A/N: Hello there.

I realise that it probably isn't the best idea to start a new fic whilst re-writing 'Nice Kitty', but this plot bunny has been lying in wait for a while, and it finally pounced.

'What's this new story' you ask? Well, I can only tell you a few details. After those, you'll just have to read on and find out for yourself.

This is a cross-over fic. Harry Potter and Twilight. It starts off a few months after the final battle, and about eighty-two pages into New Moon.

I have really used my 'artistic license' on this one.

I've changed a few things so that they relate to this plotline.

Sirius is alive. As is Remus. They are happily married. Their son, Teddy, is a Metamorphmagus, but this has nothing to do with Tonks. It is simply that the gene descended down the Black line through Sirius, and decided to make an appearance.

Fred Weasley didn't die in the final battle. Percy did. He died when he dived in front of Fred and took the 'Avada Kedavra' curse for him.

Draco Malfoy became a spy for the Light when he was forced to take the Dark Mark in the summer before his sixth year. Draco's father disowned him in his will. His name is now 'Draco Black', or 'Draconis Severus Lupin-Black' if he's in trouble. I'll explain why later on.

Harry and Draco became friends secretly in their fourth year, after Ron abandoned Harry in his jealousy. They were partnered together for a potions project, and during the two months that the project spanned, they spent many, many hours together, and they realised that they weren't so different after all. Their hate and animosity faded quickly, and they eventually became friends.

They even dated for a while, but they decided in the end that they were better off as close friends. And close friends they are.

Ron isn't Harry's friend. At all.

He didn't like it when Harry came out after the 'Cho Chang' debacle in fifth year, and then he blew up when he discovered Harry's friendship, and part-time relationship, with 'that slimy, arrogant prick of a ferret', Draco (who was then a) Malfoy.

Harry and Hermione are very close. More siblings than best friends.

Remus and Sirius adopted Harry, Hermione, Draco, Neville, Luna, and Blaise after the Final Battle.

Hermione's parents were killed in a car accident in Australia two months before the Final Battle. Hermione found out two weeks after the battle.

Draco's mother was killed by his father when she refused to fight for the Dark. His father was killed by Kingsly Shacklebolt, who is now the Minister of Magic.

Neville's parents were killed in a raid of Saint Mungo's. His gran was killed in the Final Battle, but she took five Death Eaters with her.

Luna's father was executed by Death Eaters after Luna's escape from Malfoy Manor.

Blaise's mother was killed during the Final Battle, as she protected her son from a group of Death Eaters.

Blaise, Neville, and Luna all kept their names. Harry and Hermione added Lupin-Black to theirs. I've already told you of the changes Draco made.

Jacob is seventeen and Seth is sixteen. They are part of the La Push pack.

If you read on and become confused, please tell me where and why, and I'll either explain if you've missed something, or I'll write something in if I've forgotten to write the details.

This fic is rated 'M' for a reason

It contains SLASH and MPREG. If either or both offend you, you should stop reading now.

This story is about people healing both physically and mentally, and finding love along the way.

There will be laughter, there will be tears, are there will be more than a few howling wolves. Enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the works of J. K. Rowling or S. Meyer. The plot is mine, and the original quirks and details are mine, but I do not own the characters. I am writing this for pleasure, not for money.

All reviews and questions are welcome!

Chapter One: Pack Meeting

"Harry."

"Harry, wake up!"

Harry just groaned, and snuggled further under his duvet.

"Harry! Get your arse up now!"

Harry moaned, and sleepily told his awakener to kindly 'Fuck off'.

This response didn't please Draco.

"Harrison James Potter Lupin-Black! Get your lazy arse up now before I hex you beyond recognition!" He yelled in Harry's ear.

Harry was suddenly wide awake. He sat up and glared at his best friend, rubbing his ringing ear.

"What is it? Can't you see that I was sleeping?" He asked, his tone exasperated. It wasn't the first time Draco had woken him up like this.

Draco just raised a perfect blond eyebrow at him, immune to his glares.

"Yes, I think we have established the fact that you were sleeping." He sneered.

After a moment he dropped the sneer, and replaced it with a smirk and a light of excitement in his eyes.

"Remus called a pack meeting." He said, fighting back a grin.

Harry sighed dramatically, annoyed that his sleep had been interrupted. But they both new that he was just as excited as Draco was. Remus didn't call a pack meeting for nothing. He nodded his head and got out of his bed.

"I'll be down in five minutes." Harry said, before walking around the room, picking up various toiletries and items of clothing as he went.

