Finally, the time has come. Finally he'll have his long due glory.

For years the others sneered upon him and his pack but now they'll be finally forced to admit it: his kind is superior, his pack is superior, HE IS SUPERIOR!

It was by dumb luck that while hunting for muggle children his pack caught the scent of the Boy-Who-Won't-Live-Much-Longer and now they are on his heels… is he really trying to loose a pack of werewolves in the woods while having the wind carrying his scent all over the place? Ha! Good luck with that!

He can already imagine the dumbstruck look on those Lestrange and Malfoy pricks as he drags the brat to his master, he'll finally understand that you should never send a wizard to do a werewolf job!

The chase has finally come to an end, the boy is cornered with stone walls closing each side that is not occupied by werewolves… this is it!

Wait… why is he smirking? Does he not understand that is the terrifying Fenris Greyback the one in front of him? The big bad wolf? The one who turned that Lupin coward?

The boy starts to shrink… is he an animagus? Pettigrew never mentioned the boy being an animagus! What does he think-

Fenris Greyback is far from a coward, especially when his pack is watching his back, he faced the aurors more than once, he faced unspeakables, he faced his Lord's wrath… but this…

It's not the boy's shrinking body that makes his eyes go wide, nor his tiny hands growing talons that make he turn on his heels with a panicked look on his face and is not his new fluffy tail that makes he scream "RUN!" to the rest of the pack… it's the black and white fur that causes the whole pack to run to the waiting wands of the hidden aurors.

It's been a couple of days 'til the wild chase and Harry is now relaxing with his head resting on the laps of a beautiful redhead… it all started this summer, after his trial for chasing away the dementors, he grew tired of waiting for Dumbledore's hidden agenda to allow him to act so he's taken the whole thing in his hand… finding a couple of aurors at Grimmauld Place helped him a lot.

Tonks told him about the stern looking redhead that helped him during the trial and she and Moody helped to arrange a meeting, he decided to become an animagus and Sirius was of great help in this regard… as soon as he managed to achieve his animal form and the news of Greyback's escape became public, the plan was set into motion and now the ministry's holding cells are packed to the brim with werewolves ready to spill the beans on Tommy boy's hideouts.

In a few days, Amelia Bones will be able, thanks to the gathered informations, to raid both Knockturn Alley and the Ministry itself… Harry cannot help but feel that his life has finally turned for the best.

It is now the Christmas break and he's enjoying a peaceful morning on the porch of Bones Manor sitting with his new beautiful girlfriend, Susan, as they overlook another redhead that found solace in the Bones' family making snow angels with her new girlfriend right in front of them.

Tonks' and Ginny's laughs are contagious and soon Susan is giggling too, not resisting to the temptation of making this whole scene even more funny, he turns into his skunk form and starts lapping at Susan's face.

One year ago, the weight of the Triwizard tournament was suffocating him, half a year ago he was depressed because of the machinations of an old man that drove his friends away from him… now he has a wonderful and loving girlfriend, two dorky new best friends in love with each other and both Sirius and Amelia have quickly become the family he never had.

Of course he knows that this war is far from over but this is enough perfection for Harry James Potter… his little heaven on Earth…

If only Sirius would stop calling him Pepe...