### And now... back to the main story line.

## so lights, camera, annnnd action!

Harry and Remus Lupin ran down the Hogwarts grounds right to Hagrid's pumpkin patch. Banging hard, Harry called out, "Hagrid? Hagrid? Hagrid open the door!"

Hagrid had barely opened with a "Wat-ta doin-" when Remus pushed him aside and chanted,

"Accio Scabbers the Rat."

There was a tiny squeal in the room and the great dusty rat fell in front of them.

"Ad hominem"

A blue spell shot out and Lo! the rat was suddenly no longer there. Instead there was a fat, mousy hair, buck-toothed man kneeling in front of them. He almost seemed more of an overgrown baby to Harry than a normal man of Lupin's age.

"Hello Peter." Remus called out, anger hidden in his voice.

"Remus, my friendddd..." Peter tried to push him out and break away.

"Incarcerous"

Ropes sprang out of Harry's wand and tied Peter down.

"Harry! You look so much like your father! He was my best friend! You have to save me! Sirius, that traitor, he wants to kill me. He will kill-"

"Shut up, You traitor. How dare you talk to Harry like that? How dare you talk about James in front of him?"

"We won't kill you Peter." Harry remarked coldly. Peter looked comforted by that. "But we will take you to Dumbledore. And then we will hand you over to the Dementors."

Peter's face blanched white at the mention of the Dementors.

"Now Peter, get ready to -"

There was a sudden sound as a purple spell came out of nowhere and hit Remus. He doubled over, convulsing in pain.

"HARRY!" his eyes now dark yellow, "Capture him and all of you get out of here."

"Professor!"

"NOW!" he roared, and started convulsing again.

Peter watched in glee. This was his chance. He quickly started morphing back again.

Harry looked at him in surprise. Seeing Peter morphing, he did the only thing he felt he could. He shot him a spell.

"Lacero".

The severing charm. Salazar had taught him that one the other day.

It hit Pettigrew on his hand, and sliced through his flesh. Peter cried out in pain, but what came out was a strange mix of a cry and a squeak. Peter vanished among the grasses.

"HARRY!"

"GET OUT OF HERE NOW!"

Lupin couldn't hold it much longer. He shoved Harry away. Hagrid caught Harry and shoved him into his hut along with the Weasleys. Then, he took his shovel and decided to put up a fight with the now-fully-transformed werewolf. However, he didn't estimate its strength. The werewolf pounced on him and slashed his face, as Hagrid fell unconscious.

A great howl wailed through the castle and it was full of anger now, and Harry felt the desire to hunt over fill his own brain. A sickening thought lingered in his mind, Moony was free. Harry had barely gotten around to trying to watch through the window before he heard the sound of approaching feet, turning he saw the glowing amber eyes of a transformed werewolf pounding against the door of the hut.

Harry dived in front of the door and cast the strongest locking charm he knew.

"Colloportus trimendium"

The triple locking charm. Normally it took Aurors at least thirty minutes to break that charm. The wooden door glowed before turning into a metal but he knew his protections were temporary; his transfiguration was not perfect and would not stand up to the strength of a werewolf. He cursed to himself when he realized that he had locked himself and the twins in a closed room with no other exit, the windows had sealed themselves in a lockdown so he couldn't escape.

Moony gave a frustrated howl and with a great blow his pounded into the door, which buckled slightly and the bolts gave way allowing Harry a brief glimpse at Moony. He looked rabid, saliva was dripping from his mouth, scarier than he had ever imagined.

Moony barged at the door but the protections held. The door shook violently but was still intact. Harry retreated to the furthest corner of the room in panic, trying to think of a way out of this predicament but no thought came to him. Fred and George were busy putting up more protection charms to hold the room walls up properly.

Harry had a wand, his artifacts were in his bag in the common room, he couldn't make the Patronus yet, and portkey travel was impossible within Hogwarts now.

Growling in frustration he kicked a chair out of the way but his growl had been menacing and with it came a long pause from the bombardment on the door, Moony had stooped and listened.

Harry knew that there was only one thing that could save him now, and it was not his elemental powers. Those may have served him with the Dementors, but they were useless against a creature fast, powerful and strong like the werewolf beyond the door. He heard the bangs and scratches against the wooden walls as debris started falling downwards. He closed his eyes and remembered the details of his practice with his transfiguration professor. While he knew he wasn't ready, it was his only salvation at the moment.

Drawing on the knowledge he had of this magic he used every ounce of mental prowess and skill in transfiguration he had, willing his body to change, remembering how the creatures body had looked, each paw, leg and joint, the shape of its head and face, to the position of its shoulders and back. He remembered his trainings with McGonagall.

Magic was rippling across his skin, and was effecting him sporadically, the severe pain in his bones as they changed from arms and legs to limbs, every muscle in his body was screaming at him, his nerves on fire, but he refused to stop.

Moony was now ravaging the door, he was sapping the strength of the spell on the door. The door which had been aided by the triple-locking charm was slowing fading back to normal wood and had become splintered, and glowed red with the force being exerted onto them and the magic that kept them holding in place.

