Harry Potter: The Wolf Heart Saga (a 'Harry Potter' fic)
Disc.: J.K. Rowling is the only one who will ever be able to claim true ownership of this wonderful book/movie series, which means that I'll only ever own fics like this one based around her series.
A/N: I know it's been so long since I last updated this fic and you guys are probably angry for me delaying a chapter that's long overdue, but I've been so busy trying to find full time work that I hardly have time to pump out chapters of fics like I used to. I shall try to make up for some of the wait with this chapter.
Ch.6- Sorting & First Lessons
As all the students got off the train, Harry and Ron started following after the older students but stopped when Hagrid appeared in front of them.
"Hello again, Harry."
"Hey, Hagrid." The young raven haired Werewolf pup said with a smile on his face, the taller brunette Werewolf smiling back at Harry as the other students arrived.
"Alright, everyone. Time to board the boats; let's go, pups."
The other Weres and Shifters got on the boat with Harry, Ron, and Hermoine as Hagrid began rowing the boat. Other students helped row the boat as well as the other boats in the water, a tall cliff coming into view after about 15 minutes. Perched on the cliff was a massive castle, its' dark shape foreboding in the shadows of the night sky surrounding it as the boats eventually stopped at the dock. The students all left the boats at the dock and began heading towards the castle, the building being lit by candles as they walked through the doors and up the sand colored marble stairs.
As they kept coming up the stairs, a woman in a Victorian style black and green dress appeared in front of them. Her dark auburn hair was pulled back into a bun with a few strands touching her forehead as her dark brown eyes looked over the crowd of new students. She spotted Harry talking to a ginger haired Werewolf boy and red haired Werewolf girl, Minerva smiling at seeing the young raven Werewolf pup happy.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, where you'll learn everything a Shifter or Were needs to survive. To all returning students, you know the procedures and I expect all of you to follow them. To all First Year students, please ask your upperclassmen to help you if you need it. Bear in mind that the teachers won't always be around to help you with your studies, so don't be shy about asking your classmates for help. Now, before you walk through those doors, you'll be sorted into your Clan Houses. They are Black Mountain, White Tundra, Green Meadow, and Blue Ocean."
The students all nodded at the information being shared with them as the older Cat Shifter continued with her speech.
"While you're here, your Clan House will be like your family. Your triumphs and successes will earn you praise. Any rule breaking will result in punishment, which will vary depending on the rule or rules that have been broken. At the end of the year, the Clan House with the most successes will receive the Clan Crown, which will be awarded by-"
The sound of a newt chirping made Minerva look down, a newt at her feet as a Shifter named Neville called out for it.
"Trevor!" Neville said as he came out to where the newt was sitting, an apologetic look on his face as he grabbed Trevor and made his way back into the crowd. The older Cat Shifter woman cleared her throat to regain the other students' attention as she picked up where she left off.
"Well, now that that bit of excitement's out of the way, the Sorting Ceremony will begin momentarily." Minerva said before leaving, the other students talking quietly amongst themselves until she came back. They would've kept at it but a voice cut through the crowd, slightly loud and commanding in its' tone.
"So, it's true then…what they were saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."
The other Weres and Shifters all knew who Harry Potter was, or at least they knew about the stories they were told concerning him and what happened with his family. The owner of said voice turned out to be a blonde Werewolf pup, his blue-grey eyes showing authority as he kept talking and pointed out the two other Werewolf pups with him.
"This is Crabbe and Goyle, and me? I'm Malfoy."
Harry soon found himself looking up into the grey-blue eyes of the blonde Werewolf boy that now stood in front of him, his heart beating somewhat rapidly under that commanding gaze that was focused solely on him as the blonde introduced himself.
"Draco Malfoy."
The raven haired Werewolf pup gulped down the lump in his throat as they kept staring at each other, Harry's inner Wolf wanting to look away in submission but he fought that urge down with all his willpower and instead shot a slight glare at the Malfoy pup in front of him.
The two Werewolf pups would've kept staring at each other if Ron hadn't ruined the moment with a snicker, Draco turning his gaze on him. The blonde looked at the redheaded Werewolf pup that'd laughed at him, his tone becoming slightly harsh as he spoke to Ron.
"Think my name's funny, do you? No need for me to ask yours. Red hair and a hand-me-down robe…you must be a Weasely."
The blonde Werewolf pup then returned his gaze back to Harry as he spoke again.
"You'll soon find that some Werewolf Clans are better than others, Potter. You don't wanna go making friends with the…wrong sort. I can help you there." Draco said as he looked at Ron when he emphasized the term 'wrong sort' before looking back at Harry and holding out his hand, the raven haired Werewolf pup showing determination in his dark green eyes as he stared at the blonde.
"Thanks for the advice, Draco…but I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself."
