Blue Moon

Disclaimer: I don't own HP.

'Thoughts'

"Talking as wolves"

The moon was full that night. It had also been the rare blue moon. The blue moon was special because of the powers it gave. For werewolves it gave them the ability to reproduce even if they were infertile. They were also stronger and faster when the moon was blue.

Harry Potter was an abused six year old. His parents had been murdered when he was one and his aunt and uncle hated him. Their reason was that Harry was a wizard.

It was on this night that after being beaten he was left on the side of the road to die. Fenrir Greyback and some members of his pack came upon him. It was then that his life changed.

Fenrir growled before he bit the six year old. They watched in shock as he glowed blue. That has never happened before nor the fact that he healed before he changed into a midnight black cub with amber eyes. His fur had a blue shine to it in certain lights. Usually they didn't change until the next moon. This boy was definitely special.

The cub licked Fenrir's muzzle. "What happened?"

"I changed you since you were dying."

"I wish this wasn't a dream." Harry growled before he fell asleep.

"Poor cub." One of the pack members growled.

"Yes, yes he is. He is safe now." Another said.

"He's my mate so make sure he stays safe when I'm not around." Fenrir growled.

The pack nodded. They began to hunt as Fenrir took Harry back to their territory.