Harry Potter and the Magic of the Beasts

by CreatureHarem84

What if Harry had a twin and was named a squib after the attack on Halloween, What if Harry's sister was the Girl-Who-Lived, What if Harry did have magic, a magic so powerful and unique even the Ministry didn't know about it...He is Harry Potter, Lord of all Creatures. WCWL! PowerfulHarry! TwinHarry! DumbledoreBashing! RonBashing! SlightPotterBashing!

24. Chapter 23

Disclaimer: Honestly, is there a point to this part anymore? Don't own Harry Potter

AN: Not much to say other than enjoy the chapter. Oh, there will be mature moments in this chapter, but as stated before, lemon's are for 4th year and up.

Chapter 23

Hogwarts Great Hall

Dinner

Harry and his friends, which now included the newly inducted Daphne and Tracey, were sitting at the Gryffindor table this time. This once again shocked the entire school as the Gryffindor's were notorious for their hatred of all things Slytherin. What shocked them more was that Emily Potter, the supposed 'symbol of light', was hanging around two Slytherin girls. Though a few other Slytherin's who witnessed the interaction of students from each of the four houses got them thinking. Even the ones from the purely dark families, who were taught that those who weren't 'pure-blood' were beneath them, began to have seeds of doubt planted within their minds.

Most of the professor's who witnessed the interaction between Harry and his friends were smiling. This was due to the fact that these students proved that the four houses could interact peacefully, regardless of the stigma and stereotypes of each house. The only professor's who weren't thrilled with the friendship were Dumbledore and Snape. Snape hated all things that weren't Slytherin, so no surprise there. Dumbledore, however, hated the friendship for a whole different reason.

Dumbledore had spent a long, LONG time keeping the wizarding world the way it was. He knew from the start that a spell like the one Voldemort used to create the dark mark, required the subject to be fully coherent and willing to get the dark mark. Dumbledore felt that to keep the 'true wizards' in power, the Death Eaters needed to be acquitted. The only regret Dumbledore had was the Lestrange's. This wasn't because he felt sorry for the victims, as Dumbledore saw them as a necessary loss, but because Rudolphus, Rabastion and Bellatrix were 'needlessly' rotting in Azkaban. What was worse, in Dumbledore's opinion, was that Frank and Alice survived their encounter with the Lestrange's. It would make it impossible if Dumbledore needed to move to Neville as a backup for his plans. It would take an extreme kick in the ass for this guy to begin falling off his pedestal.

The group at the Gryffindor table were currently laughing at some of the stories that Harry was telling, though some of the laughter was to his great embarrassment. Especially when the rest of the group filled in the bits that Harry somehow 'missed', but you can't really blame him. Harry wanted to keep at least a small portion of his dignity, however little he had in certain instances.

"Wait, let me see if I got this right. The 'resident trouble magnet' as you call him, really did take down a troll in first year?" asked Tracy, trying to hold in her laughter.

"Does NOBODY care that taking that club to the back hurt like a bitch? It doesn't help me that it was the same asshole that I blunt force castrated earlier that year. Sheesh, that damn Hydra in Greece held less of a grudge than that guy." asked Harry sarcastically while mumbling the last part.

"Hey, nobody asked you to rush in and save us. I'm glad you did though." said Hermione as she kissed Harry's cheek before laying her head on his shoulder.

"I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but I'm surprised that you're so comfortable without that glamor hiding your true self, Hermione." said Daphne.

"Well, it's all thanks to this one here. Between him knowing about the I.C.W. law regarding creatures like me and Veela, plus him finding me attractive, it's made me more comfortable with who I am, even among the pureblood bigots of Britain. Present company excluded, of course." said Hermione.

"No offence taken. My family only really became part of the 'Grey' faction after my grandfather died. Bigoted bastard wanted all daughters of my generation to be sold off to some of his 'imperioused' buddies' families. I was about to be sold off to MALFOY of all people before my grandfather met an 'unfortunate end'. Luckily our ancestry links us to the Black family, it makes such….misfortune impossible to link to us." smirked Daphne.

"Well, I'm glad you wouldn't have to suffer such a horrible fate as being betrothed to that idiot. Though, from what I've read about the Greengrass family, didn't something happen to one of your ancestor's, like he got cursed with some kind of genetic curse or something?" asked Harry.

"Unfortunately, yes. I got lucky, since I have no trace of it, but my sister Astoria, St. Mungos says that she has a high possibility of contracting the curse later in life. We've been trying to either find a way to finally cure it, or break it to her gently. It's just, how do you tell a 12 year old that she could possibly catch a deadly blood curse that the family has had for generations?" asked Daphne.

Harry saw how hard this was for her. He had also seen how losing someone you love to a disease can affect someone, human or creature. Luckily, Harry knew of one way that could potentially work at curing this blood curse that Daphne's sister could get. The only catch was that he hadn't tested it on genetic curses yet. Though, considering the fact that medics around the world had used his discovery for various other ailments, Harry was optimistic.

"Daphne, I might have a solution to your problem. I always carry a few extra around with me just in case. If I give you one of the Chimera bezoars that I carry on me, it might cure Astoria. Though you'd have to get a medic from St. Mungos to look her over either during the holidays, or when you go home for the summer, depending on when you give it to her." said Harry.

Daphne was shocked to hear Harry's offer. They had only been friends since that morning, but Harry had already offered to help cure Astoria. It confused both her and Tracey, as when they were younger, their parents told them about the hatred other houses showed Slytherin. Though Harry was different. For one, Harry was raised in Romania for a decent amount of his life, so he didn't get 'programmed' with the light and dark mentality. Two, they had seen him interact with a hippogriff and seem to part on friendly terms with them, so that proved that he had no bias towards anyone….unless they were 'Evil Wizards' (He would never class 'Dark' and 'Evil' in the same category.), rouge creatures, or his personal favourite, assholes.

"You'd really do that for us, Harry?" asked Daphne.

"Of course. No-one should have to suffer because of something that happened centuries ago. Trust me, the feud between Veela and Merfolk is a good example. Though there was also that hilarious time I saw a dwarf get his ass kicked by one of the smaller fairies of Tir Na Nog. I tell ya, they are friendly creatures, but REALLY mean drunks. Especially when you call one of their females a fat ass. Apparently that happened 300 years ago and the two families still haven't got over it." said Harry.

While Daphne was grateful that Harry was willing to help her sister, she and the others couldn't help but laugh when Harry mentioned the feud between a family of Tir Na Nog fairies and a family of dwarves. It was nearing the end of dinner and Harry and the others had to get ready to meet with Lupin.

Once dinner was over, Harry asked the others to wait outside the defense office while he popped over to the Ravenclaw common room for a minute.

It was while the group was waiting outside the office, while making small talk about how interesting their lives were since meeting Harry, that Harry showed up about a minute after they arrived.

"Ok, I've got everything I need for this meeting. Oh, and Daphne, here, as promised." said Harry while handing her a deep crimson stone-like object.

Daphne stared at the bezoar in her hand for about 5 seconds before clutching it to her chest like it was her personal lifeline. Tracey had a small smile on her face, which slowly grew to shock when she saw a few tears leak from Daphne's eyes. While the others, including Harry were also shocked at this sight, they didn't comment on it, as they knew she was known as the Ice Queen of Slytherin, so her reputation was pivotal for her.

"Thank you, Harry. You have no idea how much this will mean to both me and the rest of my family." said Daphne as she quickly wiped away the tears.

"I believe I do, Daphne. There's also no need to thank me. I always do my damndest to help my friends, no matter how new they are. Also, if it works, let me know and I'll get another one for you personally. No need to risk passing it to the next generation for either you or your sister." smiled Harry as he placed a comforting hand on Daphne's shoulder.

After a few minutes of silently comforting Daphne, the group turned to the door as Harry knocked. Tracey walked closer to Harry and stood to his left, while Hermione was on his right, and leaned towards him.

"You have no idea how much you've done for her, Harry. You've done more for her family in five minutes than the entire ministry has done in five years, since they found out about Astoria." whispered Tracey.

"Like I said, no matter how new to my circle of friends you guys are, I will do my damndest to help you guys." whispered Harry.

It was only a few seconds more when Remus opened the door to the defense office.

"Well, it's good to see you again, Harry. I see you've brought you friends as well. Come on in." said Remus

"Yeah, figured it was easier than just visiting, then explaining it to the others afterwards." said Harry with a smirk.

"Don't I know it." said Remus.

After the group entered the room and sat on the chairs provided, Remus suddenly looked a bit nervous. This confused everyone, as they didn't think he had a reason to be nervous, that is, until Remus spoke up.

"Now, Harry? I know that you still have issues with the past, but there was someone else who wanted to be here for this meeting in order to finally see you again." said Remus.

A door at the back of the classroom suddenly opened and a man with black hair, a rough looking beard and auror clothing entered the room.

"Hey Remus, is he here yet? I've been sitting in that office for like, 20 minutes." said the man.

