Title: Fate refined
Author: Fred2008
Rating: T (for language)
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry potter, tons of things would've been changed, however I do not, so don't sue me. These characters portrayed in this fan fiction is owned by J.K Rowling and companies too numerous to name.
Summery: something happens that could lead to an uncertain future for our hero of the story. And Ron is going to be getting a huge life changing experience by our local redheaded sister.

A/N: remember, Harry and Harold are basically the same people with different personalities. mind talking, (talking to ones self). also answer to reviews, and questions at the end of the chapter

Chapter 2
The Beast Inside

They arrived late to Marge's house, at that point Ripper the pit-bull dog sent Harry up a tree. No one even bothered to check up on him that night. Harold put up silencing charms around himself so that they wouldn't get suspicious of Harry talking to himself.

"Are you bloody mad! Now we'll never get down from here!" he yelled. "I have no idea why I trust you in the first place."

"So your finally getting the picture are you? Trust. No. One." Harold said while folding his arms. "I'll guide you every now and then so you know when to give your trust or give none at all."

Harry rolled his eyes, "Yeah, and what? Your going to tell me I can do magic and what not?

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Later in the Night
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"So...What your saying is that I will have to lead the Wizarding world, assuming that magic is real. And that my life is going to be so hellish that I might not make it to the very end to see the peace of the people." Harry asked.

"Yes, thats most of it." Harold said nodding.

"And that your here to help me prevent such a thing from happening, also that the nightmares that I've been having off and on are the result of the future, right?"

"Again, yes, that pretty much sums it up."

"I have one last question..."

Harold nodded his head to continue "Go on..."

Harry shouted as he waved his hands in the air "Are you bloody mad? and what is it with you saying 'Merlin' all the time?"

At this Harold tensed their body up, that presence was back again, also he noticed that Ripper was missing. He also that the night sky was about to brighten up as the full moon was about to make an appearance. "We have to get inside, or somewhere safe, Now!"

However, there was one slight problem with that, the house was a far amount of meters away from the lone tree. Sure he would've been there in less than a few minutes, however this presence was almost upon them.

And it was.

Harold knew without a doubt that he was in serious trouble, and that there was no wizards or witches in the immediate area to stop this monster from attacking him. That didn't mean for a minute that he was going to back down from this fight. He blocked out Harry totally, and started to draw upon his own core. With all his will he conjured a silver knife, although pretty much useless since it wasn't as sharp as any other knifes it was silver. I didn't even know he was around here the last time...unless...

His train of thought was pulled to a screeching halt as Finrer Greyback came out of nowhere, looking vicious with a wicked smirk on his face. "So Mr. Potter, we meet at last. Thanks to that brilliant dog here, I was able to find you. I want to hear you scream and taste your throat for defying the Dark lord!" with that the full moon came out over the hills shining over Greyback. The terrible monster was about to show its true face.

No Remus Lupin here to save you this time sonny, your on your own. Was Harold's last thought before he lept out of the way from the transformed Greyback. Damn those fates for doing this to me...

Harold dodged the werewolf for a few minutes, rolling around and just missing being bit by sheer luck. A few times when he was about to go for Greyback's sholder or side with his knife he was thrown a couple of metres. He was pinned down as this five year old body couldn't handle the physical aspects of the movement. Finrer was about to go for this throat when Harry seen what the thing was and panicked. Without much thought his body moved the arms over his face when Greyback bit. Harold screamed in pain and anger, the former because of the bite, and the later because Harry had panicked.

Taking control again he shoved the werewolf off of them amplifying his strength with magic. Although he wasn't pushed far. Summoning the knife, he jabbed it into the werewolf's side. The werewolf howled in pain before running off into the darkness. The silver knife still embedded into its side. Damn...So much for not being a werewolf...

