Hey all! This is my newest creation featuring that Gryffindor douchebag everyone loves...or tolerates... Cormac McLaggen! He doesn't get that much love, so I've decided to start something about him. This is an AU/Creature fic. The pairing is Cormac McLaggen/Cassius Warrington (Slytherin beater).
To be honest, this is quite funny since there are really none with him being a creature from what I've seen-this will prove to be an interesting write, probably challenging too! I hope you give this story a chance...and for those who are hoping for Hermione/Cormac action...no, sorry. This is m/m slash-be warned, later on in future chapters...there will be scenes of an adult nature. If that irks you, turn away now. (Also, I'm making up his parents' names...so...yeah.)

Some character details will be changed and some will be slightly OOC (out of character)...it's fanfiction...I'm tweaking.

I don't think this story will be super long...it all depends as I develop the chapters. We'll see with each posting.

A/N and Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does! Period. Only the plot is my own. Also, any errors are mine...I try to research so I won't make too many terrible blunders. Here goes nothing...

Chapter One- A Summer Night's Incident

It was a hot, summer night in mid-July at a manor in Cheshire. The full moon was at its zenith, brightly illuminating the grounds below. A soft breeze rustled through the trees of the forest. At the forest's edge was a young boy-blonde hair, of stocky build and sort of tall for his age. He was being quite naughty, having ventured out of his mother's sight at this hour. It wasn't too hard to accomplish since his parents were hosting a dinner party for their friends and colleagues.

Currently, the boy was walking amongst the high grasses, batting at them with a stick he found.

''Stupid party. Why do Mummy and Daddy always make me go? They never pay me much attention, anyway." he mumbled to himself, poking at a mushroom cluster. In the near distance, the sound of snapping twigs alerted him that he was not alone. Stopping what he was doing, the boy moved to get a closer look. The shadow crept towards him, past the shrubs and oak branches...eyes narrowed in complete focus on its target.

In the dim moonlight, the boy could see this creature was some kind of dog, a much larger than average one if that. Its fiery amber-yellow eyes locked with blue-violet.

He gasped "You're a big dog, aren't you? Ooh! Why don't you come home with me? I'll take real good care of you.." he reached out to pet the strange animal.

The party at the manor ended, all guests vacated the premises...leaving the Lord and Lady of the house to walk across their ballroom, outside the French doors to the veranda.

"Our party was simply magnificent, Riordan. Some of the ladies were quite envious of the lengths we've taken to impress our guests."

"McLaggens always know how to impress, Felicity. It's a shame Cormac couldn't meet the Minister. Where did that boy wander off to this time?"

A piercing shriek was heard across the way, snatching their attention instantly.

Riordan drew his wand "Lumos maxima!" the massive light shone along the edge of the woods, showing a blonde boy holding his wounded arm, stumbling to get out of the brush, only to fall over. "Cormac!" the lord hopped over the ledge, racing towards his son, his wife in tow.

Cormac was lying on the ground, sobbing. "It..b-b-bit m-me!"

"Cormac! Cormac!" Riordan dropped down beside him, taking the frightened boy into his arms. "Son, are you ok? What happened?" he felt warm liquid cascade over his fingers. Looking down, he saw it was blood and what looked to be several puncture wounds-more like teethmarks from some kind of beast.

"It bit me, Daddy."

"Riordan! what's...oh, Merlin! We need to take him to St. Mungo's right away!" Felicity yelped in panic, staring at the wound. Wasting no time, he tore his robe, wrapped Cormac's arm and apparated the three of them to St. Mungo's.

In the examining room, a healer was tending to a shaking Cormac. "It's ok, little one. Let me see your arm, I'm going to make it all better." He nodded slowly, allowing him to remove the makeshift bandage.

Healer Freeman's eyes narrowed once he saw the bitemark. 'Oh, dear.'

Once he cleaned the bloody skin and removed any leftover debris to prevent further damage, he ran a few diagnostic spells. When they glowed red, he closed his eyes in disappointment, letting out a stressful breath.

'It's already coursed throughout his entire bloodstream...his parents are not gonna love what I have to tell them.'

Bandaging Cormac's arm, he smiled. "Thank you, Cormac. You've been a very brave boy. Now I need to talk to your Mum and Dad, ok? It'll just be a few minutes and then you can go home. Here's a lollipop for being so good." he handed him a cherry-flavored confection before heading to the waiting room.

Beckoning them to his office and closing the door, Healer Freeman gazed at them, his expression grim.

"Is everything alright? Were you able to close him up?" Felicity queried.

"Of course I was. However, that is not why I called you in here. You see, the bite your son suffered was from no mere animal on a late-night hunt; it's that of a werewolf or lycan, for short."

The McLaggens paled.

Stammering, Riordan replied "A-Are you s-sure? I mean, there are regular wolves that roam the forests."

"I am positive. I ran several tests-the incisor and canine marks are consistent with previous wounds I have analyzed and the infection has already spread throughout his body. Creatures bites; particularly those of lycans and vampires...most notoriously, work very quickly."

"Please tell me this is only a nightmare, that my son wasn't infected by a werewolf." Felicity tearfully whispered.

Healer Freeman sighed sadly. "I'm sorry, Lord and Lady McLaggen but that is the case."

"There is nothing we can do, nothing at all?" Freeman shook his head.

Riordan exclaimed bitterly "Merlin, this is perfect! Why didn't he stay inside like we told him to? How are we going to handle this? I don't know much about lycans other than what I've learned in Hogwarts, much less how to care for one in my own house!"

"Riordan, please! Don't blame Cormac! It could have happened to any of our sons or us just for stepping outside!"

"I know! I'm sorry!..I just...I...no..." he slumped into his chair, holding his face in his hands.

"I know this is difficult, but I will not sugarcoat the facts. Lycanthropy, much like vampirism, is irreversible. The only thing that can take care of it is death and I'm sure neither of you want that. However, there are ways to deal with it. With the next approaching full moon, Cormac will be going through some intense and painful changes. Not much can be done to alleviate the transformation, you'll have to let it run its course."

Ruffling through his cabinet, he pulled out a file he hasn't perused in years. "I can give you the contact information of someone who was in the same predicament when he was young. Also, you both went to Hogwarts with him." he handed over the manila folder to Lord McLaggen, who opened it.

''So that's why he looked so damn worn out all the time. All right, thank you for everything, Healer Freeman. We're taking Cormac and heading home."

"Before you go, contact this man as well. He is the Potions Master at Hogwarts. He'll give you what you need." he wrote down a name and address, then placed the parchment in Riordan's open palm.

Almost finished with his tasty lollipop, Cormac was swinging his legs over the edge of the examining bench when his parents walked in.

"Can we go home now? I'm sleepy."

Felicity wiped her eyes and donned a reassuring smile. "Sure, love. Let's go..."