Hey, thanks for the reviews everyone. This chapter is another short one, but things will get longer and more detailed as the story progresses. This is all just sort of build-up and background I suppose. Also, things might not make a whole lot of sense right now, but just like the chapter length, as the story moves on, more things will be revealed.

Oh, and I decided to change the title from "Art of Magic" to "Howling at the Moon" which seemed a more appropriate title.

Chapter 2

"I wish they all could be California, I wish they all could be California, I wish they all could be California girl—"

"For Merlin's sake Sirius, do the world a favor and shut up!" cried Remus, face-palming as his over exuberant friend belted out an old Beach Boys song.

"Oh cheer up Moony!" replied the dark haired young man, reaching over and patting the werewolf on the back. "We're in California! San Diego, California to be exact; how can you not be in a good mood?"

Remus rolled his eyes and shook his head, turning to look outside the window. Outside it was warm and sunny, only a few stray clouds marking the otherwise clear blue sky. His eyes roamed over unfamiliar surroundings as he thought about what their lives would be like here. Sirius had deposited a rather large sum of his inheritance into a local wizarding bank, and with that money, had purchased a plot of land in which to build their home. Hiring a team of wizard construction workers, their two stories, and five thousand something square ft. house was erected in a matter of days, and after a day long trip to several furniture stores, the house was turned into a home.

In order to keep their town from overcrowding, city officials had declared a law stating that private plots of land could not be any smaller than two acres. And in order to keep their privacy, Sirius had bought not just one plot of land, but all the others surrounding it. Because of this, their backyard was impossibly huge and his friend had spared no expense in making use of it. There was a rather large patio with a built in barbeque grill (Sirius swore to learn how to make "true American cooking!"), a swimming pool with cascading waterfall, and stone pit in which to make bonfires. Further away was a small training field for when Harry got older, and even further was another, smaller house which was to be used on nights of the full moon.

Turning away from the view outside, Remus looked around the room. He and Sirius were on the first floor, in the kitchen preparing lunch. Next to the kitchen was the dining room and family room, and from there was a door leading down to their basement, which would later serve as a training room in which to teach Harry all he needed to know about magic and more. Upstairs were four bedrooms, one for each of them plus a guest room. All were very spacious and equipped with their own walk-in closet and personal bathroom. All-in-all, Remus could never ask for a better place to live. Due to his condition, work was hard to come by back in Britain, and his old, dingy apartment was little more than a bad memory.

"Do you really think you'll be happy here, Remus?" asked Sirius, noticing the distracted look on his friend's face. "America was your choice, but is this the right place for you to be? If you feel uncomfortable here, we can find another city or state. You didn't seem to know where exactly you wanted to live in the States, and well, I guess I always heard big things about California that I forgot this was your idea and not mine."

"Sirius, this is more than I could have ever wished for," replied Remus, turning to face his friend. "This house, its location, being here in America with you and Harry…if Lily and James were still alive, I'd have said my life was now perfect."

Glad that Remus approved, Sirius smiled and nodded his head. The city they lived in was a place called Valley Center, which was mostly farmland and much of it was owned by the local Native American tribes. He'd chosen the area for many reasons, mainly, that it was far enough from large populations to safely keep their privacy, but well within driving distance of the beach and downtown that had originally attracted him to the area.

Turning back to the counter, Sirius cut up a tomato for their salad as Remus prepared sandwiches. Suddenly, there was a loud crash from upstairs and Harry's cries could be heard from his nursery. Setting down their things, the two Marauders quickly made their way to the bedroom. Stopping in front of the door, they heard what appeared to be the sound of flapping wings and tiny growls, Harry's crying no longer apparent. Giving each other a confused look, they pushed open the door and burst in. What they saw next was something they'd never imagined possible.

A distraught bird was flying randomly around the room, trying to find an exit (they assumed it had accidentally flown in through the open window). It was not the bird, however, that shocked them. In the corner of his crib, where Harry once lay, was now what looked to be a tiny wolf pup, half covered in blankets, crouched down as it growled threateningly at the bird above. However, upon seeing Remus and Sirius, the tiny creature gave an excited yelp and stood up, holding its clawed paws around the side bars, much like Harry did whenever he saw his uncles come in.