Harry's face took on a stoney, neutral expression at seeing this man. He remembered him through his occlumency training at the reserve as his godfather, Sirius Black. Now, while he did have a few issues with the guy, such as not getting him from the Dursley's right away as he should have, it was overshadowed by the fact that he heard that Sirius was the most thorough in their 5 year search for him.

"Sirius, I told you that I was going to introduce you gently. Yet as usual, you go and do something stupid…..again." said Remus with a deadpan expression.

Harry slowly got up from his seat and started walking towards Sirius. When Harry stopped in front of him, Sirius looked slightly nervous at seeing his godson for the first time since that night.

"H-hey, Harry. It's been a while, hasn't it? Y-you're looking healthier than I thought you would be after we heard you went missing. So….how've ya been?" asked Sirius nervously.

Harry just stood there, staring blankly at Sirius for about 10 seconds, before shrugging his shoulders in a non-verbal answer. Harry then called his wand from its holster, before slowly raising it at Sirius. Seeing this caused Sirius to worry as he raised his hands in surrender. Sirius knew that if Harry was anything like James or Lily, or, Merlin forbid, both, he was screwed.

"N-now Harry? Let's not do anything rash or that we will regret. We can talk this out like civilized wizards….can't we?" asked Sirius, his voice cracking in slight fear.

"Hmm….Nah!" said Harry as he quickly sent a spell at Sirius.

Sirius didn't have time to react before he was hit by the spell and seemingly vanished. Everyone else in the room was confused while Harry was smirking, until they heard a small 'meow'. Looking down, the entire room laughed at what was once Sirius. In place of the proud Lord Black, was now a small black cat. Harry and Remus were laughing the hardest as both knew the irony of what happened to Sirius. Both knew he was a dog animagus, Remus through his friendship with Sirius and Harry through his memories via occlumency training.

The now feline Sirius quickly glanced at himself before he let out a frightened hiss, glaring at Harry soon after. The spell wore off about 2 minutes later, leaving Sirius standing there with an exasperated and slight deadpan look.

"A cat? Of all things you could have turned me into, it was a FUCKING CAT?!" yelled Sirius in complete embarrassment.

"Well, it was either that, or Frank-N-Furtur from Rocky Horror Picture Show. However, I'm saving that one for when Snape really pisses me off." smirked Harry.

This caused Sirius to pale drastically. He remembered when he saw that movie with James and Lily, and that guy had a 'creepy psycho' vibe to him. In fact, it reminded him of a lot of his family, especially his mother. Though he did chuckle when he mentioned that, imagining his mother's reaction to being compared to that character. Though Sirius also had to admit that if he saw Snape like that in person, he would have to bleach his eyes and obliviate himself of the image, after nearly dying of laughter of course.

After both Harry and Sirius took a seat, Harry turned to Remus.

"So, Professor Lupin, how's it feel not having to worry about the full moon anymore?" asked Harry, smirking when he said 'professor Lupin'.

"Gotta be honest, it felt weird at first. For a few months afterwards, I was still paranoid about the full moon, but I eventually got used to it." said Remus.

"Hold it, will someone explain what's going on here? From what I'm hearing, it sounds like you're implying that professor Lupin is a werewolf." said Tracey.

"I was, once upon a time. That was before I met Harry and Steve years ago. They tested their new 'Hunter's Will' potion on me, since they mentioned they had made it by mistake. I figured that I had nothing to lose, so, why the hell not. After I drank the potion, the change was forced for about a minute, before I managed to change back. I've been able to change at will ever since." smiled Remus.

Those that didn't know about Remus' lycanthropy were shocked when they heard this, which was everyone except Emily, Harry and Sirius. However, Emily and Sirius were shocked that Remus was more or less cured. The reason being that Remus had vanished after Emily turned six, which was around the same time that the hunt for Harry had started.

"Wait a fucking minute. Are you telling me that you knew where Harry was the whole time that we were looking for him….AND DIDN'T TELL US!" yelled Sirius.

"It wasn't by choice. That Feros guy swore me to secrecy, it didn't help that by the time I actually met them and had the potion that he warned me of Harry's knack for pulling pranks without getting caught. If I had blabbed his location, Harry would've made my life hell with his pranks. This is the same kid that tricked the king of the vampires into thinking he was a ballet dancer." said Remus. Despite the fact that he was threatened with endless pranks by Harry if he revealed where Harry was living, he couldn't help but laugh when he heard what happened to that vampire king.

"Wait a sec, you're telling me that Harry managed to prank a vampire king? And not just any vampire king, but COUNT DRACULA HIMSELF! Are you fucking crazy, Harry?!" asked Sirius.

The others were shocked to hear that as well. Pranking royalty, especially vampires was risky enough, but pranking the FIRST VAMPIRE, that was downright suicide. However, Harry just chuckled at the memory.

"Well, me being crazy is debatable. However, believe it or not, old Drac is actually pretty mellow. Apparently he was tired of all the cliched depictions of him in all of those horror movies. Though, you should've seen his reaction to the vampires in that 'Twilight' book. I've never heard so many curses in ancient vampiric in my life. Still, he found that Bram Stoker's Dracula movie to be somewhat hilarious. His exact words were 'I am not that dramatic'." laughed Harry.

Once again, this shocked the entire group, especially when Harry called Dracula 'Old Drac'. This was once again raising questions about Harry's five years before Hogwarts. However, the small group of friends, with the exception of Daphne and Tracey, knew that trying to figure out the answers was pointless, since it just created more questions.

"So, you're saying the very first vampire isn't like how he is portrayed in the movies?" asked Emily, as she had seen a few vampire movies about Dracula.

"Oh hell no. In fact, I once asked him about the mortal depictions of him and where they came from. He said that some idiotic noble started some rumors about him after Dracula slept with the guy's sister and turned her, making the girl the first vampire queen. That noble was pissed when that happened. Apparently that noble wanted to force himself on his sister to 'keep his line pure.'. Dracula ended up using a curse he created back when he was a normal wizard and cursed that noble with the first case of lycanthropy. That's also how the werewolf-vampire rivalry started." said Harry.

"Well….all I can say is damn. I'd almost feel sorry for that noble, if it wasn't for the fact that he basically admitted he wanted to rape his own sister." said Remus.

"How do ya think I felt when I heard it? I wanted to hunt the bastard down and turn him into a throw rug. I still curse the fact that old Drac got him first that summer. Oh well, I still managed to hit the asshole with a cutting curse from his own wand right between the legs. I don't think the vampire queen has laughed that hard since." said Harry.

"Pft, yeah. It's bad enough that most of the pureblood fanatics basically do intermarry with close family. Hell, I'm sure if I looked hard enough, I'd find an ancestor of our's in the Macnair line somewhere." snarled Daphne.

"Now that would be horrible. That family line is notorious for their hatred of anything 'non-human', though, considering the fact that half of them look like a gargoyle had a kid with a gorgon, that's saying something." quipped Neville.

Sirius looked at Neville in slight shock, considering that he had never heard Neville openly mock an 'upstanding pureblood family' before.

"Wow, when did you get a backbone like that, Neville?" asked Sirius.

"Well, when you hang around Harry for a decent amount of time, you tend to pick up some of his celibate attitude." smirked Neville.

"Huh, what do you mean by that, Nev?" asked Emily.

"It's something that Harry taught me. He said a 'celibate' attitude is just a fancy way of saying 'I don't give a fuck'." said Neville, trying to surpress his laughter at Harry's non-chalant way of explaining that.

Sirius and Remus, however, had no qualms about bursting into laughter at the explanation. The others were somewhat confused at first, before Emily lightly snorted and explained it to the rest, bringing the whole room into a fit of laughter.

"Well, that's more restrained than I thought Harry could ever be." said Luna.

"I've only officially known him since this morning, but even I've heard how unfiltered Harry is when it comes to certain things." said Daphne.

"I'm only unfiltered when it comes to rouges, evil magicals and assholes. Especially assholes, Snape is a prime example." said Harry with a devious smirk.

'Damn, this kid is vicious. I'd really hate to be on the receiving end of anything that kid cooks up.' thought Remus.

'Hmm, I wonder if I should make the kid an official Marauder. 'Cause it sounds like he's already on his way towards a career in pranks.' thought Sirius.

"Wait, you mentioned Dracula was a normal wizard once. How is that even possible?" asked Daphne.

"HA! Even I find it funny. According to Drac, it was a mix of spell creation, a potion gone wrong, and a flying rodent. Apparently the spell he created hit the bat on his first casting attempt, the bat fell in the potion, which exploded and doused him in the contents, thus turning him into the first vampire." laughed Harry.

"Hmm, that's not as impressive as some of the stories of the first vampire. It's more like a 'how did I cock up this much?' type of origin." smiled Luna.

This once again brought laughter to the group. Old history tomes had stated vampires were beings who were cursed and should be killed on sight. To learn that it was the result of a massive screw up and misfired spell. It was reveals like this that made one wonder how far the pureblood propaganda reached and how much it affected.

"Anyway, Mr. Black, you're an auror, right?" asked Tracey.

