Many universes, many heroes, many Harry Potters. And each one has worse luck than the last. In the first universe Harry is bitten by none other than Remus Lupin. How will he cope? How will he survive?

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Celevon Teardust

Harry Potter and Some Really Bad Luck

Pain. Pain ... PAIN! It hurt. What hurt? He didn't know. Who was he? He didn't know that either. Everything was foggy. All he could remember was the fangs. The fangs and the pain, and oh God it hurt so much! Then the voices began.

"Your OK Harry, hold on..." A female voice said from the mist.

It was calling for Harry, but who was Harry? Was that him? Whoever the voice was calling to it scared him. The voice was full of sheer terror and sorrow.

"Oh, bloody hell, is that a bite?" A male voice said. This voice was also full of sorrow and terror, but it sounded like this person was trying to choke back tears.

He suddenly realized something was very wrong. Very wrong indeed. The situation was deadly, fatal. There were people who were worried about him though he didn't remember who. He had to fight the mist, or else he would lose himself in it. He had to find out what happened to himself. He had to... He had to...

"Madam Pomfrey! Oh, bloody hell, is that a bite?" Ron Weasley asked in a panic. He didn't want this to happen to his best friend, oh god anything but this.

"I'm afraid so... It's a shame, what this poor boy already has to deal with and now this! This world is a cruel, cruel place. I just wish there was something I could do to make it better." Madam Pomfrey said sadly, tears in her eyes. She had seen a lot of Harry Potter here in the hospital wing, and he seemed like such a good boy. He didn't deserve this. It wasn't fair. Though life isn't always fair is it?

Fate may have decided this or luck, and even though this was a horrible curse maybe, just maybe, it would be for the best.

"What's going to happen to Professor Lupin?" asked Hermione nervously, fearing that the Proffessor may have to go to Azkaban, or worse, suffer the dementors kiss.

"I don't know, but I don't think it will be good," said Professor McGonagall. She to was worrying about the well being of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

Harry stirred in his sleep. "Look he's waking up!" said Ron, hoping this was a good sign and that his best friend would live after all. Madam Pomfrey had said that there was a good chance that he would not make the night. The injuries were bad enough to be fatal, plus some people take horribly to the werewolf toxin. People had been known to go into cardiac arrest after being bitten.

They all watched anxiously as his eyes fluttered open.

Harry opened his eyes slowly. He just wanted to sleep. He was so tired. Then as he really took in what he was seeing he was shocked.

He was stunned when he saw the clarity of the faces above him. It was so CLEAR! The sad thing was he couldn't remember who these people were. There was an elderly woman who wore bright green robes with spectacles and a stern gaze, a red haired boy about his age who's face was littered with freckles, a woman who was rather fat, had gray hair and white clothes was tending to his throbbing arm, and then there was a girl with wild bushy, brown hair that was in tears.

Upon seeing the bushy haired girl the events of the night came flooding back in flashes.

There was the dog leaping, fangs bared at the giant human-like wolf-

The man turned into a rat and got away-

He threw the rock at the werewolf-

Darkness and cold. No happiness-

Alone with the bushy haired girl and red-haired boy at the castle-

Back in the forest running-

Seeing the man-wolf rip apart an elk, right before their very eyes-

The man-wolf had abandoned its prey and was chasing him and the girl. The red-head was not with them-

He tackled the frizzy haired girl and put himself protectively over her as the man-wolf attacked-

He looked up to see bloody fangs coming toward his face-

He looked away and instead the beast bit his arm-

Blood splattering all over the forest floor and the trees as the creature scratched and mutilated him-

Screaming. Screaming and blackness-

"Hermione!" he gasped, "are you OK?" He suddenly could place every face and knew exactly what happened, but at the moment all he could care about was the well-being of his friends.

"Just like you, Mr. Potter to be worrying about others when you should be worrying about your own skin." Madam Pomfrey said disapprovingly. How could this boy be attacked like this and just blow it off?

Harry ignored Madam Pomfrey and attempted to sit up strait. He hissed in pain and fell back to his bed in the process.

Harry groaned. "What are the extent of my injuries?" he asked not really wanting to know the answer.

"Well," said Madam Pomfrey, "you've got four broken ribs, a sprained ankle, a fractured skull, multiple cuts and gashes, bruises everywhere, a few scrapes, a mild concussion, and a puncture wound thaat was absolutely FILLED with dirt on your back. You should not get out of bed or move very often or at all until your healed."

"Oh, is that all?" said Harry sarcastically.

"Actually no. You were bitten on your arm." She informed him looking depressed.

"Hermione, are you hurt?" he said completely ignoring Madam Pomfrey, trying desperately to change the subject as quickly as possible. He didn't want to think about this. He needed more time to cope.

"I'm f-fine, but, oh Harry!" she sobbed.

"Mr. Potter do you remember what happened to you?" Professor McGonagall asked exasperated that he wasn't worried about the serious state he was in and the condition he would be stuck with for life.

"Yeah," Harry said, suddenly pale. "I remember what happened. Is Professor Lupin alright?"

"We do not currently know of his whereabouts or condition at this point in time." she said curtly.

"Harry," Ron said brokenly. "I'm sorry, this is all my fault. If I hadn't been stupid and chased after that rat, none of this would have-"

"Ron, stop it, its not your fault and it will never be so SHUT IT!" Harry said, trying to be strong, but barely choking back tears and screams of horror at what had happened to him, while trying to make Ron feel better at the same time. As soon as the words were out of his mouth he knew he had failed. Ron still looked miserable.

"Well Mr. Potter," Madam Pomfrey sighed, "You have indeed been bitten by a werewolf, Albus will be in shortly to discuss living accommodations for the summer and how this will effect your stays at Hogwarts." She didn't know what was going to happen to this boy now. His fate was completely in Dumbledore's hands.

"Now, as soon as Albus is gone, I want you to take this sleeping draught RIGHT AWAY. Now dawdling for any reason." she said pulling out a small vile from her pocket and placing it on the bedside table.

"Alright Madam Pomfrey, I will." said Harry obediently.

"Alright, goodnight to you Mr. Potter." Madam Pomfrey said.

"Good luck Potter," said Proffessor McGonagall, giving Harry one last sorrowful glance.

Madam Pomfrey then strode out of the room, along with Professor McGonagall.

"Wow, everyone acted like I died or something!" said Harry trying to lighten the mood but failing miserably.

Hermione then let out a heart breaking wail and flung herself on Harry as Harry began to cry himself, and Ron had entered a state of shock as the thought of what had happened to his friend and what it would now cause dawned on him. He went pale and stared at the wall completely frozen. Neither of them knew how long Ron would stay like that but at the moment the both of them were to distraught to care.

Everything was going to be a nightmarish Hell from now on, and everyone knew it, especially if Malfoy got a hold of this matter, but the Malfoys were the furthest things from their minds at the moment.

Everyone in the room was utterly heartbroken, including Albus Dumbledore as he watched the sad scene unfold before him.

(AN) Sooo watcha think? This story is just going to be about werewolf harry and the sequels will be about the other Harrys who have horrible luck. Now review please so I know what you guys want in the story. I can't write if you don't review! Hopefully the next chapter will be up in 2 days or less.

(AN2) Well, It's gonna take me a day or two to get all of the chapters up on this account for those of you who know this story from my previous account, so I hopeyou can all be patient with me.