Disclaimer: Don't own.

Author's Note: You can kinda see who Dom's gonna end up with already.
And I've made the final decision that this will not be Mpreg, but I wanted you to think it was at the end of the last chapter.
Every time I read a review where someone mentioned Mpreg, I laughed for like, five minutes each.

The Tales of Werewolves
Potions, Pregnancy and a Plan

"Dom!"

The Marauders burst into the Hospital wing and saw Dom sitting up in bed with a thick book in his lap.

"Moony told us the Snake and Werewolf were you." Said James.

"It was so awesome when you bit Snivillus. That was so cool." Added Sirius. Dom raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I wouldn't touch him with a ten foot pole."

"What book is that?"

James groaned and Sirius rolled his eyes. It was such a typically Remus thing to say.

"The guide of an illusionists' there's something I need to look up."

The door openedand Lily Evans walked in. Her go-go boots tapped on the ground as she approached. "I'm Lillian Evans. I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself before, but I kept missing you in the Common Room."

"Oh, that's ok. Dominic Riddle." They shook hands and James clenched his fists in his pockets. "Head Girl huh?" he nodded to the shining badge on her chest.

"That's right." she beamed. "Potter doesn't wear his badge, so you probably can't tell he's head boy. You definitely can't tell from his behaviour."

"Most guys act different in a group then they do one on one."

James cleared his throat loudly. "I am standing right hear you know."

Sirius smirked. "Trust me when I say, James is just as big-headed all the time." James smacked him around the back of the head. "Ow."

Peter was sitting on the next bed over and was pigging out on Every Flavour Beans, while Remus had manage to slip the book out of Dom's grasp, and was reading it.

"I was going to be Head Boy in my time, but I didn't want to do it." It was almost the truth. He had almost been Head-Boy, but at the last second the teachers decided it was a bad idea to have the Dark Lord's son as Head Boy.

Bill had gotten the title of Head-Boy instead, much to Hermione's joy.

"My best friend got it... No idea why."

Lily laughed. "Did you know it's the Hogsmeade visit next weekend."

"No."

"Do you wanna go with me?" She blushed brightly, matching her hair.

Dom smiled. "Sure."

"Groovy. Well, I have to go. Nice to meet you, Dom." She nodded slightly at James in a very formal way. "Potter."

She turned on her heels and left. James gritted his teeth. Sirius leaned close to Dom and whispered. "James doesn't like it when people make a move on his girl."

"Correct me if I'm wrong," Remus began, not taking his eyes off his book, "but don't James and Lily need to be going out for James to claim her as 'his girl'?"

"No." James spat.

"Guys, it doesn't matter. I could tell James lik-"

"Loves."

"Loves her. Any Werewolf could smell it miles away." Everyone looked at Remus who nodded enthusiastically, at what Dom was saying. "This way she won't make plans. I'll tell her at the last minute I can't make it and suggest James... Simple"

James stared at him for a second, and then threw himself on top of Dom pulling him into a bear hug. "Thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou!"

"Jim! Get off him. For Merlin's sake let him breath."

"Sorry." James got of and Dom looked gratefully at Sirius.

'Thank you', he mouthed.

'You're welcome.'

Harry and Draco walked through the castle and headed down to the dungeons. Draco opened the door for Harry, who walked in with his head held high.

"Potter." Sneered Snape. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I'm afraid this isn't a social visit." Draco said from behind Harry.

"We need you and your brilliant, unquestionable, superior... Umm ... Talented... Talent of potion making."

Snape rolled his eyes and smirked. "Masterful wording, Potter" A few people in his Second year class snickered. "If anyone touches my documents or blows up their potions then it's fifty points of which ever house the culprit's from and a weeks of detention."

That said, Snape turned sharply and staled out of the room and turned towards his quarters Harry and Draco followed.

"Be careful with Kath. She's pregnant." Snape tried to fight the smile spreading across his face, but failed.

Harry chuckled. Dom had predicted that, and it was because of things like this that Draco and Harry had suspected Dom of having seer blood in him.

Kath was lying on the large couch when Harry and Draco entered. "Hi guys, back so soon?"

