This is my first attempt at a Fanfiction. It's all about Remus and his daughter Rose who is a Lycanimagik. What that is will be explained later on in the story. I'm slowly updating the chapters and making a few small changes here and there. Rose is my creation. All other copyright belongs to JK Rowling.

Remus Lupin felt cheated. He was sure that the birth of his child should have resulted in a day of true joy and happiness unlike anything he had ever experienced before. However, the private room in the maternity ward at St Mungo's where Lupin found himself was currently void of all happiness. His partner Mary had been bought here to give birth to their child following complications at the Muggle hospital which had resulted in numerous memory charms having to be preformed by Ministry officials and as such she had found out about everything. Lupin closed his eyes and rubbed his temples as he recalled her hysterics as the healers tried to console her and deliver the child.

"How dare you lie to me! You monster! You bastard!" Mary screamed as the healers tried to help her from the wheelchair and into the bed, "Get your hands off me! I want to see a doctor! A real doctor! I SAID GET OFF-"

Mary suddenly doubled over from the pain of a very strong contraction and Remus rushed to her side, one hand on her shoulder, the other on her lower back.

"Mary are you ok-"

Mary flinched away from Lupin turning to look at him with a hateful glare, "Don't touch me!" she spat, "You filthy creature! And this, this thing inside me! I want it out! I want out! How could you do this to me?! Two years of my life wasted! You've ruined my life! "

Lupin looked as if he'd just been slapped around the face even though Mary hadn't lifted a finger. Swallowing hard he forced down the stone of emotions that grazed his throat and stood aside as the healers finally helped the reluctant Mary onto the bed.

"Get this thing out of me! Now!" she demanded her every word dripping with resentment and disgust, "And you get out! Get out! I don't ever want to see you again! You can take this creature inside of me with you!"

Lupin was close to tears as one of the healers ushered him from the room out into the hallway, "I'm sorry sir, but we need some privacy for the birth…"

She had rejected him. Not only that but she had also rejected their child. Their tiny, precious, beautiful daughter. Looking across the room Lupin's eyes fell upon Mary who was currently slumbering under the influence of a sleeping draught that had been administered by the healers earlier in an attempt to calm her hysterics.

Lupin was heart broken. He had no choices left. He had been left with no other option and it he was sure everyone would tell him that it would be better this way. Well, everyone who didn't know him. Mary could just get on with her life and the wizarding world would remain a secret. But truthfully Remus didn't want Mary to forget. He loved her, and truly thought that perhaps Mary would have been able to love him. However her revulsion towards him and their child was so painfully obvious Lupin could see no way out. He was snapped back to reality as one of the healers approached him.

"It's time for the procedure Mr. Lupin. We'll do it while she's sleeping, it'll be easier that way. Ministry officials are on route to family members as we speak," the woman paused, "Are you sure you don't want-"

"No." Lupin snapped sharply, "I do not want my memory modified!"

The healer nodded sympathetically, "Your daughter is in the next room".

Lupin lingered for a moment longer, casting one last fleeting glance at his sleeping partner. It was horrible to imagine that the next time she saw him he would be nothing but a stranger to her.

"Mr Lupin…" the healer said again.

"Yes. Yes, I know…" Lupin sighed as he stepped out of the room.

The healer shut the door behind him and Lupin paused in the hallway, banished from the room of his lover once again. He looked incredibly stressed and dishevelled. Running his hands over his face and through his hair he exhaled slowly and suddenly became aware that he was trembling. Shaking himself mentally he walked into the next room.

The room was brightly lit, airy and cheerful. Another healer was bent over the crib and as Lupin entered the room she stood up and turned to face him with a smile cradling a small child wrapped in blankets. Lupin swallowed hard as the young woman approached him.

"Would you like to hold her?" she asked.

The baby girl gurgled and Lupin's heart melted. Gently he lifted the tiny child into his arms. He looked down at his daughter lovingly but the expression soon turned to a frown of concern. Something was wrong. His daughter lacked any iris or pupil. Her eyes were like two glittering opals.

"Her eyes…" Lupin muttered looking up at the healer.

"It is my duty to inform you that your daughter is an Lycanimagik Mr. Lupin," the healer explained solemnly, "when you are ready the hospital can arrange for a specialist to come see you in order to explain what protective measures can be taken to help you and your daughter."

"I… Understand…" Lupin breathed. It had been one of the many possibilities that Lupin had come to expect when he had found out that Mary was pregnant. But still, even in his situation as a werewolf he felt pity for his child whom would have little or no control of her transformation at all times unlike his predictable transformation at the full moon.

"There is a bottle of formula warming on the table. We shall have one more check up this afternoon with the specialist when you are ready and then I expect you and your daughter shall be discharged."

The healer stood up and smiled, "Is there anything I can get for you? Or anyone I can send for?"

"I shall be sending for my house elf shortly, so if you could mark her for allowance to apparate just for the next hour or so I would greatly appreciate it."

"Of course," the healer nodded and left the room quietly, closing the door behind her and leaving the father and daughter alone.

Lupin sunk into the chair beside the crib, his face blank and pale. Without realising it tears began to cascade down his cheeks. His daughter whimpered and fidgeted a little in his arms, freeing one of her tiny hands to clasp his finger. This notion deeply moved Remus and he gently prised his finger free to wipe his eyes and set about feeding his hungry daughter. She suckled happily on the bottle as she looked about her surroundings curiously.

"Millicent."

There was a soft crack that caused the baby girl to jump and look momentarily startled before her attention quickly returned to the bottle. Lupin smiled at the house elf that in return looked at him with adoration. She had tidy dark hair and large inquisitive green eyes and wore a soft and clean white towel as a sort of toga.

"Master called for Millicent?"

"Yes Millicent. I have a couple of jobs for you."

"Of course Master!" Millicent replied eagerly, standing on tip-toe as she tried to sneak a look at the new baby.

"I need you to go home and collect all of Mary's things and… put them in a case, " Lupin swallowed, this was so much harder than he thought it would be, "a member of the ministry will be coming to collect it."

Millicent's ears drooped as she stared at her Master in confusion, "Miss Oakes is leaving?"

Lupin nodded, tears spilling over his cheeks once more, "Yes Millicent, her memory is being modified right now… She couldn't cope…"

"Oh Master!" Millicent cried out in sympathy, resting a hand upon his knee.

"Nothing could be done Millicent… You have to understand that we knew this might happen… My daughter is a Lycanimagik."

Millicent nodded. This was obviously very serious indeed.

"I also want you to contact James, Lily and Sirius. I'm sure you know where they are… Tell them the news and that they're welcome to visit. The plan is we'll be discharged by this evening…"

"Should I tell them about… Miss Oakes, Master?"

Lupin sighed and placed the now empty bottle back on the side table and shifted his daughter to burp her.

"Yes, otherwise it could be awkward if they turn up with gifts for Mary…"

"Millicent understands Master. Was there anything else?"

"Yes Millicent. If it's not too much trouble could you please bring me a flask of chicken soup and some cauldron cakes?"

Millicent smiled warmly, "Of course Master! Millicent will be as quick as she can!"

And with a second crack she had vanished, leaving Lupin and his daughter alone. Remus cuddled his daughter protectively as she clasped one of his fingers tightly as he stroked one of her cheeks.

"Just you and me now kiddo… Now what do you suppose we should call you hmm?"

He paused, mentally sifting through the names he and Mary had discussed.

"Rose." He spoke the name softly, "My precious Rose…"