"Five minute to get ready?" Draco asked disdainfully. Harry just stuck out his tongue in response. In turn Draco rolled his eyes and strutted out of the room. Elegantly, of course.

..~*~..

Harry came downstairs a few minutes later, in his usual attire. Jeans and a T-Shirt, both designer label because of Draco, and his ebony hair free to fall in large curls to his waist. His emerald eyes were unguarded by his glasses. He had no need for them.

Draco had persuaded Harry to stop cutting his hair in his fifth year, and he had gotten his eyesight corrected in his sixth. Harry really did look better without his 'ghastly muggle glasses' and his 'horrible plebeian hair-cut'.

At the age of seventeen he stood at 5'7". He was slim, but he was muscled. Both quidditch and his training had seen to that.

Harry and his now adopted siblings had received training from Remus, Sirius, and Snape since the start of Harry's fifth year. Harry had written to Remus and Sirius after his first DADA lesson of the year, and the adults had quickly taken charge of the children's DADA education, as well as teaching them other skills such as Occlumency and advanced duelling. The training continued into their sixth year.

Half-way through that year, the whole group became Animagi. Coincidentally, they were all wolves in their Animagus forms. They really were a pack.

Because of their new-found wolf forms, the teens had ran with Remus and Sirius many times for the full moon, until Remus stopped taking the Wolfsbane Potion.

You see, the Wolfsbane Potion was designed for short-term use only, and the prolonged use of the potion was causing Remus pain that had nothing to do with his transformation. It was also making him sickly before and after his transformations.

After Remus stopped taking the potion, the full-moon transformations became easier and easier, until Remus finally accepted Moony, and they became one identity instead of two. They were the same person now.

A few weeks after this had taken place, Harry, Draco, Hermione, Blaise, Neville, and Luna were all play-fighting in the back garden behind Remus and Sirius' house. Sirius had phased and joined in, and Remus had been content to sit and watch them play.

Ten minutes after he had started watching, however, Remus felt what had been an itch become a sharp pain in his chest. Tremors shook his body, and he had fallen to the ground. The others had rushed to him, worried whines escaping their muzzles, and they surrounded his body, licking and nuzzling him, pleading the tremors and the pain to stop. Eventually it did, and Remus phased then and there, right in front of their eyes. The sun had been high in the sky, and the full moon had been weeks away.

It was that day that they discovered that Remus could phase by will.

After that, the pack ran together whenever they could, apparating or port-keying to forests, or even to the Room of Requirements at Hogwarts during the school term. It was a great way to blow off steam and to re-establish the pack bonds.

Remus was Alpha, and though Sirius ran closest to his right flank, Harry was the true Beta. When Remus and Sirius weren't with them, Harry was the Alpha of the pack, and Draco was his Beta.

Draco may have been physically stronger and taller, but Harry was stronger both magically, and mentally. He was a good leader, and a great Beta for the completed pack.

As Harry walked down the hallway towards the kitchen, a pair of slim arms wrapped around his waist, and a golden blonde head rested itself on Harry's shoulder. Harry smiled and greeted his sister.

"Morning Lu." He said, hugging Luna back. He pressed a kiss to her cheek, before pulling away gently. He took her hand, and they walked together to the kitchen.

The sight that met them as they walked in had Harry in a dilemma whether to 'aww' at the cute scene, or to scold the perpetrator. He chose the latter, and held onto his manly pride.

"Neville Frank Longbottom, what is the rule about allowing Teddy to phase before ten in the morning?" He scowled at his brother. "You know that it gets him over-excited!"

The little cub in Neville's arms proved Harry's point by yapping and squirming, his fur changing colour rapidly. Teddy could phase at will, just like Remus.

Neville looked sheepish, and unconsciously bowed his head, tilting it to the side a little to expose his neck. An act of submission, as was natural to Neville. Teddy was the only one beneath him in the pack order, after all.

After another scowl in Neville's direction, he rounded on the smirking boy who was hiding in plain sight.

"And you! Blaise, you are just as responsible when you are looking after Teddy! Even more so! There is a reason why you come after Draco in the pack order. I trust you not to let this happen again, no matter how cute Teddy is in the morning." Harry shook his head at his ex-boyfriend, disappointed.

Blaise too bared his neck, and he mumbled a 'sorry'.

Harry then turned to Teddy himself.

"Cub, we have all talked about this. No phasing in the early morning." Harry said, before taking the four-month-old squirming cub from Neville's arms. Teddy stilled instantly, his eyes wide as they turned a green to match Harry's, his fur shifting to an ebony tone.

