Hello, fans of Wolf's Rain and Harry Potter! I decided to write this story on a whim and discovered that I actually liked writing this better than my other one (check it out if you want). Updates will be infrequent because I have a busy precollege life, but I've already gotten nearly ten chapters ready to publish. I'll spread them out so it won't seem like I'm dumping info and then ditching it.

Enjoy!

-GH

Snow fell lightly in the magical town of Godric's Hollow on a chilly October night in 1979. It was a rather small town, so small in fact that there were hardly any people outside of their homes, even though it was only eight o'clock at night. It was one of those towns where nearly everyone knew each other and it had a country feel to it without missing any of the necessary stores. This was why James and Lily Potter decided to move there.

The house in which the couple lived was near the edge of Godric's Hollow. It was not a large house, nor a small one. It had two stories with a master bedroom, a guest bedroom, and a bathroom for each on the second floor. There was a kitchen and dining room, a living room, and a study on the first floor. It was just big enough to comfortably hold a family of three, although only two inhabited the house.

A man and a woman were huddled together on a couch in the living room of this house, reading together from a book as the snow silently fell outside the large window behind them. Their names were James and Lily Potter. James Potter was rather handsome with scraggly black hair and blue eyes. He wore large, round glasses that rested easily on his nose and there were traces of smile wrinkles around the edges of his eyes. His tenor voice range clear and strong throughout the living room as he read through each chapter. Lily's beauty matched her husband's perfectly to create the perfect couple. Her long brown hair fell gently down her back and shoulders as her green eyes peered eagerly over James's shoulder at the book. Every once in awhile, she would shift her gentle gaze and features to stare at her husband's face lovingly before turning back to the book.

They were what some would consider to be recently married (they had just celebrated their two year anniversary) and had just moved into their new home. All of their belongings had been unpacked, but the house still had an air of James had just finished a chapter when Lily spoke.

"James, I'm getting stiff. Why don't we take a walk outside for a bit?"

James looks out the dark window. "Right now? It's pretty late," he replied.

Lily giggled. "That's the best time to take a walk. Haven't you ever stood outside and stared at the stars? It's magical."

James grinned cheekily back at her. "Honey, we are magical."

Lily scowled at him. "You know what I mean." She stood up and started pulling at her husband's arm. "Come on. Get your jacket on. We're going for a walk."

James sighed and slowly got up.

Together, they opened the hallway closet and slipped into their jackets. They picked up their wands from the table next to the front door and headed out.

"Lumos," said James, but Lily protested.

"You won't be able to see the snow if you do that," she scolded.

"We won't be able to see where we're walking if I don't."

"Yes, we will. Our eyes will adjust."

James sighed and canceled the spell and they continued walking down the street in the direction of the community graveyard. The street was dark and quiet, only lit by the occasional light from a nearby house. Lily maintained a constant upward glance, staring at the twinkling stars as James led her down the sidewalk.

They reached the graveyard and James said, "Haven't we gone far enough yet? It's getting very late."

Lily sighed at him as if he were a little kid on a road trip asking "Are we there yet?" every five minutes. But she relented as she was becoming tired as well. As they began to turn, however, Lily heard a soft whimpering coming from the dark graveyard. She gripped James's sleeve tightly. It is not uncommon to see ghosts in magical towns such as theirs and most of them were friendly, but this didn't sound like a ghost to Lily. Plus, they had heard some of Voldemort's Death Eaters had been spotted nearby.

"Did you hear that?" she asked.

"Hear what?" James replied.

"That sound. Coming from over there."

"You're just imagining things."

"No, I'm not. Listen. There it is again."

"Maybe we should head back home."

"Wait, James. It sounds like a puppy."

She let go of James's arm and started walking toward where she thought the whimpering was coming from.

"Lily, wait. That's not a very good idea. It could be one of Voldemort's traps," James called after her.

Lily ignored him and continued walking. James finally gave up trying to persuade her to come back and followed after her, wand out and at the ready. Lily stopped in the middle of the yard and looked around.

"I could have sworn it came from around here," she mused.

"Lily, honey, let's go back. Whatever was here before is gone now," James pleaded with her.

Lily looked around her one last time before heading back toward James. The noise came again. This time it sounded like a baby's coo, very near to where she is standing. Lily turned back around and marched around the back of one tombstone. She kneeled down to get a closer look at the thing making the sound. As she stood back up, she was holding something very tenderly in her arms.

"James, look. It's a baby!"

James rushed over to her and stared at the bundle of blue blankets in her arms. Sure enough, wrapped in several layers lay a baby boy, about two or three months old. He had snow-white skin, black hair and startlingly blue eyes. If he had been awake when Lily had heard him whimpering, he showed no sign of being so, for he was sound asleep in Lily's arms now.

"I don't like this, Lily. Why would someone just leave their baby here like this?"

"I don't know. Maybe they were in trouble."

The bundle in Lily's arms shifted a bit and one blanket fell over the baby's face. Lily pulled it back so that it would not inhibit his breathing. . . and nearly dropped the baby. She stifled a scream as she whispered hoarsely to James, who had begun scouting the area for enemies or traps.

"James! James!"

James rushed back through the ankle-deep snow back to Lily and the baby.

"What is it?! What's wrong?!

Lily silently held out the blanket for him to see, hands shaking. Where the normal, human baby boy had been just seconds before, lay a sleeping, jet-black wolf cub.

What did you think? Horrible? Fantastic?

Let me know in the reviews. It makes me so happy when I get the little email notification that tells me someone followed/favorited/reviewed. Review notifications are the best though.

And don't be afraid to point out any mistakes, whether it be grammar, punctuation, verb tense (I did decide to switch tenses while I was writing), or storyline. I try to proofread, but sometimes my eyes just skim over the words and my brain doesn't register a mistake. It's very embarrassing when I call myself good at grammar and then make some dumb mistake. PLEASE TELL ME! Thank you.

Not sure when the next update will be. Probably when I remember. No telling when that will be.

See you later,

-GH