At that, Ripper the annoying pitbull dog came running out of the shadows and started biting at his leg. Once I meet with those Fates I swear to whatever Gods are out there, I'll kill them...because at that moment Aunt Marge and the others came running out and she started to yell at Harry for hurting her 'baby'. His aunt and uncle grudgingly took him to the nearest hospital to treat the bites.

That of course didn't stop them from nottaking him back to Marge's house where they didn't even let the wounds heal properly, dispite the doctor's warnings, and concerns of staying there to monitor them. Once treated by stitches, a cast, as well as anti-biotics the Dursleys just dragged him out. Sentancing him to cleaning out the dog pound and the usual tirade of chores. Not to mention the trouble and torcture from their whale of a son Dudley.

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Little did Harry know, that the doctor that healed him was a squib, which alerted to the Ministry that Harry was bitten by what looked like a werewolf. They in turn started an investigation on the Dursleys, the squib also reported that the young boy had tons of bones that were mistreated and improperly placed. Also a string of other problems that pointed towards child abuse.

The good news was that they were building a case, and would have them detained for questioning in the near future. However, the downside was that it would take time as well, too much time because of Harry being a suspected werewolf.

She knew that the Ministry of magic goes by protocol, but that didn't mean that Jessica Conway would make sure that he had someone to take care of him if he really is a werewolf. She decided to call up an old friend of hers should something happen to Harry Potter.

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Meanwhile, Ginny Weasley was having her own troubles, Ron was being a self centered prat. No more Ron, we're going to make sure of that...

With that in mind she resovled to get Ron to care for others, as well as be more accepting to being in poverty. Just then her guardian Rose, the second person inside her came out. Yes, Ron can an insufferable git at times. Don't be too subtle, even if it is outright blunt he misses the hint. This may take lots of your time though.

Ron had no idea of how much he was to change in the upcoming years as Ginny started to drill into his head that he wasn't the only one with problems.

"Ron? Are you in there?" a five year-old Ginny asked after knocking on Ron's door.

The door opened almost immediately, "What do you want Ginny? Don't you have dolls or something to play with?" he asked rather rudely. "Why don't you go play with that Loony Lovegod..."

"It's Luna, Ronald. And I don't have 'dolls to play with'." she said The git... "I was wondering if you can teach me how to fly on a broom."

She didn't really get much else to say before he started to make remarks about how she couldn't fly. "Ginny, your too young to fly, and besides your a girl, girls can't fly at all on brooms, so just go away!" with that he slammed the door on her face. She did the only thing that a five-year-old girl would do, she ran to her room and started fuming her anger through tears.

Sure she was overreacting, sure Ron was just another boy being a boy, and sure that she knew before hand that this was going to take time. Then again, she was after all only five, she had that right to cry if she wanted, and being a girl doesn't count.

Just as fast as she started, she stopped, her face set with determination.

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Time went on, and when they got back from Marge's Harry was sentenced to the cupboard, not allowed any food for two days, and only let out twice a day to go to the bathroom. It was not spent doing nothing.

"Harold...What was that, that thing that bit me..." Harry asked, close to stammering the answer.

Sighing, Harold told him more about the magical world, and that it holds more than just wizards and witches.

Harry was sitting inside his cupboard, just the night before the full moon. He was bitten on July 2nd, and the upcoming one was a blue moon. These types are harsh on the body, he would know because Harold had told him so. He was feeling so agitated, yet had no idea why. Sure it could've been his relatives bugging the hell out of him, mainly 'Dudders'

"So what happens tomorrow if no one knows it was a werewolf bite? I don't want to kill my relatives." He asked Harold, Harry was more than terrified of what could, and would happen.

"I have no idea Harry...maybe we can run away from here."Harold was considering this option for the last week now. "I know of a few places we can go to, but I'm not sure if that is a wise move."

Before he could ponder the idea he heard a muffled voice cast an unlocking charm on the outside door. Once opened he heard quite a few people talking in serious tones. Most of them clambering upstairs to search, while the others were looking around.

