A/N: Omg you guys! I was so totally blown away by the MASSIVE response I got for the last two chapters! 510 hits, 8 C4s, 10 favs and 37 alerts?! It's madness! Not to mention my 9 AWESOME reviewers, who can see responses in my A/N at the end :D Thanks once again to my love beta Ambo/Hammertime! EDIT: -destroys that random line again-

It was now the middle of July, and Harry had been living with the makeshift pack for over three weeks. Quickly settling into the role of big brother, he learnt how to quickly break Tasha and Michael out of a fight with a glare, how to make Clarabelle and Henry go to bed before eight and how to stop Kimmy from teasing Chelsea. He also learnt that kids, even little werewolves, needed bedtime stories.

So he told them about Hogwarts.

He told them about the damp dungeons with bat-like potions teachers, of turban wearing half-dark lords, of the giant snakes and the giant dogs and the giant half-giants. Harry told them stories about how he fought back dementors from his half-dead godfather and felt his heart warm as they looked at him in awe. It was too adorable, really.

He also told them about Remus, and they seemed shocked to know an adult werewolf could be so kind, as they had never seen any other than their sire. When Harry asked about the whereabouts of their sires they all said they hadn't seen him since they were each bitten and wouldn't talk about it anymore.

In the morning Harry woke up with over half a dozen little bodies piled on top and around him, and carefully extracted himself from their clingy little bodies and went downstairs to make breakfast for eight ravenous, meat eating children.

When Harry was finally well enough to leave the room he woke up in, he'd found himself in a small, one storied house in the rundown part of Surrey. Situated near woodland, hardly anyone lived in this area because of numerous wolf sightings and the houses had quickly fallen to ruin, making it a perfect place for little werewolves to hide. Harry now knew why no one had ever been able to get rid of the wolves, though.

In the beginning, there had been hardly any food in the house and it was obvious why the children were so very thin; they were living off small animals, such as rabbits, as they were the only things they were able to catch and cook in the fireplace by themselves.

However, Harry soon learnt there were larger animals in the forest, such as deer, and was planning to check the pitfall traps he'd thrown together a few days before later, for now he had to make due with the rabbits and the birds that were easy to catch. He kept the meat hanging in the basement because it was cool, and though he was originally pretty grossed out by the thought of killing, skinning and cooking an animal, he'd gotten pretty used to it.

Must be the werewolf thing, he reasoned.

As he was lighting the wood in the old open fireplace (the house had no electricity, so they cook with a pot or pan on the fire and used candles at night) he heard the patter of feet behind him and saw a yawning and sleepy looking Jacob wander into the room.

"Morning, big brother," he greeted, rubbing his eyes and plonking down next to Harry. "Whatcha cookin'?"

"Rabbit again," Harry said. "We don't have much of anything else right now." He threw strips of the meat into the pan and poked it a bit with a fork.

"That's good, though! I like rabbit!" Jacob grinned.

"Well then I'm sure you'll enjoy it, but Kimmy's starting to complain," Harry ruffled Jacob's hair and put a plate full of cooked meat into the boy's lap. "Now take that to the table and eat."

Jacob nodded, taking his plate to the table and digging in hungrily. The other children soon started coming down and huddling around Harry for food.

"Yaaay bweakfast!"

"Smells good!"

"Me first!"

"No us!"

"Not rabbit again!"

Harry sighed; it was going to be a long day.

Going into the forest later that day, the kids played nearer the house as Harry checked his traps. He found four more rabbits in the small traps and quickly snapped their necks, with only the slightest of winces now, and dropped them in the sack he brought with him. In the pitfall he found a large doe that had fallen in, breaking one of her legs and dieing in the pit. He felt sad, seeing her like that, but pleased that he now had a lot of meat for his pups.

With his new found strength, Harry easily lifted the doe out of the pit and recovered it, hoping it would work again.

As he returned to the yard to drag his catch into the cellar, Michael, Jason, Mark and little Henry run up to him. The girls 'eeew'ed and ran back into the house.

"Wow, Harry, you got a deer!" Michael cried.

"Awesoooome!"

"We've never had deer before, Alpha."

Harry threw the doe through the cellar doors at looked at Henry questionably. "Alpha?"

