Hello here is the newest chapter. I hope you all enjoy it and that you like the Harry that I'm creating. I hope to be able to post these chapters weekly, but it may not always be possible so please bare with me. Also want to say a big thank you to those that have reviewed, though I'm writing for my own pleasure, I admit that knowing people seem to be enjoying it encourages me to keep writing.

CHAPTER 4

As the dry retching began to subside he could hear the other mans apologetic voice. "Sorry I should have said something. I was forgetting that the first time is always the worst." Crouching down next to him Remus held out a small bar of chocolate and at Harrys questioning eyebrow gave a sheepish smile, "I find it always helps me." Nodding he took the bar and slowly nibbled on it as he let his stomach settle.

Looking around him he could see they were next to a dirt path surrounded by forest. From behind him he could hear the faint sounds of people and the jingle of a bell, "That's Hogsmeade. It's a village that third year students and above can visit during the school year. It's nothing fancy but it has enough stores to cater to your needs, including a couple of pubs. Ahead of us is Hogwarts, it's where Dumbledore will currently be as he's the headmaster. Are you able to walk yet or would you like a few more minutes?"

Shaking his head he stood up and silently followed the man up the hill towards the school, his senses strained as he tried to take every scent and sound. When they finally reached the schools main gates he let out a low whistle as he took in the school. It wasn't anything like he had imagined it would be, though the only reference he had to schools was his old primary school. This school was a beautiful castle that stood on top of the hill, looking like it had just come out of one of the fairytale books he used to read with Anna. It even had turrets that stood proudly above the main building.

As he walked towards the schools main entrance he could see at a large forest that started at the foot of the hill and spread back towards the village, and a massive lake that reminded him of home. Remus was happily talking about the classes and of some of the creatures that lived in and around the school.

As soon as he entered the building, he was momentarily overwhelmed by all the scents that seemed to surround every inch of the castle. He could smell the faint scents of the students and staff as well as the house elves and cleaning products. All of which was mixed together with a hint of mustiness that only came with age.

It took several deep breaths to adjust and he noticed the sympathetic look on Remus's face a gave a nod to show he was okay. Closing his eyes he allowed allowed the different smells to wash over him and took his time adjusting to each one. When he was no longer feeling overwhelmed he gestured for Remus to continue, who gave a low bow in reply.

Both men were laughing as he was led up the grand marble staircase. Suddenly felt it begin to move and gave a low warning growl as he held onto the banister. "Its okay Harry, they do that from time to time you'll soon get used to it. I know that everything must be a little overwhelming right now, Merlin, I still remember the first time I came here. I almost ran I was so scared of everything, thankfully your dad was there to stop me. This way Harry."

On the third floor he was led down several corridors until they stood outside of a large gargoyle statue. Harry looked around confusedly until Remus muttered "Humbug". The statue suddenly moved to the side revealing a narrow, twisting staircase which led them up to the headteachers office.

Before Remus had a chance to knock on the door it sung open to reveal a large circular room, in the middle and back was a raised dais with several steps where an old man sat behind a polished wood desk. Four carved pillars seemed to separate it from the front of the room, and Harry could see floor to ceiling bookshelves that took the entire back half of the room. The walls on the front half of the room were covered paintings, the majority of them were portraits who stared in undisguised interest.

"Albus I'm back."

"Remus! I received your letter just this morning and I must say I couldn't believe it, in fact, I almost fainted with shock. Not only did you manage to make them consider an alliance, but more importantly, you claim to have found Harry." Dumbledore was a good actor Harry had to give him that, but only if you didn't look at his eyes. The man may have acted surprised but his eyes said otherwise.

He stood against a pillar and looked over the Leader of the Light in mild curiosity. He didn't look anything special, he was old with a long white beard that matched his equally long white hair. Pale blue eyes hid behind half moon glasses and seemed to twinkle in the light, but Harry could read the true emotions in them. Nothing about him suggested he was powerful, but then Harry knew that looks were often deceiving. After all, this was the man who dumped him with magic hating muggles without a second thought, only to then care about him when it suited him.