"Wait, I smell another one around here somewhere." That voice sounds familiar... "I think he's in the cupboard!"

With that there were many disbelieving sounds, before someone opened the door. There Harold seen the one person that he least expected. Standing there with his wand lit was none other than Remus Lupin had come with the Aurors to get him out of there.

"By Merlin...Come on Harry, we're going to get you out of here and somewhere safe." Harry just glanced oddly at him, as if judging wither to attack him or not for even entering his 'territory'. "I'm not here to steal your stuff, I just want to take you somewhere safe."

Harry was having a hard time trusting adults, even more harder times trusting others. Yet for some reason he felt like attacking this other guy for some odd reason, before he mentioned something that sent those thoughts a 180 degree turn on those feelings.

"I'll be your guardian, I'll protect you to the best I can cub. You don't have to hurt me, and I'll never hurt you on purpose." He felt comforted by that alone.

"Who are you?" he asked with a wary face.

"I'm Remus Lupin, come along, we're going to take you someplace safe..." As Lupin finished Vernon and Petunia Dursley were shouting along with Dudley who was screaming in fear.

Although the scene looked grim for the Dursleys, Harry took an odd satisfaction that he was free from them at last. THe Aurors had taken them into separate cars, knowing that using magic in a muggle filled neighborhood was risky so had taken the muggle approach using cars.

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"What should we do with him Remus? You said that he was a werewolf?" Jessica asked while sipping on a butterbeer at the Leaky Cauldron. She and Remus had agreed to meet up at the old dreary pub, and were currently discussing what to do with Harry. Plus it was good to have a change in pace, living in the muggle world was dull at times, dispite being a doctor in training.

Remus just rubbed his eyes in weariness and frustration, just five hours ago he along with Aurors and child protection agencies went and picked harry up at his relatives. "Yes, he is indeed a werewolf. How he became one is a mystery, though I bet whatever galleons that I have it was greyback. I have a suggestions about what to do about Harry's first transformation though, there was a recent development called the WolfesBane Potion. It allows the drinker to retain his mind while transformed."

Remus paused before continueing "Although it is not very popular, due to its high cost and the need for a potions master to make it. Also it has to be taken in the span of two days. Although if you take a dose every half hour for six hours it could help."

Jessica felt like slapping herself. Of course, the wolfsbane potion. "Where do we get the potion though? I'm sure it would take a while to get some."

Remus shrugged his shoulders. "We can request some from the ministry, they usually have some handy...though for what reason i have no idea." He had a suspicion it was for the unspeakables, yet...it didn't quite fit the bill. He was interrupted by Jessica.

"What about the Dursleys? What happens to them?" She asked, her tone bitter.

At this Remus looked up into her eyes. "We found something else, Petunia Dursley has had fraternal twins. They are a year younger than Harry, apparently they were left at an orphanage near Little Wingleton, one of the best it looks like."

"But why would they sent thier own kids to an orphanage?" They can't be magical now...could they?

Almost as if he was reading her thoughts he answered. "They're magical twins, the caretakers there say that Petunia visits them periodically, about three times a week until recently. Though they also say that should anything happen to them that they go to one Harry Potter regardless of age. So I have no idea what to do with them..." he suddenly had a thought, giving Jessica a thoughtful glance. "Maybe you can..."

Jessica's eyes widened, "No, I can't watch kids with the job I have! No, absolutely not!"

"Oh come on, you don't have to change their names or what not, just take them in as foster kids. I'll bring Harry over whenever I can, barring the full moons. Besides Harry has as much right to visit them as that woman does. I doubt he even knows that he has more cousins than that fat whale."

"You know, now he'll be a ward of yours, Remus? Are you alright?" Remus had just gone very pale, even compared to the time frame for full moon. No, this was from something else.

"I think I just remembered something, something important..." With that he jerkidly stood up and ran to the floo, leaving to an unknown location.

