A/N: So here's my new chapter 1. I'm going to be deleting all of the other chapters and uploading new chapters, but it may take me some time. Sorry about the great delay in all of this, such as updating the story or informing all of you wonderfull readers about what was going on with this story. Thank you to all who have added this story to the alert, or favourite list as well as to those who review. A great big thank you to my beta Makurayami Ookami.

Disclaimer: anything that seems to be anything like Harry Potter, belongs to J.K. Rowling and I do not own it. Just own the lame plot, and any new charaters.

Chapter 1: What to Do?

Harry Potter was an average boy growing up. Sure some strange things would happen to him and he would get in trouble from his relatives and be punished, but other than that, he was normal. He lived in the cupboard under the stairs and wasn't given a lot to eat. He was an orphan and his relatives disliked him because they considered him a freak. All of this was average, normal even, at least to Harry it all was. When Harry turned 11, he found out that he was a wizard and had been accepted to a school for others like him. For witches and wizards. Later on in his life, he found out that he was to kill a dark wizard named Lord Voldemort.

During a fight with Voldemort and the Death Eaters, Harry was attacked by a werewolf and was rendered unconscious.

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"What are we going to do? People will think they are too dangerous to live!"

"I know that. And I'm not sure what we can do about it."

Those voices sound familiar.... Who are they talking about?

"Remus, do you think that they should go into hiding?"

Remus, I remember that name.... He's important to me.... But why?

"We would have to hide 6 children. Where would we find somewhere to hide 6 cubs, newly turned? Do you know anywhere, Pomfrey?"

"No, not really. I would say have them stay at Hogwarts, but Dumbledore doesn't even want to go near them. He no longer trusts them. Or you for that matter."

Dumbledore, Hogwarts, battle, Voldemort, Death Eaters, werewolves, attacked. Oh, Merlin.... I remember now! During a battle with Voldemort and his stupid Death Eaters, werewolves started to attack us. I heard a scream and looked around; Hermione had been attacked by a werewolf and was on the ground bleeding. A werewolf started to go after Ginny. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Luna, Neville and Ron all on the ground bleeding from bites. I ran towards Ginny to help her and suddenly there was a sharp pain in my side and I'm on the ground. I looked up and there was a werewolf on top of me, pinning me to the ground.

It was snarling and had saliva and blood dripping from its mouth and teeth, onto me. It suddenly howled and there was an answering howl from close by. I looked over to where I heard the howl and saw Ginny, pinned to the ground, being bit by the werewolf on top of her. There was another answering howl, this time from the other side of me. I looked and saw Draco falling to the ground with a werewolf at his throat. A growl from above me calls my attention back to the wolf on top of me. Another growl and I feel sharp teeth at my throat, digging into my skin. The pain in my head tells me that Voldemort was happy about this turn of events. The combination of the pain in my throat and the pain in my head is too much and I black out.

I open my eyes. It's light in the room but not too bright. Obviously it's sometime in the day and someone was kind enough to pull the blinds on the windows shut. I look around the room I'm in. It's the hospital wing. The two people who were talking have left and shut the door behind them. There are other people in the room. Six other people to be exact. Each on their own bed. Across the room from me, there is a person with bushy brown hair on a bed by the window, beside that person is someone with light brown hair and another with long red hair and beside that person is someone with long dirty blonde hair. Between the window and me is a person on a bed with platinum blonde hair and on the other side of me is someone with short red hair. Their names flash through my head.... Bushy brown - Hermione... Light brown - Neville... Long red - Ginny... Long dirty blonde - Luna... Short red - Ron... Platinum blonde - Draco...

I groan from all of the thoughts and memories running around in my head. I hear a groan of agreement from across the room then another and another followed by four more. I sit up to get a better look at my peers and moan at how heavy my body feels, so heavy.

"Harry?" Came a weary whisper.

" Yeah, Ginny?"

"What happened?"

"We were attacked by werewolves is what happened!" Came an angry voice but it wasn't from Harry. It came from the boy with platinum blonde hair.

"Then are we...?"

"Werewolves? Yes, unfortunately we are Weasley." Draco stated, glaring at the older of the two Weasley's.

"What are we going to do?" Ginny asked.

"Dumbledore is starting to dislike werewolves. He no longer trusts Remus. All newly turned werewolves are being killed. All werewolves that are not sided with Voldemort" A shudder goes around the room "are taken into custody and put into Azkaban. It's a miracle that Remus hasn't been thrown into Azkaban yet. So what are we going to do?" said Hermione in her all knowing way.

"We should go into hiding." The suggestion was made by Luna, her voice sounding as if she wasn't really seeing the here and now, but rather was in a distant place.

"Yeah, but where?" Ron asked. Draco seemed to be gathering courage for something that might be rejected.

"We could go to..." Draco closes his eyes and breathes in a shuddered breath. "Voldemort. We could go to Voldemort. He might protect us from Dumbledore and the Ministry"

"And what if he doesn't? He'll probably kill Harry instead!" Ron stated angrily while pointing towards Harry.

"It is a possibility, but Voldemort more than likely hates Dumbledore and the Ministry more than his dislike for Harry." Draco stated, his cold mask sliding into place from years of experience.

"Don't you think that Harry should decide? I do, don't you?" Suggested Hermione, sounding slightly upset.

"Thank you, Hermione." Harry sent a small smile in her direction. "Ron, we have to trust Draco on this. His father may be a Death Eater, but Draco, himself is not. Instead he has given us valuable information. So what do I choose? I trust Draco so... Voldemort... We'll go to Voldemort." Harry stated quite calmly.