Remus walked into the camp and was watched by the other wolves as he walked up to the top hut. "So I hear you were being a hero the other week," Remus said.

The large wolf stood up and turned around to look at his pup, "I saved him."

"Yes, you did, and I thank you for saving my son," he smiled.

Fenrir looked at Remus as they stood in front of him, "You're not my blood but my cub, Harry is not your blood but marked as your cub, you're my son and he's my grandson…this may be odd but I do love you and your family, I will protect you all."

Remus smiled and nodded to him, "You're more than welcome to come to Sage's next birthday, Harry is going to be there."

"I would like that," He said, "You should be heading back, the storm is coming," the alpha wolf said.

"Yeah, okay," Remus turned and left the wolf den and headed out of the camp.

Harry sat at home, it had taken a while for his arm to heal even with the spells and potions; it now just felt like it was twisted and it ached very so often. He didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, he felt better at home, safer. Dumbledore had been banned from Hogwarts and banned from being near any children; Harry himself had the worst nightmares that made him scream like he was being killed most nights. When it was that bad he slept in his dads' bed just so he could feel safe. The poor teen didn't want to leave the house too afraid what will happen, it seemed while the rest of the wizarding community agreed about Dumbledore being banded from the schools and children there was a few families, namely one who stood up for the old man, the Weasleys, well some of them, Fred and George didn't really care, they care more for Harry than anything and their older brothers Charlie and Bill, just hated Dumbledore, but as for the rest of the family their loyalties belong to the old git; and Ron took it out on Harry. He cast a spell that he got mixed up with another one and sent Harry to the floor in a scream, all Molly could do was call her son an idiot for not using the spells right. Since then Harry has been on bed rest, the effect of the mixed spell made him weak.

Lucius knocked on the door of the Black-Lupin house with Draco who looked like he was having trouble with something.

"What's wrong?" Lucius asked.

"I need to ask Harry something," he muttered.

The older Malfoy looked at how his son was behaving

"Please tell me you're not in love with your brother…" Lucius said.

Draco snapped his head up at his father, "God, no! Are you mad?" He wanted to reach out and slap his father in the back of the head like he had seen on that muggle TV thing Harry has, he like that show, NCIS he thinks it's called. The door opened and Sirius stood here looking at them, he saw Draco blush, he titled his head.

"Harry's upstairs."

"Thank you cousin Sirius," he said running up the stairs. There was a door opening and then it slammed shut.

"I think he's in love with Harry," Lucius said to Sirius.

"No, not Harry," Sirius chuckled.

"You know something don't you?" The blonde asked as he followed the dark haired man inside.

Draco walked into Harry's room slamming the door; Harry looked up at him from his book and frowned. "Did you know what father thinks of us? He thinks I'm in love with you!" Draco yelled.

"Draco, you were in love with me until you found out I am your half-brother."

"Don't say that," he mumbled.

"Well it's true, you were; you even tried getting into my pants."

"Harryyyy! Don't, please," the blonde begged, "And who said I tried? I did get into your pants!"

Harry titled his head, "You know we can never do that again."

"I know… anyway, I have another problem don't I?"

"Snape," Harry said as the pair lay on the bed, Draco nodded, "Does he know that you're…you know?"

"No, the old git will probably try to get me to get rid of it…"

"You didn't mate with him did you?"

"No… no biting; I just got knocked up by my potions teacher."

"At the age of 15."

"Oh god, my dad is going to kill me."

"I'm going to kill that boy!" Lucius growled as he paced the floor, "How could he do something so stupid? And how could Severus be? He is 20 years younger than him and he is his godson!" The blonde cursed.

"Lucius, you're gonna blow your lid if you keep this up, be lucky it's not my dad," Remus said.

The blonde looked at him and frowned, "Yeah, I guess so. But what am I going to do? My son is pregnant and he hasn't even told me."

"He hasn't told greasy git either," Sirius said as he picked up Sage and played how many fishes he can see.

The old Malfoy pinched the bridge of his nose, "I'm going to kill him, slowly, starting with his manhood."

"Not to butt into your plans on killing your future brother in law but why have you come today?" Remus asked.

Lucius looked at him, his face darkened even more than before, he sighed and took a seat, "I've been speaking with the Dark Lord after what happened." The room went quiet as they looked at the man sat on the sofa.

"What did he say?"

"He will leave Harry alone as he only sees him as a child, not Dumbledore's warrior, and he told me he's sorry for losing his anger and attacking Harry."

"Sorry isn't going to cut it," Sirius said, "That boy has had more nightmares than I have ever seen, most nights he sleeps in our bed, he's terrified of the world." Lucius looked at him wide eyed, unsure what to say. "What is it?" Remus asked.

"He told me when he touched Harry he felt a buzz of power," Lucius looked at them; he knew what a buzz felt like, he felt it once before when he was with James.

"Oh no…" Sirius said.

"Oh god!" Remus muttered.

"He knows Harry is a Veela but I don't think he knows what that feeling means."

"But Harry will know when he turns 16; we should have figured out, the nightmares would be a link to it," Sirius said holding onto sage tightly, the little wolf boy could feel his daddy's worry and whimpered into his chest growling softly.

"What do you mean?" The blonde asked.

"James used to have these nightmares back when he first started dating you, it wasn't until he was 16 when he knew what the buzz was and it was his driving force after that…we won't be able to keep Harry away," Remus said to him.

"God, what are we going to do Remus?"

"Apart from turning Harry into a werewolf, not a lot," he answered.

"Why would turning Harry into a werewolf help?" Lucius asked looking between them.

"It will cancel the Veela blood call, we offered it to Jamie after, well you know, but he refused, he didn't want Harry to be a wolf…" Remus frowned and looked up at Lucius.

"Offer it to him," the blonde said, "I don't want him to go after him, he may share some of Harry's blood but I don't think he can care about him."

"I will ask him."