"Why yes, one of the top ones….besides James during the summer." said Sirius.

"So, any word on Pettigrew yet?" asked Tracey.

Hearing the name of Pettigrew caused both Sirius and Remus to growl menacingly.

"No, I haven't found the rat bastard yet. He'd better hope I don't either. The last time I saw him, Dumbledore stopped me from killing him. He won't stop me this time, there's already a kiss on sight order for him, so no one would blame me if I killed him." snarled Sirius.

"Nope, nobody would blame ya. Though you'd have to get in line and hope that there'd be enough of him left when I'm done with him." said Harry with a more sinister grin.

"Ok Harry. Ease up a bit, that grin is really creeping me out." said Remus.

"That means it's working." laughed Harry.

Emily just rolled her eyes at her brother. A small smile graced her face when she thought the word 'brother'. Harry had finally gotten to the point of seeing Emily as family. If she was honest, it was a great birthday gift from Harry, even better than meeting the unicorn herd, well, maybe both were on equal footing.

"You know, as cliche and stupid as it sounds, I'm surprised that Mr. Black hasn't gone crazy at seeing me, the whole cats-dogs thing." smirked Hermione.

"Hey, watch it. That's canine profiling….and I resent it." deadpanned Sirius. "And another thing, call me Sirius. Mr. Black makes me feel old."

"Well, if the shoe fits…." smirked Harry.

"Hey, I make the snappy comebacks here." said Sirius with a less than serious glare.

"Sirius, I noticed the few times both Harry and you mentioned Pettigrew, you constantly used the term 'rat' when he came up. Why is that?" asked Susan.

"The slippery bastard is an animagus. A rat to be specific." said Harry.

"Wait, how did you know that, Harry?" asked Remus.

"Well, between my occlumancy practice in Romania, plus Steve getting in touch with his old I.W.C.O. contacts to help in the search, I pretty much narrowed it down years ago." said Harry.

Harry noticed the confused looks on some of the others, but also shock on Remus, Sirius and Susan's faces.

"What? You didn't think that the British ministry was the only group that tracked down criminals, did ya?" asked Harry sarcastically.

"Ya know what? I give up. Trying to figure you out would even give a Ravenclaw a headache, Harry." snarked Hannah.

"It took you three years to figure that out?" quipped Harry with a small smirk.

"Oh, I don't know. Harry seems really straightforward to me." said Luna with a slightly mischievous smirk.

"OH GOOD MERLIN, THERE'S TWO OF THEM!" yelled Neville in extreme sarcasm.

"Yells the guy who fainted in herbology during the class about mandrakes last year." smirked Harry.

"Wait, who told you about that?" asked a blushing Neville.

The group suddenly heard an 'innocent' whistle, causing them to turn in the direction of the sound. The source of the sound was one Emily Potter, who tried to appear as innocent as possible in the situation.

"Ha, a chip off the old block. Hell, you both are from the stories I've heard about Harry." said Sirius.

"Oh please, I'm not a chip off the old block. I'm the whole fucking wall." said Harry with pride.

Once again, the room was full of the laughter of everyone in the area. However, Remus, being a professor and having classes with the Weasley twins, knew that the two were friends with Harry and he could help but pale at a sudden realization.

'If those three ever get to the point of full on 'Marauder partnership', this whole school is beyond fucked.' thought Remus.

The group spoke with each other for about a half hour more before Harry and the others had to start heading for their dorms before curfew.

They each said their farewell's as they went towards their separate dorms, with Harry giving Hermione a kiss goodnight before she headed to the Gryffindor Tower with Emily and Neville. Harry walked alongside Luna towards their dorm, though Harry could tell that something was on her mind.

"Hey Luna, you okay?" asked Harry.

"Oh yes, I'm fine Harry. There's just been a lot on my mind since the start of the school year. I know most people will make snide jokes about that, considering what they say about me around the school, but let them believe what they want. The only opinions that matter are my own." said Luna with a determined look, though still with that dream-like glow in her eyes.

"That's a good philosophy to live by, Luna. Just remember, you're not alone anymore. I'm here if you ever wanna talk, or even just vent." smiled Harry as he placed a hand on her back.

"I know, Harry. And I'll be forever grateful to you and everyone else. This is just something I have to deal with on my own for now. Though, I will let you know if there is a point where you can help." smiled Luna as she glanced at Harry.

"Ok. I completely understand, Luna. I'm here if you need me." said Harry as they arrived at the entrance to the common room. When Harry and Luna arrived at the entrance, the eagle came to life for the entrance riddle.

"They come out in nights, but not in days. Never seen by sunlight, but by moon's rays." The eagle then froze, awaiting the answer from either of the two students.

"Centaur's and Sinestra would love this one…..Stars." said Harry.

The eagle statue moved aside after receiving the answer, allowing both Ravenclaw's entrance. After bidding Luna goodnight and heading to their separate dorms, Harry started wondering how the rest of the term would go, especially Defence Against the Dark Arts. He knew from the schedule that a double defence class fell on Halloween this year, and there weren't many creatures that fit for a class like that. The only exception being a boggart, but what were the odds of that. As soon as Harry got in bed and was about to fall asleep, he realized that his 'I probably just fucking jinxed it' thoughts had struck again.

'I swear if it happens again, a divination tutor, therapist AND a curse breaker. And maybe a few well deserved pranks on James for good measure.' thought Harry as he really wanted to hit himself in the head with a mallet at this point.

October 31st

Defence Against the Dark Arts class

Once again, Harry had tempted fate, and once again, it responded with 'fuck you'. If Harry was honest with himself, and he liked to think he was, this was going from 'mild annoyance' to 'ok, no way this is coincidence' fast. If these scary accurate thoughts weren't enough, Harry had been having dreams where he was a quadrupedal creature. Some nights the dream involved flying, others running. In some dreams he was in a colony of dragons, another he was in a flock of hippogriffs, and recently, one involved being in a herd of unicorns. After every one of these dreams, he woke up with an appendage of the creature his dream involved. Harry also discovered that waking up with the tail of a dragon was not fun at all.

As for fate giving him another 'fuck you', Harry was currently standing with the Hufflepuffs in defense in front of a cabinet which contained….a boggart. Apparently Remus thought it would be a good creature for a lesson on Halloween. Harry's unintentional abilities to predict future events were really starting to both amuse and piss him off. Don't get him wrong, it was fine that he basically 'knew' what was going to happen, but it pissed him off how often he jinxed himself. Considering he was a wizard, jinxing himself seemed like an appropriate term. Though he did see a few idiots actually jinx themselves, that was always funny.

A few students had already faced the boggart and their fears were pretty common. From fear of heights to fear of the dark, to the less common fears, from pixies to leprechauns. Why anyone would fear leprechauns was odd, though there was that one leprechaun horror film years ago, maybe that was it. Though Harry still didn't know where they got the idea to make a jovial and fun-loving creature into a psycho. Well, if you steal gold from the Irish wizard banks they can be a little….over the top. He'd never make fun of the fear though, considering it was Susan who had that particular fear. Harry figured she watched the leprechaun movie with Emily and the Potter's once.

Soon enough, Harry was at the front of the line. Though he was curious what the boggart would turn into, as with everything he had seen over the years, not a lot scared him. The rest of the class was also curious, especially Remus. The small horrific leprechaun, which sounded an awful lot like Flitwick, that was Susan's boggart suddenly started to shift, though what shocked everyone was that it also split in two.

This confused Harry immensely, as he had never known a boggart to do that. Suddenly, the split boggart started to take form, and it wasn't long before they had finished taking shape. The final result had many female students in the class looking on in jealousy, while male students and Remus gazed on with dropped jaws. Harry, however, had gone pale, as well as gained a heavy blush on his face.

The split boggart had taken the form of two extremely attractive females. One female appeared to have patches of fur around her body, along with claws instead of finger nails and wolf legs from the waist down and a wolf tail, which was wagging excitedly behind her. Her golden eyes were focused on Harry as she gave a seductive smile, showing her sharp canine teeth as she licked her lips. This wolf girl had little in the form of clothing, with only a tube top and loin-cloth made of bear fur. You could tell by the slight musculature on the female that she was quite athletic. Her chest was an average size, but it was the firm curve of her hips and ass that showed where this female excelled.

The other female had long red hair, pale skin, red eyes and, like the wolf-like girl, had long canine teeth. However, unlike the other girl, this one was wearing a tight, black, leather catsuit that left little to the imagination. Her breasts, ass and hips were all in perfect balance and looked plenty firm in the catsuit. Like the wolf girl, she was eyeing Harry seductively, with a sultry grin.

Susan and Hannah shared a confused look between each other. They had no idea who these two women were, but the fact that the boggart took the form of both for Harry, something about them must scare the shit out of him.

Remus was shocked at Harry's boggart, as he had no idea why Harry would be scared of the two women in front of him. He could tell from the get go that the red head was a vampire, that much was certain. The other was probably a werewolf who accepted the change before Harry and Steve distributed the potion, thus giving them a more hybrid appearance. Since those who accept the werewolf change are more balanced out between human and beast.

