Bane of Anguish

Chapter 6

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"Harry?" Remus questioned. He had a look of panic on his face. For a good reason too- Harry never acted this way.

"There's some kids at school, Dad. They ... They're different. They ... are not human. I'm not sure what they are, though."

Remus regained his composure. He had to figure what was wrong, not panic.

"Different how?" He questioned.

"Well, the Cullens, they are tan, really athletic looking. When I was talking to Jess, they seemed to have heard what we were saying. But they were across the room, that's not possible, right?"

Super-strong hearing. Remus filed that away for later. "What else?"

"A boy named Seth, he's really pale, but look like he shouldn't. He has amber colored eyes and apparently skips a lot of school."

A different creature. Pale, amber eyes, and avoids humans a large part of the time.

Harry just looked at his dads' face while was thinking, not liking the look in his eyes.

"Dad, what I smelled in the woods, could it have been either one of them? Come, we have a lot to figure out."

Edward, Alice, and Jasper left school as fast as they could, in a rush to get home. Their adoptive father, Carlisle, was supposed to be off work today from the Hospital, and his wife, Esme, worked from home. The new boy- Harold Lupin, they heard- was different. Not this celebrity doesn't wear deodorant different, but he could be non-human and therefore a danger to us different. And different wasn't good. The vampires in Forks were a good example.

They walked, more like jogged, into their home near Lapush. Their parents were in the living room, watching a movie, but they paused it when the kids came rushing in. When the doctor was their faces, he knew something was wrong.

"Dad," Edward began, "something's not right at school."

They sat down to explain, and Carlisle knew, he just knew, that they were in for one hell of a ride.

Harry and Remus were walking through the woods behind their house, enjoying a rare quiet moment. Teddy was sleeping in his room, a charm making sure he was safe and alerting Remus of his status.

"I have a few ideas." Remus finally said, breaking the silence. Harry looked pensive.

"And those are?" Harry asked.

"The Clearwater boy sounds like a vampire, one who was a muggle before being turned. You see, there are two species of vampire. Some are turned from muggles, and some from wizards. The Muggle-turned can be broken down into two groups …" he trailed off, realizing he has gone into Professor-mode.

"Sorry, old habits." Remus apologized with a wry grin. Harry had actually been interested in the speech, but went along with Remus to move the conversation to the other group of kids.

"And the others? They almost sound like werewolves, like in that novel Hermione showed me in sixth year. What was is name, Jack White? I think that's it. But real werewolves are, well, you." Harry put his head down with the last statement, not wanting to see if his dad was hurt or offended by his statement.

"How much do you know about werewolves, Harry?" So Harry named off the characteristics Snape had taught them in third year, and his observations of Remus.

"Yes, that is all true. But, did you know about the other werewolves? The ones fabled to exist, as no wizard has seen them in over three hundred years? Like with vampires, there are thought to be two groups- wizard and muggle. As I am a wizard, the curse reacts badly with my magic, making me turn only on the full moon, a night of great power. But with a muggle? I mean this nicely, but there is nothing special about their blood. Nothing protecting them for most of the month. Fortunately, they retain their human mind and can shift upon will. Well, they're fabled to, at least. As I said, no one has seen one."

'So, you think …?" Harry trailed off.

"Yes, they could be muggle-turned werewolves.

They were both quiet after that, thinking about the possibilities this could mean.

Remus threw his arm in front of Harry's chest, preventing him from moving forward.

"Shhh." He whispered. His ears twitched a little as he focused on their surroundings, listening for anything suspicious.

"Go." He told harry. "Go, now. Go home and get Teddy. Keep yourselves safe."

"Bu-" Remus cut him off.

"GO! NOW! I have this covered." He ordered his eldest son, pulling out his wand.

As much as he hated running away from a fight, he obeyed his dad. He turned around and ran the opposite direction, back towards the house. He ran into the front door and locked it, putting up a Colloportus as a precaution. He went through the kitchen and into Teddy's room. He picked up the baby and held him close to his chest, facing the door way with his wand pointed in front of him.

He had no idea how much he looked like his mother in that instant.

He stayed frozen like that for almost twenty minutes, thankfully Teddy slept on. He heard a rustle from behind the door and had a curse ready on his lips.

The door opened and-

"Sectumsempra!"

"Protego!"

The two spells were cast almost simultaneously, and Remus almost got spelled into three different pieces. His quick reflexes from teaching and living in squalor kept him alive. He relaxed when he saw that Harry was the one in his house and that he was holding his baby. He strode up to his sons and pulled them into a crushing embrace, not letting go for several minutes. When he released Harry, he was shaking. He grabbed Teddy and pulled Harry into a nearby chair.

"I was so scared." He admitted. "I thought you were going to get hurt, or Teddy and I would."

He got his breathing back under control and looked up at his father.

"What happened?"

"I simply protected my family, that's all." And he didn't answer any more questions.

Seth ran back towards his house on the outskirts of Forks quicker than a car could go. He had to get back home soon, if he wanted his arm reattached.

He rushed in the door and found his sire, Sam, fixing the dining table. His sister, Leah, was watching him work, although it looked like she was admiring his form more than his handiwork. That was really gross. When she saw his state of disarray, she gasped, drawing Sam's attention to himself.

It would be a painful process, Sam explained, but his venom could reattach his arm. Sam cursed his stupidity as he got to work. As he got the story from Seth, he started planning revenge. It would be messy, he decided, and painful. Very painful.

So, we got

An angry vampire sire

An angry werewolf father

A curious werewolf family AND

Three very confused families who are very under-informed

What a time to be alive.

IMPORTANT: Should Harry end up with Seth? Should I bring in other HP characters? (Draco, Neville?) Should he end up with someone else? (Read: Draco, Neville?)

You decide!