He knew he should have been angry even hateful towards him but in all honestly he couldn't do it, at least not to the level he felt he should have. Yes the man was the reason he had been left with the Dursleys to be abused and then abandoned, but, if he hadn't then Harry might have never ended up with the pack. Not that meant he would ever thank the man, it just meant he wouldn't rip the guy apart any time soon.

"Yes Albus, this is Harry Potter and he'll be acting as the Comraich Packs representative."

Blue eyes suddenly focused on him and he could almost feel the gaze cut into him. A firm push against his mind brought a growl to his throat that he barely stifled as he threw the offender out. The old mans eyes widened slightly before returning to their twinkling self. Evidently Remus hadn't lied about the mans disrespect for boundaries.

"Harry is it really you?"

"Naw its Merlin in a tutu."He drawled sarcastically as he fought the urge to roll his eyes, instead he folded his arms against his chest and leant against the pillar. Remus hissed at him to behave in which he replied with an innocent smile. "Aye it's me, Harry James Potter in the flesh."

"My boy we thought you were dead. We looked everywhere for you but could never find even the smallest of hints about your whereabouts, not even your relatives could find you." the man gave a sad sounding sigh, " Please tell me what happened. Where have you been and why did you never come to Hogwarts when you turned eleven?"

Nosey auld fart. Like the fact am fae the pack isnae a big enough clue Harry thought as he eyed the man. Just as he went to answer a sharp knock at the door caught his attention and he watched as it opened to reveal a tall, stern looking man. He was dressed completely in black which perfectly matched his dark hair and eyes, whilst emphasising the paleness of his skin.

As the man approached them he could clearly smell the various potions ingredients and fumes coming from him and knew that this man was clearly a dedicated potioneer. He thought fondly of Brunhilde busily brewing away and all the lessons she had given him over the years.

"Headmaster I see you are busy I can come back later." The mans deep drawl was quiet yet clear as he seemed to glare holes into Remus. Evidently there was a history between the two men and yet if Harrys ears were right the slight fluttering of Remus's heart meant it was more one sided. Catching said mans eye he gave a smirk which caused a slight blush form on the older mans face.

Catching the glance the man turned around to face Harry, he gave a quick once over before raising an eyebrow. Harry gave a friendly smile and a short wave, a short cough brought both of their attentions back to Dumbledore.

"Severus it's fine in fact it is better than fine, for Remus has managed to bring us back more than a possible ally. Please meet Harry Potter." Dumbledore gestured to Harry and he watched in amusement as the dark haired man turned his head so fast he was surprised his neck hadn't snapped. The mans eyes were wide for a second before a blank mask fell over his features and a well perfected sneer appeared.

"Well if it isn't the great Harry Potter back from the dead it seems. I must say for a corpse you're looking well though I wonder what brought you back after all these years. I suppose Lupin found your pathetic self cowering somewhere and decided to drag your sorry arse back with him, no doubt in the hopes of getting a pat on the head from Dumbledore. What's the matter Potter the war too scary for you."

"Well aren't ye a wee ray o sunshine. As a wis aboot tae explain, a dinnae ken much aboot the war an' a certainly didnae ken aboot going tae this school. A never got ma letter and a definitely didnae ken that a wis missing. The Dursleys abandoned me when a wis eight at some fair, and its no like anybody fae the ministry came looking fer me, at least no in the packs."

"I see. Well Harry," Dumbledore leaned forward and looked at Harry over his glasses, a kind smile on his face that didn't quite reach his eyes, " not to worry I'm sure you'll be able to settle in well at school. I'll need to see how well your magic is with some tests, and perhaps a series of private lessons but you'll soon -"

"Woah! Woah! Am no going tae be a student here. Remus tellt ye already am here as a representative o ma pack tae determine whether or no we should go tae war wi' ye, no tae sit aroond a classroom all day. Besides, a've learnt all a need tae so there's nae were several witches and wizards that taught me."

