Harry awoke feeling better than he had in a long time, if ever with the nightmares he had been having throughout the first 3 weeks of summer it was a wonder he got any sleep at all. With Madam Pomfrey's dreamless sleep draught he slept peacefully although the injuries and blood loss would have probably put him quite out of it anyways.

Harry quickly sat up scaring the figure beside him.

Sirius looked down at Harry

"Good morning Harry" Then as an afterthought also added. "I have wanted to say that for about 16 years"

Harry just smiled and said good morning back.

"I feel like a million galleons" Harry said to put it bluntly "Do you think there's a possibility of Madam Pomfrey letting me out today so I can get rid of some of this energy"

Sirius just grinned

"I'm glad you are thinking positively about this and want to get on with you life, I will get Madam Pomfrey, though I seriously doubt she will let you go without a very thorough examination."

Sirius then fetched Madam Pomfrey who as expected clucked and chirped over Harry like a mother hen taking blood samples, performing complex charms to check all major bodily functions and the like, even going as far as making Harry give a urine sample.

After finding nothing wrong with Harry she told him he could leave whenever he was ready while handing him a case full of dreamless sleep vials. Upon Harry's quizzical look she told him that he would need it at night, after all his body would change at an alarming speed not just when he finally transformed but to prepare for his transformation.

Right as Harry was set to go down to the Quidditch pitch with Sirius none other than Albus Dumbledore strode in.

"Harry my boy I'm so glad you are in good condition and seem to be in good spirits"

"Indeed Headmaster, thank you for your concern but if it is alright I'm going to go with Sirius to play some Quidditch to burn off some energy and maybe get to know him a bit more."

The aged Headmaster sighed.

"I'm afraid Harry that it is not that easy, not only is Sirius a wanted criminal and cannot be seen by anyone who hasn't already done so without fear of being sent back to Azkaban, but I also need to discus some rather serious issues with you about your condition."

Those words again making his "condition" seem so little or maybe even a gift Harry's brows furrowed.

"Like what Headmaster, I though you explained rather clearly last night."

"Yes and no, although I covered the majority there are several other things I left out because you were in no condition to continue the conversation, first of all being that you will have to spend just one more week back with the Dursley's"

At Harry's obvious mounting rage Dumbledore quickly continued.

"You need to stay just one more week for your mother's blood magic to continue to stay on the house, now another matter. While you are at the residence of number 4 Privet Drive you must try your best to remain calm and relaxed. The transformation will take place first at moments of great anger and although it will take a few more days until your body is ready I suggest you take this time to practice.

Harry taking this all in immediately decided to start practicing right now before ready or not he did transform at the anger he was feeling from Dumbledore's excuse to keep him from his friends and family.

Albus seeing that Harry was collected once again started to talk.

"Now after that week you will return here to the castle where you werewolf training will begin, by change the day after you return here will be the full moon. So you will then be forced to transform no matter what you try.

After Dumbledore left Harry quickly collected his belongings off the table beside the bed that they had been placed on. He pocketed his wand that had been recovered from the attack site by Tonks an Auror as well as his glasses that he no longer had a use for.

Although Dumbledore had not told Harry where to meet when he was ready to go back, as if he would ever be ready, Harry had immediately gone to the entrance hall where indeed the Headmaster was waiting with a portkey.

"One last thing Harry, even though you have great control of your actions while you are transformed it will instill a great bloodlust that although can be become controlled is no easy feat to handle."

Harry nodded his understanding and grabbing the piece of parchment from Dumbledore's hand was rewarded by a violent jerk behind his navel and the blur that finally stopped at the front door to the Dursley residence.

Harry knocked on the door loudly so that Dudley who would be the only one home at this time of day could hear it over the television.

The door was ripped open by his massive cousin, who after seeing Harry yelled

"YOUR NOT ALLOWED HERE ANYMORE!" and promptly slammed the door in Harry's face.

Harry stunned knocked again louder and this time when Dudley answered just pushed right by his cousin, "Did I just do that? Though Harry, hmm must be the werewolf strength kicking in'.

Harry made his way up to his room and after doing some workouts for a few hours trying to relieve the energy finally gave up. He took a vial of the dreamless sleep potion and quickly fell into a peaceful slumber without incident.

Harry quickly woke to the shriek of his Aunt Petunia's voice as she called for him to wake up.

During the measly breakfast, as Dudley was still dieting, the entire table was silent.

Harry figuring that Dumbledore had fixed everything, by the appearance of their now extremely elegant bathroom anyways said nothing and in turn had no questions asked.

As his Uncle Vernon left for work he simply grunted and pointed at a list of chores on the fridge that Harry was to do, 'great now they are even going back to primitive apes, just when I though it couldn't get worse'.

