The Pack

Rating: R

A/N: Still don't own them. The dogs either, they belong to the movie. *pouts*

Chapter 1: Company

Harry shivered in the rain as he huddled under a tree, two weeks or so after his abandonment. From his waist down, as well as his elbows and below, was the wolf part of his body. It was covered in dirty black fur that would have been silky and smooth had it been cleaned properly. It provided a bit of warmth from the cold temperature.

The tree he huddled under obviously wasn't good enough protection because rain slipped through the leaves to drip onto him. He curled up into a tight ball, curling his tail over his face.

He dozed in a shivering huddle until the next morning, which turned out to be just as bad as the night. It wasn't raining, but it was cold as sin! Harry shook the water off of his strange, hybrid body. He yawned and stretched.

He wandered down to a stream and waded in. He swam around until he felt somewhat clean then trudged out and shook. He sniffed the air and wandered around until he stumbled upon a trash yard.

He curled up on a mattress and sighed. He was hungry! His stomach rumbled in agreement and after an hour or so of lying he got up and wandered around some more. He came across several houses but the encounter with his uncle made him wary of people. He stayed out of sight as he slunk around.

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"Boy! Look what you've done!" Harry trembled as his uncle hit him for dropping the glass plate. "You and your freakiness!"

"Please, Uncle..I" Harry fell silent as his Uncle beat him and locked him in the cupboard. His aunt could be heard through the grates, complaining about having to put up with Harry.

"Don't worry Pet, he won't be around for a bit. He'll be serving his punishment inside that cupboard...with no food for a week."

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Harry shook his head to get rid of those thoughts and raided the trash near the one homes, finding a couple of half eaten burgers and some moldy bread. He wandered away, the end of the severed rope trailing behind him. After an hour or so of walking he stumbled across an old barn.

'Wonder who lives here?' Harry sniffed the air. He didn't smell anything other than wood, straw, and dogs. 'It's an abandoned barn! Perfect place to sleep.' Warily he walked across the mud and poked his head in the half open door.

He was greeted with a low growl and he quickly scampered in. Letting his wolf instincts kick in, he lay on the floor on his back and let his tail curl between his legs. He whimpered.

^Who are you^ One of the dogs stepped foreword, lips curled in a snarl. He was a medium brown color, with spots of blood and dirt on him.

^Please, I just want a place to stay. ^ The dog sniffed Harry over.

^What are you? You don't smell human, but you sort of look it. ^ Harry's tail thumped on the ground.

^I don't know. I just woke up like this one day. My uncle dumped me here.. ^

^So you were a human. ^ The dog began growling softly. Harry whimpered and another dog stepped foreword. This one was as dirty as the other, but was black and brown. A German Shepard.

^I've seen his kind before. He's what wizard folks call a hybrid. Part wolf, part human. Tell me boy, can you become full wolf? ^ Harry nodded. ^Let him stay boss? He's like us, abandoned. ^

^All right^ The brown dog relented. ^It is only right for us to accept you, being abandoned. ^ The dog turned and Harry got up. He slowly walked over to curl up with the German Shepard, resting his chin on the dog's shoulders.

^It'll be all right kid. ^ Harry nuzzled the soft fur and drifted off the sleep.

TBC

I know this is progressing rapidly, but I'll consider this an outline of sorts. When I have time I'll re-write everything to make it longer. Or at least.I think I will. Who knows...