Pulling his thumb out of his mouth, Henry nodded. "Yeah, a big werewolf that looks after little werewolves is an Alpha. You look after us real good and bring us food so you must be Alpha!" He nodded, absolutely sure of his four-year-old logic.

"Hey, I thought I was Alpha!" Michael pouted.

"Harry's super bigger than you, so he's Alpha!" Jason argued.

"I think Chelsea and me should be Alpha," Mark decided.

"That's silly, a girl can't be Alpha!"

Rolling his eyes, Harry left the boys to their arguing and went down the stairs after the doe to get with his gruesome job as 'Alpha'.

As the evening of Harry's first full moon approached, Harry found himself sitting against a tree in a clearing deep into the forest. All around him, the pups were chasing each other and playing, excited about their transformation and that they now had a new playmate.

For the past few days, Harry's body had been sore and his appetite had pretty much vanished. However, as the evening grew closer he had more energy and was able to join the boys is some friendly tussles.

As the full moon rose over the horizon, Harry saw the children slow down and fall to the ground, their bodies, already used to the change, quickly switching shape. Harry's own body crumpled in on itself; bones cracking and rearranging, skin stretching and shifting, fur spouting out of every pour in his body. His mouth was elongating slowing into a muzzle, and a howling scream ripped forth from him as his transformation completed and he lay there, panting on the forest floor.

As the haze of pain lifted, Harry could feel several smaller bodies rubbing up against his furry side and whimpering. Scrunching his eye shut, he lifted his paw and dropped it on top of the closest pup, which yipped loudly and attempted to scramble away. Dragging him closer, Harry sniffed and immediately recognized the scent. Jacob.

Opening his newly formed wolf-eyes, Harry saw the forest as if seeing it for the first time, with the perfect clarity. All around him the trees seemed to be alive and danced in the slight breeze, which carried the scent of humans, animals and the dusty smell of the forest in the summer.

Jacob, still trapped under Harry's larger paw, wiggled around and managed to worm his way out of Harry's grasp, before playfully throwing himself at the larger wolf. This seemed to signal the beginning of a literal dog-pile as all the pups piled themselves onto their Alpha.

Harry took this time to study his now furry pack; Michael was just about half his size and his coat was a very light brown colour, as was Tasha's, Kimmy's fur was a fluffy black and it was hard to tell the chocolate brown Mark and Chelsea apart, Jacob was a sleek black, Henry was a tiny sandy wolf and Clarabelle looked like a tiny black puffball with white paws.

Harry's own form was a lot larger than the other wolves in his pack, and his fur was not as fluffy as theirs, and a shade of pitch black.

Nipping at the flanks of the unruly pups, Harry attempted to instate his role as pack Alpha and discipline his pack. However Michael, always the disobedient one, struggled against Harry and earned himself a sharp bite.

After pushing the two smallest pups into a hollow tree, and with a sharp glare that instructed them to stay there for their own safety, Harry led the older packs into the forest to hunt.

A/N: Bit of a random place to end, but I want this chapter done so I can start a new one at work tomorrow!!

And to my reviewers WHOM I LOVE: giny848484: Glad you're enjoying the fic! Uniquely Jaded: So glad you think it's unique :D Here's that update! Blackangle2011: Glad you like it  Updated! ginny75: You'll have to wait and see what people say :P As for Dumbles, I'm thinking of bad? Unless people are super against it? BOOMrobotdog: Sorry about Clara, but you have to remember she's like 3 haha. As for the Mkaaay I say it all the time so it was out of habit I wrote it XD Now you've made me say it like the guy off South Park! Arrg XD angelkitty77: Aww so glad you like my lil puppies! I'm pretty mad at their parents too (and so is Harry!) so maybe they'll pop up in the future! lady sakura cosmos: Glad you're enjoying it!

Oh btw guys, the pairing poll that was on my profile has now closed (but feel free to voice your opinions on the pairing!) and Fenrir came out on top! No pun intended! Now, I'm a RABID Fenrir fan, but my beta seems to think he's old, grey and hairy for SOME REASON –glares at her- so we'll have to see how it goes…

EDIT: No Ambo, you're not gonna have to beta my ANs, stfu