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Harrison's POV

It was almost an hour before his uncle returned. He wasn't alone, however. Sherman, Tyler, and Willard were with him.

The moment Tyler's cold blue eyes met his green ones. They softened him at the sight of him.

Willard sat across from him on the couch. There was an odd look in the elder's eyes. It was as if he was assessing him.

Matthew asked drawing Harrison's attention upward, "Do you know a Sirius Black or Remus Lupin?"

Harrison jumped to his feet and asked loudly, "Was that why you left? Did Remus and Sirius come?"

Willard held a hand to stop him. When he stopped Sherman said, "Remus Lupin as you know is a werewolf. Our wards alerted us to him crossing our ward line. We went to investigate and found him trying to enter the town. As you know a werewolf cannot enter our town. With him was Sirius Black. Is he your godfather?"

Harrison answered truthfully, "He is but he can't take me in because he was falsely accused of betraying my parents. The real culprit is Peter Pettigrew."

All three men exchanged glances before Willard asked, "Are you sure? Are you positive he wasn't lying to you?"

"I saw Pettigrew myself."

"Then I believe you," came Matthew's answer, "Even for one who hasn't changed yet a wolf is not so easily deceived."

Uncle... no one besides his friends had ever put that much faith in him. It made something ignite in his chest that he never felt before. He never even saw Tyler move.

A shadow fell over him and there wasn't enough time to dodge away. A hand ruffled his hair gently as a warm voice said, "You're one of us, kid. Even if the Ministry itself came down upon us they couldn't take you. A child of the moon belongs to the pack as says the old ways."

Child... of the moon? He glanced up at Tyler who only grinned down at him. This guy was really something else.

Willard sighed, "What Creed, says is true. Until you make your first change you are still but a child of the moon. Not fully one with the wolf within you. As Matt can attest to once you make the change there is no going back to how things were. You will always be one of us. You will always feel the pull and call of the moon."

Harrison looked at his great uncle who nodded. His uncle wasn't very accepting of his wolf half. Maybe he could ask why later. There had to be a story behind it. He would not get the chance to ask about it, however. At least not to his uncle.

While the other's left to attend to their normal duties, Tyler stayed. The look Matt gave Tyler was completely unknown to him. Tyler only grinned ferally at Matt. There was something going on between these two.

Could it be they were mates in a love quarrel? He though Tyler and Ruby were mates. If he and Matt were mates then was he only acting nice to get closer to his uncle? And what about the possibility that Tyler had been alluding to? Was it all fake?

Why did his heart feel like it was going to tear in two at the thought?

Marvolo's POV

Since returning to his body he found his sanity slowly returning. Along with his old body.

With his sanity, he had begun to realize what a fool he had been. Looking back at the prophecy he realized it was self-fulfilling. If he had never gone after either child then it wouldn't have ended like this.

Already he was having Lucius and Benjamin prepare for his return into the Wizarding World. He would be Marvolo Slytherin a recently returned wizard who had spent years traveling the world. No one would think that he was Lord Voldemort.

His reports from Severus about the Order were disturbing. While he did not fully trust the Potion's Master he would take some of what the man said into account.

If what he said was true then Potter had up and disappeared. The only clue they had was that the men had eyes that flashed amber. Having already conferred with Fenrir it wasn't one of his werewolf packs.

Though Fenrir seemed to think there was another possibility. Skinwalkers. Men and women who could travel between this world and the next. Marvolo always considered them just fairy tales but maybe there was some truth to them.

Benjamin Nott came into the office surprising Marvolo. His hand twitched to curse his old friend but he stayed his hand. It would do no good to lose his temper. One thing he had to work on otherwise he wouldn't last in the Wizengott.

Marvolo asked barely withholding his anger, "Benjamin what brings you here?"

Benjamin bowed slightly at the waist before he replied, "Forgive my intrusion, Marvolo it was imperative that I speak to you immediately."

Marvolo motioned for him to continue, "We found a Skinwalker town. My thrice time great grandfather was a friend to the pack. He was Ward master that helped set up extra wards. He set up a special ward that if they were ever activated that it would alert him."

A friend of the Skinwalkers? That was probably the last time one had been declared. Benjamin inherited the ability of his family of wards.

When his father died he ended his apprenticeship. That was when he took over the Nott Lordship. At the time he was only 19. If any of his men would know it would be Benjamin.

"Where?"