It wasn't long before something happened that was a rarity for boggart's, as most fears were inanimate objects or animals. They started to speak, which only human, half-human, acromantula or humanoid-like creatures could do. As such, a boggart could only speak when they took such forms.

"Harry, it's so good to see you again. Did you miss us?" asked the red head.

"Because we definitely missed you." said the wolf.

"Oh shit. Of all things the boggart could become, it had to be Nadine and Elora?" asked Harry, mostly to himself.

The entire class and Remus suddenly gained looks of realization. Of course Harry would know these two individuals. However, with the way the two phantoms were acting, Remus thought Harry would be jumping at the chance. It was then that Remus remembered a quirk of all Potter men. Every one of them were experts at many things in life, but each Potter male was oblivious to at least one of life's aspects. It seems that Harry's obliviousness came in the form of not understanding a female's advances, at least until they officially got together. Remus couldn't see Harry being oblivious around Hermione, he'd be shredded to ribbons by the nekomata if he was.

What no one knew though, was that Harry was already together with both girls that the boggart was now imitating. That wasn't what scared him though. What scared him was when the two teamed up when flirting with Harry. Now, since Harry had majority creature magic and abilities, it made the sight of his girlfriends and betrothed very tempting for him. It didn't help that come next year, he would be at the 'mating age' for creatures and if what he was seeing now was any indication, Steve would be joking about a surplus of pepper-up potions.

"Riddikulus!" called Harry, firing the spell at the phantoms.

However, to everyone's shock, and Harry's slight horror, the two phantoms avoided the spell, before continuing to give Harry lustful looks.

"Oh Harry. Did you really think it would be that easy?" asked the vampire, phantom Elora.

"Yeah. We may not really be here, but there is no way you're getting rid of us so easily." said phantom Nadine while licking her lips once again.

"Oh, fuck me." said Harry as he paled slightly.

The two phantoms smirked as they started slowly walking towards Harry. Phantom Elora with her hips swaying seductively and phantom Nadine on all fours, her ass swaying with each slow step. This caused a few male students to faint with large blushes on their faces.

"That's the idea, Harry." smirked phantom Elora.

"And this time, you're not getting away." smirked phantom Nadine.

Harry knew there was really only one option at this point. It was an age old backup technique when all else failed. Both men and women used this technique throughout history when faced with insurmountable and unbeatable odds. Harry had used this ancient technique many times in his life, and it saved his ass more times than he cared to count.

"Um, Professor Lupin?" asked Harry.

"Yeah, Mr. Potter?" asked Remus.

"If it's OK with you, I'm gonna run for my life." said Harry, his voice cracking slightly.

"While normally I would have to deny this request. I believe that in this case I can make an exception, as the classroom is warded to keep the boggart here. So yes, I believe in order to prevent harm to a student, and a potentially scarring situation for the rest of the class, you may, as the muggles put it…..leg it." said Remus.

"Thank you, Professor." said Harry as he drew his wand.

Harry was about to use a spell that he had Kate help him with a few years before she officially got with Steve. It was a spell made for quick getaways, he designed it after a specific character from old Looney Tunes cartoons. There was just one embarrassing side effect of the spell that he'll have to fix when he gets to that point in arithmancy. The incantation was actually a comedic name that the specific character was given, which was hard to decide due to how many there were.

"Burn-em uppus asphaltus!" called Harry as he was suddenly surrounded by a light blue glow.

As Harry geared up to run, a sound was suddenly heard from the dark-haired, green eyed wizard. The sound caused many of the still conscious first-gen and united wizards to laugh, knowing where it was from. The sound even caused Remus to chuckle, having seen one or two episodes of this specific character.

"Beep Beep!" the sound came from Harry's mouth exactly like the Road Runner, before Harry disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

The minute Harry was out the door, the boggart returned to its incorporeal form and Remus used a spell to force it back into the cabinet.

"Alright, class dismissed. I won't assign any homework tonight, seeing as one student had to literally run from the class, hence it won't seem fair to everyone. Plus, I know many of you couldn't really handle what the boggart became for you specifically. Thus, consider the no homework, a class treat for you to collect yourselves from today's lesson. Also, just a reminder for the end of year exam, as I will be unleashing the boggart again for said exam, the boggart only takes the forms of your fears, not the abilities. Something Mr. Potter will no doubt be relieved to hear when one of you tells him, right?" asked Remus with a smug grin.

This brought laughter from the class once again, with the full wizards joining in this time. The only reason most of the full wizards didn't laugh at Harry when he ran was because they had never seen Looney Tunes before, the ones that did had first-gen and united friends outside of Hogwarts.

Later that day

Hogwarts Great Hall, Dinner

Harry was currently trying to seem as invisible as possible. News of his boggart during DA had spread quickly throughout the school. If it wasn't the female students looking at him as if analysing him, it was the male students looking at him with looks ranging from awe to jealousy. However, it was his year mates and their light snickering that wasn't helping the blush on his face.

Harry glanced around the great hall, catching the eyes of each of his friends and his sister. Each was trying their hardest not to appear as if they were laughing at him, though Hermione was looking at him in understanding, though it also seemed as if the gears in her head were working overtime as well. It also didn't help that her eyes held the look of a predator who was sizing up its prey. It was both an unnerving and really attractive look on her.

Harry then glanced at Luna, who had the same whimsical look on her face. However, if you looked into her eyes, you could tell she was full of questions. That was one thing Harry was somewhat dreading when the feast was over, as his entire group of friends asked to speak to him in an unused classroom after the feast.

The fact that it's been a few minutes since the desserts were served just reminded Harry that the discussion was going to happen sooner than he wanted. Harry also knew that if he put it off and hid in his dorm, the others would hunt him down relentlessly until he gave them answers, so it would be best to just get it over with.

It wasn't much longer before the feast ended, and the students began leaving the great hall to do some last minute things before curfew. Harry had just exited the hall, deciding to leave last, when his right arm was grabbed by Hermione.

"I hope you weren't thinking of running, Harry." said Hermione with a teasing smirk.

"No, I knew if I did you would hunt me down. So there was no point in running." sighed Harry.

Hermione nodded smugly at Harry, before she started guiding him to the empty classroom they had decided to use for the discussion. Ironically, the room was in the third floor corridor on the right hand side. Harry looked at Hermione with a flat look on his face, but Hermione just shrugged innocently. Harry could swear that Hermione saw that 'Puss in Boots' movie 2 years ago, as she had the 'big innocent eyes' down pat.

It wasn't long before they arrived at the chosen classroom. Upon entering, he saw the chairs arranged in a way that the rest of the group were in a crescent shape with a single chair in front of them. Once again, Harry gained a flat look. It seemed that they wanted to make his explanation as interesting for them as possible. Harry and Hermione took their seats and Harry prepared to explain.

"So Harry, Susan and Hannah told us about your boggart during class today. Mind telling us who Nadine and Elora are?" aske Emily.

"Well, it's a bit of a long story. For starters, Nadine is the daughter of the alpha and matriarch of her pack. As Susan and Hannah can attest, she is an extreme flirt and very sexual creature, but also quite shy at times. It makes her cute. She also has an extremely feral personality. Though, that's what kind of made her attractive, and the most desired female in her pack. We only gave her pack the 'Hunters Will' potion when I first got out of my 'incarceration' after first year. On that day, I gained another girl in my life. Nadine literally kissed me the minute the potion settled." said Harry with a slight smile at the memory.

"Oh, so you gained a werewolf before you got a nekomata? I should feel jealous, but considering it's you….I'll let it slide." said Hermione with a teasing smirk.

"Thanks for understanding Hermio….wait a minute. What do you mean 'considering it's you'?" asked Harry with a raised eyebrow.

This brought a round of chuckles to the group. While Harry was a charmer, it was mostly unintentional. Emily couldn't help but shake her head good naturedly at her brother. He could be so oblivious at times.

"Anyway, so that's how Nadine got involved. Now, how about Elora? As we all recall, werewolves and vampires have a sort of rivalry going on." said Neville.

"Now that one, I got lucky. I'm not referring to the fact that she joined my 'harem', I'm talking about her parents. I'm just lucky they like me. Though, the fact that she was their third child and first of only three daughters so far, I don't blame them for being overprotective." said Harry.

"Ah, her parents are those overprotective types, huh?" asked Daphne.

"Yup, though with her dad's reputation in both combat and his mentality to protect his family at all costs, it's no wonder I'm her first boyfriend. It was actually when I met her that I started work on another project. I'm close to figuring out how to make vampires immune to sunlight. I thought she was gonna jump me right there when I told her that last summer." said Harry.

The entire group blushed when Harry said that. While it was true that magicals physically matured much faster than no-maj's, having to learn about this stuff early, with Pomfrey offering a small course for first-gen's during their mandatory first visit to the hospital wing, it was still a bit embarrassing to hear about.

