A/N: I'm sorry it has taken me so long to update this story, I got distracted by other things. I really am trying to focus more on updating this story, as you can tell that hasn't worked so far (if only I could hide all shiny, colorful objects from sight). I don't know if anyone noticed, but this story has 222 reviews, for some reason I find that extremely humorous! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own characters, places, or events from the Harry Potter books or movies. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling.

The pack stayed within the small boundary for a week, watching for any sign that the wizards had been able to find their new shelter, but the small amount of personal space began to wear thin on the pack's patience. Small subjects began to lead to large arguments and the pack formed small groups of opposite opinions.

Fenrir ignored the first few squabbles, until the tension began to affect the lives of the whole pack. He found he could no longer ignore the groups when the chores were left unfinished as each group fought over who should complete what task and the tension led to physical fights. He split the opposing groups up, placing each member in a separate, smaller group with different schedules for each new group to follow. The submissives rotated between kitchen duty, cleaning, watching the children, and practicing light combat; the dominants spent their days patrolling, guarding the submissives, hunting, or training for combat.

Harry had managed to avoid most of the fights while he was in class, but the tension he had felt between classes had put his wolf on edge, so he had been relieved when Fenrir had divided the pack. He had quickly noticed that even though there were no squabbles the pack was still tense, as if ready for the first sign to fight or run, and brought this to Fenrir's attention.

"I don't think anyone really feels safe here." He said as they curled up on the pallet Fenrir had laid out in his room. "Maybe you should send someone to get materials that would make this place seem more like a home."

"What do you think would make this place into a home?" Fenrir had no idea what a home would include, he had been on the run with his pack for so long.

Harry thought very carefully, trying to remember the few things he had seen the Dursleys enjoy as a family, then turned his thoughts to the few shows he had seen on the television when he drew a blank.

"Maybe some real plates and cups, some tools for the men to use to make furniture, some cloth so the women can make clothes or linens, maybe some books, some things for the kids to play with, board games and cards; just things to help the pack unwind after a long day or decorate the shelter with."

Fenrir let out a gruff "We'll see." before pulling Harry closer to his body and nuzzling his head until they both drifted to sleep.

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Fenrir approached Remus, once again going over his reasons for sending him on this trip. I will not have to share Harry, Harry's classes will be put on hold and I will have more time with him. The man would not give away their location because Harry could be hurt or taken during any raid that takes place. As much as he hated sharing his pup, he had to admit that Remus would never do anything that could endanger him. It's a sad time when a traitor becomes one of the most trusted with the packs safety.

"Remus, I need you to get the items on this list." Fenrir said as he handed the list of items Harry had made during his first break of the day. "I want them here before the end of the week; do not return until you have the things on that list and anything else that could make this place into a home."

Remus read a few items on the list. "Where would I get the money to buy all of this?"

"Go to Gringotts, the pack has a vault filled with money from members who wanted to hide their assets from the ministry before it was noticed that they had been changed and all the money we received from Voldemort. Disguise yourself and ask for Sayword," Fenrir paused before leaning in closer and lowering his voice. " Allow him to see the amber in your eyes before telling him that F has requested that you enter the vault between 221 and 222, with permission from L, and an order from V. "

"L?" Remus asked, figuring that F stood for Fenrir and V stood for Voldemort.

"It does not matter, just say it exactly as I told you to and make sure he knows that you are a werewolf. Take however much from the vault that you deem necessary." Fenrir moved away and surveyed the pack as they moved around in their small groups. "What are you waiting for? Go do what I told you!"

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Harry's classes had been put on hold after Remus had left to fulfill the orders he had been given, not that he minded much as he had more time with Rain and Fenrir. For the first three days Harry helped the submissives in the kitchen while the other children were in class, after the class had ended Harry and Rain played games and helped keep the younger children entertained until Fenrir came to get them. Fenrir allowed them to join him at the dominants' sparring and hunting sessions, staying close to Harry and giving any advice he felt was needed.

During a sparring session on the third day Rain became more aggressive than usual, both drew blood, growls filled the air and Fenrir was held back until Harry had been pinned to the ground. As soon as Luther released Fenrir he had Rain pinned to the ground and his mouth clamped over his throat.

"Fenrir, you need to let him go. He was just doing what comes naturally to our kind." Luther said in his most calming tone.

Harry watched as Fenrir slowly released Rain and stood. "Pup, go inside now."

Harry ran inside to find Storm, tears burning at the corner of his eyes.

"Harry, what's wrong?" She asked as she gathered him to her.

"I think… I di- disappointed Fenrir!" He wailed between sobs.

"Oh, now why would you think that?"

"I… Rain and I were sparring and… and he pinned me. I couldn't be strong so… so he sent me away!"

Storm automatically understood what had happened and why Fenrir had acted the way he did, but thought that Fenrir would want to explain it to Harry himself.

"Oh, cub, I'm positive that you did not disappoint Greyback."

Harry looked at her with glistening eyes. "Really?"

"Yes, now lets take care of these few cuts on your face and," She lifted his head to get a good look at the shallow puncture wounds on his neck. "these definitely need to be disinfected."

Harry was not told what had caused his friend to treat him so roughly or Fenrir's changed attitude, instead his new schedule was again disrupted by Fenrir's orders. Rain no longer attended class with the other children, instead he had been placed with a group dominants. Harry spent his time traveling between the different groups of submissives and waiting anxiously for Remus' return and resuming his classes.

Storm waited for two days for Greyback to explain to Harry what had taken place and while he made no indication that he was going to do so, Harry became more depressed. She decided that it was time to interfere when Harry refused to talk to Rain or have any physical contact with Greyback.

She cautiously approached him after dinner. "Alpha Greyback."

"Storm?"

"I wanted to discuss Harry with you." She watched his face for any sign of anger.

"Do you know why he's been acting differently?"

"He thinks that you are disappointed in him because he submitted to Rain." She took a deep breath and straightened her spine. "I think it may help if you explain what happened."

Fenrir glared at her for a few seconds before realizing that she may be right. "Yes of course that would be the best thing to do. In fact, I believe I'll go talk to him now." As he walked away doubts began to run through his mind. How should I approach this? Surely he knows the basics, but I did fairly well at keeping him separate from anything that may have made him uncomfortable around me. How much should I explain?

A/N: Please continue to review and I will try to update soon! Really, I will try!