Wolves-[A Harry Potter Fanfic]

[T/N: Here's chapter 3! Remember that if you guys want a second chapter this week then get those powerstones up to 100!]

It took Harry several sessions of waking up and crying before he managed to calm down enough to continue the conversation with the adults. Now, with hardly any tears he looked at McGonagall.

"What do I have to do now?" he asked.

" The first thing is to recover and get used to your... new condition. " said the Scottish woman. " We have already taken care of processing the necessary documentation for guardianship and returning control of your fortune. We have made sure that the old man cannot take a single coin."

" I would like to see his face in the next Wizengamot vote. " Fitwick said amused. " When he realizes that he can no longer vote for the Potter seats. " The boy looked at him without understanding. " Another thing that no one knew! He voted in his name. Until now!"

Not everything was fun.

" Someone leaked the news to the press. " Pomfrey said. " It was on the front page. " He could tell in her voice that she was very upset. " Many asked that both of them be executed for being dark creatures."

" Now I'm the bad guy, again! " said the boy without enthusiasm.

"Once things calm down they will decide what to do," McGonagall tried to calm him down.

"We already have some ideas going," Hermione told him. "As soon as we leave here we will go to our new home." He looked at her without understanding. "There we will have time to assimilate what has happened to us and prepare for the future." Harry nodded.

Something inside his head decided to wake up at that moment.

"Hermione. What else is missing that you haven't told me? " He asked.

" Well, you see... " the young woman began nervously.

At that moment the nurse entered the room.

"He's finally awake!" the nurse began. She took out her wand and passed it over to the boy. "It seems like everything is going well," she thought. 'As good as possible.' "You can leave here tomorrow." She took out two potions." Take this. This is for you, Mr. Potter." The boy took it." And this is for you, Mrs. Potter." The green-eyed man stood with the potion on his lips, looking at Hermione with wide eyes.

"What did she say?" he asked.

"About what?" the mediwitch asked.

"Did you call... Hermione... Mrs. Potter?" He asked nervously. The girl looked at him with fear.

" It seems that you didn't know it yet. " said the nervous woman. " I'm sorry to discover it this way. Take the potions." She quickly left the room.

As soon as the woman left, the young man looked at everyone. He saw how they looked at him without knowing how to respond.

"Someone explain to me what's happening here," the boy asked.

" When you were both bitten." McGonagall began." Your blood mixed... Hermione told us that you both promised to stay together and... that caused something very old." sigh." You made a blood union and from that moment on both... You are married in the eyes of magic. " The boy looked at his friend who could barely keep his gaze.

"Is it true?" he asked.

"Yes," she answered.

The boy's face was one to remember. He looked at his friend as if she had grown wings on her head.

Everyone was worried about how he would react.

" Are you my...? " He asked, she nodded.

" I understand that you don't like the idea and I assure you that...! " She was interrupted by his head shaking.

" No. I mean...! " He scratched his head. " I don't know, there's nothing to think about. " He looked at the ceiling. " Too much in a short time. " He sighed. " At least we're together in this. " He said looking at her. She smiled.

Everyone felt some relief to see that his reaction was not as explosive as they thought.

Minerva took control of the situation.

" So, I'm going to explain to you some of the actions we have taken." the Scottish woman began." With the authorization of your... wife!" the two looked at each other blushing." We have finished all the preparations. We are now officially your private teachers."

" When we leave here, we only have to make a brief visit to Gringotts to put all your assets in order. " Flitwick clarified. " We received a letter requesting your presence. " He looked at the young woman. " It was lucky that the owl allowed Hermione to take the envelope. I'm sure we will find many interesting things. " The little professor had a look worthy of his goblin blood.

Harry had something else to say.

" I know there are more things that haven't been told to me. " The green-eyed man said, looking at everyone. " I've had enough of a manipulator in my life. If we want this to work, I want to know everything." The adults looked at each other.

"I think he's right," Hermione added. "I know him and I know what would happen."

What was said by both young people convinced the trio of former teachers.

"It's okay," the Scottish woman finally said. "But it won't be pleasant." Harry nodded.

"I'm expecting anything," he replied.