Dumbledore frowned at him with a disappointed look and shook his head, "Harry my boy, though I'm sure you were taught well, I'm also sure that there are many gaps between what you know and what you should know. There is so much that you need to learn and without a proper education you would never be able to get a decent job. Also, there is the fact you are only sixteen and not yet an adult so you must enrol." Harry could have sworn he saw a smug glint in the mans eyes but merely smirked, like it he would let the old man win that easily.

"Actually Sir, in ma pack am an adult, its oor law. Plus a've nae interest in getting a job in the wizarding world as a ken a wid never be able tae get a decent job." He tilted his head and casually added, "Unless that's one o the things ye plan tae change after ye've won the war. Ye ken equal rights are very important tae us right noo."

"What do you mean? Of course you can get a good job if you complete your schooling. A fine young wizard like yourself should have no problem in future. Now then about which house to put you in -"

"Sorry tae interrupt again but ye never answered ma question. I may be wizard but am also a Lupus Pura werewolf. Have been since the age o eight, and it's that part o me that will make working here impossible. So, a'll ask again. Are the prejudices many companies and the very ministry itself hold be one o the things ye'll change?"

Out of the corner of his eye he could see the twitch of Remus's mouth and the proud gleam in his eyes, whilst the man known as Severus gave an approving look. No just a pretty face am a. Harry watched as the headteacher seemed to hesitate over the question, with a look of annoyance slipping through his grandfatherly mask, which told him everything he needed to know.

The man probably hadn't even thought about it. They were merely a means to an end, and he no doubt had hoped a few pretty words and false promises would sway them,that was if he had even wanted an alliance in the first place. If Remus was right then the whole thing had been solely to bring Harry back and the headmaster couldn't give a toss about them.

"I must admit that I wasn't expecting you to be a werewolf, though I suppose I should have expected it considering where you were… found. I am sorry for the curse that was inflicted on you I can't imagine how hard it has been for you, it's something no one should have to suffer. They should never have turned such an innocence young child, but not to worry you are safe here." Harry scoffed at that, but didn't comment. It only further proved that the headteacher didn't think much of werewolves in general. The old man continued, "I can't give you a cure but I can promise that I will endeavour to make sure your time here will be safe for everyone. Though, I must stress that you can't tell anyone about your lycanthropy. If the ministry found out not only would you be thrown out of Hogwarts, but it could cause panic among the general public." Harry had to fight really hard not to roll his eyes and wondered if the man just liked to hear his own voice.

"However," the old man continued on almost sullenly, "I know that the laws may not always seem fair but they were put in place to ensure everyones safety. I can however look at them and see if I can get certain ones changed to make life easier for werewolves." Dumbledore seemed to suddenly perk up and said, "Now, back to where you will stay. I think that maybe with the Gryffindors would be best, that was your parents house. It's a house for the brave and strong of heart, and I think that you would fit in perfectly there."

"With all due respect but are you seriously going to let another werewolf into Hogwarts? Do you not remember what almost happened the last time one was here?" Severus said as he pointedly looked at Remus who suddenly found the floor fascinating, and Harry was curious about the obvious story that was linked to the question. As he heard Dumbledore brush Severus off he noticed the mans look of irritation had never changed apart from a glare at Remus and a sneer at him. It was like he was just permanently annoyed at the world, and Harry realised that the man must just look like that naturally, or as Arcadia called it 'having a resting bitch face'.

Realising that Severus was now being completely ignored by Dumbledore he decided to try reassure the man himself. "Dinnae worry aboot me. Am a Lupus Pura Werewolf meaning a dinnae lose ma mind during a full moon. Think of us as more like shifters but it's more than that. We are the wolf an the wolf is us, we're one an the same, this means we can shift whenever we like and oor senses are better than ye lot all the time, no just aroond the full moon like Remus. A promise the students will be safe aroond me." Severus narrowed his eyes for a moment before giving a small nod, Dumbledore however continued as if he had never spoken.

