Rating: M

Warnings: Slash/Yaoi, Het, blood and stuff, underage (technically)

Diclaimer: I suppose it would be nice, but the world isn't so sweet is it?

Note: Sorry about the lateness, but I got caught up in a drawing spree. I never feel inspired to draw, so I let that take over for as long as it lasted. I have up to chapter 21 written now. Its looking like it will probably stretch into 50-60 chapters at this rate. God damned plot bunnies.

Harry absently petted Mikael's hair as he read the refresher book for becoming an animagus. He'd done it as Shurachi and it had been a useful skill, so he wanted to be able to do it again. He'd already started Mikael on the basics of chakra control, had in fact just come from training with the smaller werewolf.

Of course, he wouldn't begrudge his partner a little nap before dinner with how hard the werewolf had worked today.

Looking down at his hand in Mikael's hair, Harry pulled it away and focused on changing it into the paw of his cerberus form. The book recommended only changing parts of the body if you'd suffered head trauma or had gone more than two years without shifting.

Nothing happened, so he pushed more magic into it. His arm warmed up, but it didn't change. Frowning, he skimmed the chapter again, then closed hi eyes and focused on his animagus form. It wavered unsteadily, something smaller shimmering underneath it.

Frustrated after twenty minutes of no results, Harry turned his attention to the smaller thing. Almost immediately, his cerberus form vanished and a large wolf stared back at Harry. It's tail was raised in challenge, ears pricked forward.

It wasn't staring at him though. It seemed almost like it was frozen in the pose to best display it's power. Mentally circling the beast, Harry had to admit it was beautiful. Thick black fur and piercing green eyes packaged together with vicious looking fangs made for an intimidating image.

Feeling a surge of energy in his arm, Harry opened his eyes and glanced down at it. It was a wolf's paw, heavily furred. Quickly changing it back, he glanced around the common room to make sure no one had noticed.

Not even Seamus was looking his way, to busy playing peek-a-boo with Jonathan; so he turned back to his book and continued to stroke Mikael's hair. Later, when his dorm mates went to sleep, he could practice shifting into this new form. Right now it would be suspicious if he went to bed. Especially when Jonathan was obviously awake and happy to be so.

When bed time did come, Harry pulled the curtains on his bed and pressed his mind against the mental image of the wolf. It came alive, jumping forward with it's jaws wide and swallowing him whole. When he opened his eyes again the world was much less colorful.

The plethora of scents that were invading his mind made up for that though, so he didn't mind the loss of color. Someone stirred in their bed, turning over and climbing out. Harry let the magic holding him go and settled under the covers. One of his goals had been met, finally. Now he just had to figure out how to get to the portal back home without anyone noticing.

When he tried the next day, it was harder than he thought. The portal between the worlds wasn't open like he remembered it being. His chakra stores weren't large enough to open it yet either, likely wouldn't be until he was older. On top of that, with no one to really practice against, he couldn't be sure his skills were staying sharp.

Yes, he had Mikael, but the younger boy was training with him so they could work in harmony. That made fighting one another a bad idea at this point. There wasn't even a dueling class, so he couldn't try anything out there. Not that he would have been able to anyway.

It was unlikely Dumbledore would ever hire someone for a physical defense class either. Maybe he should just start one of his own? He knew the theory and could go through the motions well enough now to teach it. Who would he teach though? He didn't want it to be someone who was going to grow up and use it against him.

While sitting in front of the fire in the common room, Harry pondered this. Jonathan was still to young, though he would be old enough to start on some chakra games soon. Harry wasn't going to let his cub grow up soft like one of these wizards.

"Dennis! I found him!" A body plopped down beside him, Mikael moving forward on the floor absently to make room and stop Jonathan's advancing on the fire.

Another body slid down in the small space between Harry and the arm of the couch. The Creevey brothers plopped a small cake in Harry's lap. It was a little deformed, but it made him smile.

"For Jonathan's birthday! We missed it last week because of the pre-holiday testing," Dennis explained. Collin nodded on Harry's other side and reached around Harry to grab the small plates from his brother.

They cut a couple pieces and passed one to Mikael. He happily gave the frosting to Jonathan, who was intent on mashing own piece into every surface he could.

"Collin, Dennis, how would you feel about a little extra help in defense?" Harry started slowly, licking cake off his fork when he was done.

The brothers glanced at each other, before turning blinding smiles on Harry. "Of course we would like some Harry! What did you want to help us with?" Dennis nodded, agreeing with his brother.

Harry set his plate down on the ground, not even blinking when it vanished. "Well, I've been working with Mikael on this, but his focus doesn't really allow for us to spar with each other. I was hoping to teach you some physical defense so I had someone to spar with. Plus, it would be a good ace up your sleeve in case one of the Slytherins disarms you."

Both of them nodded eagerly. "We wanted Papa to sign us up for karate before we found out about Hogwarts. He couldn't take us to the classes because of work though, so he said no. Will it be anything like that?"

