Chapter 6

Dream; flash back:

'Low growling rumbled from my between Moony's clenched teeth. The gray wolf charged at Harry. Harry darted left and as he turned, Moony lunged for his throat while the black dog circled us barking. Moony knew he should let go, but he didn't.'

Waking up . . .

His eyes snapped open. Cold sweat beads were dipping down the young, 16-year-old face, his breathing shallow and ragged. He tried to calm his nerves and maybe, just maybe, try to catch a glimmer more of slumber. Even as he was attempting this, he knew that it was of no use. He was as wide-awake, as if he had just drank ten cups of coffee.

He reached over to the nightstand and easily grabbed his glasses, putting them into place. He took in his surroundings and sighed. The hospital…again He thought to himself. Moony and the rest of the Marauders sat asleep in their chairs next to Harry's bed and Harry couldn't help but smile softly.

"You're...you're alive!" James squealed happily wrapping his arms around Harry's neck and holding on like his very life depended on it. Sirius laughed good-naturedly as he ruffled Harry's hair as the rest of the Marauders woke up.

"Of course I'm alive, you can't get rid of me that easily." Harry grinned. Remus smiled widely and hugged Harry before finally releasing him.

"Harry...are you mad at me?" Remus inquired out of nowhere. Sirius sighed at this question, knowing it would come. They had been irresponsible in thinking that this whole ordeal would work out right.

"I'm not...mad at you, Moony. I just can't believe you bit me!" Harry said sounding shock.

"...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"I know you didn't, Moony. Get over it. No bid deal." Harry replied shrugging his shoulders.

"Good, your awake. Now then, this is for you, Harry dear." Poppy smiled, uncorking the potions vial she had in her hand before handing it to Harry. Harry obediently drank it, and was amazed, once again, at the wonders it worked. He felt a lot better.

"Right. I would like to keep you an extra day, but I think you would be fine for you to go back to your dormitory if you truly want to." Madam Pomfrey sighed.

"That's good to hear." Sirius grinned. Madam Pomfrey huffed, annoyed, before returning to her office.

"Come on, am starved, we'll talk to you in a bit Harry." Sirius replied.

"You guys go on ahead, I'll catch up." James replied as Sirius, Peter, and Remus left out the room.

"Harry...you know Remus isn't like the other werewolves, don't you?" James asked from his chair, sitting up a little straighter. "That he'd never do something like this."

"Moony is Moony. He and the rest of the werewolves like Fenrir are...different...I know that."

Harry's P. O. V.

Harry, who had been silent during their walk to the shrieking shack, looked up at Remus before returning his gaze to his shoes, as if fascinated by them.

He didn't understand what was wrong with him, I mean, he knew what the possibilities were if he went around with a werewolf. For some reason though, he felt, hurt that Remus had actually bit him. Even though he knew Remus had no control over himself during the full moons, it was just, Remus was like his parent. He trusted him with his life, but Harry was also scared of what would happen if he were to be rejected. He felt rejected by Remus when he bit him. Harry didn't know if he'd be able to handle something like that coming from someone he cared a lot about. He didn't know how to react really.

Remus P.O.V.

Harry seems nervous.

And who could blame him? Remus thought bitterly to himself. He "knows" what werewolves are now, how could he not want you as far away from him as physically possible?

But when we met he said he understands what I am, and at the hospital wing he said he still trusts me…

I can't let just one thing discourage us like this; if he's to be my nephew I have to make sure we work out things together.

Normal Prospect

"Harry?" Remus said to him as Harry jumped on the couch and sprawled out on it.

"Yea?" Harry replied.

"Are you sure your okay?" Remus asked him.

"Am fine." Harry replied giving him a small smile.

'If you say so Harry'

"So, what's knew on the agenda?" Harry asked him trying to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Oh … nothing really. I think though, Padfoot and Prongs are trying to think of a name for you though." Remus replied sitting on a puffy cushion next to Harry.

"Really?" Harry asked grinning.

"Yup, they've been having this big argument about it. They wanted to be very good and they want it to live up to your name." Remus replied smirking at the curious look and Harry's face.

"Hmm…that'll be something. Well does that mean you guys are making me part of your group?" Harry asked Remus curiously.

"Are you kidding? Your James son, of course you're going to be a Marauder, am sorry, those are the rules really. If you are a son or daughter of a Marauder, you automatically become one." Remus exclaimed as Harry rolled his eyes.

Few hours later Padfoot, Prongs, and Wormtail banged into the room where the two boys were talking to each other.

"Okay, we've found a name for you!" James said excitedly.

"Its amazing!" Sirius exclaimed.

"It's tremendous!" Peter said.

"It's the name for all ages!"

"Really it is!"

"Will you just say it! Bloody hell!" Harry said as Moony laughed getting up along with Harry.

"Emeralds!"

"Emeralds?" Harry asked them.

"Yea!" the three boys said together.

"That sounds like a girls name." Harry commented.

"I have to agree there." Remus replied as the other three boys looked offend.

"Told you it sounded stupid." James said to Sirius.

"No way, I said it sounded stupid! You said it didn't!" Sirius argued back.

"Don't worry, I'll get them to give you a better name. How about Prongslet?" Remus asked them while the other three boys argued with each other.