Harry noticed none of that, he was busy morphing slowly and painfully, and unlike the ease with which his transfiguration teacher morphed, this transformation was painful and he was breathing heavily. His face elongated, fangs erupted out of his jaws, his body became overwhelmed with heavy and thick layer of fur all over, while a long bony tail erupted out of his hind-end.

With a mighty crash Moony was able to break through the door entirely, all of the magic was destroyed and the door was hurled across the room. Harry registered the noise and opened his eyes and his green eyes locked with the glowing amber of the crazed werewolf.

But with the panic of seeing the dangerous creature in front of him, came a final ripple of magic across him and he felt a primal mind entwine with his own. He finished his transformation just as Moony was about to lunge at him and caused the wolf to pause. Harry stood on all four of his legs, he instinctually raised his mouth, his jaws shining with its own razor sharp teeth.

He felt odd. There was fear inside him, fear at facing the mighty werewolf face to face. There was also a moment of confusion. His body felt different. And then he realized, he had two minds fighting over his wolf body- his own and the primal dire wolf mind.

But the dire wolf body was not like his own body, he was not used to its movements and he was faltering to hold himself steady, and Moony lunged at him, biting him on one of his front limbs, making Harry roar in pain before the wolf was suddenly tacked from him. He saw Moony lunge at him again but then—

A black furry thing had lunged on the werewolf, and was now attacking him. Harry felt confused. He tried to get up and hold himself steady on his limbs but was failing terribly. The black furry thing, a huge dog was now facing Moony, growling in anger and barking towards the crazed werewolf.

Sirius! Sirius Black!

Noticing he was outnumbered, Moony let off a great howl and he jumped off from the frontage of Hagrid's hut at great speed.

Harry had no intention of following him, but the primal dire wolf mind was rising to the challenge, it would not be defeated and its mind rose to the forefront of Harry's mind and with a slight acknowledgement of the mind from Harry allowing its presence to grow, it took over and Harry took the backseat.

Salazar had told him that an Animagus gained the mind of its form and if one allowed it could give the wizard the raw power of the creature he turned into. Harry might not know how to run as a wolf yet but the Dire wolf did. He could smell Moony and the Dire wolf charged out of the hut at a speed that was rivalled only by Moony himself.

The Dire wolf overtook Moony easily and he gave a yelp of surprise when saw the streak of black fur and silver claws dash passed him in a blur but could do nothing to stop him.

The werewolf knew he was being hunted and attempted to evade him but the Dire wolf wouldn't be denied of its prey. He tackled the creature and used its silver claws to dig into the werewolf's flesh driving it into a tumbling mess of black and silver where they battled for submission.

The fight lasted some time. The werewolf refusing to submit itself to the larger animal and it was getting angrier and more rabid by the moment but the Dire wolf would not be denied it gained the advantage for a brief moment and that was all it needed as it gripped the back of werewolf's neck in its teeth and shook it into submission using the full strength of its body to prevent it from moving.

Moony did not go down easily, he fought and fought until his strength was spent and was left a heaving heap on the floor, covered from head to two in blood and had clumps of hair missing. With the fight over the animal mind released its hold and receded back and Harry's logical human mind took the forefront again.

He limped away from Moony having suffered a number of bites and injuries himself, but he saw that the dog was sat down with his teeth bared but his chest was also injured. It watched him carefully before getting up and pushing him with his head towards the werewolf and then laid his bulk on the wolf before giving him a small bark and gesturing with his head. Realizing that It wanted him to do the same he complied and took position over Moony's back legs. Sirius gave a howl that sounded pained and fresh blood escaped from the wound on his neck.

A foreign smell suddenly filled Harry's nose making him wrinkle his muzzle in confusion and he heard the soft steps of a human came from around the corner towards them.

The human gave him a strange look, and then held his wand in his hand. Moony began to growl again and attempt to get up forcing Harry and Sirius to push him harder into the floor. A large silver chain appeared in front of the human's wand and they bound Moony's legs and neck before the chain linked them together tightly preventing the werewolf from moving or opening its mouth.

The dog clambered up shakily and he too transformed back into himself.

"Professor!" Sirius exclaimed.

Suddenly he realized who he was talking to. "Dumbledore, I'm innocent!" He cried out, hands raised above his head.

"I know". Dumbledore smiled, amused at Sirius' expression. He then turned his blue eyes onto Harry. "Can you transform back?"

"Who is that? "Sirius asked shocked. "I can smell something familiar in him."

Harry didn't listen to Sirius's response, he closed his eyes and attempted to think of the transformation back but he could taste the blood on his tongue and the feeling of loss of strength, but his heart was hammering in his chest and he wasn't able to change a small part of his body. He opened his eyes and shook his head, but a whine escaped his mouth as became worried he would be stuck as a wolf.

"Well this will hurt worse than you can imagine but we do not have the time to be delicate." Dumbledore replied quickly as a blue spell shot out and hit Harry in his belly and he felt his body rive in agony and the bones changed shape and muscles transformed back to normal.

### Tell me. Is it what you expected?

### I was tired of Dumbledore taking the back seat and so gave him some screen space. Also, the werewolf fight part was heavily inspired from The Peverell Legacy by Jayan Phoenix.

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