I don't own Harry Potter. I only own my characters, Selene, Ethan, Eritrea, Theodore and Emerson. The triplets don't have a major part in the story but they are needed. Especially for later on in the story. You'll see more of them. I think the werewolves will be a bigger part than I was originally having them. The werewolves are neutral in terms of sides.

Warnings: There is light mentions of the abuse but nothing as bad as the last chapter.

THOV

Selene had decided it was time to intervene. She had been watching her Chosen with sad eyes. She couldn't tell them about her Chosen but it was high time he was cared for. And where he was, those people could not look after him. Not when they were only focused on their precious boy that would amount to nothing later on in life. The only thing keeping him alive at the moment was his magic. They would lose a wonderful and powerful boy when they realize that the man who told them was wrong. She had never liked that man, ever since he was a child. Never, but she couldn't do anything too drastic.

While the boy would still be a Potter, he would soon cut the rest of his family off from what they were used to. She knew that well. He would show them a lesson in what had happened to him. It would sooner show them the errors of their way. But that was yet to come, in six years time.

Selene went by different names, depending on you who asked. But one thing everyone agreed on was that she was magic in the purest form. The very beginning of all things magical. Magical creatures, ingredients, the nexus, the animals and witches and wizards.

Her Chosen needed to be trained if he had any hope of surviving that war. His parents wouldn't train him. Not even if it was a little to make sure he was kept somewhat safe. Surely they would train the both of them for the best chance at survival. Even if they thought that his brother was the chosen one, Harry would be targeted with just being his brother. His parents already had training so they didn't need any more training to defend themselves. If anything, she thought that they wanted him dead. After a few minutes of deciding where to put him, she decided on the founders time. They would watch over him as if he was their own. Train him. They were the best around.

The old ways was just starting then and it would give the boy an advantage. Practices that were lost would be brought back. Only he would be able to do that because he would know what had happened. Not the omitted information that they gave to the students in his time. She knew that well because Wizarding Britain was so far behind that they would die before they even get anywhere. If they make themselves enemies of the other countries, they would be dead before they could even raise their wands. Most of the Wizards in Britain were so up themselves that they didn't realize that the non-magicals had some clever ideas that they could use and adapt. They were scared of Dark Magic. They thought that Dark Magic equated to Evil, when it didn't. Intent! That's what magic was all about.

Selene had bought the little boy right to the entrance of Hogwarts. He would be most protected here without it being too intrusive. It was a beautiful building and it was newly built seeing as they had just opened the school after recruiting of students to be taught here. It would be the best place for him right now. She laid him down with a note to his backpack, the house elf watching over him until he was found. With this done, she disappeared in the same flash of white light. She knew there weren't many students being taught this far back so they would have time for him. They wouldn't hurt him because the stuff done to children in their time were more horrifying so he was safe there. Children are special and precious, even the purebloods now didn't treat their children like that.

When he was put down, Harry Potter was barely aware of the surroundings he had found himself in. The pain was too much for him to handle. His very loving father really took it out on him, and he hurt so much. But what he saw was really magical. It was a big large building, even bigger than the one he had been living in. He dare say it, but it was a castle. A very big one that had to be one of the best places he had ever seen. Though when he actually thought about it, it reminded him of the one he had been to before. The last thing he remembered, however, was a man dressed in black and green that hissed a bad word before the black swallowed him up once more.

THOV

Salazar Slytherin, as one of the founders of the school, he could feel the wards being messed with near the entrance of the school. As he was in the dungeons, he was much closer to go see what the disturbance was all about. Moving swiftly towards the doors, he saw a boy that looked no older than two, maybe three, cursing in parseltongue. Hurrying forward, he picked up the child and took him to Helga. If anything, she would know what to do.

"Helga, I found a boy at the disruption site of the wards. He passed out as I reached him." Salazar informed the plump witch about the small bundle in his arms.

Looking up from her desk when her friend entered the room, she looked alarmed. "Put him down on the bed." She said, going into Healer mode.