"Yeah. We need help with a potion." Now it was Draco's turn to loose a fight with his facial expressions as a goofy grin spread across his face. "We want to have a baby."

Kath beamed. "Cool." Her greying hair was up in a very McGonagall-like bun.

"Congratulations on your pregnancy. Severus told us."

"That's still 'Professor Snape' to you, Potter." Severus yelled from the other room.

"Then it's 'Professor Potter' to you, Severus." Draco called out.

"HA!"

Harry crossed his arms and pouted. Since he had told Draco he wanted a child of their own, he had been in a very cheerful (and playful) mood. Draco too.

Draco smiled at the pouting Harry. He looks so cute like that. His Werewolf side contemplated pouncing on his mate, but decided against it. He could wait until they got back. He hoped.

There was a crash from the room Severus was in. "Do you need any help?" Kath called out.

"I'm fine."

He came out levitating a caldron behind him the size of the one Voldemort had used in Harry's forth year. Except this one had curly carvings on it.

"It's made from a special, very rare metal. You'll need it for the potion to work properly."

"So how does this work exactly? Draco didn't explain it to me when I asked." Harry glared at his Fiancé.

"That's because I don't know. They don't tell us at Mungo's, because it's not really legal for Werewolves to breed. It's considered 'Dark Arts'." He went over and kissed Harry on the tip of his nose. "You know I would have told you if I knew."

"Yeah, I know."

"I hate to break this up," It sounded like Snape would've done anything to break it up, "but would you like an answer or not?''

Harry nodded.

"Right." Snape ran a hand through his dark grey hair, "The sperm of an Alpha-Male Werewolf is very unique. With the right potion, it takes on the properties of a female's egg and mutates. The two male DNA's fuse in the caldron and it will grow in there."

Kath butted in, "The amount of time it takes depends on the individuals." Snape looked at her and she smiled sweetly. Only Kath could get away with interrupting Professor Severus Snape, and it always amused anyone who was watching. "Sorry Sweetheart."

Harry almost lost it when he heard her call him that. He bit down on his tongue until it bled. Draco wasn't much better.

"The potion will need tending too every now and again. You should be more then capable to do that yourselves."

Draco nodded. "Yes, sir." He felt like he was back in school.

"Good."

"I didn't know you were afraid of snakes."

Sirius choked on his pumpkin juice. He coughed for a few moments and thumped himself on his chest before responding. Dom was sitting opposite him, so couldn't help.

"What makes you think that?"

"Yesterday. When Nymph and I attacked."

He looked around nervously. James had gone to the Sunday meeting, Remus was in the library and Peter was busy stuffing his face and wasn't paying attention to anything else. It looked like he wasn't anyway.

"Fine, I am. They scare the shit out of me, but you can't tell anyone, ok? Not even James knows. Please?"

He sounded desperate. It was so different to what Sirius was normally like, and Dom felt very privileged that Sirius trusted him enough to let his guard down for a bit.

Back in their own time everyone knew who he was, so they were very wary around him, even the adults. The only ones that weren't were Bill, Harry and Draco.

"I promise I won't tell anyone, but if you ever find out one of my secrets, I'm allowed to use it as black-mail. Agreed?"

Sirius hesitated. Dom was a very hard person to read, the extremely dark glasses didn't help either. It was clear the newcomer had secrets, and a lot of them by the look of the thick walls he seemed to have around himself. Dom interested him more then anyone else ever had.

"Agreed." Sirius hoped Dom might relax a bit now, and wouldn't be as worried about letting something slip.

Remus came back with his bag almost splitting. "Good thing I've got advanced strength. I wouldn't be able to carry as many books if I didn't."

"That would be a tragedy." Said Sirius sarcastically, with a teasing smile on his face.

"Yes, it would be." Remus continued, oblivious to the sarcasm. He glanced at the Head Table. "Professor Malfoy and Harry aren't here."

"They've gone back to our time to do something. They said they'll be back before classes tomorrow."

"Why'd they go back?"