"Now Harry as I said you'll be in Gryffindor, and don't worry, I'll make sure you get everything you need. I can have lesson arranged for tomorrow, nothing too difficult just some tests to see what you know so far. I assume you already have your wand so we could start as soon as possible, though don't be too upset if you have to attend classes of the under years."

"Firstly, a dinnae need a wand cause, secondly, am no gonna be a student. What's so hard tae understand?"

"Not got a wand. Then how did you learn back home?" Harry felt like shouting at the man now. Was he always this infuriatingly obtuse or was it just Harry. Turning he to the other men he could see the open curiosity in their eyes. With a slight shrug he ran a hand through his hair, "A started aff wi' their wands if they had one, then onto just a stick and noo a dae it without one. Most of magic users back hame dae as well."

"Are you telling me Mr Potter that you are skilled in wandless magic?" He could hear the disbelief in Severus's voice and frowned. Why would that be so hard to believe, but then the man had already insulted him so why wouldn't he do it again. Then he noticed the look of surprise in both Remus's and Dumbledores faces.

Confused at the three reactions he replied, "Aye a can, why? Ye think am tae stupid tae be able tae dae it. A wand ain't nothing but an amplifier of ones magic, if ye train yer magic enough then it strengthens an' ye dinnae need a wand. Surely that's something ye teach here."

"Ah no Harry, it's not something they teach here. In fact a wizard or witch who can use wandless magic is rare,most people don't have the magical strength to do it." Remus looked on with a lingering hint of awe and disbelief, and Harry felt a bit awkward at that. Back home at the pack it was almost essential to be able to use magic without a wand, mainly because they were too fragile and broke easily. So naturally Harry had just assumed that everyone done it, but now it seemed he was the oddity here, not the other way round.

"Well, maybe Harry could give us a demonstration, just to see what he can do wandlessly and then we can go from there. If you would, Harry." Dumbledore was annoying Harry to no end. It was bad enough with his fake smiles but now he was talking to them like they were children. With a slight glare at the old man he turned back towards the door and noticed a table with several small ornaments on it, without any words or wand was able to levitate not only the ornaments but the entire table. When he put it back down he then created a ball of light, about the size of a golf ball, in the palm of his hand and quickly extinguished it before turning to Dumbledore. He gave focused his magic and felt it travel down his hand, raising it quickly he muttered "Petrificus Totalus".

He watched in amusement as the spell hit the old mans body, freezing in place, "Harry you can't just body-bind the man." Remus fussed as Severus merely complimented him on his casting. Remus sighed when he saw neither man attempting to remove the spell, "I guess I better undo it then" Remus moved forward and drew his wand and began to undo it. "Oh please help him, he hasn't been able to speak for nearly ten seconds" the sarcastic tone of Harrys voice received a raised eyebrow from Severus and he merely gave a smirk.

"Well that was very impressive Harry, however, until we can properly test you I can't tell how well you'll do in class. Yes it is amazing that you can do wandless magic, but it only shows your strength not talent. Now the Gryffindor entrance is on the seventh floor, I can summon Professor McGonagal who is Gryffindors head of house, I'm sure she would happily show you where to go."

A ken where I'd like ye tae go ye daft bawbag Harry internally grumbled. It was obvious that this man was going to make him a student whether he wanted to or not. Then he had a realisation, if he was a student then he could find out more than he would as a werewolf representative. He could move about more freely and find out what he needed easily from the students, whilst being able to monitor the headmaster and his Order better. After all a place like this must be full of gossips and know-it-alls. Maybe being a student wouldn't be so bad but that didn't mean he would go quietly or easy.

"Can I no pick ma ane hoose?" Dumbledore blinked for several seconds and gave a small grandfatherly smile but was interrupted by Severus before he could reply, Perhaps it would be better if we done this properly and used the Sorting Hat"

"No need to bother the Hat the now. No I'm sure he'll be perfectly fine in Gryffindor. The house that represents bravery and courage would suit our young hero I'm sure, especially as it was your parents house. You know your mother was one of the brightest witches in her year, and your father was a smart and mischievous young man. Both were invaluable members of the Order and it was terrible when they died, but such is the risk you take when fighting in a war."

