A/N: I own not a thing except my OC's but everything else goes to J.K Rowling

The alley was dark, the shops that had remained, boarded up or closed for the night. No one wandered the streets at night, those who did were death eaters, who were on off duty working for the dark lord. It was 1998, and the ministry had fallen, its workers under watch and those who opposed the dark lord were immediately executed. The light, who were rallied behind Albus Dumbledore were in sanctuary in Hogwarts, no one getting in to the grounds or out of them. Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived had died in the third task of the Twiwizard Tournament, using his last action to try and protect the spectators, the minister, the aurors and Dumbledore himself.

Before Voldemort had set him alight.

Anyway, we digress the magical world was in a dire need of a saviour.

As the half-moon rose in the sky, the door from the Leaky cauldron opened spilling light into the alley as a figure came out. In all of his glory, Fenrir Greyback snarled slightly as he stalked forward headed for knockturn Alley for the evening. Just before he was going to enter the alley, he paused as he heard footsteps overhead, but no one behind him. After a few moments and no one had showed, Greyback continued on.

For three seconds.

Before he could react, two people dropped behind him and sunk their claws into his shoulders making his legs give out and his eyes to flash yellow. The two figures between them dragged the angry werewolf into shadows of the deserted knockturn Alley, taking care to kick Fenrir every time he made a noise. Once they stopped, the shadows solidified and three more figures moved forward, one in front leading the others. Fenrir snarled at them, as their eyes turned gold, insulted that a werewolf would dare attack him, the alpha. The leader snarled back, revealing teeth that made even Fenrir swallow painfully 'Look me in the eyes you worthless wolf.'

Fenrir did just that and felt his eyes widen in disbelief in fear. Absolute fear.

Harry Potter smiled toothily back at him, his eyes completely gold. 'Kill him.'