Disclaimer: Hey Peeps! Thanks for deciding to read my book, I don't really know how disclaimer works so... yeah. I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters or universe, this is just for fun! I'm going to base this story off the movies.

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Prologue

Remus sat in the waiting room of St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Both of his hands were running through his messy hair and his breath was quickened. This couldn't be happening. Not only a few hours ago, he had received a call from the hospital telling him an old lover of his, Carla Helson, who'd he'd met shortly before graduating from Hogwarts was pregnant and currently in labor.

At first Remus didn't understand the importance of the call, so he said he wished her luck and was about to hang up when the nurse replied. "Sir? Don't you want to come and see?"

Remus scratched his head. Why was she asking this? He was neither friend nor family. The last time he'd seen Carla was when they'd broken up and she'd said she never wanted to see him again. "I'm not sure she'd want me there-"

"I think you might want to come... her chances of survival are low."

"I'm sure she'd just want her family or the father there." There was silence on the other end of the line. "Hello?"

"Sir..." The nurse's voice was careful as if she was unsure how to respond. "Sir, you're the father."

At that moment Remus had dropped the phone and it landed on the ground with a sharp crack. A million thoughts ran through his head. How? What? Why? The whole world seemed to go quiet, all he could hear was the thumping of his heart. "Sir? Sir?" The small voice vibrated from his cracked phone. He picked it up, his hands shaking. "I'm coming. I'll be there soon."

Now he sat in the waiting room, ringing his shaking hands nervously. Why hadn't Carla told him? He wished she had told him, but at the same time he wished she hadn't. He was such an idiot. How could he have been so stupid. He should never had taken Sirius' advice when he'd told him to find a woman and settle, as if he could do that with his... condition.

A condition he might've passed down his child, who would most likely grow up without a mother. That child would be hated, and would live in poverty his whole life. "Mr Lupin?" A doctor walked in. Remus noticed he kept his distance, completely aware of who and what he was. He stood up quietly. "This way." The doctor led him to a room. On the bed, looking tired and weak, almost even dead-like, was Carla. Standing at her side was her mother and father, Mrs and Mr Helson.

Mr Helson shot Remus a glare that made the werewolf want to dig a hole and bury himself in it. "What's he doing here?" Mr Helson growled taking a step forward, but stopping once Carla fragile hand touched his. Mrs Helson was holding a handkerchief to her eyes, trying to stop from bursting into tears. "It's okay Daddy, I asked him to be here." Her voice was dry and croaky.

Remus took a step forward towards Carla's bed. Despite how they'd left things a few month ago, Carla smiled. "Hello you fur-brained mongrel." Remus forced a smile, but his eyes were sad and full of guilt. Mr Helson shoved past Remus, towards the doctor. The two talked in hushed whispers. "Carla I'm... I am so sorry." He apologized, holding her pale, bony hand.

"Don't be," she smiled. "I've giving birth to a beautiful baby boy."

The reply didn't make Remus feel any better, in fact it made him feel worse. Carla, as well as her parents knew of his lycanthropy and he had no idea how to ask the question that was on all of their minds. Had he passed down his condition to his son? Carla's breathing suddenly became quick and shallow. The doctor walked forward towards the two parents holding a clipboard. "I'm afraid," he began sighing. "I'm afraid that part of Mr Lupin's lycanthropy gene was passed down to your son."

"What do you mean part?" Mr Helson said, refusing to even look at the werewolf or his dying daughter.

"The baby is only half werewolf, I don't know what that means exactly. It's never happened before..."

Carla looked down sadly but then put on a brave face. "May I see him?" She asked, her eyes dropping further. Her heart monitor was slowing rapidly. The doctor nodded, leaving the room and returning with a small infant, wrapped in a soft blue blanket. He handed the child to his mother who smiled brightly. Her cold finger touched the child's cheek lovingly.

A few strands of light brown hair poked out from his soft head and his small green eyes blinked in the sunlight. "He looks like you, Remus." Carla whispered, holding her son protectively in her arms. Mr and Mrs Helson looked at them, but showed no wanting to meet their grandson. "His name is-" Carla had to stop and take in a few unstable breaths, the life was slipping out of her fast. "His name- His name is Tesdon." She finally said. "Tesdon 'Teddy' Lupin."

Remus couldn't help but smile, ever so slightly. But that smile vanished when Carla closed her eyes and took her last breath. The room went quiet. Mrs Helson was the first one to move as she took her grandson from Carla's arms. Remus looked down, away from the lifeless body. Because of him, Carla was gone.

"We're not keeping it!" Mr Helson's gruff voice snapped him out of his trance and he glanced up. Mrs Helson held young Teddy but showed no motherly love of any kind. She held it as if it was a burden she couldn't wait to be rid of. Remus sighed, this was how his son was going to be treated for the rest of his life. The doctor looked at the baby, taking it from Mrs Helson's arms. "We can put it up for adoption, unless the father wishes to take him?"

All eyes were on Remus who shook his head. "No, I'm not fit for looking after I child. I have no home, I can barely hold a job. It's better he goes to a family that can support him." The doctor walked forward holding out Teddy, in case Remus wanted to hold his son one last time. But he didn't even glance at the infant, instead he walked out of the room, holding back tears of regret and pain. Behind him he heard Mr Helson rambling on in his usual gruff tone.

"That thing shall never be family... I don't want anything to do with it..." Remus apperated back to the sketchy hut he called home, for the time being. He sat on his bed, a half packed suitcase at his side. Because of him an innocent woman was dead and a child will forever be hated by the world and would have a life of poverty waiting for him. "I'm so sorry Carla." He mumbled.

Hope you enjoyed the prologue!

I've always loved JK's name, Teddy Lupin, and I just happen to have a cousin named Tesdon.

So I thought, why not?

I will be updating soon!