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Arthur Weasley was having a strange day, to say the least, all started out just fine, now after a raid from a tip about some boy, it all started going downhill. Starting with the fact that the boy was reported to be a werewolf, that followed up by the kid living with abusive and neglective relatives. He rubbed his tired eyes, it just got more complicated, once they found him they wouldn't even release the information, not even a name. All of that hard work, yet all was kept from the other heads of various departments.

He walked in through the door to find his family sitting around the dinner table, they all looked up as he entered, with the usual cheery welcomes, it brought a smile to his face everytime, even during the war. He sat down wearily, not noticing he was doing so.

If the others noticed they didn't say anything. Save for Ginny who was watching her father curiously, Rose had taught her to notice small things to help her with her pranking, or helping others that need it.

And at the moment, her father needed the most help at the moment, Molly Weasly seemed to pick up on this.

"Kids, why don't you go and play when you get done eating. And Percy, no pranking your brothers, do you understand." She asked with certain authority that put even Mad-Eye Moody in his place most of the time.

Yet with Percy, it didn't seem to phase him as it should've, but on the inside he was cowed. "Yes Mum, come on Gin, lets go play." with that the two left out the door.

Yet when the others left to go to their respective rooms, Percy and Ginny just shared a look and she wandlessly cast a spell that allowed them to look into the room and hear what was going on. Percy, not much fazed, just grinned. "You have got to teach me that."

They sat there and listened to the two talk about the investigation, and something about tons of scars and broken bones. some of which that have been incorrectly placed. Their little eavesdropping turned into something much more serious, to the point where Percy's usual grin was gone. Who in the world would hurt their own children, or any other for that matter? was the thought running through their minds.

"But who would hurt such a poor dear! What happened of the boy?" Molly asked, once the tale was told. Being a mother of seven children afterall would change ones veiws.

We don't know, only that the Aurors had taken him to St. Mungos to be treated. Other than that, its all a guess." Arthur said, he rubbed his face wearily. "We can only hope that he can survive the first transformation, and that he is in good hands."

With that, the whitefaced kids walked quietly back to their rooms. What no one knows, was that Rose was watching the whole thing, hoping for the best for whoever the kid was. She was also hoping it wasn't the one person that has been worrying her since they were placed on this plane of existance.

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Harry was confused as hell, just hours ago, he was taken out of his cupboard by a strange man. He didn't know why, but he wanted to attack this person for stepping foot near his cupboard. Since when did I get protective of that hell hole, and for that fact when did I start cursing up a storm?

Just then a woman came in carrying a vial full of what looked like a Potion, Of all the medicine in the world they still use potions! what next i find out that they still wear robes?...right, those guys that came and took the Dursleys had those on. I wonder what will happen to me now...

His last thought was inturrupted with that same man that he would later call his uncle, as well as his savior to himself.

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Authors notes: well, it seems as if things are looking rather gloom for the boy-who-lived-twice-over. And the Fates seem adamant that he be punished for his 'crimes'. That will change in the following chapters, as well as the entire plot line.

Oh, and people are asking about the plot? and that its confusing...well a few suggestions would be helpful, and hopefully a beta sometime soon. Also a question about reincarnation and time travel...the concept was t/t but it seems more like reincarnation...likewise, opinions and suggestions welcomed. To answer Guru-poisnonous blowfish, yes, I'm merging the characters together, yet it takes time to do so, just doesn't happen overnight you know. Now the dumbles thing is confusing...if you want an explanation visit my profile...I don't want to become an author that answers questions repeatedly in his/her stories and chapters.

about harry/harold peronalities. Harold can, for a period of time control Harry's body, they are completely different people, harold is much older, likewise. Harry on the other hand is starting to grow up tons faster than he did in canon. Yet this time he knows what a bit of love is, even if the only one to show it was himself.

I was planning on getting rid of the Dursleys, but that wouldn't be fun with other plots that will come into play. and sorry for the cliffy, and looking for a beta...or someone to just read over the story before posting.