"Perhaps he would be but I still think the boy should be sorted properly." Severus argued. Harry got the feeling that Severus was only pressing the matter because it was irritating Dumbledore. In fact the man looked like he was mentally shouting at Severus to shut up, all the while trying to act like he wasn't bothered by it. Harry felt the urge to help Severus.

"He is still hear an' a think a'd like tae be sorted by this hat. After all if a'm being forced tae be a student a should be sorted as one." He actually had no interest in where he stayed but it was fun to irritate the pompous headteacher and watch as he tried to maintain his grandfatherly façade.

A loud groaning noise just behind the headteachers head drew his attention to a rather grubby and tattered looking hat. He looked on in amazement as it began to speak. "I will sort the student not you headteacher, or do you find me suddenly incompetent?"

"No of course not, I simply thought you wouldn't wish to be disturbed."

"Disturbed from what? I only work one day a year it's hardly like I'm exhausted. Now place me on his head." Dumbledore reluctantly rose from his chair and proceeded to pick the hat up carefully as if it were made of spun glass, and slowly walked over to Harry who had moved to the desk.

"Ah Harry Potter, so you've finally come to Hogwarts," the hats voice sounded in his head and he tilted his head in curiosity, "you're late by the way. Never mind, let's see what we have here. Hmm, not a bad mind, plenty of courage too. Sarcasm doesn't count by the way but you do have quite a cunning and strong mind and I see loyalty is also a rather strong trait, so where to put you."

"Why bother putting me anywhere. A dinnae want tae be a student nor am a here tae be one so why bother, just say it's tae difficult or that a dinnae fit in anywhere. After all ye're the Sorting Hat, whit ye say they have tae stand by, right?" Harry whispered innocently to the hat, feeling a little silly as he done it.

"You know it's that kind of talk that would make you perfect for Slytherin, those cunning and ambitious snakes would applaud you for it, and they are very loyal even if it is only to other snakes. Hmm I would suggest that you go along with your plan to play along for now, remember you attract more flies with honey than vinegar."

Harry paused at that. Did that mean he should just agree to be a Gryffindor? When he asked the Hat it merely chuckled and replied, "No, though I have no doubt you could be fine there. No I merely meant that you should keep your head down and act like the willing student he wants you to be, understand."

"Aye a understand. Thanks fer the advice Hat."

"Very well Harry Potter. SLYTHERIN!"

Harry took the hat off and handed back to a rather pale looking headteacher who blinked rather owlishly before placing the hat back on its shelf. Harry was worried the man was suffering from shock as he silently sat back down at his desk. It took at least a full minute before he gave a small sigh, "It seems I was wrong, though I wonder…" Dumbledore trailed off, seemingly lost in his thoughts. A rather loud clearing of a throat from Harry seemed to bring him back.

"Hmm, oh yes sorry, got lost in my thoughts. It seems Severus that you have a new student. Harry this is Professor Snape, Head of Slytherin. Professor Snape used to teach potions but this year he will teach Defence Against the Dark Arts. Sorry I forgot to ask, Severus what was it you wanted to see me about?"

"It was nothing urgent and can wait until later this evening." The headteacher gave a distracted nod. "Very well then, if you would like to show Harry to his new dorm and I'll speak to you later tonight."

Severus gave a slight nod and eyed the teen with an unidentifiable look but Harry was sure he was being judged. Shrugging the feeling off he approached Remus and rubbed his head against the mans shoulder, a wolfs way of showing acceptance as well as scent marking a person. It was often used among pack members as a form of greeting or goodbye when there has been an absence.

The smile on Remus's face was bright and Harry found himself returning it, especially when Remus hesitantly returned the gesture. "A'll see ye later and a promise tae write tae ye, 'kay." Ignoring the confused looks on both teachers face he gestured for Severus to lead the way and then followed him down the stairs.

As he left he thought, Maybe this winnae be sae bad after all.