"What they have to tell us won't go anywhere," said Hermione, holding a potion. "The mediwitch said we had to take the potions." He looked at her in amazement. "When we wake up..." he noticed how she looked at him. " What?"

"We're barely newly married, and she's already trying to dominate me," he said jokingly.

The men had trouble controlling their laughter at the joke. Hermione's mother looked at him, half amazed at his audacity and half amused.

Hermione was not amused in the slightest. She demonstrated it by giving him a small blow on the head.

" Stop joking and take this! " She put the potion in his hand. Then she stared at him, annoyed.

"It was a joke," he said. He sighed before taking the potion." I hope they tell me everything..." he began to fall asleep." as soon as... we wake up." he fell asleep.

The brunette nodded satisfied.

" Finally! " She picked up her own potion. " How hard it is to make him take the potions. "In the end, she took the potion. " I don't know... " She felt sleepy. " What... am I... going to... do... with... " It didn't end when she fell asleep next to her new husband.

The adults burst out laughing at what had happened.

" Damn! And they behave like a married couple! " Dan Granger joked.

"At least it seems that for a moment they forget what happened," Pomona added. Everyone nodded when they saw that it was true.

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Harry woke up in almost the same way as the previous time. He put his arms around his friend. Something came to his mind. Now she was his wife.

"Can't I do anything normal?" he asked himself in a low voice. He saw the brunette's face and smiled. "At least this turned out well." The image of Sirius and Lupine came to his mind. "I'm sorry, I couldn't save you, that I couldn't get to know you better. " He looked at the ceiling. " Say hello to my parents when you see them. " He smiled. " I'm sure mom won't be so delighted that the three of you are together. " The brunette began to move and show signs of waking up.

Harry almost burst out laughing when he saw her face. Her hair was messier than normal, covering part of Hermione Potter's face. To this, she had to add a red line, caused by having the face resting for a long time on a fold of the sheet. The image ended, her eyes almost closed and a thin line of drool joining some hair near her mouth. She woke up suddenly when she saw her husband's amused face.

Her eyes shot open and she brushed her hair away from her face.

"What's so funny?" She asked, annoyed.

"Your face," he replied. She looked at him seriously." I'm sorry."

Someone approached the couple.

" Hello, both of you, " said the girl's mother. " Everyone has gone out for a drink. They will return soon and tell you what you wanted to know." the green-eyed man nodded.

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As everyone returned, someone brought the couple something to eat and they underwent another examination.

The verdict was that they could leave St. Mungo's that afternoon without problems.

When they returned everyone made some chairs appear and prepared for the blow.

"Are you ready, Mr. Potter?" McGonagall asked. He nodded.

"Yes, but I think it would be better if you call me Harry," he replied.

"Then I think it's fair that I reciprocate something," the Scottish woman responded. "Here we go," she added, sighing.

The three professors explained in more detail what had happened and what the ministry and the old man had tried to do and achieve. They also explained with more information obtained and detailed the real situation of Harry and what they had tried to take from him.

Of course, there were still many other topics to discuss. They hoped that their visit to Gringotts would clarify the whole situation much more.

Hermione had to control Harry when the objects in the room began to vibrate due to the boy's anger.

The adults looked surprised. The Grangers the most.

[T/N: I forgot that he's still young enough for accidental magic to affect him.]

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As told, the couple left the magical hospital that same afternoon. They were lucky and thanks to the headmaster of the magical hospital they left without encountering any journalists or curious people.

They appeared at Minerva's house.

" We will sleep here tonight and after visiting the goblins, we will check your residence options. " the Scottish woman clarified.

Everyone remained very quiet, each with their own ideas. Harry and Hermione barely stayed a few minutes away from each other. Everyone noticed this detail and was happy. At least they would have each other to endure what was to come.

Overall it was a tense night for everyone in some way.

First thing in the morning they woke up and prepared for their trip to Diagon Alley.

With the attention they had paid to the prophet, the three professors knew that upon recognizing them they would have a very dangerous moment in the magical world.

They decided that the couple would remain under some glamor spells to avoid being recognized. Even with these, they had a great chance of being recognized.

