha of Alphas for he comes with a chip on his shoulder and an axe to grind against those who would see him controlled' the wolf thought to himself.

Wolf Harry llaid down staring at his reflection and pawing the water occasionally in thought. "Nyx, for my own sanity instead of feeling like I'm constantly talking myself no matter how true it is I'll call you Nyx. I'm guessing this is what I'll look like every time I take your form from now on since I've accepted you whole and your, my fur is that light sucking in shade of black that it reminds of tme of the greek primordial goddess Nyx whose dominion was over night and shadow" he said. Feeling the wolf nod like it liked the name he rolled onto his side looking up at the ''moon'.

'You would do well to leave for now. I sense the contraption you riding on slowing. You would also do well to get to your bank and secute you legacy. Your parents left you all their world possessions for a reason beyond being their only pup. Do not let them strip us of what is yours by right of birth. The Alpha left me enough knowledge to secure wbat you will need in the immediate future, the rest will be up to you figure out after that' Nyx said watching as Harry disappeared.

Outside his head Harrys eyes snapped open with a new coldness and harshness to his gaze. Grabbing his trunk and Hedwigs cage he left the train surrounded by an aura that made everyone in a fifteen foot radius flee ffom his presence. Prior to being bitten and made a werewolf he would've been against the fact because of his willingness to do anything to have friends but now he didn't need the company of pretenders or liars. Instead of heading out to where he knew his uncle was waiting and no doubt cursing his existence Harry made his way to the nearest floo and after tossing the pinch of poweder while stating his destination as Gringotts he walkes into the flames disappearing from sight. Harry James Potter would keep what was his if he had to maim and injure everyone who dared to stand in his way.