The school was in it's early days, only a few years old - with the first year being opened was this year, so there weren't many students attending. There were only about fifty students. Between the four of them, they could easily teach many subjects each. Helga was also incharge of the little hospital section that they held in the school.

Looking down at the boy, she started casting spells to see what was wrong with him. To see how badly hurt he was. Helga could tell that he had been hurt severely recently, but there was also evidence that it wasn't a one time thing. That it had been going on for a long while. There were signs of neglect as well, but she had no idea how long that went on for.

"Oh Sal… Such a poor boy. He's been hurt terribly." She whispered, starting the healing process by taking of his clothes to see how badly affected his skin was. They were absolutely horrible and she felt like crying. "Could you get me the burn salve and the anti-infection salve too?"

While he didn't like to be ordered around, he did as he was asked. Bringing them both to her, he unscrewed them so she had easier access. Leaning over her shoulders, he saw the damage done to the boy. He had some lacerations on his back, and his arm was horribly burned. There were scars over his back, backside and upper thighs. Salazar was beyond angry. It was common around here but it was still hard to see all of this on a child. Let alone on a child so young.

"Thank you." The kindly woman told him, starting to rub the salve his arm first. It had healed, but she was sure that it would still hurt. The salve would help a little. Next, she went for the wounds. Cleaning them out, she rubbed the anti-infection all over the open wounds before dressing them in white bandages. Spelling him into a sleep, she turned to the black haired man.

"Do you know who he is?" Salazar asked her.

"I don't know. But he is around four or five years old. He looks younger than he is. We'll just have to wait until he wakes up to find out who he is and how he got here." Helga answered softly.

"I'll inform the others about him. I'm sure they'll want to know about the little boy that got through the wards. I mean no child has ever just popped up like that." He said, going towards the door. "Look after him. He's one of us." He added before walking out of the room.

Carding her hand through his hair, she smiled down at him. "Honestly, that man… He worries even if he won't admit it."

Checking him one last time, she went back to her desk. Though on her way, she almost tripped on a backpack she was sure wasn't there before. Blinking a little at the blue bag, she picked it up, putting it on her desk. Pinned to it was a note. And it regarded the child they had found.

Dear Hogwarts,

This young child I have left with you is Hadrian Charlus Potter. He comes from the year 1985. The reasons I have taken him from his time is because he is being horribly abused by those animals that he has the misfortune to call parents. The second reason is because he is one of my Chosen and needs to learn to protect himself. Those people won't help him and would sooner die if he is left in their care. Please take good care of him. I will be back for him when it is time for him to attend Hogwarts in his own time.

There was no sign off from the person that had taken him and left him with them. They took students in from eleven. Well that was the youngest they could attend the school. The students ranged from eleven to eighteen. While they came of age at 17, it was much easier for the students to stay an extra year to make sure they knew what was to come after they had finished and went into the real world.

Rowena, Godric and Salazar appeared in her domain, and she smiled sadly at them. "He's over there. The poor thing. A burnt arm, deep wounds all over his back, scars that will never heal properly. And I found out who he is Sal. Comes from the future. I wonder what it's like there. And he'll go to our school." She said softly, handing them the note. "It's good to know that we are helping people even in the future."

"Oh the poor thing." Rowena said, going over to the boy and sitting down to look over him. There was no school right now, so it was fine for them to be here. "He'll be safe here, but I don't think I would be happy to send him back to where he was if he was given to us for being abused."

"When do you think Harry will wake up?" Godric asked his shorter friend. "And I agree Row. But he doesn't come from our time. He will need to go back."

"I don't know. Maybe in a week's time. He needs to recover." Helga answered him, not looking inside the bag just yet. She had decided to wait until he woke up for that. It was his things and should be kept private until he woke up.

"Who will be willing to keep the child in their quarters?" Godric asked them, watching the boy for a little while.

"Maybe we should let him decide who he wants to stay with. That way we can make sure he is comfortable with whomever he chooses." Rowena answered the question her friend had asked.

"That's a good idea." Salazar told her, looking down at the unconscious boy. Hadrian had a lot of his features, the dark hair and green eyes. But he had Godric's colour. There was just something about him that seemed familiar to him, but he wasn't sure what it was right now.