"As for the rivalry between werewolves and vampires, that's mostly been done away with. Only a werewolf named Fenrir Greyback and his most loyal followers still keep the rivalry going. Though Nadine and Elora do have a rivalry when it comes to flirting with me. That's actually why my boggart was both of them. One on their own in a flirty mood, I can handle. When both team up on the other hand, well, you saw what happened to most of the guys when my boggart started walking towards me." said Harry, while laughing nervously.

Everyone who wasn't in the same defense class as Harry, Susan and Hannah now understood the implication of Harry's boggart. Having one overly flirty and feral girlfriend was nerve wracking enough, but two in the same room trying to outdo each other….yikes.

"So Harry, do these two otherworldly beauties, as you call your girls, have last names?" asked Ginny.

Ginny had been invited to the discussion by Neville. Harry couldn't help but notice that since the chamber fiasco last year, the two were really close. He would have to head off Fred and George before they threatened Neville in the 'you're dating our sister' way. Harry may have been oblivious when it came to his own luck with girls, but he could definitely see it in others.

"Yeah, they do. Nadine's last name is Talbot. Her dad is actually the son and only child of the bastard noble who became the first werewolf. Thankfully he's nothing like the asshole. The guys poor mother, she was a server at a tavern when Talbot turned her and raped her. She managed to escape, but couldn't go home as her parents were some of those who hated the 'unnatural'. Add in the fact that she was pregnant out of wedlock and the era at the time, she fled. However, due to the pureblood laws of that time period, her son was the automatic inheritor of Talbot's estate, name and wealth. After Talbot failed to find the woman, he tried to turn and rape other women….it didn't work out. Especially with that Amazon woman. He just succeeded in creating strong alpha females, who all now lead their own packs to this day." said Harry.

"Yikes, I guess they're glad he's gone now, huh?" asked Tracey.

"Yup. Though a few of them, including Nadine's grandmother, wish that it was them that killed him. In a way, Dracula killing the guy was a kind of mercy. If that Amazon woman got a hold of him….it wouldn't have been pretty." said Harry with a slight flinch.

The others flinched slightly as well, Neville's being the most noticeable. They had all heard of the Amazon culture, and the strong women it bore. It was actually a story among wizards that if you ever marry an Amazon, you NEVER piss them off.

"Ok then. Remind me never to piss off THAT pack. Anywho, what about Elora, what's her last name?" asked Hannah.

At this point, a small tray of snacks was placed on a desk the group placed nearby before the meeting by the house elves. Emily was just taking a sip of pumpkin juice when Harry answered.

"Oh, Elora's last name is Dracula." smirked Harry.

This revelation caused the group's jaws to drop, bar Emily. Emily's reaction caused her to spit out her pumpkin juice before joining the dropped jaws.

"WHEN THE FUCK DID YOU START DATING THE DAUGHTER OF DRACULA!?" yelled Emily.

"Around two years ago. She actually joined my 'coven' as she called it during the summer of my first year. She was pretty damn hot as well. The only thing is that old Drac was, and still is, extremely overprotective of her, and with good reason. The entire Dracula family went with me and Steve to North America the summer after first year and she was almost killed by a Wendigo. We fought it off, but I decided that a wild Wendigo was a danger to both magical and non-magical beings." said Harry.

The entire group was now learning forward in their chairs to hear the story. They knew that this would be an interesting one.

Flashback

Harry, Steve, Dracula and his wife Elizabeth were currently resting in a section of forest right on the border between Canada and the U.S. after Harry and Steve drove off a Wendigo. The beast attacked out of nowhere and had nearly harmed Elora. Dracula himself was incensed that the creature had dared attack his family, especially his daughter.

Right now, Elizabeth was doing her best to calm Dracula down. He would be over comforting Elora, but it seemed that Harry currently had that covered. Dracula looked towards where his first daughter was currently. Elora was on her knees with her arms wrapped around herself, shivering slightly. This had been the first time that Elora had faced a life-or-death situation, as she had never really been outside her home, let alone Transylvania.

Harry was kneeling next to her, rubbing her back comfortingly with one hand, while his other arm was wrapped around Elora in a comforting embrace. Dracula's other kids had all flown off in search of the Wendigo that attacked the group.

While Dracula was also kicking himself for failing to predict something like this happening, seeing as he was rusty from being hidden from the world for a while, he was even more concerned for Elora. Being old fashioned as he was, he had originally attempted to keep his daughters sheltered. What he had seen now, he realized that it was the worst choice. He should have been preparing ALL of his kids for the outside world, both how to interact with the humans and how to defend themselves from any threats.

Though, he was relieved that Harry was there, not that he'd ever openly admit that. He'd never seen Elora as relaxed as when Harry was around her. Before Dracula had met Harry, he would chase off any guy who showed interest in his daughters, but now, he was sure that Harry was the first, and only boy that he would approve of. Though Dracula was still trying to get Harry back for the ballet thing. It was embarrassing having your own kids laugh at a few centuries old vampire being pranked.

Meanwhile, Harry was still comforting Elora. He had managed to calm her down enough at this point that she stopped shaking, but she was now refusing to let him leave her side. Steve had just sent a patronus message to the auror's in the area to keep a lookout for the Wendigo. Harry's mind, however, was focused on what he would do to that Wendigo when they found it.

It wasn't much longer before the remaining members of the group returned from their search. A total of 15 other vampires landed near the group, but appeared frustrated about the situation.

"Drake, did any of you find anything?" asked Dracula as he approached his eldest son.

"No, not for lack of trying. The son of a bitch made it to the nearby town before we lost him. The sun was coming up at the time so we needed to return here before we got fried." snarled Drake in extreme frustration.

"At least you all made it back safe. Thank magic that Mr. Feros and Mr. Potter found this heavily shaded area for us. I just wish we could have caught that bastard before he got away." snarled Elizabeth.

Dracula had to quickly compose himself, seeing as whenever his wife growled or snarled, it was a turn on for him. Dracula knew that it was too late (for vampires anyway) to go hunting for a Wendigo, seeing as it was near impossible to find one when they disguised themselves as human.

"Well, we can't do much now. The sun is out and I don't want to risk anyone in a search. We should get some sleep and continue the search tonight." said Dracula.

While the rest of Dracula's family agreed, you could tell that they were less than happy about it. Elora was even less happy about it, as that meant that she'd have to leave Harry's side until nightfall. Harry noticed Elora's reluctance to leave his side and gently placed a hand under her chin to have her look at him.

"Elora, you've had a hard day. You deserve a rest. Get some sleep, I'll be here when you wake up. I promise." said Harry with a comforting smile.

"You'd better be. I only just told you what you mean to me before that bastard attacked us, I don't want it to end just as fast." said Elora through slight teary eyes.

"Hey, you know me. I've got more lives than a kneazle, more luck than a leprechaun and I'm more stubborn than your own father. If I can survive a fight with trained wizards in Gwidyr forest and take down a troll almost immediately afterwards, I can sure as hell be here when you wake up." said Harry.

Elora slowly nodded at what Harry said, though she didn't miss the hidden meaning in his words. She just hoped that Harry wasn't about to do something stupid, but even she knew that it was a fool's hope. She gave Harry a kiss on the lips before she got up and followed her family to a small cave that Steve made for them to sleep during the day. However, as she walked past Steve, who was by the cave entrance, she turned to him with a serious look in her eyes.

"Keep an eye on him. I know he can handle himself but…." said Elora before Steve cut her off.

"Don't worry. I swear on my life that Harry will be safe. I know every one of his tricks that he uses to sneak off to do something stupid. He won't get by me this time." said Steve with a reassuring smile.

Elora gave a grateful smile in return before she entered the cave. Steve started putting up some protective charms as an extra precaution. It took about five minutes, but he eventually finished and smiled at his work.

"Ok Harry, let's…." said Steve before he turned to where Harry was last, only to see a piece of parchment attached to a nearby tree.

Steve grabbed the parchment from the tree and glanced at what was written on it. The message caused Steve to facepalm at the fact that once again, Harry managed to slip by him.

'Gone hunting, be back by nightfall. Don't worry, I actually have a plan this time.

Signed Harry.' was all the note said.

"DAMNIT HARRY!" yelled Steve. Though there was a slight bit of amusement in his voice.

The reason Steve couldn't really be mad at Harry for this, is the fact that Steve had done something similar to his old C.O. back when he was still a rookie in the I.W.C.O. Hell, he was even promoted for it.

Steve suddenly started laughing, as he had basically the same reaction as his C.O. to. The entire Dracula family happened to hear Steve's outburst and laughed. Even Elora had a small smile on her face, both for the fact that Harry would hunt down a wild, rouge Wendigo for her, and the fact that he could get under Steve's skin so easily.

"Ha! He taught that brat a little too well, didn't he?" asked Drake.

"Well, that's what you get when a semi-retired I.W.C.O. agent teaches an impressionable young child. As they say, when the student is ready, the teacher appears. However, they must be cautious as one day the student will surpass the teacher." said Elora with a small smile.