He was a miniature version of Harry's wolf form, just without Harry's scars.

"Yes, yes, you're very cute. That doesn't change the fact that it's too early for you to be phasing." Harry said, looking down at his brother seriously. "Phase back, Teddy." Harry said, putting a little Alpha weight behind his voice. Teddy's little body trembled a little, and then where there had been a little wolf, there was now a little human.

Harry took the nappy and baby suit from Neville's out-stretched hands, and dressed his brother, chuckling a little as Teddy squirmed when his tummy was tickled. Teddy gave a happy squeal, and his ebony locks flashed to his customary happy turquoise.

As Harry sat down at the kitchen table, Blaise handed him Teddy's bottle. After testing the temperature on his wrist, he held it for his baby brother, and watched as Teddy sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, his eyes wide, still Harry's emerald green, his little hands playing with Harry's spare fingers. After a couple of minutes, he let the bottle go from his mouth, and Harry swapped the bottle with a burping cloth that he draped over his shoulder, before he picked up his brother and patted his back gently. After hearing the little burp, he wiped away the spittle from around Teddy's mouth, and then gave the baby to Neville so that he could make breakfast.

Hermione walked into the kitchen whilst Harry was getting out the ingredients, and she greeted everyone before she went to help Harry cook breakfast. Remus and Sirius came down a few minutes later, and Draco a couple of minutes after them.

There was idle chatter as breakfast was made, and then there was nothing but the sound of chewing, the scrape of the knives and forks on the plates, and the occasional babble from Teddy, who was cuddled on Sirius' lap as his papa ate.

After everyone finished eating and the kitchen was cleaned up, Remus led the way into the room that doubled as both a lounge, and a meeting room. After everyone had settled on the various chairs and couches, he finally spoke.

"Alright, before I say anything, you should remove your glamours." He said, before staring each and every one of them down before they could voice their protests.

"You are with us, we are your pack, and we love you and everything about you. Your scars are part of who you are. You don't have to hide them from us." He told them, putting a little Alpha into his voice to help them past their insecurities.

There was a collective sigh, before one by one they brought out their wands and disabled their glamour charms.

Luna had the least scars. She had a slim white line that halved her left eyebrow, and continued down to the side of her nose. She had a myriad of marks around her wrists and ankles, and she had a burn scar on her right hip from a spell that had grazed her.

Harry had the most.

His back and torso were crisscrossed with fine lines of white, and he had four claw-marks on his back that started on his right shoulder, and ended just under the left side of his ribcage. He had a large puncture scar on his arm from the Basilisk, because, though Fawkes' tears had saved him from the poison, the scar refused to fade. He had two identical scars, one on either side of his spine at his waist, where he had been stabbed. He had corresponding scars on his belly. He had two burn scars on his chest, one from the Horcrux Locket, and one from the dragon he fought in his fourth year. His left hand read 'I Must Not Tell Lies', and he hand small scars that matched Luna's on his wrists and ankles. His legs had little marks here and there from various cuts and spells. His elegant neck was unmarked, as was his face apart from his famous lightning-bolt scar.

He was still very beautiful, but whenever anyone outside of his pack had seen his scars, they would gasp and stare at him. These reactions plus the memories of how he got them gave him a good reason to hide the scars, and he rarely took off his glamours.

There was a moment of silence whilst everyone collected themselves, broken only by the baby noises Teddy made sporadically.

"Thank you." Remus said, and then he sat down and took hold of Sirius' hand.

"You know that Sirius and I have been talking for a while about relocating." He stated. There was a murmur of assent, and a rustle of clothing as people nodded or got more comfortable.

"We found a place." He told his adoptive children with a smile.

The noise level of the room rose drastically as questions were shouted and the excited teens guessed where they were going. Remus gave them a moment, and then he nudged his husband. Sirius handed Teddy over, whose hair changed to match Remus', and waited as Remus covered the baby's sensitive ears with his hands. Then he brought his fingers to his lips, and whistled loudly and shrilly. The teens flinched and covered their ears, before turning back to their adoptive parent, their expressions ranging from apologetic (Neville), to annoyed (Draco).

"We are moving to a small town called Forks, in Washington, America." He told them.

The noise level rose again as the teens speculated, and they created wild fantasies about living in America.

Draco's voice rang out loud and clear.

"Who on earth names a town after a piece of cutlery?"

To be continued…

Post A/N: All questions and reviews are welcome.