Enma had another idea.

" Why not disguise them with normal clothes and makeup? " Everyone looked at her. " It's easy and it can't be easily removed."

" Of course! How can we not think about it before?! " Her husband added. " With a little color in her hair and maybe some contact lenses...! If we bizarrely dress them, they will seem more credible! " All the wizards and witches looked at him. " Dare to deny me that your way of dressing outside their world is not strange! I challenge you." Nobody responded.

"It could work," Hermione replied.

"Let's do it!" Harry finished.

Thanks to a very happy Enma. The couple was dressed in several brightly colored and very voluminous garments. Both suffered the torture of a hairdressing session. They ended up with straight, dark blonde hair. Glasses would cover the boy's striking eyes.

Minerva couldn't believe how those Muggle items could tame the famous Potter hair and was surprised that Hermione hadn't used them before.

" Who would submit to this...? " Hermione responded. " Voluntarily, every day! " Enma was upset and Minerva nodded understanding.

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No one noticed the group that crossed Diagon Alley and entered Gringotts more than once. Even Minerva and Pomona allowed themselves to be disguised by Enma. They were lucky that their hair session was much less traumatic than the couple's.

Harry and Hermione were still looking surprised at Minerva McGonagall wearing a dentist's outfit and her hair in a half-down hairstyle partially hiding some of her recognizable features. It was obvious that the witch was not used to the clothes and hairstyle as she moved rigidly.

Pomona Sprout, on the other hand, was delighted with the work that Dr. Granger did with her. The image she had seemed to rejuvenate her by more than ten years.

Inside the goblin bank, Harry went straight to a teller.

"Sorry for interrupting you," the boy said respectfully. "I would like to meet with the person responsible for my accounts," he said, repeating what Flitwick had told him. The being looked at him.

"Account name," he asked reluctantly.

"Potter," the young man replied.

The elf's attitude changed. He quickly noticed the boy and the group that accompanied him.

"Wait a moment," he said before leaving rather quickly through a door. He returned shortly after. "Enter through the door and you will be attended to," he said before pointing to the door and returning to his position.

"Thank you for your time," said the brunette.

As the group entered the goblin gave them one last look. Something unusual among these beings.

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Not in two lifetimes could they prepare for what they found.

In the room, an elf informed the group about the meeting request, which the bankers had requested.

Sirius Black had named Harry as his heir. Having Black blood and being the godson of the last Black, Harry was valid as heir and new lord of the House of Black.

Harry looked in disbelief at the ring that the goblin placed in front of him.

" Is it true? " He asked nervously. The goblin looked at him seriously.

"A goblin never jokes about money or fighting," the being responded.

" Yes... well... " the green-eyed man didn't know what to do or say. " So... what does this mean with respect to the Potter inheritance? " he finally asked. The being thought about it for a moment.

"Only more money and power," he responded.

" Power? " Harry asked strangely. " What power?"

"The Potter House has three hereditary seats in the Wizengamot." McGonagall responded." He cannot take possession of them until he is 30 years old." She stopped him before he spoke." Meanwhile, a proxy will vote and speak on his behalf. At the moment they are…" she smiled." I mean, they were! Controlled by your guardian."

" Dumbledore! " Harry responded annoyed.

" Yes. " She added seriously. " We also took away his control over those votes. " The woman sighed. " Being what the Blacks were. " She looked at the elf. " I can only think that it means that he has also won the hereditary seats of this family." The elf nodded.

" These have remained paralyzed. "That being said. " Until now their positions were filled by the ministry. " He looked at the boy. " But now you, as the lord of the family, will have to assign a representative. I mean! You control seven seats in the chamber in total." Pomona giggled.

"This is going to be a lot of fun," said the former herbology teacher. "I would pay to see the old man's face when he tries to vote for Harry."

" I plan to go to the session! " A cheerful Flitwick responded. " Albus will not be the only one who will be surprised. " He smiled. " Can you imagine if the Ministry were to vote and it was not valid? I hope one is that pink toad! " Everyone knew that he was referring to the minister's undersecretary.

