A cub in Love.

Chapter One

Harry shut off his Alarm clock that was ringing loudly a little before six am in his ear, before a light grip of his left shoulder. Every now and then the bite mark scar burned slightly, and this morning it was. He wouldn't dare admit it to Sirius. Sirius was very unpleased Harry was going to highschool. Harry had started... rebelling about two years ago. Harry was found in a park a few times playing soccer or football with a group of human boys, and had joined a few teams. He was gone days at a time, fighting with Sirius, physically, until Remus stepped in during a better day and got Sirius to agree to send Harry to public school and joined the football team. Harry agreed to a curfew of eleven, but wasn't the happiest about it.

By seven Harry sat drinking a cup of coffee at the kitchen table, when Sirius came in and sat his toddler, by law brother because of the adoption of Harry a long time ago. The toddler was a light blonde hair boy name Teddy. Sirius and Remus were his biological fathers thanks to the aid of the werewolf inside the two aided the birth of the human boy. Another reason, even if he didn't like it, Sirius had to trust Harry to get used to more humans. Sirius was under estimating Harry, for some time. Sirius wasn't quiet meaning too, he seen and as been through a lot himself and was thinking he was doing what was best for him. "Hi, cutie." Harry said, giving Teddy a kiss on the check. "Arry!" He giggled. "Breakfast?" Sirius asked. "Not hungry." Harry said, turning back to one of the textbooks he had pulled out. "I rather you eat something." He replied. "My lunch block is first and I'll vomit if I eat both times." Harry said. "Alright. Alright. Taking the bike?" He asked. "Yep." Harry replied. A short time later Harry's leg was grabbed onto by Teddy who was teary eyed.

"Don't go!" He cried. "I'll be back, Teddy." Harry said, patting his head. "No! Bubba!" He sobbed and Harry picked him up off his feet. "I'll be back after school and football, promise." Harry said and he frown. "But, bubba." He frown. "Hush, be a big boy brother." Harry said, giving his check a kiss. "Ok...bubba." He said and Harry give his head a pat.
Harry was parking the motorcycle a little after eight in the school parking lot, when his over sensitive hearing heard the groan form somebody hitting the ground. Harry turned to see a small frame blonde boy pushing his chest up off the ground as a book bag got throw out the car, the text books thrown outside of the bag when it hit, before the car speed off. Harry was by the boy in a flash and held out a hand, that he slowly took and let Harry pull him to his feet. "I'm Harry." He said. "I...know. You're the 10th year...who wasn't here last year and on the football team...My Ex...was rather pissed...You took his spot on the team." He somewhat whispered. "Ah, your Micheal's boy?" Harry said, leaning down to pick up the books and his bag. "I...was, my mum stepped in...because she could...of had him arrested." He whispered. "Explains the fear smell." Harry said handing him the bag. "I'm sorry?" He said confused. "Nevermind." Harry said, and turned to walk away. "I'm...Draco...Could...I get you to walk me to my first class? Michael...Is still kind of...a problem at school." Draco somewhat mumbled. "Sure, if you agree to something." Harry said, turning back around. "What is that?" Draco whispered. "Let me start picking you up. I don't like you being thrown form your car." Harry said. "You'd...have to meet my mother, she might not agree...and you aren't to tell her what you saw." Draco said. "He shouldn't-" Harry somewhat growled getting pissed off at the thought of this boy being abused by his own father. "It isn't...your business...forget what I asked." Draco said, and took off running only to fell a very strong grip on his wrist that abruptly and a bit painfully stopped his movement. "Look...I won't tell her...I don't like such a smell coming form you...lets get you to class." Harry said.

Draco found it odd and somewhat scary Harry kept saying the word smell...But he didn't want to be attacked by Michael, again. Draco was very uncomfortable when they turn the corner to his last class. "Malfoy!" Screamed that very Michael. "You need to fuck off." Harry said, turning around. "You need to mind your business. He is mine." Michael said. "I am not!" Draco cried.
Michael hand went up to slap and then a groan was heard. Michael was thrown back in flash by Harry's who might have forgot to control his strength a hit. Michael hit the wall and Draco wasn't even sure what happened because Harry's movements were only a blurred. "You keep your paws off Draco!" Harry growled.

Draco ran when he for sure heard the growling coming form Harry. Harry let out a sigh and went to his class, thinking much about Draco and how he was sure he let his angry get the best of him. He must of scared the boy. Harry was rather surprised when Draco eased down in the grass during their lunch block. "Can...I ask you something...and you not lie to me?" Draco asked. "It's best if you just go, Draco. I'll keep Micheal away form you...at least you'll be safe here." Harry said, getting to his feet, but Draco grabbed his hand. "Please...I'm sorry I ran...I just...It's rare...and I don't quiet understand how you can handle being here...unless you aren't one...just around them and it's rubbed off." Draco whispered. "What are you thinking, Draco?" Harry asked. "Either you live with werewolves or you are a werewolf." Draco admitted.