A/N;This not part of the Prophecy series, it is a new story, I'm writting, please reveiw.

In an unknown large forest one night, a car quickly stopped just inside the forest, then a large man came out, and pulled out a rolled up blanket from his trunk throwing it hard to the ground. "Good riddance to bad rubbish." The man spat, as he kicked the tight rolled up blanket, causing a muffled sound. "Complaining are you, I should have done this fifteen years ago." He said giving another kick. "Oh well, I hope the wolves, I heard that lives here, have a nice long snack before killing you off." The man said evilly, then kicked the blanket a third time, before heading into the car and drove off.

Sometime later, the blanket squirmed as several howls sounded about it, then voices. "What is this, I can smell blood from it." A girl's voice was heard. "I can too smell it, let's hurry and remove the blanket." Said an older man's voice, and they did, to reveal a beaten and bloody boy. "Oh merciful heavens, this doesn't look good; we better take him to our village Elder." The man said. "Can we eat him, if he doesn't survive?" The girl asked, sounding hopeful. "Stop that, if he can hear us your probably freaking him out, and anyway you know our rules; we are not allowed to eat humans." The man said, scolding the child. "Now hurry, and take the other end of the blanket, and we will carry him to safety, then I want you to inform the other clans, that this boy, is in our protection." The man commanded, and the girl quickly followed orders.

As the morning sun arose, the boy stirred painfully. "Oh good, you are up." A girl said. "Ah, who are you, and where am I? And did you ask if you could eat me?" Asked the boy, as he reached for his glasses, and saw a girl about his age, with light brown hair girl with piercing blue eyes looking at him. "No I didn't and my name is Jocelyn and you are in my village, and your name?" Jocelyn asked. "My name is Harry Potter." Harry started, but stopped by a man entering the room. "Jocelyn, you shouldn't have awoken him." An older man said he looked like in his late forties. "I didn't wake him, he awoke himself." The girl defended herself. "That's alright, go and tell the Elder, that he is awake." The man said, and Jocelyn quickly left.

Once alone, the man looked to Harry. "My name is David, and I will be getting your breakfast, but I should warn you, it might not come alright, since we hardly do any cooking." David informed as he left before Harry could ask what he meant.

The breakfast consisted of unknown cooked meat, and Jocelyn feed Harry since he could not feed himself because of his injuries. "It's not bad, but it needs flavoring." Harry thought, but decided not to say anything.

Once Harry finished eating, he sat alone, as he looked about to find himself on a regular size bed in a small room, but he did not get a chance to looked about, since the door to the room opened. "I'm glad our food is to your liking." An elderly man said, coming to Harry's side. "My name is Warren, I am in charge of this village and you are safe here, as long as you stay within the village." Warren said with a warning tone in his voice. "When will I be able to leave?" Harry asked. "Not for a while I'm afraid, since you are badly hurt, and a healer in the nearby village, won't be able to come for another couple days because of the full moon last night." Warren informed. "The full moon? Is the healer a werewolf?" Harry asked looking worried. "Yes she is, but you should know you are in a Ministry control area, where they keep us werewolves in check, but not to worry, you are safe with us." Warren informed, as Harry nodded. "I'm not worried; I have a friend who is a werewolf name Remus Lupin." Harry informed. "I heard of him, he sometime visits the other villages." Warren said looking lost in thought. "I will ask the other villages tomorrow, to inform him that you are here." Warren said, as he got up to leave, but stopped at the doorway. "I will have someone come by now and then to both keep you company, and to change your bandages, I am sorry, but that is all we can do to help you." Warren said apologizing, as he left.

By the next day, things did not go as plan, since Harry started having a high fever, and those who were attending Harry knew one or more of the many serious cuts had affection. "Jocelyn, get a clean bucket of water and rags, hurry." Warren quickly said. "Joyce, get others to help you gather the herbs the healer said, that would help with healing." Warren said, to an older woman, and she quickly left. "Sir, I think this is bad, we might lose him." David said, as he checked Harry's bandages to find a large infection on his arm. "Great, I doubt any herbs we know of can stop that, unless." Warren stopped, as if thinking of a solution. "Sir, please tell me you're not going to do what I think you are?" David asked. "We always help outsiders and have never lost one yet while they are in our village, and we sure as hell are not going to start on my watch." Warren said while closing his eyes. "I wish there was another way, but as you know our form of lycanthropy is different from typical werewolves." Warren stated. "I know we are the only ones who can actually control our other halves." David said, still looking unsure. "And also our lycanthropy can increase our immune systems, and heal us faster then normal, as well as many others things." Warren said, as he open his eyes. "We have no choice, I will be the one to bite him, you must find a place that is not bruised or cut, that will be where I will bite." Warren informed, and in an instant, he was a large light silver wolf. "I'm even not sure, if there is any untouched skin. But I'll do my best to find it." David said, as he checked Harry's arms, but found a clear patch of healthy skin on his left lower leg. "The skin here is unblemished." David informed, and the wolf placed part of his mouth around the leg, and with a slight hesitation, bit down just hard enough to draw some blood, then changed back to see the damage done. "Good, only a small puncture wound from a tooth, it will completely heal in the hour, and hopefully Harry will be fully healed by tonight." Warren said, as he left to tell the villager of what had happen.