The only ones who didn't know her were Harry and Hermione. The girl's parents had read what the woman said in the prophet regarding boys. Enma had to control Dan on a couple of occasions.

"Can we continue?" the elf said, somewhat annoyed.

"Yes, sorry," Harry apologized.

The being reported the possessions of the Potters and the Blacks. By the end, Harry owned a large amount of property and vaults.

Everyone remained silent assimilating the information.

The goblin was not one of those surprised and looked at them annoyed.

" Do you want anything else? " He asked so that someone could talk.

" No, I mean yes! " The first to react was Minerva. " Do any of the properties have ancient and powerful protections? " The being looked at the scrolls and nodded. " If possible, a place with a lot of space."

"Is Black Island worth it to you?" the being asked, somewhat irritated.

"Do I have an island?" Harry asked. The being gave him a scroll.

"Blackrock." answered the goblin." A magically protected island between Wales and Ireland. The island does not appear in any Muggle documents. It is in an area of ​​strong currents and the island is surrounded by submerged rocks and cliffs. So if a ship comes close " he smiled " there are usually no survivors. Either because of the currents or… because of the family's customs. The protections are very old." He looked at a scroll." There is no more information about the place. Over time the Blacks made sure everyone forgot about the place. The rest will have to find out. " Everyone thought about what the being had said.

" It would be a perfect place. " Fitwick suggested. " In case of problems, we would be just a stone's throw away from Ireland. " Everyone understood where the problems could come from.

"How can we get there? " Harry finally asked.

"Call your elves," the elf responded angrily. "Blackrock has more than fifty house elves to support it." Hermione was about to say something, but Harry squeezed her hand to stop her.

"Thank you for everything," the green-eyed man said, standing up. "I hope to do business with Gringotts soon." The being nodded in greeting.

With some speed, the group left the magical bench. Pomona and Flitwick stayed to do some shopping in Diagon Alley. The rest returned to McGonagall's house.

Nobody said anything until the others returned. Everyone focused on their thoughts.

Once gathered and with a cup of tea in front of them Harry spoke.

"The island seems like an ideal place." the brunette began." Far from everyone and as Filius said, an easy way to escape if necessary. The fact that it is unmarkable is a great extra that would prevent unwanted visits. " Several nodded in agreement.

" But let it be a Black property... " McGonagall added. " I know you don't know anything about the history of that family but... their history is written with the blood of their victims and dark rituals."

"I think we should see the place first and then decide," Dan Granger suggested.

"Sounds good to me," Harry responded, looking at Hermione who nodded. "As lord of the Black family, I want an elf from Blackrock to appear before me!" he said out loud.

For a few seconds, nothing happened. But suddenly with two clicks, two elves appeared. Immediately they began to fight.

" Go away! Kreacher is the family elf! " said an old elf in a butler's suit.

" But Knekler is the chief elf of the castle! And the master ordered him to come! " answered the other elf.

" Both of you stay still! " Both beings froze. " What's going on here?"

" Kreacher is the only Black elf! " said the oldest. " Even though the master is an unworthy creature! Kreacher cannot allow another elf to claim to be a Black elf! " He smiled sadistically. " The unworthy master must give those bad elves the garment so that they die! " Everyone looked horrified at the elf.

" Why?! " Hermione asked. The elf looked at her with disgust.

" The... mudblood mistress doesn't understand! Kreacher is very unfortunate because...! " the elf did not finish.

"Shut up!" Harry said, annoyed. The elf obeyed. "You," he pointed to the other elf.

" Yes, master! " The elf responded, bowing. " What can Knekler do for the master?!"

"What did he mean by killing you with the garment?" he asked, guessing Hermione's thoughts.

"If an elf doesn't have a family, his magic disappears and he dies," the nervous elf responded.

"But I know a free elf who is fine," Harry responded.

" That is not possible, master! " The elf said with some fear. " If that elf is still alive it is because he has joined another family! " Harry and Hermione looked at each other and a crazy idea appeared in their head.

"You don't believe that..." he asked, she nodded.

"Would he miss you?" she replied.

" What's happening? " Enma asked.

"Dobby, come!" Harry said. Shortly after the hyperactive elf appeared.