The list consisted of:

Dig existing soil out of the front garden

Haul and mix soil and compost for the front garden

Plant the flowers left on the front step

Harry thought that it would be easy while also helping him rid himself of such a high amount of energy.

After finishing number one and two of the list by just before suppertime Harry thought he was tired enough to call it a day and plant the flowers tomorrow.

After helping himself to a light snack and doing the last bit of his potions homework, this time not actually brewing the potion to help him understand, he drank another vial of the sleeping draught and fell once again into a peaceful slumber.

The next day repeated itself much the same as the last except now Harry was planting the ugliest bright pink flowers he had ever seen into the from garden. After working until lunchtime in the scorching sun Harry had finished with the planting, he had put them in a stagger pattern to make them look greater in number from the street.

Not nearly having worked off the pent up energy the werewolf inside seemed to provide for him he decided to go for a quick run just down the street and back.

Harry started off at a slow jog but after finding it not as energy consuming as he had hoped he began to sprint.

Just as he neared the end of the street sirens blared beside him nearly making him jump out of his shoes.

A police cruiser stop in front of Harry making him stop running. The policeman quickly opened the door and nearly threw the unsuspecting Harry onto the hood of the car.

"Your out of road son" grunted the cop as he cuffed Harry.

"What did I do?" asked a very startled Harry; after all it wasn't every day he was being arrested for no apparent reason.

"Don't play dumb kid, there was a robbery at the Burger Hut just a street over and someone matching your description was spotted fleeing."

"But I wasn't there, I'm innocent." Harry pleaded with the big cop.

The officer however would hear none of it as he pushed Harry roughly into the back of the car, without so much as ducking Harry's head down so it didn't hit the roof of the car.

This is where Harry stopped being so scared and was literally seeing red, beginning to feel the muscle shift beneath his flesh he quickly performed some calming exercises. Such as counting down from 10 except in Harry's case he counted up with his eyes closed until they reached the station.

Upon reaching the station he was again roughly handled all the way to a dark completely enclosed cell in the back of the station. There was not a single light in the room though due to his werewolf abilities he could see perfect. He had been practicing almost constantly not wanting to ever lose control of something that could be so debilitating.

'What the hell is going on they aren't even going through the booking procedures'

Harry now knew something was very wrong and wondered if Voldemort would be able to organize something like this. Harry was sure he could, but using muggles? Surely not.

The heavy steel door of the room was wrenched open suddenly to reveal a mammoth of a man in a black suite.

Harry laughed inwardly, what was he trying to look like the men in black?

"I am Mr. Talbot head of the destruction of werewolves committee"

Harry's guts churned horribly as he heard this. It couldn't be, Dumbledore wouldn't allow it.

"What are you talking about? Werewolves are a myth" Harry put on a façade of unbelief.

"Yes they do and you are one, you were bitten roughly 4 days ago by one of the ones we were tracking."

"Tracking? You mean you killed it?"

This only produced a grin from the man.

"Yesterday we finally captured him after he was resting at a friends house, yes he has been neutralized, as I fear I must do to you. Although I would like not to I must, he was the biggest specimen yet, you cannot be allowed to run free."

After this he drew a needle filled with liquid silver from his jacket and stepped towards Harry.

"NO, CONTACT ALBUS DUMBLEDORE!" Harry screamed realizing what was happening truly for the first time.

"Don't know anyone by that name but if that your next of kin don't worry they will be contacted with some random story shortly."

He took another step towards Harry who tried to evade by running past with incredible speed. It was evident the man worked out to keep up with the werewolves while in human form because he caught Harry deftly as he was almost out the door.

Seeing this wasn't going to work Harry drew back as much as he could and put all the strength he could possible muster into a solid right hook catching the man on the back of the jaw.

The man stumbled back and swore loudly but managed to regain himself enough to jump on Harry and pin him before he could do anything.

Harry screamed, a man's scream, the scream of a person knowing they were going to shortly die.

Feeling the needle pierce into his arm and watched as the entire vial was emptied.

Intense pain struck Harry making it seem as though he entire body was ripping itself apart as each cell was infected with the silver.

Incredible pains ran through Harry for as long as he could remember. Then it all went black.

"That was one tough son of a bitch." Commented Mr. Talbot to himself.

Harry had fought for nearly and hours before succumbing to the silver.

Mr. Talbot quickly left to sign the right paperwork and call for a team to dispose of the werewolf.

I'm sorry if it appears I have killed Harry though let me be the first to tell you it is not so…. what would I do without my main character c'mon…. really…. anyways I hoped you enjoyed it…PLEASE REVIEW I really need more positive feedback. Sorry about the long time between updates but school is crazy and whatnot.