Chapter 1 ~ Bitten

March 4, 1980

"Get away from my son!" A short and plump shaped with red flaming hair mother warned to the werewolf. The werewolf's name was Fenrir Greyback, a terrible Death Eater that escaped from Azkaban a couple of months ago.

The mother's name was Molly Weasley. She just gave birth to her youngest son, Ronald Bilius Weasley 3 days ago. The mother was out in Diagon Alley buying things for her baby, but it just so happens for the nasty werewolf out and about on the streets of Diagon Alley. The werewolf dragged Molly into a dark and gloomy alleyway where they were alone.

"Can I see your baby?" Fenrir Greyback grinned as Molly flashed daggers at him.

"Stay back! I'm warning you!" She warned him once more. The werewolf just laughed at her. Molly then pointed her wand at him. She was ready to aim and fire away at his ugly face.

"AVADA-" Before Fenrir could finish his spell, Molly shouted out, "EXPELLIARMUS!" Fenrir's wand flew out from his grasp with a blink of an eye. He then snarled at her and turned into a black mist, evaporating away. Molly panted and panted in relief her little baby was very well, alive.

Safe and sound.

What the protective mother didn't know was that a boggart had appeared right in front of her.. Molly spotted it and pointed her wand at it ready to get rid of it. The boggart started changing shapes and forms until it found transformed into Molly's fear.

There laid the dead body of her husband, Arthur Weasley, and her other 5 children. She quickly became vulnerable. She started sobbing at the horrific sight. While sobbing, a shadowed appeared right behind here. Its eyes were fixed upon the baby Molly carried.

What she didn't know was that Fenrir had bitten Ronald without haste.

Molly heard her baby crying giving her a wake-up call that this was all fake. Molly took a deep breath to calm down while wiping her tears. How could she be so gullible?

'Damn it to Merlin!' She said to herself and took another deep breath. "Riddikulus!" The 6 dead bodies turned into 6 balloons floating up in the sky. The mother took a deep breath then exhaled. She did it repeatedly until she looked at her baby. When she thought that everything was alright and her baby was safe, her eyes widened in horror. The baby's loud cries were subsided with fear, anger, and confusion.

Her baby had been bitten by that vicious monster!

Molly rushed out of the alley to the Floo network covering her bleeding baby with a jumper she was planning to give to her relatives all the way from Bulgaria.

"The Burrow!" She quickly said and ran to the kitchen to find her husband,

"Arthur! Ron's been bitten by Fenrir! Arthur!" Molly sobbed while panicking. She had failed in protecting someone so dear to her, for the first time. She felt like the worst mother in the whole wizarding world!

"What was tha- Bloody hell…" The tall and lanky man wearing glasses with flaming red hair said to her wife as he saw Ron bleeding from his chest. Without haste, Molly rushed Ron to the couch taking off his pajamas.

"OH MY!" Molly shouted out in genuine horror as she saw a major proportion of the baby's chest as bitten. Her eyes were wide open from the sight of the deep bite mark. She couldn't stop sobbing, and soon she was crying with the baby in anguish.

"Fenrir did this to my son?" Arthur questioned with hidden rage in his voice. Molly shook her head for yes.

"That bloody git who escaped from Azkaban! UGH!" He threw his arms in the air frustrated. Then all of a sudden, the huge bite mark healed to reveal a scar that was diagonally across his chest and it scar stopped at his left nipple.

"Then that means. He's a werewolf.." Molly heard Arthur said in horror. The plumped woman looked at her precious child, and she started to tear up a bit.

"We can't tell the kids! They'll tease him or either be scared of him! We have to report this to Dumbledore!" Molly said and got out her quill and a parchment paper. Arthur carried his youngest son hugged him.

"Why did this have to happen to you?" The father said with a strained voice as the baby finally stopped crying and went to sleep. He then heard the owl flap away to Hogwarts.

"Only Dumbledore and we can now this. Not even Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred or George can know about this. Got it?" Molly said to her husband in a serious manner. He nodded his head in response. The house was completely silent because their thoughts were buzzing around them. They had to accept this new responsibility.

"When he's about to go to Hogwarts, I'll tell him." She said ending the silence. They nodded their head in agreement and accepted Ron's faith.