While Elora was worried about Harry and what he might do, she knew that his alleged (as far as she knew) skills would be enough to keep him alive. Though if there was even a single scratch on him, she would not let him go until they returned to Transylvania.

Town edge

Rocky Mountains

Harry had just reached the edge of the town where Drake and his siblings lost track of the Wendigo. He knew there wasn't much he could do to track the creature, seeing as it was still debated whether it was a curse or if the Wendigo was a vengeful spirit. Though Harry remembered something Steve said about debated creatures like this. Steve always said, 'if you can see it, smell it, feel it, and get thrown through a wall by it, then it's real enough.'.

Not a very encouraging piece of advice, but it was from Steve, so it had some meaning to it, even if Steve could be an ass at times. Harry learned from the best in his honest opinion.

Harry shook his head to clear his thoughts. He could reminisce on the stuff Steve taught him later, right now, he had a beast to hunt. Harry cast a quick glamour spell that Steve taught him, in order to scout out areas. The glamour made him appear as a mid 20's man, so no questions were asked. Harry was just thankful his wand was a custom wand, since the trace was only on pre-made wands. He had a license to use magic in self defence from Steve from his 8th birthday anyway, still, it never hurt to cover all bases.

Harry started his search in areas that he believed a Wendigo would frequent. Such as dive bars, seedy alley's, abandoned storefronts, tax offices, etc.

Harry ended up on his search for a good five hours, stopping to get a quick meal after about 4-and-a-half hours. Harry was getting frustrated at this point, as he had used abilities from every creature that excelled at tracking, but still couldn't find any damn trace of the blasted Wendigo. Harry was currently leaning on a wall near where he had eaten, trying to think of how to find the Wendigo, and what he would do when he found it.

"I swear, when I find that Wendigo, I'm gonna remove its head and mount its antlers on my wall at home." snarled Harry.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY, ASSHOLE?!" yelled a nearby voice.

Harry looked towards the source of the voice, while also catching the distinct smell of rotting flesh. Harry saw a scrawny, sickly looking man, who had an eerie glow in his eyes. The sickly man was also giving Harry an evil look and growling at him.

"Seriously, that's all it took to draw you out?" asked Harry in obvious confusion.

The sickly man didn't answer. Instead, the man started changing in appearance. He grew to about 7 feet tall, his hands changed to claws, his teeth became yellow fangs while antlers grew on his head. The man also gained matted hair all over his body.

"Yup, definitely a Wendigo." said Harry, before he started running in the opposite direction.

The Wendigo began to pursue Harry, roaring in rage at the young wizard, whose glamor had just dispelled when he started running. Harry was curious as to why nobody noticed a young 11-almost-12 year old kid being chased by a large demonic looking creature. What Harry didn't know was that not long after he pulled a houdini on Steve, said wizard sent a patronus message to the auror's once again, letting them know what Harry was doing. Thus, the auror's, while in normal no-maj disguises, placed notice-me-not runes tied to both Harry's and Wendigo magic signatures, to prevent mass panic.

It didn't help that at least two auror's that put up the wards knew Harry, and the boy's penchant for doing something incredibly stupid in certain situations. Such as the chimera incident a few years ago, the nest of pissed off gargoyles, and using a Khalkotauroi to demolish an entire building that held scouts from Greyback's pack. That was one that Harry hoped that bastard of a wolf NEVER found out about.

Harry was leading the Wendigo back to the forest, all the while trying to stay well ahead of the damn thing. Harry's main plan, if you could call it that, was to get as far away from the town and their camp as possible and take the Wendigo out permanently. Harry just hoped he could hit the thing with the wraith destroyer spell he used against Quirrelmort during first year. If that didn't work, it would be irrefutable proof that a Wendigo was a curse and not a spirit.

Harry ran for a further five minutes, with an angry, murderous Wendigo behind him, before he believed he was far enough away from the town. Harry suddenly stopped and turned to face the Wendigo, raising his wand towards the charging creature.

"Espiritus Destructo!" yelled Harry as the mist-like spell shot from his wand towards the Wendigo.

The spell struck the charging creature, but something strange occurred, even for the magical world. The creature suddenly shot back and struck a tree back first, while the human form of the creature remained where the spell impacted, before the human form started to slowly fade from existence.

"Oooook. That explains one thing. It was a spirit, but how in the name of all that is magical is the Wendigo still here and the human body vanished?" Harry asked himself in utter confusion.

Harry suddenly heard a sinister laugh and looked towards the downed Wendigo, who slowly started to get up.

"You were right about one thing boy. Wendigo's are spirits, but I am the Wendigo curse. I gained enough strength to where I could fully trade places with the vile human who was my host. Thus, the human became the spirit, and I am now in the physical world. Now, to END YOU!" yelled the Wendigo as it ran towards the young wizard.

Harry was in a slight panic at this point. Only slightly, mind you. As he was facing down a charging creature that would give even a boggart nightmares. However, Harry mentally slapped himself awake, remembering that this was the asshole that almost hurt Elora. Narrowing his eyes, Harry braced himself to face this creature head-on, deciding to forgo using magic. Harry believed that an attack on someone he cared about by a creature that used close quarters combat deserved to go down the same way. Also, Harry figured that landing a few hard hits on the Wendigo with his bare hands would be therapeutic at this point.

When the Wendigo got close, Harry sidestepped slightly while extending his right arm. The Wendigo was charging too fast to notice, causing him to run into Harry's arm, neck first. Once the creature crashed to the ground, Harry took a few steps back in the direction the creature charged from.

'If there's one thing I hate, it's when rouges like this give the rest of the creatures in the world a bad name.' thought Harry.

Sure, he had killed creatures in the past. However, those creatures were either traitors to their kind, rouges, outright psycho's or, in the case of the dementor he had killed with phoenix fire, hurting the innocent. The reason Harry knew that auror was innocent was the fact that he was a rookie. Harry had seen that auror at the ministry once or twice in training garb. If it was that bastard Dawlish, however, well, no one would blame him if he was a little late in helping.

The Wendigo was slowly getting to its feet, coughing due to the fact that his windpipe was hit pretty hard. It turned towards Harry, glaring at the young wizard in absolute hatred.

"Ya know, considering the fact that your species doesn't wear clothes, I don't see why you needed a clothesline." laughed Harry.

The creature roared before charging at Harry once again. Harry once again braced himself, before he dodged to his left, standing facing to the side as the Wendigo shot past and hit a tree, head first.

"Ole!" yelled Harry when the Wendigo hit the tree.

"So tell me, are all cursed Wendigo this stupid? Or is it just you?" asked Harry in a jovial tone. Though you could tell by the look in his eyes that he was ready to pound the shit out of this thing.

The Wendigo got up once again, and you could tell it was getting tired of being humiliated. It faced Harry before lowering its head so its antlers were pointed at Harry. Running its right foot back about four times, like a bull about to charge, it ran full speed at Harry.

Harry once again braced himself, but this time, he wouldn't be dodging. Mustering up every creature magic involving strength that he could, he drew his right fist back, before sending it forward just as the Wendigo reached him. The impact sent the Wendigo flying backwards with such force that a strong gust of wind followed the Wendigo in its unscheduled flight back to the tree it had hit before.

This time, Harry charged at the creature, intent on ending this once and for all. As the Wendigo staggered to its feet, Harry reached it and slugged it right in the jaw with a right cross, before hitting it in the gut with a left uppercut. Harry then grabbed the Wendigo's antlers, before kicking its right leg, causing it to fall to a knee. Harry then gave a powerful front kick, not only sending the creature to the ground, but his firm grip on the antlers tore them from the beast's head.

The now incredibly pissed off Wendigo stood up once again, the hollow eyes now having a red glow in them. Harry knew that it was now or never, since a pissed off curse could cause some serious damage if it managed to escape. Harry placed the antlers in a bottomless satchel that he had been wearing all day, before turning to the Wendigo and leveling his own glare at the beast.

Harry moved his right hand to behind his back at around the waist area before unleashing a war cry and charging at the Wendigo. Said creature did the same before charging towards Harry.

In a moment that would remind no-maj's of old samurai movies, both fighters ended up on the opposite side of where they started charging at each other, facing away from each other. The Wendigo's right claw had a small amount of blood on it, while Harry's right arm was bent at the elbow in front of his chest, which had five shallow claw marks on it. Harry's hand was also positioned as if he was holding something in reverse grip at one point.

Harry suddenly collapsed to one knee, completely exhausted from the energy he used, both to keep ahead of the Wendigo during the chase, and using the strength on multiple creatures and finally, using dragon durability at the last minute. That was the reason he only had shallow cuts to his chest instead of being gored right through.

The Wendigo smirked, thinking it had won, until it finally noticed a sharp pain in its chest. Looking down, the Wendigo was shocked to see the hilt of a dagger right in the middle of its chest. The Wendigo turned towards Harry in shock, realizing too late that it had lost.

"First rule of combat. If you can't outfight your opponent, out think it." said Harry as he walked towards the Wendigo, who was now on its knees while on its last legs.