"That is sorted then. Now we just have to wait until he wakes up now." Helga said. "Now go away so that he can rest without your loud mouths waking him up." She said fondly, shooing them out of the small hospital room.

THOV

Harry woke up in a soft, warm bed. It was really nice where he was, and he was very comfortable. The walls were made from stone, so he knew he wasn't at home. It made him panic for a moment but then he remembered what happened. The nice lady had taken him away. What was her name again? He knew it began with an S but he couldn't remember what it was. Though she seemed as bright as the full moon in the black sky. Shaking his head, he looked around and saw a woman sitting at a desk. Harry didn't know who the woman was, but she seemed to be nice though. Unlike his mummy. She was mean and horrible.

"Good evening Harry. How are you feeling?" Helga asked him softly, a smile on her face. She stood to approach the bed that their young charge was in.

Harry on the other hand was just watching her. She knew his name somehow but she hadn't hurt him just yet. Could she be trusted? "I'm fine." He whispered softly, watching her and making sure she wouldn't come to hurt him. If she was anything like his mother, he'd want to be taken away again.

"I won't hurt you Harry. You were sent here by someone. They left us a note to tell us to take care of you until it was time for her to take you back." She murmured softly, raising her wand to check him over again. "You've healed rather well and quickly. But I would still like you to stay here so that I can make sure everything is fine. Who knows what might happen."

Harry just stared at her, blinking as he listened to what she told him. It was almost like she read his mind. He remembered being told from his parents for getting a little bit of affection. There was no reason why he should get told off or hit for that. Ethan never got hit for getting all the affection. In fact it was encouraged when it was Ethan. And then he remembered the moon lady coming for him and she dropped him in front of the castle with Seekie and his backpack. "I don't hurt any more." He said, calling for his House Elf.

The House Elf popped up next to her little charge, looking up at him. "Little Master called Seekie?" She asked him softly, climbing up and sitting on the bed with him.

Harry nodded his head at her, smiling at the little elf. "No reason." He said, just happy that she was still here with him. He didn't know what would have happened to her if she stayed there.

"Little Master's backpack." She said, handing him the backpack of his things that was taken with them.

Harry giggled at that, unzipping the bag and taking all the things out. There were a lot of things in there. All his books, a few pairs of clothes, all his toys that his brother didn't take. "They are all here." He said, cuddling the few soft toys he got from Uncle Moony and the one from Uncle Paddy and the one from Alex. He missed Alex even more though.

Helga just watched the boy and the elf. It was clear that the elf was his only friend and most likely caretaker as well. Wherever he was, must have been really bad if this is how he is with an elf and how wary he was of adults.

"Are you hungry little one?" She asked him softly, a smile on her face, sitting on the chair near the bed.

Harry looked down at his own tummy, thinking for a moment before he nodded his head at her. He was hungry and he smiled at her. She didn't forget to ask him if he wanted to eat something. That was more than that woman who was his mother.

"Well it's passed dinner time, but we saved you something to eat." Helga murmured softly, a smile on her face.

Harry sat up in the bed, watching as she made the food appear on the little tray on the bed. There was some soup and some bread as well. On the tray there was a small glass of orange juice. Well it looked like the same one they had at home.

"It's tomato soup with some bread and some pumpkin juice. You don't have to eat all of it, so don't think you have to. Eat as much as you can." She told him, a smile on her face. "Maybe you can have a sweetie tomorrow morning if you're very good for me." Helga promised him gently.

Harry nodded his head and started to eat the soup with his bread. It tasted really nice, even better than some of the things they had back at the manor. It was always what Ethan wanted to eat and sometimes he didn't like it but he couldn't get anything else because he would get told off for it.

**FLASHBACK**

They were having chicken tonight, but Harry didn't like the way that Ethan wanted it. He didn't like it all moist and wet. He rather liked it dry. It tasted better but he wouldn't say that out loud.

"Mummy? Can I have something else? I don't like it!" He asked the redheaded woman.