" What can Dobby do for Harry Potter and his lady?! " The being responded.

"What family do you belong to?" asked the green-eyed man. The elf tensed.

" Dobby is a free elf! Dobby doesn't belong to anyone! " he responded proudly.

"I know that if it were like that, you would be dead," said Harry. "Please answer." The being became nervous and then lowered its ears and looked at Harry with some fear.

"Dobby joined Harry Potter," he said finally. "But even though they are united, the ritual is not finished until Harry Potter accepts Dobby!" he smiled nervously. "So Dobby can say that he doesn't belong to anyone without lying!"

"Would you really like to be my elf?" he asked. The little elf nodded happily. "Then, I accept you into my family." For a second something shined above the elf's head. Then he quickly hugged Harry's leg crying.

"Dobby is happy to belong to the family of a wizard as great as Harry Potter!" said the little elf crying. "Dobby will work hard to...!"

"Calm down," Harry stopped him. "I have to do something else." He looked at Kreacher. "Did you say that you are the only Black elf?"

" Kreacher is the only elf worthy of being one! " He looked at the couple with disgust. " Even though Kreacher has such unworthy masters! " Harry nodded.

" So Knekler." the being became tense." from this moment on. You and all the elves on the island are elves of the Potter family, of which I am also the lord. " The elf nodded. " Do I have to do or say something to do it?"

" No, master! " The elf responded. " By ordering it, it was done! Knekler will warn all the elves in the castle! Does the master want anything more from Knekler?!

"No thanks, I'll let you know," he responded. The elf disdained. " You! " He pointed to Kreacher. " Now you are the only Black elf left. " The being looked at him annoyed.

" Kreacher is not happy! Kreacher's unworthy master should have killed all those bad elves, instead of selling them! " He spat on the ground. " If he had at least sold them to a family that would kill them, it would have been a good thing! " Harry ignored it.

"When you die there will be no more Black elves," said Harry. "And no one will remember the Black family again." The being opened his eyes in terror.

" It can't be! " The nervous being began. " Kreacher knows that there are still worthy masters for the family and one day...! " The boy silenced him.

"I will make sure the family disappears," he said. "I will not give the title to any of my children! When I die, I will make my surname and family disappear with no way to return."

" Nooo! " The being threw itself on the ground to roll. " Kreacher hasn't heard that! Kreacher will wait for a good master! Kreacher…!"

" Shut up! " The being obeyed. " Where are you serving now? " The elf looked at him with disgust. " Answer!"

"At the Black mansion," he said without wanting to talk.

" Good! You will not leave it without my consent." added the dark-haired man." You will only come if I call you. You are allowed to ask for food or whatever you may need to live from a Potter elf." he smiled." That will be Dobby." the little elf looked at him.

" Dobby will obey his master Harry Potter! " he responded happily. Then both elves looked at each other with hatred.

" I don't want fights between both of us! " He finally said. " Return to the Black mansion. " He said to the old elf. The annoying being obeyed. " Dobby, prepare our things and those of the others, to go to Blackrock."

The small being happily complied with the order.

Hermione looked at the boy.

"Harry..." she said dangerously. He felt a chill.

"It's not my fault!" he said quickly. "If I didn't the elves would have died!" he defended himself.

"That's the only reason you get away," she responded, threatening him with a finger. Everyone watched with amusement as the girl effortlessly faced the green-eyed boy and demonstrated that she knew him very well.

Those present without magic had witnessed everything without understanding it very well. On the contrary, the teachers marveled at the way the boy had acted.

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Several elves were in charge of taking everyone to the mysterious island.

The view of Blackrock was, to say the least, incredible.

Without a doubt, the Blacks had known how to use magic and their environment to their advantage.

The three adult wizards looked at everything carefully before explaining their theory of how the place seemed to have been built. Even the Grangers gave a couple of examples of how they could have achieved the same effect without magic, which surprised the three adult wizards.

From what they could see there was only one way to enter the island. A piece of beach that turned out to be the only possible place to apparate, or use a portkey. The rest were large cliffs.