The next morning, Harry awoke without pain, and was startle, since he could now see clearly, without his glasses. "What's going on?" Harry called out, as he quickly sat up. "Harry, thank god, I thought we lost you." Jocelyn excitedly said, as she sat next to the bed. "Jocelyn, what happen, did the healer came by and healed me?" Harry asked, seeing no bandages were on his person. "Harry, I'm sorry, we had no choice, since you were dieing." Jocelyn said, looking very sorry. "We did it to save you." Jocelyn said, looking down. "Did what, what did you do pray tell?" Harry asked, but another voice interrupted. "Harry, please calm down, and I will tell you." Warren said, as he stepped into the room. "Our form of lycanthropy has healing properties, and we turned you to save you." Warren said calmly. "WHAT, are you telling me, you turn me into a werewolf, to save me?" Harry yelled, his face shown anger. "Harry, you must calm down, or the beast that is now in you will take over, and you will become a monster, which both humans and animals fear." Warren warned, but still in a calm manner.

It took a few moments, but as Warren saw Harry calming down. "If you can remain calm, we can help you tame the beast, and make it into what you wizards call your animagus form." Warren informed, as Harry slowly calm down. "What do you mean; I was led to believe that werewolves were uncontrollable?" Harry said, looking to Warren. "There is a secret that only a few selected packs know." Warren started, as he sat down on an available chair. "You see there are werewolves, that can control their beast that is inside of them, and the only way a newly made werewolf can do this, if they were bitten by a direct descendent of the first werewolf." Warren informed, but seeing Harry's puzzled look, he continued. "I should start at the beginning." Warren said sighing. "Over a thousand years ago, a dark wizard created us, our ancestors was originally magical and could control the wolf in them." Warren stopped to think, and then started. "But the Dark wizard was mad, and had created a virus, we now called lycanthropy, to turn humans that were bitten by his creations, to create more werewolves, but he made a terrible mistake." Warren looked down. "Somehow every new werewolf made, started to lose control of their beast, and you already know the end results, the modern day werewolf." Warren said sadly. "But what about you how can control your beast?" Harry asked. "The first werewolves, they escape by killing the dark wizard, and had secretly settled down among humans, there they found out that only their direct decedents would have no trouble taming the beast, you see everyone in this village is a direct descendant, all accept for Jocelyn." Warren finished up. "Jocelyn was bitten by a villager?" Harry asked. "She was like you, we found her badly hurt, and we decided to turn her into one of us, since she lost her family to a werewolf attack, she was only five then." Once Warren was done, Harry stayed silent.

For a while no one spoke, until Harry looked to Warren. "What will happen to me now?" Harry asked. "You must learn to keep your beast in check, and once you do, you can either stay with us, or leave to return to the wizarding world, it will be up to you." Warren told him. "How long will it take to train me, and would I need to tell anyone about my condition?" Harry asked." It shouldn't take more then a month, since we have some special abilities which make's us different from other werewolves, and for your second question, you don't really need to tell anyone unless you have to, but be wary of other werewolves, they will know that you are one." Warren warned, and Harry nodded. "Then I would like to leave, once I am done training." Harry said, looking to Warren. "Then we will start your training tomorrow, but for now, you may walk about and talk to the twenty inhabitants that live here, they will welcome you with open arms." Warren said, as he got up to leave.

As Warren left, Harry was lost in thought. "Great, more problems for the Boy who lived." Harry thought with a long sigh, but a voice interrupted his thoughts. "I can show you around now, if you like." Jocelyn said, startling Harry, since he forgotten she was still here. "By the way, how old are you?" Harry suddenly asked, since Jocelyn looked years younger then him. "Fifteen, I know that I look younger, it is because the strain of lycanthropy we have, slows down our aging, so we can live three times longer then a average human." Jocelyn informed him. "So we live to be around 225 years old?" Harry asked, looking shock. "Mostly everyone in this village is over a hundred years old, and Elder Warren is just over two hundred years." Jocelyn informed, and Harry nodded. "This will take some time to get use to, but can I see your village now?" Harry asked, and Jocelyn nodded. "I will leave you for a few minutes to change, there are fresh clothes in the drawers over there, they should fit you for now, and later we can go into town to fetch new ones." Jocelyn said pointing to a dresser at the far corner, and then started to leave.

The small village had just a little over twenty one-room huts, and no signs of modern day things. "Jocelyn, you don't have any electricity or modern things." Harry asked. "Well almost everyone here is over a hundred years old Harry, so they decided a long time ago, to keep everything simple." Jocelyn informed the new werewolf, as a group of villagers appeared, carrying four large and dead deer. "Ah Harry, I think you should head back to your hut, since it is now feeding time for our beast inside of us, and you are not yet ready to turn into your wolf." Jocelyn warned, and quickly pushed Harry towards his hut. "But why can't I stay and eat with you." Harry said, but when Jocelyn and others turn into gray wolves, and headed to the dead deer's. "I don't think I want to see this." Harry thought, and quickly headed towards his hut.

About half an hour, Jocelyn appeared in Harry's hut. "You guys eat meat raw don't you?" Harry asked looking slightly green, as Jocelyn sat down. "Blood covered meat is like candy to our beasts, and it help keep them in check, but luckily we only need to eat once a day, to keep it happy." Jocelyn informed him. "I know it sounds like something from Hannibal Lector, but as a wolf you will enjoy eating raw meat. But just a warning don't ever turn back to a human before the meat is settled in your stomach, you don't want to know what happens if you don't." Jocelyn warned, and Harry nodded. "But what about cooked foods, do we still eat them." Harry asked. "Of course silly, but sadly it does not seem to satisfy our beast, so we must eat raw meat." Jocelyn sadly informed. "One thing good about this, we will never be hungry until the next feeding, which is either in the next morning or afternoon." Jocelyn said, just as a woman entered the room, with a plate filled with cooked meet. "Eat up young man, this might be the last cook meal, you will get." The woman sternly said, then left the room. "Don't mind Grace, unfortunately, I have chores to do, I will see you later, alright?" Jocelyn said, and started to leave, while Harry lay back on to the bed, wondering what have he got himself into, but soon fall fast asleep.