Lily glared down at her youngest son. That child was more trouble than was worth. "You are not allowed anything else. This is what your brother wants so this is what we are eating. If you don't like it, you can go to bed without supper."

Harry just looked up at his mother sadly, walking out of the living room. He'd rather not eat if that was the case. It just really wasn't nice at all. He liked the mash potatoes and the carrots. The little elf made them so nice, but if he wanted that he'd have to eat the chicken and he didn't want to. He just made his way to his room and stayed there until Seekie came to give him some of the mash potatoes and the carrots. She knew what he liked.

**END FLASHBACK**

Harry shook his head, smiling as he ate the food in front of him. He was very grateful for this food and he would thank them for it. When he was finally finished, he had just under half a bowl of soup left and he had finished all the bread and the pumpkin juice. It was sweet and he liked it. Better than that orange juice he had to drink when he was at home. That was sour and yucky.

"Let me take that for you." She told him softly, taking the tray and banishing it down to the kitchens so that it can be sorted at some point.

"Thank you Ma'am..." He whispered, looking up at the witch.

"You're welcome Hadrian. Now why don't you get some sleep. I'm sure you're still tired. You have a busy day tomorrow – if you are well enough. There are some of my friends that wants to meet you Hadrian, and I'm sure you'd like to see the castle as well." She told him, a smile on her face.

"Okay." He said softly, a small smile on his face. Harry decided that he really liked it here. These people could be his new family and he could forget about his old one. And on that thought, he fell off to sleep.

THOV

It had been four days since the twins birthday party and Harry's punishment. The fact that Lily and James hadn't seen him since then didn't even faze them at all. The less they saw of him, the more time they could spend with Ethan. So much better in their opinion.

Ethan had once again broke one of his toys. He was trying to get his toy broom out and it snapped. It was an accident and he knew he would be told off for it because Harry was always told off for breaking toys. So to get himself out of trouble, he decided to get his brother into trouble. It made things better for him.

"Mummy!" Ethan ran up to Lily, looking up at her. "Harry broke my broom." He told her, his lip quivering a little.

Picking Ethan up, although it was getting harder to do that. He was getting plumpy. "I'm sorry little one. Don't you worry. You can choose one of his toys to play with. Let's go find him, yes?" Lily told him.

They went up the stairs to Harry's bedroom. Opening the door, she saw that the bed hadn't been slept in. The room was clean and there was nothing in the room at all. She went to check the small cupboard and there was nothing there. There were no toys, not even the few teddy bears that had his name on it. It didn't even seem as if they had another child.

"He must be hiding. Yes that must be it." Lily muttered to herself, putting Ethan down on the bed. "Lolly!" She called, waiting for the elf to show up.

Lolly popped into the room. "What be Mistress wanting of Lolly?" She asked her, looking up at her Mistress.

"I want you to find my son. That little troublemaker, wanting to hide from his punishment. Honestly that boy is more trouble than he's worth. Not like my little Angel." Lily said.

"Little Master Harry is not here. Lolly be knowing Little Master Harry be going on Little Masters birthday." Lolly told her honestly.

That caught her attention. How could he be gone? And she didn't want to think her little angel was the troublemaker, seeing as that child had been gone from the house for four days. "How could he be gone?"

"Little Master Harry been taken Mistress. Lolly be knowing that Little Master be glad be gone." Lolly told her. "Something taken Little Master."

"Thank you Lolly, you can go." Lily dismissed the elf, furrowing her eyes at the situation. If someone had come through the wards and taken that little brat, anyone could come and take her Ethan. "We'll have to get those wards looked at when your father comes home." Shaking her head, she went back down the stairs to play with Ethan. "Ethan, I want you to tell me the truth. Did Harry break all your toys those times you told me he did?"

Ethan looked at up at his mummy before looking down at his toys. He didn't understand why mummy was asking him this now. Maybe she knew about it. Should he still say Harry did it? "Yes Mama... Harry broke them."

"Did he hurt you and take your toys?" She asked him.

"Yes Mama... I'm a good boy. Harry is a bad boy. He broke my toys and hurt me and took my toys. Harry ran away too. Harry's the bad boy." Ethan told her.

