The day after Harry was turned into a werewolf, Warren was busy explaining to Harry how to transform into a wolf. "Now Harry, your first transformation will feel… unusual, but after a number of tries, it will start feeling normal, and easier to turn into your wolf." Warren explained. "Sir, why is it that modern day werewolves transformation seem painful." Harry asked, since remembering Remus transformation. "Their strain of lycanthropy has mutated over the centuries, so no one really knows why but enough with history lessons for now." Warren said stopping Harry's questions. "Right now, let's begin your transformation, so close your eyes and search for your beast." Warren said, and Harry did as he told.

It took a few minutes, as Harry sat still. "I got him, but he's trying to fight back." Harry said getting scared of the wolf that is within him." Warren sensing Harry's fear said, "Relax Harry, you got to show him that you are stronger, so don't be intimidated by the wolf." As Warren said that, Harry was in a battle of wills against the wolf, as he was attack, by the wolf's animal instincts. "I can't the wolf is too strong." Harry stated. "Harry, try to concentrate on your past, as a human, and use it to take control of the wolf." Warren said, trying to help Harry, and as the minutes passed, Harry seemed to calm down. "I think I did it, but I almost lost it." Harry informed the Elder, his eyes still closed. "Now with the wolf under control, try to focus on it, and you should transform." Warren said, and waited.

After a few minutes, there was a soft pop, and where Harry sat, a large white wolf that resembled a large Husky. "Wow, we never had a white wolf before." Warren said in awe. "Now Harry, try to change back." Warren asked, and in the next second, Harry was back as a human. "Wow, it seemed like my entire senses rose up to the next level." Harry said, trying to get his bearings. "You will get use to it, now we will practice your transformations, until our feedings, hopefully our hunting pack, will be back soon, since they knew about you." Warren informed, and had Harry continue practicing.

Several hours into the practice, several of the villagers, was walking into the property, carrying five large dead deer's. "While feeding, let your wolf take control, but don't worry, now it knows that you are the lord and master of your body, and will fall asleep once it is done eating, and once that happens, you will be back in control." Warren informed, and Harry nodded. "I can already feel it presence." Harry warned. "DAVID, place one of the deer's far off to the side, Harry need to feed now." Warren warned, and without any effort, David threw a large deer, twenty feet from where he stood" Harry go and eat it." Warren said, and Harry no longer can contain himself, transformed into his wolf, and gorge onto the body of the deer.

After five minutes of ripping and eating the deer's flesh, Harry as a wolf, walked away, and settled down on a patch of grass, where he laid down and fell asleep.

Some hours later, Warren as a man walked to Harry. "Harry, are you alright." Warren asked, as he shook the white wolf, and it quickly transform to a human. "Yuck, I don't think I can ever get use to that." Harry said, since he still tasted the raw meat. "Here, drink this will wash the taste down." Warren said, as he handed Harry a bowl of water, and he quickly drank it. "Do we have to do this everyday?" Harry asked, as soon his mouth was clear of the taste. "Yes I'm afraid, since we have to keep our wolf happy, but in future, remember to drink a bowl of water, before returning to your human form." Warren informed, and Harry nodded, but since he still felt tired, excused himself to head to his hut.

While Harry got use to being a werewolf, and days after Harry disappeared from the Dursleys residence, news of his disappearance quickly spread, Dumbledore gathered his Order of the Phoenix at number twelve, Grimmauld Place during that night. "I assembled everyone to tell you all the reports of Harry Potter disappearance are true." Dumbledore said gravely after everyone got settle down. "But how, what happen to his guards." someone asked. "Mrs. Figg, who was at constant watch over Harry, had told me, that since his return during last week, he had never left the house, and she never saw anything amiss there." Dumbledore started. "Until a couple days ago, Vernon Cassius Dursley, Harry's uncle placed a rolled up blanket into his trunk of his car." Dumbledore stopped, as he thought how to continue, then again spoke. "I learned just hours ago what had happened, when I was force to use Veritaserum on his uncle." Dumbledore said with a long sigh. "It seems that Vernon had enough with Harry's freakish ways, and had been beating him for the last week, and in the end, had dumped his unconscious body in the woods, where the werewolf colonies are located." As Dumbledore said that, there were loud gasps, since everyone knew that Harry's chances of survival went to near zero. "But sir, we must do something; Harry has got to be alive!" A young woman with pink hair yelled. "Tonks, I have got Remus Lupin and every other werewolf in the Order looking for Harry at this moment, no one knows the eight werewolves villages like they do, and with Remus' connections, Harry will be found quickly." Dumbledore said sounding like it will happen, but knew in his heart it probably will not.