Smiling at Dennis, Harry nodded. "A little bit. I never learned karate, but I do know some martial arts and that's what I'll be teaching you."

When Harry explained things a little better a couple days later, both boys were surprised to learn about chakra. Harry taught them to find the little bit of chakra they had next to their magic and showed them exercises to expand it.

Mikael was working on tree climbing while he did this. So, when he finished, the werewolf was to tired to work with Harry.

Harry set to work making a chakra toy for Jonathan instead. It was about this age that Kiba had been given his first chakra toy as well. A contraption that had sweet candies trapped inside. Concentrated bursts of chakra at the locking mechanism would drop one of the candies out for the child. It was made of wood and the leftover plastic from one of the girl's makeup cases that broken last week.

Harry coated the thing in his own chakra using a minor seal. It would make sure only one candy got out when the lock was triggered. When he handed it to Jonathan, who was tumbling around in his playpen, the baby tried to smash it.

He knew what the colorful candies were and he wanted one. He wasn't sure how to get one out, but his Papa had given it to him so obviously he could. It would just take a little while.

The small group stayed outside until it got dark, then slipped back into the castle in time for dinner. Percy Weasley was waiting for Harry at the door to the Great Hall.

"Potter." Harry nodded at him, but didn't stop. Percy hurried forward to catch up with him and sat in Collin's usual seat across from him. "You have double potions tomorrow morning don't you?"

Jonathan burbled, spilling mashed carrots all over his front. "Yes. I might have to skip it though, no one has a free period tomorrow morning and potions are to dangerous for a baby to be around." Harry absently cleaned Jonathan up and stuffed another spoonful into his mouth.

Percy cleared his throat, looking a little nervous "I took care of all my younger siblings. I could watch him for you as I don't have classes until your own free period." Green eyes looked up at the Weasley. He looked the older boy over, noting the uneasy fidgeting and the hopeful expression.

Glancing at Ron, who was scowling into his potatoes again, Harry smiled a little. His friend had been disapproving of Jonathan staying with Harry. He'd claimed his mother agreed with him, but Harry hadn't owled her to confirm that. "Won't your mother disapprove?"

Frowning, the prefect shook his head. "She's not happy that you have a baby, but that's because she's afraid you won't be able to care for him properly. She'd be happy enough to know that I'm helping you."

Harry nodded, scraping the last of the carrots out and giving them to Jonathan. "Alright. I'll leave him with you in the morning then. Would you prefer to use our dorm or should I bring his things down to the common room?"

"The common room, I should think. That way the elves can clean up your dorm while you're all away at class." Percy smiled down at Jonathan in Harry's lap. "Does he still use a bottle?"

"No. He has a sippy cup now. He doesn't talk yet but I'm expecting it to happen soon. A…friend of mine's mother had a baby about three years ago and by the time he was one he could say a few things." Harry shrugged and dug said sippy cup out so Jonathan could drink some apple juice.

Percy nodded and went back to his dinner. The next morning, he watched Harry set the playpen up within the circle of chairs by the fire. Soft toys were tossed in for the sleepy child to play with when he fully woke up and Percy was taken through a tour of the baby bag and it's various uses.

He refrained from telling Harry he already knew how to care for a child. It was obvious the younger boy cared for his son very much and would probably continue to tell Percy about taking care of Jonathan anyway.

"If he gets to be to much just call for a house elf to come get me. Thankfully he's stopped talking like a dog, but sometimes he likes to act like one. He has a few teeth as well, so watch out for biting. I noticed he's been leaving his teething ring for peoples fingers." Harry pushed bangs out of his face and eyed everything critically.

His hair was pulled back into a small braid to keep it from getting in the way while he was brewing. He didn't want to use the goop Snape did to keep his hair of his potions. "I don't think I did, but if you discover I forgot something then feel free to search my dorm for it."

He leaned over the side of the play pen to kiss Jonathan's sleeping head, then waved. "I'll be back after potions Percy, thank you for watching him."

Percy waved him out of the common room, then turned to look at Harry's year mates. Dean and Seamus had purposefully delayed their leaving, 'looking for Dean's book' until Harry had left. "You better hurry or you'll be late. Snape hates Gryffindor's enough as it is, being late won't help you any."

"We just wanted to make sure you knew that if anything happens to that baby while we're gone, we'll make your brothers seem like angels." Dean said, his arms crossing over his chest.

It was a little ridiculous that he was threatening a seventh year, but Percy took it seriously.

"Also, if you put a bit of honey on his teething ring he won't bite you. He likes the taste to much to take it out of his mouth." Seamus cut in, grinning a little crookedly. Percy smiled at them in thanks.

"I promise nothing will happen to him, and thank you for the tip. My siblings never had a problem with biting people. Well, except the twins, but I didn't participate very much in taking care of them. Now you should really get to class, Snape might not give you detention if you hurry." Percy shewed them out of the common room.

I was also distracted by a webcomic called Hanna Is Not A Boy's Name by Tessa Stone. You should all go read it, since it's so awesome! Review and tell me what you think!

Taku