"Okay baby." Lily told him softly, a smile on her face, kissing his cheek. "Ethan, how would you like a little sibling? A little baby brother or sister?"

"I don't want a baby brother. Harry was mean. I didn't like him." Ethan told her.

"So you'd like a little sister then?" She asked him, smiling down at her baby.

"Yes mummy. So I can play with them. Want someone to play with when Ron is at home." Ethan told his mummy.

When James came home, he smiled at his little perfect family. "Hello love, how are you?" He asked her, kissing her gently and picking up Ethan and holding him close.

"I'm okay..." She said distractedly, still thinking about the wards. "You?" Lily asked.

"I'm good. We caught one more Death Eater today. He was keeping a real good low down on everything." James said, looking at Lily. She was quiet and it was too odd for his wife. "What's wrong love?" He asked her softly.

Looking up at him, Lily gave him an odd look. "I think the wards need looking at."

"Why? What happened? Did anyone try to get through the wards?" James asked her alarmed, stopping in the throwing up of his child to look at his wife.

"Someone took the brat. Not that I'm upset about it, but if they were able to get through the wards to get him, they can get through the wards to get Ethan. He is in danger." Lily told him, looking up at Ethan with worried eyes.

"I'll look at them. If I see something, I'll get Remus and Sirius to come help me restore the wards around the house."

"Yeah, okay. Thank you James." She murmured softly, a smile on her face as she kissed him gently. "Dinner is on the table. Do you want to eat or look at the wards?"

"Go start eating. I will be there in a moment. I'll go take a look at the wards." He murmured, ushering them off towards the family dining hall.

James could feel the wards but there was nothing wrong with them at all. So he couldn't see how someone could just get through the wards and take someone without any of them knowing. That boy must have just ran away. He would update the wards though. Put new wards around the house as well. He'd do that tomorrow. Get Remus and Sirius to come over.

THOV

Sirius and Remus' triplets were born a few months before the twins fifth birthday. The due date was a few days before Ethan and Harry were to turn five however they were early but it was sort of expected and it wasn't too much of a surprise when he did. They had been home since the day they were born because he was afraid that the pups would have his affliction and it was safer for them being in the safety of Black Manor. They had a girl and two boys, and they were the sweetest little things that they were blessed with. All three had turned on the first moon after their birth, and it made him even more afraid for them.

The two boys were identical, having black hair and soft brown eyes, and they looked like Remus a lot. Even Sirius had said it. The little girl, she was their eldest, had black hair and blue eyes. Remus knew she would be a very beautiful young lady when she grew up. And this was when he would have to chase all the boys away.

The triplets were called Eritrea Lyra, Theodore Orion and Emerson Sirius. Remus didn't want his pups to go with the tradition of the Black family for their first names, but he didn't mind having them as middle names. Eritrea was for his great-grandmother. She hadn't abandoned him when the rest of his family had when he got bitten. And he always liked Emerson and Theodore. Sirius also chose Theodore as well.

When he got bitten, it had been the worst day of his life. His parents had shunned him, ignoring him and not wanting anything to do with him. He had only been a child at the time. So he knew what Harry was feeling. He didn't want anyone to feel the way he had.

When he went to the werewolves during the war to get them on their side, he understood that they were staying neutral. The bitings that had occurred during the war were more of revenge bitings. And it happened to both sides. They didn't exactly care who was on whose side. That also made him understand why he had been bitten. His father, who had been in the department of regulation of magical creatures, had killed one of his Alpha's pups, so in retaliation the Alpha had turned Remus to see what that man would do. Would he kill his own son? Of course John, Remus' father, didn't kill him. Just left him to fend for himself. Remus' Alpha had offered him a safe haven if he ever needed it. They had everything they ever needed where they were. All they may need was a teacher to teach them the basics.

Shaking his head at the thought, he smiled down at the triplets that were in their rockers. They were all sleeping and he knew they needed it. Especially when the moon had just gone. It was more stressful for him than it was for the three of them. As they were born this way, the pain of the transformation did not occur as much as it had with Remus. Maybe if he were to stay with the Alpha, he could help him.

