Chapter One

It all started that day. When none other than Draco Malfoy was following a certain brunette Gryffindor to the sixth floor. 

Why? Well, it happened at dinner that day. Owls were coming in with post and an owl that no one recognized flew to the Gryffindor table and landed in front of the boy who lived. No one really paid attention to this except Draco.

Harry took one look at the letter and his eyes widened. He took off running from the table, ignoring the weird looks his housemates gave him. That's when Draco decided to take off after him.

Now we're back here. Harry went into the disused bathroom, Draco following behind. The smaller boy took a deep breath and opened the letter, which the blonde recognised as a howler.

A howler?! Who would be sending THE Harry Potter a howler?! Draco thought. He was suddenly very interested.

When Harry opened the smoking red letter, the bathroom was filled with a booming voice that made both boys cringe.

"HAH! I FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO SEND THESE, BOY! I just wanted to tell you that I hope you're having a terrible year so far."

Heh. Terrible doesn't even BEGIN to describe this year. My 'friends' Have turned their backs on me, and I'm probably gonna die this year. Harry thought glumly.

The letter continued. "Remember that when you get home, your cupboard will be waiting for you!"

Cupboard?! What is this person talking about?! Draco wondered.

"Me and Dudley have missed you as our punching bag! This is your last year at the freak school, right? You're never going back! You'll have nowhere to run to!" The person sending the howler let out a horrible cackle that had Harry shuddering.

...Freak? PUNCHING BAG?! Is he being... No. He can't be. He's Harry bloody Potter! Everyone loves him!

When the letter turned to ash in the Gryffindor's hands, Draco was ready to insult Potter about it. But somehow, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Am I serious right now?! I can't even tease Potter about something?! Merlin, what type of Malfoy am I? He thought with disbelief.

Harry ran a hand through his hair, which was what he did when he was stressed or worried about something. He looked into the mirror and let out a sigh.

"I miss you mum and dad..."

Suddenly, he let out a horrible scream.

Draco watched as Harry fell to the ground clutching his head. The brunette was moaning and writhing in pain. Draco suddenly had the urge to go help him, but he didn't for obvious reasons. Then, Harry started to change. He began growing wolf ears and a tail!

Is Harry a werewolf?!

He was, in fact. Harry never told anyone, but in 3rd year, Remus accidentally scratched him during his own transformations. That's why Harry was like this. But he wasn't a normal werewolf. He didn't transform when it was a full moon, but only when he was sad or scared about something.

When Harry stopped changing, his screams became faint whimpers and he curled up on the ground. But unfortunately for Draco, Harry sensed him there.

"Who's there?! Come out!"

The blonde sighed. He walked out from behind the stalls.

Harry whimpered again and began backing away from him. Draco saw the fear in his eyes.

"You-you're a werewolf? How? Why?!"

Harry's ears flattened against his head. "Don't yell... Don't yell at me!"

Draco sighed and began advancing him again and did the unthinkable. He grabbed the shorter boy and pulled him into a hug.

Harry was shocked for a moment but then started pulling away from the Slytherin. But Draco's grip was too tight so he gave up and melted into the hug.

"Were the people in the letter the muggles you live with?"

Harry stiffened. "You heard that part?"

Draco nodded.

Emerald green eyes looked into silver ones. There was something there that he could trust. He didn't know why, but he felt safe around Draco now.

"Well, yes..."

Harry felt tears well up in his eyes. He tried to hide it, but Draco saw.

"Let it out Potter..."

Harry did as he was told. He began crying against the blonde's shoulder and burrowed deeper into the embrace.

This would be a perfect time to apologize for everything. Just do it, Draco!

Harry's head shot up. "You want to apologize?"

The voice startled Draco. "I didn't say that. Well, I thought it, but I didn't actually say it!"

"But I heard you say this would be a perfect time to apologize!"

The two boys stared at each other in shock. What happened?!

Harry decided to test it. ...Malfoy? He said.

Bloody hell, what is this?! Came Draco's voice.

Both of them had incredulous looks on their faces. Was this real? Or was it just a dream? Harry blinked twice. Nope. Definitely real.

"Wow. This is cool..."

Draco just nodded.

Suddenly, the blonde remembered something he read in the library. He borrowed a book that explained this.

"Come with me Potter. I read a book about this."

Draco pulled Harry out of the bathroom and towards the dungeons where the Slytherin dorms were.

But they were stopped when Professor Snape blocked their way.

"What are you doing out here? You should be at dinner." He sneered.

Malfoy?

Ah! Jeez, I'm going to have to get used to that. What is it?

Should we tell him about this thing? I mean, he could help. And you two are close, right?

I guess.

"Um, Severus, can you help us with something?" Draco asked, looking up at his godfather.

"What is it, Draco? And why are you here with Potter?" He spat.

"Just come! Something happened and we need your help!"

The potions master scowled, but followed them anyways. He noticed Harry's ears and tail, but said nothing yet. The dungeons were empty since everyone was still eating.

"Severus, do you know what it means if two people can talk through their minds? Like, telepathically?"

Severus's eyes widened. "Is-is this what happened between you two?" The boys nodded.

Severus cursed under his breath and went over to the fireplace. He tossed some sort of floo powder into it.

"Lupin! A word!"

Harry's ears perked up. They were going to see Remus!

A man walked out of the fireplace and Harry went to go hug him.

"Hi Moony! I missed you!" He exclaimed while pulling the man into a tight hug.

"I missed you too Harry. Now, Severus, why did you call me here? And Harry-why are your ears out? What happened?"

Harry shook his head. "I'm fine."

Severus started to talk slowly.

"Lupin, these boys tell me that they can talk telepathically. You know what this means, right?"

Remus gasped. "Really? Can you guys actually do that?"

"Of course they can, or else I wouldn't have called you here, werewolf!" Severus snapped impatiently.

Remus went back into the fire and came back a moment later holding a book.

"Here, boys. This will answer your question. It might come as a shock to you, so be prepared."

Harry took the book and began walking out of the Slytherin dorms. "Alright, thanks Moony!"

"Bye cub."