"So, I thank you for giving me the opportunity to drive that dagger into your hollow heart." said Harry as he gripped the handle of the dagger.

"That was for Elora." said Harry as he yanked the dagger from the Wendigo's chest.

It wasn't even five seconds before the Wendigo fell to the ground, lifeless. Harry grabbed a rag from the bottomless satchel he had and wiped the dagger clean. After cleaning the dagger, Harry looked at his shirt and groaned for two reasons. The first was that this was his favourite shirt. The second was the fact that Elora was probably not gonna let him out of her sight now, due to the scratches.

"Ugh, I hate when I have to fight idiots like that. I always end up getting in trouble with the girls. Oh well, best to get it over with now." said Harry as he started making his way back to the 'camp' area where Steve and the Dracula family were.

It wasn't long before Harry got back to the little camp, where Steve was waiting, arms folded and tapping his foot. Steve was trying to give Harry a stern look, but Harry could tell Steve was fighting a smirk.

"Ya know, if I was a more fatherly type of person, I'd give you the worst lecture I could think of. However, seeing as you'd ignore it anyway, and the fact that I did the same thing during training, pissed off my C.O. something fierce too, I'll just say I'm glad you got back safe. Don't do it again, even though I know you will. There, guardian warning delivered, ward ready to ignore it. Moving on." said Steve as he began walking to his tent.

Hey, he tried plenty of times to keep Harry safe. Don't blame him if the little shit ended up taking after Steve in the 'Heard what you said, but choosing to ignore it.' mentality. In some ways, it amused Steve how much Harry was like him, it also terrified him in others, pranks being a prime example.

Harry smirked while shaking his head good naturedly, before making his way to his tent. Harry noticed that Steve happened to place Harry's tent close to the cave he made for old Drac and his family. Harry debated going in and giving Elora a last 'goodnight' kiss, before a hand shot out of the tent, grabbing what was left of his shirt and pulling him inside. Harry was about ready to defend himself, until he saw the beautiful red eyes and slightly smirking face of Elora.

"Oh, hey Elora. What are you doing here, I thought you'd be asleep?" asked Harry.

"Well, I was originally, but after Steve put up your tent, I decided to sleep in here for when you got back. Don't worry, dad was OK with it. So he won't try to kill you." smirked Elora.

Harry just smiled at her. It was nice to see that she was much more calm than she was before he left. Though he knew it was only temporary, as if she was awake and grabbed the front of what was once his shirt, she knew he had gotten an injury during his hunt. Even if it was just a scratch.

"Now Potter, you are going to bed and are going to stay there until nightfall, when we go back to Transylvania. And I will be with you until then." said Elora with a slight glow to her red eyes. This made her eyes more mesmerizing in his opinion.

"Not that I'm complaining about spending more time with you, but why?" asked Harry.

Elora just gave him a deadpan look before gesturing to the slow healing scratches on his chest. Harry looked down and winced as he realized that she had already seen the scratches, probably when he arrived and was talking to Steve.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry I got hurt. Give me credit though for killing the damn thing." said Harry.

"I know. It's because of that, and that you did it for me, that's stopped me from going off on you for doing something stupid. That doesn't mean I'm leaving you alone right now though." said Elora as she led Harry to the bed.

Elora got on the bed first, followed by Harry. Before anything else, Elora wrapped an arm around Harry and brought him closer to her chest. She then let out a content sigh, knowing the boy she loved was close.

"See you at sunset, Harry." whispered Elora as she fell asleep.

"That you will, my crimson-eyed beauty." said Harry as he also fell to the sweet embrace of sleep.

Flashback End

The group in the unused classroom had listened to Harry's tale with great interest. Though the women of the group had wistful looks, all of them being fans of romance stories in some form. From romance stories of the cliche variety, to ones with a strong female lead.

"Ya know, I don't know whether to be happy for you, or jealous of you that you got to share a bed with Dracula's first daughter." said Neville with a smug look.

Ginny suddenly elbowed him in the side, causing Neville to grunt in pain. Neville looked at Ginny, seeing her eyes slightly narrowed at him, causing said boy to sweat.

"Happy it is." said Neville rather quickly.

This caused the group to laugh, as well as provided the final bit of proof that Neville and Ginny were an item. This caused Harry to smirk, since he knew how fiery red-heads could be. Though Neville did have one advantage, his red-headed girlfriend wasn't an immortal creature with near infinite strength.

"So Harry, any interesting stories with Nadine?" asked Ginny.

"Well, the only one I can think of is last summer." said Harry, gaining a heavy blush.

"Oooh, judging from the blush, I'd say it's an interesting tale. Do tell, what happened, Harry?" asked Luna.

"W-well, I guess the best way to start would be that Nadine helped me 'officially' get to, what American no-maj's call, second base in our relationship." said Harry, his blush getting heavier.

Flashback

It was a beautiful day in the Alaskan wilderness. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the animals, both no-maj and magical, were doing what they alway did. Steve and Harry were currently visiting the local werewolf pack. This pack had a more semi-wolf appearance. From the elbows down on their arms, there were different colors of fur. Their lower bodies were that of bipedal wolves. All had wolf ears, elongated canine teeth and yellow eyes.

The males of the pack only wore loincloths made of various animal furs. The females wore the same, but also had tube-top like bras, also made of various animal furs. Currently, Harry and Steve were enjoying a meal with Jason Talbot, his wife Kara and his youngest daughter, Nadine.

Ironically, it was also Harry's official birthday, as the Sherwood Forest visit was a full week ago. As such, Nadine planned something special for Harry. Ever since she got together with Harry, she had done subtle things to get his attention and attract the eyes of the young wizard. Such as running on all fours, adding an extra sway to her hips when she walked in front of him, even adding a seductive growl when talking to him on occasion.

She knew that these subtle things worked, as she had caught Harry looking, as well as blushing on occasion. Though this year, she was hoping to take the relationship to the next level. Not all the way, mind you. He wasn't 14 yet. But she wanted to hit at least second base before he left for wherever he goes with Steve next week.

As strange as it sounds, Nadine actually went to her parents for advice. It was Kara who eventually gave her the advice, and considering the blush Nadine's father gained when Kara mentioned an old trick, Nadine knew she would like it. It turned out, after a private conversation with her mother, that she did like the idea, though blushed at what it would involve. Luckily, she already had everything she needed for her plan, the most important piece being leftover from an old hideout from when she was a pup. Now, she just had to wait for the right moment.

Currently, the group were finishing up their meal, which consisted of a heavy meat selection. Steaks, pork chops, lamb, chicken and such. Discussion around the table was mostly small talk. Though there was laughter when Harry told Nadine and her parents how Steve finally got together with Kate.

"Yeah, I'm gonna get this little shit back for that. But I'm glad he pulled that prank. As Kate said, it finally got my head out of my ass. Good thing to, as at the point, the only ass I wanna be in is…." said Steve before he became completely silent.

"We don't need to hear about your sex life, Steve. Even though you seem to love ribbing me about my love life." snarked Harry.

Steve just glared at Harry for about 5 seconds, before he took out his wand and reversed the silencing charm Harry placed on him. Steve always felt like an idiot when Harry cast spells on him without being able to notice.

"How are you so fucking sneaky when you cast spells at me?" asked Steve.

"I dunno, skill?" snarked Harry.

"Smartass." quipped Steve.

The three Talbot's at the table couldn't help but laugh at the banter between Steve and Harry. These two were more like brother's than either would admit. They acted the same, did stupid things basically the same way, even pranked the same….ok, so Harry was much better, but who's keeping track.

Anywho, once all the food was cleared up by the group, Nadine turned to face Harry, who was sat across from her. She had a light blush, seeing as she was about to go through with her plan. That didn't mean she wasn't nervous though. She may be a flirt, but this was the first time she was about to go this far, so she was nervous, but also giddy with anticipation.

"Hey Harry, I have something to show you. Follow me." said Nadine as she got up, grabbed Harry's arm and started dragging him away.

Jason just lowered his head and shook it in amusement, while also hiding a blush of his own. He knew what his daughter was about to do, since his wife did the same thing to move their relationship forward. Kara still did that every once in a while, to 'keep the fire going'. So when Jason heard Kara telling Nadine how to help Harry progress in their relationship, he couldn't help but blush thinking of his wife like that.

Kara, on the other hand, just smiled after her daughter. She knew her advice would work for Nadine, not just because she had an idea of what Harry liked in a female, but because Nadine was her mother's daughter, from personality, to physical attractiveness. She only hoped that things worked out, both for her daughter and the overly oblivious boy.

"Uh, am I missing something here?" asked Steve.

"Well, ever since you gave us that 'Hunter's Will' potion and made us what we are today, and since those two got together, Nadine has been giving Harry signs that she wants to advance their relationship. Subtle to those around her, but obvious if you're the target. Unless you're Mr. Potter, apparently." laughed Jason.

"Signs? Like what?" asked Steve.