The sand was a color between black and gray. The stones looked like some kind of obsidian of different dark shades.

At the shore began a path of black stones that climbed the only slope of a cliff more than ten meters high. Everyone observed how the stones of the cliff seemed to be polished, preventing anyone from holding on. The Grangers explained how over time in nature this could be achieved with erosion and water. None of the magicians had any doubt that magic had accelerated that effect.

They passed what looked like a farm. On one side, several elves greeted them happily as they took care of the fields and orchards. On the other side, more of those creatures took care of different farm animals.

"The island is self-sufficient," McGonagall said pleased. "That will make things a lot easier."

At the end of the road, they saw a large mansion. The construction seemed to be made of the same dark stone that gave its name to the island. It seemed that the entire mansion was made of a single stone and carved from it. From a distance it was difficult to distinguish where the mansion began, concerning the stones of the island.

Although calling it a mansion was detracting from its merit.

He could see several higher parts that gave it the shape of a highly decorated castle. Although they did not take away any of its defensive power. The lower part had windows with thick bars and were well protected with strong exterior guards, undoubtedly also interior ones. It was easy to know that the place could go into fortress mode with ease, and of course, with some magic.

Everyone was speechless when they saw the place.

Hedwig flew towards the great mansion. They saw her enter through a hole and the wizards assumed that she was the local owl.

They did not dare to enter yet and they advanced along the side. Behind the mansion, they were amazed to see a forest that stretched along what looked like the coast. Without a doubt, its size was several times anything seen so far. Even the vegetation was a dark tone in keeping with the place.

" Is all this... an island? " Dan Granger said nervously.

"It seems so," Harry replied.

There was a howl. Everyone tensed, and the wizards prepared their wands.

" Very good! " Enma began looking at the two young people. " Rule number one. No visits to the forest! We don't know what could be there." The couple looked at each other.

" Mom! " Hermione responded. " I think Harry and I are the two most dangerous beings in the place."

" I don't care! " the dentist finished. " You won't go until we know what's there!"

"Let's ask," Pomona suggested. Everyone looked at her. " In theory, elves travel to the forest for plants and ingredients. " She shrugged. " They should know what there is."

"Knekler!" Harry called. The being appeared.

"What does Knekler's master want?!" said the elf when he appeared.

"What dangerous animals are there on the island?" asked the green-eyed man. The elf thought for a moment.

"The forest has a large population of deer! " The adults were surprised.

" Deer, here?! " Flitwick asked.

" Yes! " the elf responded " Knekler knows that someone brought them many years ago! " he thought again " There are also some birds and a large number of rabbits! Some foxes...!"

"What magical animals?" Hermione asked.

" Normal in any magical forest! Unicorns, some owls, and Grims' farm! " answered the elf. The wizards tensed.

" A FARM OF… GRIMS?! " the three adult wizards shouted at the same time.

" Yes... master! " The elf responded scared. " Knekler sends some elves from time to time to collect hair and bring the corpses of those who die!"

"An island with a population of Grims that no one knows about! " Pomona said without believing it.

"Why shouldn't I be surprised," Harry replied. "Being part of this shield... it was to be expected."

" What do you do with what you collect? " Pomona asked.

" Kreacher knows that for many years the house elves have taken valuable material to Knockturn Alley and the money goes to the goblin bank! " the elf responded.

" That's why the Black fortune is so important! " Flitwick added. " Grim's hair, their blood, or their eyes are very expensive and sought-after potion ingredients. " He thought for a moment. " The hunters have to look for the animal. And hunting is not easy. It can be said that this island has the only known hatchery."

"Where is that farm?" Harry asked.

" On the other side of the forest! " answered the elf. " There is an old cemetery surrounded by a swamp! It's a very good place for them! They rarely get out of there! " The elf responded. " Knekler went this morning and picked up two dead Females! " He responded happily. " It seems that they fought and both were badly injured! The other females adopted the puppies, except the two alphas! Tomorrow Kreacher will go to collect the remains and see if the babies have died to sell them!"

"Why haven't they adopted those two babies?" Harry and Hermione asked.

"Why did they want to pick up a hatchling that could kill their own dominant hatchling?" Flitwick responded.

