Chapter 7

Severus Snape was extremely hard to surprise but when he had been told the story of Harry's life he just shook his head in shock and disbelief. The boy he believed to be a spoiled brat who loved the attention he got was just boy, now hardened teen, who had been abused all his life.

Severus sighed as he thought over what had happened before Harry had arrived. Hermione Granger had apparated to his front door step the day before beaten and blood, with her had been two ten year olds and a one year old, all bearing bruises. He growled at the what he had found out from the ten year olds.

According to the children their father had become abusive at the start of the summer when they, Hermione's siblings had received letters from Hogwarts as well. Hermione had awoken just as Harry had stepped into the room she was in after he had explained to Harry about the young witch being their.

Hermione had flung herself at Harry sobbing and clinging to him for dear life, Harry for his part wrapped his arms around her and soothed her with gentle words. The pair was the epitome of a loving brother and sister. Later that evening after Harry and Hermione caught up with each other they sat down to dinner.

"Hermione, How would you and your sibling like to become Potters? I know you probably wouldn't want to, but you have been like a sister to me ever since first year. I want to adopt you and your sibling as mine, I mean if that's alright with you." Harry's voice trembled slightly as if her refusal might break him. Harry looked in her direction waiting for her reply.

Suddenly Harry was knocked to the out of his chair, a weeping girl on top of him. Snape, Sirius, Remus, and Harry's family stared at him in awe. Harry was such a compassionate person they had all wondered how he could have turned into such a wonderful person when he had been treated so horribly.

"Of course we'd like to become your siblings Harry" Hermione's voice trembled slightly and Harry grinned hugging her tightly.

"Alright, now we'll get you guys adopted right away first thing in the morning." Harry spoke calmly grinning happily. He had always wanted a sister and now he would have one.

--------------------------One week later--------------------------

Harry smiled towards his family before grimacing, tonight was the night that they would all be going through their transformations. The adoption of Hermione and her siblings had been perfect the only catch was they had been adopted and blood bonded thus making them the children of Lily and James Potter in name and blood, Harry figured it would happen and had told Hermione the night before the adoption about the possibility of that occurring. He had asked if she still wanted to do it he had also warned her siblings but the whole bunch of them were adamant about it.

Harry sighed, it was almost midnight (A/N: Harry has an internal clock now because of the forever darkness that he is engulfed in so he knows what time it is always). He felt a slim hand grasp his own and sniffed the air gently, it was the familiar smell of roses and vanilla, Hermione, He smiled in her direction his face sliding into a grimace once more.

"'Mione you had best get everyone to lie down it's almost time," Harry's voice was soft and slightly pained his transformation had started a little early but would not start until midnight.

Just as the last person had lied down on the in the beds, which had been set up one right next to each other with a crib for the youngest child at the end, Harry screamed along with the rest of his family members as well as Hermione's baby brother. Harry ground his teeth through the pain as he felt his bones rearrange themselves completely. His hair had lengthened to the middle of his back and had changed to a dark red almost black color. His eyes though slightly dull flared with light and retained catlike features. Just before Harry passed out one last thought ran through his mind 'Shit...I'm gonna have fangs.'