"Oh, just stuff that I taught her. Things like adding an extra tempting sway to her hips when she walks, adding a light growl to her voice when she talks. Though I think my personal favorite, and I think my husband here will agree, is walking on all fours. It really puts the focus on my ass when it waves back and forth with each step. Don't you agree, Honey?" asked Kara, taking a side glance at her husband.

Jason was now completely red faced. He may be the alpha male of the pack, but he was still a bashful sap when it came to his mate.

"I do, very much. Though I'm very concerned for the males that our unmated daughters go for." said Jason.

"Why, because you fear the males might hurt them?" asked Kara with a stern look.

"No, because those males won't stand a chance against our daughters. You taught them to flirt and attract mates after all." smirked Jason.

"So, what exactly did you teach your daughter? From the way you described teaching her, I'd say it is your ace technique." said Steve.

"Oh, it is. I used it on the bashful alpha here when we first started going out. He was much like Harry, in the fact that he was taking it to slow for a wild gal like me. I just gave my daughter the tips. It was up to her to set the stage. As for what I told her to do, well…." said Kara as Steve leaned in to hear better, hoping this would be good blackmail material.

With Harry and Nadine

Small Cave Entrance

Nadine had dragged Harry to the entrance of a small cave. A cave she now used only to store trinkets and old memories that she had from childhood. She used it as a kind of hideaway when she was a pup. Now, while the entrance was a little smaller for her now, it would work perfectly for her plan. Her heart was pounding in her chest and the excitement was building for what she was going to do, both to progress her relationship with Harry, as well as a form of birthday gift for him.

"So, why did you bring me out here Nadine?" asked Harr.

Harry was a little curious about what was going on. Though he had to admit to himself that the view of Nadine's hips swaying as she basically dragged him here was one hell of a sight.

"Well, I've been waiting for this all year. Since it's your birthday, I thought I'd do something special for you. I've wanted to progress our relationship to at least second base, since you still have a year left until full maturity among the creature community." said Nadine.

"Ok. forgive me for sounding stupid, but….what's second base? I'm familiar with the sports term, since Steve got me into Baseball. His favorite team is some kind of bird. Blue Jays, I think. However, I get the feeling I'm missing the meaning when you say it." said Harry.

"Oh, don't worry. You'll know what I mean once we get inside the cave. Though I might need a hand soon." giggled Nadine.

Before Harry could ask what she meant, Nadine was already on her hands and knees, crawling into the cave entrance. Nadine knew that it wouldn't be a smooth entrance, she had grown into her curves this year, being 3 years older than Harry. Many of the males in the pack have said she has her mother's hips and ass, and the females of the more beast-like humanoid creatures would take that as a compliment, along with phrases like 'Wild Gal' or 'Feral Femme Fatale'.

As Nadine was, rather slowly, making her way into the cave, it was becoming obvious that her hips wouldn't be getting through easily. Even Harry noticed that she would need help getting into the cave. Harry's eyes suddenly widened.

'That's what she meant by needing a hand? I'm actually gonna have to push her….' thought Harry before his thoughts were interrupted by a light thump and small grunt.

Harry's eyes slowly drifted to Nadine, who was now stuck in the entrance to the cave. She was slowly stamping her legs on the ground, muffled moans coming from inside the cave as well. Harry knew that Nadine wanted him to join her inside the cave, the thing is, he'd have to push her ass to help her get inside first. Though the fact that she was acting so calm at her situation told Harry one thing.

'She planned this. Her sexy ass actually planned this.' thought Harry, not realizing the irony of his thoughts.

Deciding to get it over with to see what else she had planned for today, Harry slowly approached Nadine, who had switched to wiggling her hips slightly, though didn't seem to be in a rush. Once Harry was close enough, he knelt down so Nadine's butt was at his chest level, before swallowing a lump in his throat. Slowly extending his hands, palms out, it felt like an eternity, but was in reality a few seconds. His hands finally made contact with Nadine's butt, causing said werewolf's hips to buck at the foreign contact.

Harry gave a light, yet firm test push, getting a muffled 'Mmph" from inside the cave. Nadine's tail actually started wagging at this point, which was further proof that Nadine planned this. Though the wagging tail also showed that she was enjoying this. Maybe that was what she meant by 'second base', but he'd have to wait until they got inside the cave to be a hundred percent sure.

Adding more force to his next push, Harry heard another muffled moan, along with Nadine shaking her hips again. Her tail was still wagging, which made Harry push once again, adding his upper body strength this time. Harry felt her hips collide with the edges of the cave entrance, showing where most of the trouble was.

Harry stopped pushing to catch his breath for a minute. Moving closer to the entrance, while placing his right hand on Nadine's left cheek so he could angle himself better to see if he made progress, Harry noticed that her hips hadn't popped out of the entrance this time. Moving back to his kneeling position behind Nadine, Harry channelled werewolf strength through his body so's not to hurt Nadine, before thrusting his hands forward and forcing Nadine forward slightly.

Instead of light pushes in succession this time, Harry kept continuous pressure on his werewolf girlfriend's butt. This kept up for five full minutes, during which time Nadine started stamping her legs and running her feet on the ground to help Harry's efforts.

Without much warning, Nadine finally shot through the entrance, Harry falling through almost immediately afterwards. Both wizard and werewolf slowly got up into seating positions, dusting themselves off from the fall through.

"Well, I knew that was gonna happen, but I didn't think it would take that long. My butt isn't really that big already, is it?" asked Nadine.

The tone of her voice told Harry that this was a genuine question. He didn't want his answer to be insulting to her. Especially since she had basically let him touch her ass, intentional situation or not.

"No, it isn't. I say this with the utmost honesty, and with the hope you don't hit me for it. Your butt is perfect for you. Great size, athletically firm and above all, pleasing to the eyes. Though, don't think that's the only thing I love about you. I love your personality, I love the fact that you can go from confident to shy in an instant and most of all…." said Harry as he moved closer to Nadine.

Harry gently cupped her chin, raising her head so their eyes met, before lovingly kissing her.

"I love you." whispered Harry.

Without warning, Nadine pounced on Harry, sending him to his back. Nadine then straddled his waist before leaning down and starting to make out with him. During their makeout session, Harry's hands landed on Nadine's back. Harry was initially confused when Nadine grabbed both his hands, while still making out with him. His confusion didn't last long however, as Nadine slowly started guiding Harry's hands down her back to her hips. She eventually guided his hands past her hips to the firm cheeks of her ass.

Nadine broke the kiss with Harry for a moment to give them both time to get air. She also gave him a loving look before smiling at him.

"This is part 2 of my gift to you for your birthday. Your first second base makeout session." smiled Nadine.

"Well, you won't hear me complaining. Though, I'm curious, if getting you in was part 1, and this is part 2, what's part 3?" asked Harry.

This brought a mischievous smirk to Nadine's face.

"Well, how else do you expect me to get this ass through that entrance?" asked Nadine as she gave her right cheek two light pats.

'BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!' thought Harry as he went back to making out with Nadine.

Flashback End

The entire group, including Harry, had heavy blushes at the end of the story. Neville had even fainted somewhere in the midpoint of the story, with Ginny trying to revive him while still listening.

"Well, I didn't say the tail of my time with Nadine last summer would be family friendly. Though that birthday was definitely one to remember." said Harry.

The others, including a now conscious Neville, couldn't help but agree with Harry on that. casting a quick tempest spell, Emily was shocked to see the group had only 10 minutes before curfew. Harry's stories ran longer than they thought.

"Shit, we'd better get moving or we'll get busted for being out after curfew." said Emily.

Everybody started scrambling to exit the classroom. Harry gave Hermione a goodnight kiss, but she stopped him a moment and whispered in his ear.

"Meet me at the three broomsticks on the next Hogsmeade weekend." whispered Hermione, before walking off with more sway to her hips than usual.

Harry found that slightly out of character for her, but shrugged it off and ran off down the hall with Luna. they arrived at the Ravenclaw common room with a full minute to spare, but both were exhausted from the run.

"Well, I'd better get to bed and get my energy back. Merlin knows what's gonna go on tomorrow, or even the rest of the year. Goodnight Luna." said Harry as he made his way to his dorm.

"Goodnight Harry." said Luna as she also made her way to her dorm.

As Luna was getting into bed, ready for the comforting embrace of sleep, many thoughts were going through her head. However, just like many nights for the past few weeks, one thought was always a constant.

'Should I tell Harry the truth, will he still see me as a friend?' thought Luna.

She knew the answer was obvious, but years of having people like Ron Weasley call her 'Looney' Lovegood had affected her self confidence. She just hoped she could get the courage to tell, at least, Harry the truth. Only time would tell.

AN: I thank everyone for being patient with me, as I said, I'm trying to make the chapters longer each time, and that takes time (and a decent amount of writers block on a single chapter). Anyway, here's the most recent chapter, as always, please review. NO FLAMES! And as you've noticed, we've started getting into the mature/lime content. One final reiteration, LEMONS ARE 4TH YEAR ON! It's explained why in both the previous and this chapter.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed the chapter, and I'l see you all in the next one.