Here's chapter 2 ! I wanna thanks everyone who has reviewed and thanks for all the alerts i was super surprised! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter which was a bit difficult to write but i managed. oh, Sorry about chapter 1 giving everyone so much trouble it seems to be fixed now.

A/N: It maybe be a bit slow paced right now but am trying to set things up how i see it in my head. The Bold & Italic is the characters inner thoughts while just the bold is Harry`s wolf talking. You see the wolf come out a bit in this chapter and kinda causes trouble for Harry towards the end. Everything will be explained in due time so please be patient.

A/N#2: This Chapter has been reposted since its now edited. Thanks to my awesome Beta Amortentia528.

Chapter 2

Severus made his way to his rooms and considered the possibility of serving himself a glass of his strongest liquor. He toyed with the idea a bit longer once he was in his private chambers before he deciding against it. He glared angrily at the unmarked essays and tried focusing on anything else but the thought of how Potter would react when he realized what he had become.

I'm sure the headmaster will keep this quiet and his godfathers will help him, considering that one of them is a were-wolf himself.

Severus leaned back in his chair and placed a hand over his eyes.

"Will he ever get a chance to be normal?"

I guess not.

HP~SS~HP~SS~HP~SS

Harry lay awake in the infirmary. There was no doubt about where he was, the sheets were a bit rougher then he remembers but it was the same smell. He closed his eyes and saw the attack over and over again.

The blood dripping from the wolf's muzzle.

The distant arguing of Professor Snape and Sirius.

The fear that ran through him as the wolf bit him.

The sight of Remus killing the wolf.

The blackness that swept him away.

He felt the tears fall down his cheeks. Can my life get any worse? …. It's just not fair!

He grabbed the pillow and covered his face. He felt like screaming into it. But what would be the point? It won't change anything! He sat up and let the pillow fall to his lap. He stared at his arm and the bandages that currently wrapped tightly around it.

"We're going to be strong"

Harry snapped his head to his left and right side.

"Whose there?"

He swung his legs off the bed and reached for his wand on the stand next to the bed. He stood up, wand in front of him. He stood quietly waiting for a sound to indicate the person's location. This can't get any worse.He heard the deep rumbling of laughter surround him.

"Show your self! I know your there! "

"Oh harry, you're up?"

He spun around quickly and got dizzy. He stumbled slightly. He felt small, warm hands guide him back to his bed.

"You shouldn't be up Mr. Potter your body is still healing and you've been in bed for two days"

Two days? I've been asleep for two days?

"Madam Pomfrey?"

He stared at the older woman as she looked at him with concern. She nodded her head.

"There's someone here"

He noticed her eyes widen a bit and a frown formed on her face.

"No there isn't, how are you feeling?"

He stared at her in disbelief.

"I heard him "

She pushed him down gently on the bed, arranging the pillow and placing his head on it. She pulled out a small glass vial and uncorked it, placing the opening to his lips.

"This is goanna help you relax and put you to sleep"

He swallowed the warm liquid immediately and looked at her again.

"Madame Pomfrey there is someone-"

" Headmaster Dumbledore himself placed a ward in the infirmary to alert myself and him in case anyone should attempt to sneak in here after your attack, No one is here, you're safe Harry. Just sleep".

Harry noticed the way she straighten herself when she said 'attack'. He felt his eyes get heavy and he tried to fight it. Flashes of the attack flooded his mind once again. It slowly made sense. The look she gave him and fear he had been feeling since he opened his eyes.

"Am I a were-wolf?"

He saw an array of emotions move across her face and the tears that gather in the corner of her eyes. He closed his eyes already knowing the answer.

A were-wolf? Well, shit.

HP~SS~HP~SS~HP~SS

Harry sat in the chair facing the headmaster since he was called up to his office before lunch. Harry sat there waiting, not believing that a week had already passed. As much as Remus and Sirius tried to comfort him, he still felt odd about the whole thing. Remus explained a few "changes" that were to be expected and Harry truly prepared for the worst. The only problem was that nothing was happening. Harry didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed.

"Headmaster, I truly don't think he was affected"

Harry turned his head and saw Sirius pacing the office while waving his hands across the air. Harry smiled softly as his godfather continued the same speech he had given the headmaster all week long. Harry at first was a bit skeptical. Snape and Remus were sure that he was turned. But Sirius didn't, and somehow he managed all week to annoy not only Snape, but Remus as well.

"I mean you can stick your nose into all the books you want, Harry hasn't shown any sign of the wolf"

Harry noticed how his godfather emphasized the 'nose' part and looked directly at the Potion Master. Professor Snape looked like he was going to snap any minute and Harry didn't want to be around when he did. Remus shook his head slowly and finally spoke up.

"Sirius, it doesn't make any sense and you know it. People who don't turn after getting bitten can mean one of two things: one, they already had some sort of wolf in them or two; they were bit by a shape-shifter. We both know James and Lily didn't have any wolf ancestors and the wolf that bit harry was a were-wolf …. Something is wrong"

Harry watched as the argument kept going between his godfathers. He was beginning to get a headache, maybe he wasn't a wolf. Good! He had other things to focus on like a certain Dark Lord who's been quiet for a while now. Harry looked at the Headmaster; the man whom he believed held all the answers, just smile as Remus and Sirius continued.

"His eyes"

Remus and Sirius stopped talking and looked at Snape. Sirius rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Exactly his eyes, they're still green. Don't all wolves have amber eyes its part of the change?"

Harry could hear the voice around him, but he somehow focus solely on Snape.

"He's a very strong Wizard"

Harry heard the voice from the infirmary. But this time it seemed to almost purr in his ear. Harry felt a heat rush across his body and shoot up to his face. Snape furrowed his eyebrows and looked confused but Harry didn't understand why.

"Can't you sense his power calling out to you?"

Harry shook his head but as he did so he notice the look that crossed Professor Snape's face. He seemed to push himself back into the chair and Harry watched as his lips moved but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Don't you want to be closer?"

Harry was finally aware of the arms around his waist pulling him back and Sirius moving to stand in front of Snape. Why is Sirius protecting Snape?

"His name is Snape?"

Harry nodded and felt another tug back.

"Harry, snap out of it!"

His godfather voice rang across the office and thought for sure it was screamed right into his ear. He closed his eyes and covered his ears. He couldn't help but scrunch up his nose as a new awful smell bombarded his senses.

"You smell like wet dog Padfoot"

"What?"

Even though his ears were covered he still heard the scraping of a chair as it was pushed back.

"Potter tried to kill me!"

Harry looked up to see Snape completely pissed off and his wand pointing at his direction. His head was spinning and the looks everyone else gave him worried him. He looked down at his hands and noticed his nails had grown out a bit. He blinked a couple of times but nothing made sense. He caught his reflection on the glass panel in one of Headmaster's cabinet and notice golden orbs staring right back at him.

Things just got so much worse.