Dom shrugged. He didn't know what everyone thought about same-sex couples. He knew the muggle views from this time, and based on those, things didn't look good. That having been said (or thought), it probably wasn't the best thing to tell them about his preferences either, even if he wasn't 'fully' gay.

"Probably forgot to tell someone something."

"Maybe."

"Well." Sirius swung his legs over the bench and stood up. "I have a date with a hot Ravenclaw blonde. Don't wait up." He winked and walked out of the hall, though it was more of a cocky strut then just a walk.

Dom watched him go. It was strange the way Sirius didn't want to show weakness. Harry had told him about what Draco was like before he was bitten, and it seemed the same, yet different.

Dom lay in bed staring up at the underside of his canopy. He had charmed it with a similar spell to the one used on the roof of the Great Hall, except he could control the weather it showed, so he didn't get woken up by the morning sun.

At the moment it showed the night, stars, with some small, thin clouds, the light of the full, blue moon and light rain, which disappeared after it had fallen three feet.

Dom smiled up at the stars.

"Dom… Dominic." Someone whispered from the other side of his curtain. Dom put his glasses on, which he still held in his hand, and opened the curtains.

Sirius crawled in and sat comfortably on the covers. "Wow." He stared up at the stars. "This is the spell that was in the book you were reading, huh?"

"Yep." They kept their voices low, so they wouldn't disturb anyone else. "Is there a reason why you've invaded my territory, Sirius?"

"Sorry. I didn't know why I thought you'd be up at this time. I'll go."

"No." Dom grabbed Sirius' sleeve. "What'd you come here for?"

"To ask you some things."

"Like…"

"Why aren't you asleep? Why do you always wear those glasses? Why is your animagus form the symbol of Slytherin house."

Dom scoffed. "Because I am a Slytherin. It doesn't matter anyway. I didn't choose it, that's just what I turned out to be. You of all people should know that you can't choose animagus forms. I'm not to happy about being a snake anyway."

Sirius nodded, filing some information away for later. "The glasses?"

"No comment."

"What do you mean 'no comment'?" Someone grunted and Dom hushed Sirius.

"I mean, 'no comment'. I don't have to answer you."

Sirius inhaled sharply, trying to calm himself. It was obvious he wasn't used to people saying 'no' to him.

"And, for your information," Dom continued, his tone was still light, but it had a slightly sharp edge to it. "I only get about two hours sleep each night, sometimes none. I don't need much sleep. Are you satisfied yet? Can you go now?"

Sirius looked at the covers, then up at the stars. "Do you hate me? 'Cause it sounds like it, man, and I didn't mean to piss you off."

"I don't hate you. I'm a very secretive person, and (to be honest) probably not the easiest person to get along with because of it."

"You are an easy person to get along with, and it's not that you're a secretive person… Well, you are, but that's not why I asked the questions… Hey, there's Sirius." He pointed up as the clouds moved to reveal a new area of stars.

Dom smiled at Sirius, his annoyance fading. He never got angry, only annoyed. The last time he got angry he was in his first year and his loose magic ended up sending someone to St Mungo's.

It took a while to clear up what happened with the Ministry, but most people still thought he did it on purpose. Draco had taught him meditation, so it wouldn't happen again.

"Sirius, why did you ask me?"

Sirius looked back at Dom. "You have you secrets, and I'll have mine." He crawled out of the curtains and off the bed.

Dom exhaled. "Fuck." He lay down and stared up at the clouds. Slowly he took his glasses off and wandlessly transfigured them into a mirror. Moving a cloud with his mind to shine the blue moon, he brought it up in front of his face.

It was the first time in what seemed like forever he had looked at himself without his glasses on. His eyes were wine-red as opposed to Voldemort's bright scarlet ones, but even after Dom had seen Voldemort he was still convinced they were the same, despite what anyone said.

They both had vertical pupils though, and Dom had dark purple bags under them. They completely transformed his handsome face from a cold, incredibly good-looking guy into what Dom thought looked like an ex-drug addict.

He threw the mirror across his bed and it shattered against one of the posts. There. He felt better now.

He slipped under the blankets, being careful to avoid the glass and once again attempted the seemingly impossible task of trying to get to sleep.