"R-Remus…is…is that Harry!" gasped Sirius, staring wide eyed at the little wolf-boy. He let out a soft whimper as the pup barked at hearing his name, his tiny tuft of a tail wagging excitedly behind him. "Oh Merlin, it is Harry!"

"Sirius, get the bird out of here!" shouted Remus, walking over to the crib and taking Harry into his arms. He sighed and shook his head as the still shocked Sirius simply vanished the bird, hoping they didn't permanently damage its mental health. Sitting on the rocking chair, he inspected the young pup, unable to hide his amusement as Harry's tail wagged frantically back and forth behind him, his whole body shaking with effort. "Sirius, we'll need to contact Dumbledore immediately. I think he'll want to know about this."

Sirius slumped to the floor, holding his head as he stared numbly ahead. "Harry is a werewolf puppy! W-why is he a puppy! It's not even the full moon!" Oh god, I wasn't even expecting this!"

"Sirius! Get a hold on yourself and stop freaking out! Go write a letter to Dumbledore right now, and then come back here so we can figure things out!" Remus rolled his eyes as he watched the dark haired man leave, turning back to Harry and finding him to once again, be human. "Well, this is interesting…"

When Sirius came back ten minutes later, he found Remus and—a once again human—Harry on the floor, playing a game of peek-a-boo. Despite their odd predicament, and ignoring his earlier panic attack, he found the situation somewhat funny. "So, have you figured out what happened?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned against the door frame.

"I think so," replied Remus, sitting up. "Children have been turned into werewolves before, but Harry is probably the first baby to get turned ever. Babies' bodies are like sponges, and soak up everything and anything around them. They can adapt to almost any situation. I may be wrong, but I think Harry's body has taken his lycanthropy and somehow, oh I don't know, evolved it into something more. See, when that bird came flying in, it scared poor Harry, and in defense, his body transformed himself into his stronger werewolf part."

"What exactly are you saying…"

"Well, I think Harry is a more powerful sort of werewolf," said Remus, shrugging. "I think his body, along with his magic, will allow the disease to manifest itself inside him, and become not a burden to him, but a blessing…" A grin appeared on the older werewolf's face. "I think when he's older, Harry will actually be able to control it, and he'll be like a sort of werewolf animagus!"

"So you're saying Harry can turn at will?" asked Sirius, uncrossing his arms and walking into the room.

"Well, I don't know for sure," Remus answered. "This is the first time it's ever happened, and we can't just scare the poor boy over and over until it happens again."

"Hm, well let's try this then," said Sirius, transforming into a dog. Letting out a small bark, he playfully bounced back and forth at Harry, who giggled and stood up. Wagging his tail, Sirius circled him a few times before leaping away. Harry ran on shaky legs, reaching out to grab his tail, only for Sirius to jump back again. Pouting, the Potter child transformed himself as well, dropping to all fours as he chased after his godfather.

"Oh wow…" muttered Remus, as he watched the two play cat and mouse. He got up and followed the two out into the hall, watching Sirius run down the stairs. "Merlin, Harry no!" His heart caught in his throat as, instead of following down the stairs, the tiny werewolf leapt onto the railing and jumped down, tackling Sirius just as his paws hit the carpet on the first floor. The two wrestled playfully, Sirius crouching and dodging as Harry jumped all over him excitedly.

"Oh, gross! Remus! He pissed on me!" cried Sirius suddenly, transforming back into a human as he held puppy-Harry at arms' length.

"You got him too wound up!" Remus shouted back, laughing loudly. "You know how puppies can be when they get too overexcited." He continued to laugh as he heard Sirius grumble and walk to the bathroom to clean up. Another unexpected turn of events, but it certainly wasn't unwelcome.

Yeah, sorry again that it was short, but I hope you still enjoyed it. Please leave a review! I'd really appreciate it. Story Alerts & Favorites are nice, but what always first attracts me to reading a story is the review count. If it has a lot of reivews, I can tell that its probably a really good one. If I get more reviews, maybe more people will read my story lol. So please, read and review! Thank you!