The Boy Who Cried

Chapter Five: Where He'll fall down deeper into its ties

Harry drew in a breath his heat was over and he knew to wait because he'd still smell sweet to Alphas he got up and yawned, he could use this time to be in his new glamor, Avarian, he whispered the spell, and with his invisibility cloak, he sneaked off. He soon found himself in Knockturn alley "Avarian!" Harry turned around to see Fenrir Greyback smiling at him "Hello Fenrir!" The wolf gave a malicious grin "How may I be of service to my young cub?" Fenrir asked with his eyes of gold, "Nothing much, I came to visit you" Harry said his smile full of love and admiration, the werewolf, who had been accused multiple times to hurt cubs in despicable ways, which he never did, whenever he found a child he did what it took to protect them, but they were always afraid of him, because of this the werewolf couldn't have kids of his own, even if he wanted to he was infertile so it wouldn't work out anyway. "Nice little cub, have you talked to Lord Bloodfire yet...?" The werewolf wanted to know what his little cub was doing at all times, he knew that he was Harry of course but that clearly didn't bother him, "Not yet father, it was the end of my heat, that is why I am out, it is unsafe to be in Hogwarts," Fenrir looked around, "How is Severus?" Harry of course understood, Fenrir had a crush of sorts on the potions master for a while now and Harry laughed "I'm still an incompetent brat to him while I'm Harry Potter'' Avarian Stoneheart was Harry's lord name, while his adopted name was truly Avarian James Greyback, he felt he should keep his middle name as his father's as if he changed it, it would disrespect the man who saved Harry's life with his own, what a pity. "Father I must go, the dawn approaches us" Fenrir gave off a whimper "Kay kiddo, see you later"