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Chapter One: The Full Moon

January 20th, 1981

James Potter sighed and tapped his foot, subtly reaching into his robes to check his pocket watch. He had been sitting for the past three hours, and while lately Order meeting had been his escape, his left buttock had begun to hurt thirty minutes from sitting in the same position for too long. He fidgeted a bit, trying to lean slightly to the right to alleviate the pressure on his left side but Mad Eye started to glare at him so he shifted back again. Buttocks aside, James was happy to be out of the house. For the past few months, he, his wife and baby had been in hiding from Voldemort because their son was one of two children a prophecy declared could defeat him. Therefore, most of his time nowadays was confined to his home. And while he loved Lily to pieces, spending all day every day with the same person was enough to drive anyone barmy. Normally either he or Lily would stay home with Harry, but Dumbledore had specifically requested they both be there tonight, so they left him with Wormtail for a few hours.

The meeting place for the order shifted every time, so Death Eaters would not pick up on a pattern and attack them. Tonight they were at the Weasley's home, and had to keep their voices down because none of them were brave enough to risk Mrs. Weasley's ire over waking up one of her children. The whole order was sitting around an old, gnarled table except for Peter, who volunteered to watch Harry for the night and Lupin, because tonight was the full moon. James smiled at his wife who was listening intently to Dumbledore, and stuck his tongue out at Sirius who had been making funny faces at him for the past few minutes.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and said "Mr. Potter, while I am sure Mr. Black is delighted to see proof of your impressive oral hygiene, I must ask you both to listen closely to my next few points as they relate directly to your ongoing health and safety."

Lily kicked James under the table. Wincing he mumbled "sorry professor" and began actively listening. Before Dumbledore could continue, an alarm went off, signifying the wards around an order member's home had been breached.

Everyone immediately sprang to their feet, drawing their wands and hurrying to the board that was charmed to write which house was in danger. Lily was slightly ahead of him and when she saw the board, she went white, turning towards him with terror in her eyes. His stomach dropped when he saw the words "Residence of Peter Pettigrew" written in curling script. As one, he and Lily ran outside the anti-apparation wards and with a crack they were gone, the rest of the order hot on their heels.

יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא

The scene James arrived at was strait out of his nightmares. A dark mark hovered in the air above one of his best friend's houses, his son still inside. The world seemed to slow down, and all the noise seemed to fade away. The door leered open a crack, and with shaking fingers he pushed it the rest of the way open. He was greeted by Peter lying on the ground, wand knocked to the side, unblinking and not breathing. He had no time to mourn however, his baby was here and needed him. James almost wept in relief when he heard feint cries coming from the upstairs bedrooms. Harry was alive!

Hurrying around Peter's body he sprinted up the stairs saw Harry on Wormtail's bed covered in blood. Lily cried out and scooped him up, trying to find the source of the bleeding. Holding Harry close she took James' hand, pulling him down the hallway. "We're going to St. Mungos, Harry's been hurt!" she called before apparating them into the waiting room for the pediatric emergency room.

The waiting room was chaos, filled with children crying in either pain or impatience. Healers in soft green robes rushed around, calming frantic parents and children, occasionally calling out someone's name to be treated. The healer at the front desk took one look Harry and whisked him away, shouting they would return with news after he was stabilized. Another healer handed them forms to fill out with Harry's information on them. James filled them out as quickly as he could, and handed them back to the healer who swiftly took off in the same direction as his son. Shaking, he and Lily sat down in the uncomfortable chairs around the perimeter of the room and prayed that Harry would be alright.

יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא

After four unbearable hours, a pediatric healer called "Parents of Mr. Harry James Potter." They hurried over, hands clasped tightly together. The healer looked at them with sad eyes and said "Mr. and Mrs. Potter, I'm afraid I have some bad news about your son"

יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא

The next morning, Remus and Sirius arrived at the hospital. Remus was hardly able to stand thanks to the transformation the previous night, but both needed to make sure Harry was okay. Sirius went up to the front desk and said "My name is Sirius Black. My godson is here; his name is Harry Potter?"

The witch grunted and handed him a name tag, then looked to Lupin. "And you are?"

"Mr. Remus Lupin, family friend"

The witch handed him a name tag as well. Looking down she scanned her book then looked up. "He's in the Dai Llewellyn Ward for Serious bites, first floor. Have a nice day"

"Serious bites?" Sirius questioned as the headed off towards the ward, "what could he have possibly been bitten by? He was in the middle of London and can't even crawl yet. And there was no evidence of any creature damage inside the house."

Remus had a sinking feeling and said "Pads, it was the full moon last night."

Sirius grew pale and they sped up a bit. Inside the ward there were three patients. One man whose whole torso was covered in bandages that emitted a foul odor, a woman who was fast asleep and at the far end stood a crib. James and Lily were sitting next to him, looking shocked and having an anxious whispered conversation with each other.

"Prongs?" Sirius asked "What happened?"

James swallowed and said heavily "He was…last night a werewolf bit him. Harry is a werewolf now"

יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא יָרֵחַ מָלֵא

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