Wolfling

Summary: When Harry was seven he was bitten by a werewolf. The wizarding world having no idea continued on. However the year he was supposed to go to Hogwarts he never showed. So were is our little savior and whose the were-child with Remus Lupin?

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. Everything else belongs to Jo Rowling and Warner Brothers.

-- Chapter Six --

Remus was sitting at his kitchen table when his adopted daughter came home from school. Though he taught at the same school his last class was at two while Mel's was at four. The face she pulled as she walked in the door was one of relief and anger giving Remus the perfect excuse to laugh at her.

"What's wrong cub?" He asked after getting his laughter under control.

"Ruth and Josh again. Naturally. What else?" Mel relied as she sat down at the kitchen table and pulled out her books to do her homework without being prompted. "I mean why to they have to be jerks about everything? It isn't like I wanted to be voted Head of Raven House. I'm not even at the school as much as they are. But I suppose it has something to so with them being asses." At her father's look she muttered an apology for her language but still looked angry.

"Well, don't get into any more fights or I'll have to enroll you at Hogwarts and we both know you don't want that." She nodded at his wods and got up to make herself a snack.

"You know looking back on the vote I'm actually very surprised I was even nominated to be in the poll. I mean hardly anyone knows I exist and that is just so they can get help with their homework. Don't shake your head you know it's true." She glared a little at her sandwich while she talked about her school life. Remus knew a lot more then he let her know about it but it helped her to deal with it if she could rant every now and again.

"Calm down a tad we don't need a repeat of last month now do we?" He said as she started again about pig head blonds and their need to make others feel bad about themselves.

"Dad did you know they were going to cast the vote so soon?" She sighed when he nodded. She had no idea how this had happened and it grated on her last nerve.

The only thing that was common knowledge was that she was a teachers daughter but that wasn't enough to make someone popular or liked. After all Paul was Mrs. Kinley's son and he was not popular but he was liked and Joanne was a total bitch and her father was the deputy headmaster. Of course that just opened her up to being ridiculed and almost literally spit on because she often took advantage of her father's position to get others into trouble.

"Well after you finish with your homework you might as well start on your room and make it a little presentable. No clothes in the floor, no books in the chairs and please put TenTen's litter box back in the bathroom." Mel groaned but nodded and got back to her work.

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Alex and Liz were shopping in town for a few new books as well as a new sofa. It seems Alex' magic has a tendency to flare causing things to burn. So far the only permanent damage had been done to the sofa. Though Alex could rein in his magic after a minute or so it took his entire concentration to do so.

Still they needed the sofa because Alex loved to sit on the old one and read. It had been a very comfortable sofa though the color left much to be desired. Alex hoped to find another like it at the second hand shops were he had gotten the first one. Comfort over price and condition, after all he could repair it.

They hadn't been long in the town when Alex felt the power spike. It wasn't his but if had felt like an echo and the only thing he could think that would feel like an echo of anything was his scar. Sometimes he had felt an echo of emotions seemingly coming from the scar. So he naturally to that to mean that the so called dark lord was still around somewhere and they shared a connection however small.

It hadn't hurt him at all merely left him with a slight revulsion of old men and cats.

After the slight dizziness dissipated he and Liz continued in their search of sofas. Which they found to be tiring by the time they had found the perfect one. It was long, dark purple and the cushions were very plum and comfortable. Though it meant that the room it was going in had to have a change of decor so that things would semi match once more. But that wasn't going to be a problem.

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While Alex and Liz were out Adam was reorganizing the books in the small library that they had added not to long ago. The house had originally been a small three bedroom with a modest kitchen and two bathrooms. But after Alex met Adam that changed. One of the empty rooms became a study and private library for the things Alex didn't want anyone to see. The other became a room for Adam when he chose to sleep at the house.

Then they met Liz and another two rooms were added. One for her to sleep in when she chose too and one for the library. Adam thought that they wouldn't actually have added the library if they hadn't met Liz. The woman was practically a walking fountain of knowledge. Still she was part of the small family.

Adam and Tissy had decided that organizing the books in the library would be productive and useful as Liz was usually the only one who could find something. They planned on creating an index for the room as they went about the self appointed job.

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TBC

A/N: Anyone want a Time line for this story? Is so say yes. Grimm.