Was really surprised to wake up this morning with a couple of reviews already, thanks so much. It means a lot to know that people like it so far. So, whilst I still have 'new story muse', I have written another chapter for you all, enjoy.


Chapter Two

With a scream, Harry almost launched himself into a sitting position. He ran his hands across himself, heart pounding as though he had run for miles. Sweating and shaking, he managed to eventually garner that he seemed okay. Nothing was broken, no one was dead and there were no Dark Lords lurking within his mind.

Breathing deeply, he lay back down and closed his eyes. Calming down was a good idea right now; there was no need to give himself a heart attack at the age of 18. His eyes flew open again. He was legally an adult in both wizarding and muggle society now. Allowing himself a small grin, he decided to get up and make the most of the day.

Harry sat up again and stretched. Frowning lightly, he moved to the edge of the bed. Something seemed different about him. Shrugging it off as just a lack of sleep, Harry stood up and immediately crashed to the floor.

Cursing in pain, he moved into a sitting position and glared at his legs. Was it him or did they seem… closer than usual? Shaking his head, he grabbed he side of the bed and stood up on unsteady legs. He frowned again, something definitely wasn't right here.

After giving his legs and good shake, he took a few steps. Satisfied that he wasn't going to fall over again, he walked into the bathroom. He glanced at the mirror and froze.

"Well sweetie, you're looking different, aren't you? Can't say it's a bad look though."

At that moment, Harry did what any sensible 18 year old would. He screamed, loudly and fell into a dead faint, the last thought on his mind being 'did my mirror just try and flirt with me?'

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Sirius felt refreshed. Well, it was more than that really. Even after he had escaped from Azkaban, he was still a wanted man; there was still a horrible feeling of confinement weighing on his shoulders. But now, now he just felt free.

He grinned lazily at Remus as they arrived on the doorstep of number 12 Grimmauld Place. His heart thudded as his lover gently smiled back it him. It didn't matter how many years it had been, how much time they had spent apart, he still loved Remus like he did when they were teenagers.

"Oh Rem, Harry is gonna be shocked to see us today!"

They had told the young brunet that they would be gone for quite a while and whilst Harry was obviously upset about them missing his birthday, he had wished for them to have a wonderful time and not to worry about him.

Sirius snorted to himself, as if he was going to miss the pup's 18th birthday!

He opened the door to number 12 with a flourish, his mouth opening to shout that they were home, when he was cut off by a rather unmanly scream. Sirius darted a glance at Remus who already dropped their bags and had his wand steadily held out in front of him. Nodding at his mate, he did the same and they crept up the stairs towards Harry's room.

Finding it empty, they cautiously moved toward the attached bathroom and gently pushed open the door. Sirius let out a sigh of relief when he saw no one but Harry in the bathroom but his brow was still furrowed and he did a quick diagnostic spell over Harry was Remus did the same for the house itself.

"No essence of dark magic Pads, is Harry alright?"

Frowning, Sirius ran his wand down the length of Harry's body. Something wasn't quite right here. Harry appeared to have fainted but other than that he was in perfect health. In fact, his health was exactly that, perfect. He gently rolled Harry over and gasped. He knew something was different.

"Rem! Remus, get over here"

His tone immediately caused Remus to quickly move across to the pair; as soon as he got a look at Harry's face he pointed his wand at him and harshly woke up him.

"Rennervate!"

Harry woke up with a gasp, nearly knocking Sirius out with how quickly he sat up. Quickly though, he realized something was wrong when he found a wand between his eyes. Said wand being attached to a rather angry looking werewolf.

"State your name".

Harry was bewildered, what on earth was going on here?

"Remus wha-"

He was cut of by Remus moving forwarded and growling at him, the wand nearly poking him in the face now.

"State. Your. Name."

He gulped and stammered out his name.

"Harry James Potter."

"What is your patronus form?"

Harry looked across at Sirius who was glaring at him as well. Taking a deep breath, he answered him.

"A stag."

Remus's grip on his wand slackened a little but he still kept his aim steady.

"What do you call your patronus?"

Harry sagged in relief; there were very few people who knew the answer to this.

"Prongs."

Sighing, Remus lowered his wand and Sirius pounced on him.

'Merlin pup! We didn't know who you were!"

Harry frowned as he hugged his dogfather back.

"What are you talking about?"

Sirius and Remus exchanged worry glances. Remus held out a hand out to pull Harry up.

"I think you'd better take a look for yourself."

Harry accepted the help and shakily stood up, turning around he looked in the mirror and nearly fainted again. No wonder they had though he was an intruder. He raised a shaky hand and ran it through his now shoulder length hair. Gone was he unruliness and though it wasn't smooth and sleek it looked like it could be manageable. His eyes, they were huge! Still green but they seemed enormous in his now petite looking face. His cheekbones were sharper and higher, making his eyes look more of an almond shape. He ran a hand across his skin. It was baby soft and without a blemish in sight. His complexion was creamy and smooth; all in all he looked pretty.

He whirled around frantically.

"Merlin! What the hell has happened to me?!"

Sirius came forward and hugged him again and Harry realized that when before he was nearly the same height as his dogfather, he was now barley up to his shoulders.

"No!"

The two adults stared at him in surprise.

"I'm even shorter than I was before!"

Remus smothered a laugh whilst Sirius didn't even bother, throwing back his head and letting out his bark-like laugh.

"Come on pup, let's go down and have a cup of tea. I think that we need to call Dumbledore."


So! Still no clues as to what creature Harry now shares his blood with. If anyone guesses, you can have a cookie :3 Hope you enjoyed this chapter, as always leave a review to let me know how I did.