The blonde dropped his hand and locked gazes with Harry one last time before walking back to his friends. The raven haired Werewolf pup could feel his stomach knotting up as Draco's dominating gaze upon him was still lingering in his mind, the blonde's blue-grey eyes making his heart flutter a tiny bit but Harry shook that thought away just as Ms. McGonagall came back to the group of students.
"We're ready for you now. Follow me."
The students all followed after Minerva as she led them through a pair of wooden double doors with intricate designs covering them, mostly wooden diamond shapes and curls. The room they entered had sand colored stone tiles on the floor and walls that were the same color, at least 4 tables running the length of the room with seats running the same way. When they reached a set of steps, the older Cat Shifter woman motioned for the students to wait while she spoke to them.
"Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words."
The old white Werewolf stood up and looked at the students below the steps before speaking to them.
"I have a few start-of-term notices that I would like to announce. To all First Year students, the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden. Also, our caretaker Mr. Filch would like to remind you that the Third Floor Corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a painful death. Thank you. Minerva, you may proceed." Albus said as he looked at his old friend, the older Cat Shifter woman nodding at the older white Werewolf.
"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore. Now, when I call your name, come up and I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head. This will help place you into the appropriate Clan House for the rest of the year."
Ms. McGonagall then grabbed a scroll off the table and unfurled it, her voice loud over the hushed murmurs of the Weres and Shifters as she started calling out names.
"Hermoine Granger."
The ginger haired Werewolf girl swallowed nervously but managed to keep her composure as she approached the small chair and sat on it after the Sorting Hat was removed from it, Hermoine sitting in the chair. Minerva then placed the Sorting Hat on her head and the Hat spoke to her as it picked up on her residual Werewolf energies.
"Hmm…ah yes…hmm…alright. Green Meadow!"
The students assigned to that Clan House applauded at the new arrival, while the students in the other Clan Houses applauded as well. Hermoine then walked over to the table her fellow Weres and Shifters sat in front of, the ginger haired Werewolf girl smiling at all of them.
"Draco Malfoy."
The blonde Werewolf pup walked up to the small chair and sat on it, the Sorting Hat placed on his head…the Hat already knowing which Clan House to place him in.
"Black Forest!"
Malfoy smiled and got up off the chair, the blonde Werewolf sending a mischievous smirk at Harry as he walked past him. The raven haired Werewolf pup ignored the urge to send one back to him as he watched other Weres and Shifters get sorted into the Clan Houses designated by the Hat, a Werewolf with pale skin and short black hair looking at Harry with an assessing gaze. Ron noticed that his friend was groaning in pain and placing a hand on his forehead where the scar was.
"Harry? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. It's nothing, I'm fine."
The redheaded Werewolf pup wasn't entirely convinced, but let it slide as Ms. McGonagall kept calling names, the older Cat Shifter woman eventually arriving at Ron. The redheaded Werewolf pup sat down in the chair and felt the Hat being placed on his head.
"Ha! Another Weasely…I know just what to do with you. Green Meadow!"
Ron smiled gratefully as he got off the chair and joined the other Green Meadow students. Harry was happy for his friend, the raven haired Werewolf pup smiling at Ron when his own name was called.
"Harry Potter."
All the other students watched intently as the raven haired Werewolf pup walked up the steps and sat down in the chair, the teachers also doing the same as Ms. McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on Harry's head.
"Hmm…difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad aura; there's plenty of talent, and a thirst to prove yourself…but where to put you?"
Harry was hoping that he didn't end up in a Clan House he didn't want to be in, the raven haired Werewolf pup whispering his pleas loud enough for the Sorting Hat to hear him.
"Not Black Forest. Not Black Forest…"
"Not Black Forest, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know. It's all here, in your aura. And Black Forest will help you on your way to greatness, there's no doubt about that. No? Well, if you're sure…"
"Please, please, please…"
"Better be…"
The whole room was silent and tense, no one saying anything as they waited for the Sorting Hat to make his final decision…and they didn't have to wait long as he yelled his choice loud enough for everyone present to hear.
"Green Meadow!"
The whole of the Green Meadow Clan House applauded loudly, Harry never feeling so relieved in his whole life as he joined his Clan House at their table. His gaze then went back to the raven haired Werewolf who'd been staring at him earlier, their eyes locking for a brief moment before the young raven haired Werewolf pup sat down next to Ron.
Harry had learned his first lesson that night, and that was that he somehow had a thing for blondes as he tried not to think about Malfoy for the rest of the night and enjoy himself.
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T.B.C.- Sorry I took so long to get this chapter done, but I am currently trying to find full time work and that has kept me so busy that I haven't really had time to update my stories like I used to. I'll still try to, don't worry about that, but you guys may have to wait a while between chapters.
You may have noticed that I changed the names of the Houses, but that's because since they don't have magic and all the things in the original books and movies, I needed to come up with something else to call them. So I settled on the four predominate territory types the different Weres and Shifters call home: Mountain, Forest, Meadow, and Tundra. Hope you guys can forgive me for the long wait between chapters, but I promise to try and have the next one started and finished soon.