For the next few hours, no one spoke, as the group waited in silent, not wanting to leave, after the announcement about Harry, until the fireplace flamed up three times, to reveal two girls and a boy. "Good afternoon Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, good of you to make it." Dumbledore said, to the three very unsure looking teenagers. "Sir, what is happening, and why are we here?" Hermione asked, looking worried. "I'm sorry to say this, but Harry had disappeared from his home." Dumbledore started, and told them everything of what he knew, then when he was done. "You three will now stay here till the end of summer, since I fear Voldemort will now come after you, for information about Harry, but for now, please head to your rooms here, and I will tell you anything new about Harry later tomorrow." Dumbledore said, to three now shock teenagers, whom slowly went to their rooms, now worried about the fate of their friend.

Earlier that night, tire looking man was searching a small clearing. "Harry was here, but there were other scents." Remus thought, as he tried to place them. "Not good, not good at all." Remus thought. "Two unknown werewolves were near Harry." Remus said, refusing to believe his adopted cub was dead, while checking the ground. "There were also a large number of werewolves, from the village that hates outsiders." Remus grimly thought, and followed the unknown werewolves tracks to only stopped from foot, to an edge of large clearing, that was big enough for a small village. "I should have known I would find nothing here in this part of the forest." Remus said, seeing nothing but grass and scattered trees. "I better check the other tracks." Remus thought, as he scanned the edge of the clearing, but turned around, and headed back, not noticing several people watching him from five foot into the clearing.

As Remus looked around, he spent only an hour in each village to see and smell if Harry was there, but unfortunately force himself to rest for the night at one of the three friendly villages, until morning to resume his search.

By the afternoon on the second day of searching, Remus returned to Grimmauld Place, to report to Dumbledore. "Sir, I'm sorry, I couldn't find Harry anywhere." Remus said feeling despair at not finding Harry. "I had a scent of Harry, but somehow I couldn't follow it." Remus sadly said, with his head down. "I'm sure you did all you could Remus." Dumbledore said looking, while placing a comforting hand on the young werewolf's shoulder. "You should rest, you did all you could have done for now." Dumbledore suggested, and Remus left, without a word.

Once Remus was gone, Dumbledore sighed heavily from where he sat. "I fear we have lost our weapon to win the war." Dumbledore thought sadly, then remembering a promise. "I'm sorry Lilly, James, I'm sorry I couldn't protect Harry for you." Dumbledore sadly said, as a tear fell form his eyes.

A week later, in the village Harry was staying, Harry was working on with Warren, on a special talent that they could do. "Harry, there are some special abilities that us werewolves can do, can you name a few." Warren asked, as they sat outside on some wooden chairs. "Ah, we have enhance hearing, sight, and smell, we been using them when we go hunting." Harry said grimacing at the times; he had killed an animal to help feed the village. "Yes, that is a few of our abilities, and what the now modern werewolves only have." Warren started. "But there are others abilities, those that modern werewolves have lost, and that is what I will be teaching you today." Warren informed. "Only we knew that the original werewolves were magical creatures." Warren said, to a wide eye Harry. "Our magical abilities, give us stealth, invisibility, and what we call shifting." Warren finished. "Shifting, what does it mean?" Harry asked. "Shifting allows us to travel great distances, in matter of seconds, but simple way saying is to teleport or what you call apparition." Warren informed. "You mean we can apparate." Harry excitedly asked. "Actually yes and no, since our shifting abilities, can't send us to a place we can't visually see, so that means we can only transport ourselves up to thirty yards, and it is soundless unlike apparition." Warren informed, and Harry nodded. "A couple questions, first can we do those abilities while in human form and what about the Ministry rule for underage magic?" Harry worriedly asked. "For your first question, yes, and your for your second, it seems, that werewolf magic, can't be detected by Ministry magical scans, so to them, we are just muggle werewolves." Warren informed. "But I'm a wizard, the Ministry will detect me if I do magic." Harry worriedly said, since part of him wanted to learn this, but another part was worried about the Ministry of magic. "Harry, right now, there is two type of magic in you, the wizard type, and the werewolf type, all you have to do is concentrate on your werewolf magic, and you should be undetectable to any scans, even when you do spells." Warren informed, to a grinning Harry. "You mean now I can now practice magic anytime I want too." Harry asked, looking very happy at the idea. "Yes Harry, but first, you must learn to control werewolf magic, or you will be detected." Warren warned, and Harry quickly understood, as they begin the training. It took another week, for Harry to learn how to control his wolf magic, as he had called it, and with this, found hunting extremely easy, since now he could just walk up to the deer or any other animal without them seeing him, and get a clean kill.

