Chapter 6

Peter had to admit it, when the new pup had arrived he had been quite put out by it. The animal, Spike, as Harry had called it, became the boys best friend as soon as it entered the hut. Suddenly the rat he had found hadn't been half as interesting. Harry stilled cared for him but not like he had been before.

It was not only Harry who had taken well to the pup joining the family. Fang had instantly taken the puppy under his wing and he fathered it.

It was strange and it made Hagrid laugh. Some how, he was able to see similarities between his story with Harry and the two boar hounds. How the pup had not maternally been his and yet he loved it as if it was.

Spike was by nature a good puppy, and he had always been eager to play with Harry who was affectionate with him. The duo become quiet the double act, and Harry found not all his brothers had to be humans.

Just as fang slept at Hagrid's feet, spike slept at Harry's. the two sets were becoming mirror images.

For Harry though that was no bad thing. He could image no other life than the one he lede here at Hogwarts. He was quite contented. There was no reason in the world to him why that should change.

Harry grew up swiftly and at last he turned seven, and so finally his father allowed him in to the forest. He knew though this had to stay a secret even from Weasley brothers for if they repeated it in front of the wrong ears, the chances were he would be taken from hiss dad.

"What time are we going in." requested Harry.

"Under da cover of darkness." said Hagrid.

That was going to be the longest day of Harry's life. He had been waiting for this day ever since he had first been told he was one day going to go in.

Once the cover of darkness at last came, Harry got dressed and Spike went to his side. Every time Harry went out his best friends went with him,

Fang went over to the puppy he had had a hand in raising and begun grooming him, protectively sensing they were going to go in to the forest, there was no other reason hardy had ever taken them out that late.

Checking on his raa just before they went Harry smiled. Tonight was going to be wicked, he thought to himself.

Following his dad in to the black of the forest he was surprised to see he didn't really feel that creeped out by it all yet, then again why did he have to be. He had his ad with him.

"Now da first and most important thing yers have to remember when yers in here Harry is this is not yer home. The animals here have been living since long 'fore we were born and dey'll bee here long after we're gone. ee have to respect der home as if it was yer grandfathers office dat we were in." he said to Harry.

Harry nodded thoughtfully as they got deeper. He had to drink in as much as he could tonight.

"Remember each pack or heard owns a bit of the forest. We have to go by there ways and traditions when we are there."

"I will dad." said Harry in a soft voice, just as quietly as his father had been speaking. "I promise I will." He didn't want to disturb any thing.

"There's a good lad." smiled Hagrid. "First off I think we are going to let yers met the unicorns. Day most sensitive of creatures day are. And right beauty's an all. Very friendly. Your going to like dem son." he said to him.

Going in to the part of the forest where the unicorns lived, Harry was amazed by there beauty even at his tender age.

Smiling, he saw as a baby came in to views. They foal was golden and such beauty Harry had never seen ever before.

The foal who had been standing by his mother was curious as soon as he saw Harry and went over to see what this strange being was.

Gently, Harry put his hand out to the creature as a sign of peace and contentness came over him. This was just what he had been waiting for.

-

The day after he went in to the forest, Harry went to his uncles. Remus who had ever been present in his life had him over every few weeks and it was that time again.

"Your very quite today Harry." he said to him and Harry did nothing in response. He was still in a dream world. He had been waiting for this for so long.

"I am uncle?" he asked.

"You are my lad. Has some thing happened that has caught your mind?" he asked.

"No," said Harry a little too quickly.

The seven year old boy looked out the window. He had always had a good time when he had been with his uncle but that day all he wanted to do was go back and be with his dad so he could talk about it.

-

"Well I tell you what Hagrid he has been dead quiet all the time I have had him!" said Remus to him.

Sighing Hagrid nodded. He had known he would be.

"I'll have a talk with the boy don't yers worry, " he said though of course he wouldn't. He knew what was bothering the boy and it was nothing bad.

No. Every one was well in his small and what he thought his well protected family. But little did he know, there was a traitor within.

Hagrid had never been happier. He was never going to risk the relationship he had with his son. Harry was his world.