" It makes sense, " said Dan. " It's already rare for a female with cubs to accept other offspring! It happens in some species. We think that when a lion defeats another, he kills his cubs so that the lionesses go into heat and give him his own cubs. By the way, What are… Grim."

"Think of the Baskerville hound, but completely black," Hermione clarified.

" It's cruel! " added Enma.

" It's nature. " Filius responded. " The law of the strongest and most powerful."

"So, what's in store for those two puppies?" Hermione asked. The elf nodded.

" Kreacher knows that without their mothers they will die soon! " answered the elf. " Kreacher will sell them and they will give him a lot of money!"

"But are they still alive?" Hermione asked again. The being nodded in surprise. " Can you bring them? " The being nodded and disappeared immediately.

"Hermione," Minerva said. "Be careful, even when they are puppies, Grims have a reputation for being very dangerous beings."

" I don't think... " The brunette was interrupted when Kreacher appeared with two large cages that contained a large completely black dog with large red eyes in each one.

" For Saint George! They look like two dogs from hell! " said Dan.

"That's how they are usually known," Flitwick responded.

"How old are they?" Hermione asked.

" Knekler thinks four or five months! " answered the elf. " But they still can't take care of themselves! Knekler thinks they will die soon!"

"But they are the size of a mastiff, more than a year old! " Dan Granger said surprised.

"The Grims are very powerful magical dogs." Pomona clarified." And of course twice as big as a normal dog! When they are adults they can best the biggest dog they know without problems. " The dentists looked amazed. " I don't know much more than that but..., it seems that these are still small to live alone."

Harry and Hermione approached the two puppies who were staring at them and growling. Although both humans and animals did not take their eyes off who was in front of them.

" Don't come close! " Minerva said. " They already have teeth."

The warning seems to have gone unheard. The couple put their hand between the bars and tried to touch the two beings. They both stirred and bit.

The young people withdrew their hands.

" damn!"

"I warned you," Minerva clarified. But something happened that surprised everyone. The two animals were surrounded by a faint dark-colored glow. As if it were the animal's own skin that shone. " What is this? " Minerva took out her wand.

The two cubs let out a small whimper and soon after stared at the couple. Something of the strange glow surrounded the couple for a second.

" Incredible! " Everyone heard Flitwick. " Few have witnessed this event! The adoption of a family member! And not just one, but two at the same time!"

"What is that?!" Enma asked, looking scared at her daughter.

"Those puppies have chosen Harry and Hermione as part of their family. Something like their brothers! " The little professor clarified. " This in itself is a very rare fact in the magical world! " He said euphorically. " Let's not say twice at the same time!"

Harry approached, hypnotized by the animal that looked at him, returning his gaze with a change in the color of its eyes. The reddish glow gave way to two green emeralds that promised the same end as the feared curse to anyone who faced the magical being.

Beside him, Hermione watched as her puppy's eyes lost the reddish hue and turned golden. Of a tone almost exact to that of the young woman's eyes.

"Great!" they said at the same time.

"Shadow," Harry said.

"Night," Hermione added.

" What?"

"Those are their names," they both said.

"He's Shadow," said Harry, opening the cage and petting the Grim when he approached.

"And she's Night," Hermione continued, repeating what her husband did.

Everyone watched in disbelief as the couple caressed the two large dogs without any problem. And how they returned their attention with big licks.

"Only Harry could have a Grim as a familiar," Flitwick said amused. On a perch Hedwig hooted." And such a special owl!"

"It's ironic." Pomona added." A black Grim and a white owl. Curious union."

"They give a gray color," added Dan Granger.

"It defines our new situation very well," said Hermione, looking at her new friend. "Neither dark nor light. Rejected by both."

[T/N: My God this was great! I'm so glad I decided to do another Potter book instead of waiting for the main book to finish. I've missed this wonderful universe! If you enjoyed this chapter then why not drop some stones, leave a comment telling me of your favorite parts, and write a review. If you can't wait for the next chapter then check out my Patreon for more chapters, when this chapter comes out we should be at least 5 chapters ahead over there. ]

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