During the fourth week, Harry as a white wolf was with Jocelyn racing to one of the friendly village. "Jocelyn, do you think somehow Voldemort had learned of the ninth village?" Harry spoke in wolf language, as they hurried across the forest. "That is what we going to find out now and I hope to God not, but we should hurry, let's shift the rest of the way." Jocelyn suggested, and they disappeared and reappeared three times, before reaching the village.

As Harry and Jocelyn reach the village, they quickly turn back to their human forms, and greeted by the village leaders. "Good afternoon young Jocelyn and Harry, good to see you both again." A man with dark brown hair said, as he greeted the two teens warmly. "Paul, Elder Warren would like to know if the Death Eaters had come back again, and what do they know?" Harry asked, hoping to get some answers. "I'm afraid they did, and are pressing for us to join them, but we will never join Voldemort." Paul said to strengthen what the teen already knew that the village would fight for the light side. "But I got some disturbing news, three leaders have joined Voldemort." Paul said grimly. "They are Robert, Andy and Dan; they have already moved everyone of their villages." Paul informed. "Great, they have well over a thousand werewolves put together." Jocelyn said, looking worried. "Also I'm glad you are here, I was about to send a message, to Elder Warren, Voldemort knows the location of the Ninth village." Paul said, to two wide eye teens. "Oh Holy God in heaven! Sorry, we got to leave now." Jocelyn quickly said, and both teens turn into their wolf forms, then using their shifting as they ran to get across the forest to their village in a matter of minutes.

Back at their village, Warren looked graved. "This is not good, since only the leaders of the eight villagers and their most trusted, can enter this village, I'm afraid Voldemort will be able to find us." Warren said with disgust at the other three-village leaders' betrayal. "We must to do something, do we have a plan, or a place we all can go to keep everyone safe." Harry asked, now worried for his new friends. "I'm sorry to say this, but we never thought the ancient wards that hid this village for well over two hundred years would fail us, so we have no plans at all." Warren said grimly. "We can go to Dumbledore, and ask him for help." Harry suggested, but Warren shook his head. "We got only one option, we must stay and fight but even with our abilities, I'm afraid we will not survive this battle." Warren said, looking sadly to the teens. "Elder, you can't fight, please we must try to hide, and plan for the village future." Jocelyn said, with tears in her eyes. "No Jocelyn, we all lived well over a hundred years, and I know for a fact, that everyone here accept for you two, are tired of living a long life, we all rather die fighting then continue our existence." Warren informed, to two saddened teens. "But for you two, you must continue on, so Harry, please look after Jocelyn, since I want you both to leave this village by tomorrow." Warren said, but the teens quickly protested, but was cut off by Warren. "No, you both must live, everyone here will accept their fate, so please get packed, then leave tomorrow morning, and please take care of each other, and continue living for us." Warren commanded, as he hugged each one, and the two teens sadly left to their huts.

Early the next morning, just before the sunrise, Harry and Jocelyn, was getting last minute instructions. "Remember, unless you have too, keep your being a werewolf a secret, and be weary of other werewolves, since they will know that you are one." Warren warned them, and the two teens nodded. "Sir, I thought of something, what about Jocelyn, since she is not a witch, she won't be able to stay with me, at school." Harry said looking worriedly to Jocelyn. "As a human, Jocelyn won't be able to follow you, but since we resemble Husky's, in our wolf form, she can pass as a magical one." Warren informed, but seeing Harry about argue Jocelyn interjected. "Harry, I don't mind at all, I like being a wolf, just remember to feed me alright." Warren then added. "Also you both should know that a six inch long, by two inch think raw steak, should be enough to calm your wolves, and be careful, when you are feeding alright." Warren said, and then gave each teen a fatherly hug. "Now have a safe journey, and last thing." Warren said, since he just remembers something. "You might need this to help in your journey." Warren said, as he pulled out a wand and some Galleons. "Thanks, I can call the Knight bus with this." Harry said, taking the wand, and money. "The wand was found by a dead wizard, so do what ever you want with it." Warren said, as others in the village gave their goodbyes to the teens, and once they was done, Harry and Jocelyn gave a last farewell, and turn into their wolf forms, and ran into the forest.