Just then the floo went off and he saw James' head in the fire. "Remus, do you think you could come over with Sirius? I need your help to update the wards. I know you are good with wards and all of that."

"I can't, James. I'll send Sirius over when he gets home." Remus told him, not wanting to leave his pups alone.

"Why not Remus? You can leave what you're doing and come over to help keep Ethan safe." James told him, sort of annoyed that he wouldn't drop everything to keep Ethan safe.

"No, I cannot James. I have my own children to look after and I am not dropping everything to protect Ethan." Remus said, almost with a snarl. "Why do you need the wards doing anyway?"

"Someone got into the Manor and took the brat. If someone can get in to take him, anyone can get in to take Ethan." James answered. "You should be thankful to Ethan for saving your life."

"Someone took Harry?" He asked him, shocked that the little boy he came to love more than his own godson was gone.

"Yeah, but Ethan is safe and untouched. Lily is shaken up about it, she's worried about Ethan's safety." James nodded his head.

Remus was appalled at what he was hearing from his friend. "And you are not worried about your youngest son?" He asked him.

"No. He is someone else's problem now. He was always such a problem child. So jealous of his brother's fame. Always taking Ethan's toys, breaking them, hurting his brother. He is such a liar as well. Saying that Ethan took his toys and that Ethan was telling lies about he breaking my little boys toys. If he was more like Ethan it would have been so much better." He answered, sighing about it, shaking his head.

"Maybe if you actually listened to him, you would know he is none of those things. That he is everything you think Ethan is. Goodbye James." He sneered at the man, shutting the floo off and going to take care of his crying pup.

Getting to the pups, he found Eritrea crying. Picking her up, he rocked her gently, the little girl quietened at being held. "There we go Eritrea." He whispered softly, a smile on his face as he looked down at his beautiful baby girl. Remus went to make a bottle for her when Sirius came home. "James wants your help." He said, giving him a small kiss to his cheek.

"How is my little girls and my boys?" Sirius asked him, kissing his cheek back and Eritrea's forehead. He gave glances to the four of them when he was at home, not that he was often. Work took a lot of his time and then James wanted him over when he wasn't working. "What does he want help with?"

"We are fine Sirius. And Harry was kidnapped so he wants the wards checking to make sure no one can take Ethan." Remus said. He was worried for the boy, and he'd do everything in his power to look for him.

"Why would anyone want Harry? He is a troublemaker and not the important one." Sirius told him. "And we should go help him."

"No Sirius. He is not a troublemaker. And who knows why they would want Harry. The fact is is that Harry is gone and not a single one of you care is appalling. All you care about is Ethan. You are Harry's godfather and you don't even give a hippogriffs arse that someone took him." Remus almost yelled at him. "Just go Sirius. We don't need you here."

"Why are you being like this Remus?" Sirius asked him. "You are not the same person I married." He said.

"I should ask you the same thing. Harry is a vulnerable little boy who is probably scared because he is in an unfamiliar place." Remus replied. "I honestly don't know what has happened to you. I thought family was everything to you. I guess I was wrong."

Sirius just huffed at him, going through the floo to help James with the wards. Ethan was a good little boy, always so happy to see him. Not so much Remus though. Always complained that Harry was taking Remus away from him. And Sirius thought that he was right. He could definitely see where the boy was coming from. Remus was Ethan's godfather and the man spent more time with him than he did with Ethan. What he didn't realise was that he was doing the same to Harry with spending more time with Ethan.

Remus looked down at the triplets and decided that it was enough. Sirius was not taking anything seriously. Especially his responsibility as a father. The last three months should have shown that he was excited to be a father, helping him with the responsibility of looking after them, but he wasn't all too fond of them having children when he told him at Christmas. All he cared about was the boy-who-lived and the fame that came with it. Eritrea, Theodore and Emerson would always be pushed to the side by their father and would always come second so long as Ethan was still around.

He had to work quick because he didn't know if Sirius would come back to find him leaving and stop him. Getting a backpack, he put a featherlight charm and a bottomless charm on the bag before putting clothes, for them all, some bottles and baby formula. He also managed to get everything for his pups. He shrunk the rockers, putting them in as well, even taking some of the baby furniture for them. He left a note for Sirius telling him that he would not see his children and that he wouldn't come back for him. That if all he cared about was Ethan he was welcome to have him to himself. Gathering the three of them up, he left the Manor house and took a cab as far as his muggle money would take him.

When he got out, Remus had to put Theo on his front with a baby sling while Emerson was on his back. Eritrea was in the baby walker. The four of them had a while before they finally got to the little village the werewolves stayed in. It was closed off so no unwanted visitors would make their way into their territory. It also ensured that there were no turnings that weren't planned.

Fenrir Greyback, the Alpha wolf of the main pack in the village, came to greet him at the gate. "Remus... How good to see you, my son." He greeted him, hugging him carefully as he saw the two of them on him. "Though I do have to ask why you have come to us now and not before?" He asked him softly, showing him around vaguely and back to his own house.

"My mate... He doesn't even care for them. He only cares for the blasted boy-who-lived. That man doesn't even care that his godson has been kidnapped. The triplets will always come second when Ethan Potter is around." Remus sneered at the mention of Ethan Potter. That boy would become a bully and just like James was when he was in school.

"Well you are at home here. I told you before that we will always have a place for you here. No matter what. And these three will grow up around others their kind." Fenrir said softly, ushering him in the house and settling him down, taking the three pups off their bearer and putting them up in the nursery. "Mind if I find out their names?" He asked Remus.

"The girl is my eldest, her name is Eritrea Lyra. The two boys are Theodore Orion and Emerson Sirius. I am keeping the names as they are but I think they should change their surnames." Remus looked up at him with a small smile. "I think they should have your surname. Eritrea, Theodore and Emerson Greyback."

"If that's what you'd like to do, I would be honoured for them to take my surname." He said, a smile on his face. "Well, welcome to the family son." He said, sitting down with his 'son'. Remus was only his son because he had made the wolf that resided in him. He was his son in all things but blood and he would be treated as his son no matter what.

"Thank you. The other two need a feeding... And I need to get some rest." Remus murmured softly, yawning and standing up. "I'm never so good so soon after a change. But it seems like they are in their element. The last few months have been stressful. I am glad that I didn't change at all while I carried them. Though they changed for their first moon. I was scared they would get taken away. I kept them at Black Manor until now." He sighed softly, shaking his head at the thought.

"Go on son. Go to your pups and get some sleep." Fenrir said looking at him. "We have a spare bedroom. It's the last door once you go up the stairs. You can have that one until we get you settled in one of the houses we have here."

Remus smiled, taking his bag up the stairs and looking through the rooms to find the nursery. He saw the two boys awake so he made bottles for them. Taking Theodore in his arms, he started to feed him. The three of them didn't take long to finish so he knew he would be able to sleep soon. They woke up a few times but it was nothing he couldn't handle. He'd been taking care of them since they were born, Sirius had little interest in looking after them.

"Such a good boy for me, Theo." He murmured softly, a smile on his face as he watched his tiny son. Soon the boy was put down for the night. Doing the same for Emerson, he was on his way to the bathroom to sort himself out for the night. Before going to the room that was his for now, he put a charm on the nursery to tell him if the pups woke up during the night.

THOV

Eritrea – Pronounced Air-ree-tray-a

I had another idea but I don't know what you would think about it. As family is everything to the werewolves, do you think Fenrir should take revenge for Remus on the whole Ethan taking all of Sirius' attention instead of where it should be? Give the light something to worry about with their so called 'golden boy'. Just review on your thoughts.

This is where is stands right now.

Harry's House - There was another option given where Harry is in Gryffindor and Ethan in Slytherin:

Ravenclaw | 11

Slytherin | 13

Gryffindor | 1

Hufflepuff | 1

Gryffindor!Harry with Slytherin!Ethan | 3

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Updated: 20/09/2017