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Mediocrity	By : Redkenja Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 40277 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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Here is the promised chapter eight. This one is more on Harry's health/appearance and wolsren. Enjoy!

-Red

"Oh, look at you! Such a handsome young man," cooed Nanna.

In front of her stood Harry James Potter, soon to be Third Year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in less than twenty-four hours. The intense potions regimen left stunning results. While still a short for his age group, Harry had grown three inches since she had seen him nearly a week ago. He would always be on the short side for the rest of his life, but by the time he stopped growing the disparity wouldn't be so large.

Long, thick hair braided around his head shined in the low light. A feminine hairstyle certainly, but as Harry spent time at the Burrow, he found that he couldn't say no Mrs. Weasley's desire to mess with his glowing hair. Even Harry's skin had a slight glow, though that was more related to his heritage than any potion she or Gwen had given the boy. Luminous eyes locked with hers, bright with tears.

"T-thank you N-Nanna!" he whispered sweetly.

"Are you ready for school?" Nanna asked him as she bustled around the examination room putting tools away.

"Yes!" Harry replied, excited for once.

A knock at the door alerted them to the presence of Harry's pack mates who had left for a few errands after dropping off Harry. They didn't want to leave him but it was a must if they wanted to surprise the boy later.

"Remmy! Siri!" Harry jumped up and ran at the two older men.

With a small, playful growl, Sirius rushed forward to catch his happy pup. He swung to boy up into the air and then tucked the squirming child to his side.

"Alright Nanna, what're the damages?" he playfully asked.

"Siri!" Remus rolled his eyes. With the way his pack was growing into themselves, soon he would have to put leashes on the other two. Just on the way to Nanna's, Harry and Sirius had run and bounced around with a surprising amount of energy. Remus even had to calm a few unsettled wizards and witches the two had disturbed.

"Well, after the two of you left, I gave him a full work up," began Nanna, ignoring Harry and Sirius much to their annoyance.

"I grew Remmy!" Harry squirmed frantically in excitement.

"Really, did he grow Nanna?" Moony clearly had a twinkle in his eyes. Whether that was some piece of magic or tears, he would not say not matter how Sirius tickled him later.

"Indeed he did!" smiled Nanna. "Now let's sit down with some tea so I can give you the spread."

As they settled down on the couch and chairs, a cheerful Gwen waltzed in with a tea service and a wide grin. Once the tea was served, the adults calmed down and became serious.

"The best news is that he has only improved and not worsened," Nanna began. "He is currently four feet, five inches tall, only six inches off the average low for his age. Now, his weight is up drastically but not quite where it needs to be just yet. Harry is currently three stone, eight pounds and needs to gain another sixteen pounds before I'll be happy."

Nanna took a second to drink her tea and let the information sink in. Setting down her cup, she picked up Harry's file. She wanted to make sure that she didn't miss anything before continuing.

"As we can see, Harry's eyesight is perfect and the cosmetic potions worked wonderfully. His bones are also fixed however, he may still ache every now and then, do expect to have problems with arthritis when you get older dear," Nanna warned Harry.

"The Revpuri worked, Harry is a declared virgin once more."

Gwen scowled at that. As much as she knew it to be important, she didn't like the fact that so much rode on a sumbissive's virgin status yet doms could copulate with anyone and as many people as they wanted, yet they could laugh over it and not worry. She even knew a few older dominants who encouraged such acts so the young dom could "properly engage, satisfy and subdue" their new mate. Safe to say, Gwen hated double standards.

"And finally, the anal and rectal wounds and scars have been healed and removed. As of now, Harry is perfectly healthy if a little underweight and a little short. I believe that, as he has completed the potions regimen, he is done with them. Continue to try and become a normal weight Harry but it should be done naturally rather than with potions. As to your height, it is merely a waiting game. Everything indicates that you will grow some more, but I cannot be certain how tall you will become," finished Nanna.

"Any questions?" she asked, handing Harry's rile over to Remus. "You can keep this copy, I have another filed away."

"No Nanna, thank you so much!" Remus clasped her hands.

"It was my pleasure to help your pack mates Remus. Now, since we have already spoken about Sirius, I think you three should spend the rest of the day together since Harry is leaving tomorrow for Hogwarts," Nanna smiled.

"Of course Nanna! We have a date at Fortescues after this," Sirius exclaimed as he picked a still squirming Harry up.

"Hey!" they boy shouted as Sirius put him on his hip again.

"Let me carry you!" the man playfully growled before faking tears in his eyes. "You're leaving me tomorrow!"

"Padfoot." Remus gave the man a look.

"Fine."

"Alright you two, let's go. There's ice cream to be had," he ushered them, or rather Sirius, out of the room.

After a few minutes of good byes and promises to write, the trio left the disguised healer's home and eventually Knockturn Alley itself. They meandered slowly through Diagon, taking in the sights and the parents doing last minute shopping before the new school year at Hogwarts.

Finding a table outside of the busy ice cream shop, the trio sat with their frozen treats and merely ate in relative silence. Once his dish was empty, Remus sat back to watch his mate and their pup. Despite not being directly related, both of them were so alike. Each them even had a dab of melted ice cream on their noses, and both certainly had a fondness for plain, uninteresting ice cream flavors.

It always threw everyone for a loop when they discovered Sirius only really liked vanilla, chocolate, and sweet cream, and rarely willing to try any other flavor. Many expected the man to like the more outrageous flavors.

Remus had to grin; this was how life should have been this entire time. No worries about a madman on the loose, only about not getting a brain freeze. The only way this could have been better, would be the presence of their two departed friends. James and Lily would never be forgotten and sorely missed in the recent light into their deaths.

"So Harry, is there anything else you need for the school year?" Remus asked.

"More importantly, is there anything you want to do before you are trapped in school for three months until Christmas break?" Sirius interrupted.

"Can I see Grimmauld?" he asked ice cream still on his nose and a drop of it in the corner of his mouth.

The two men shared a look. While it wasn't as dangerous, Grimmauld still wasn't very safe.

"Only if you promise to stay in my arms," Remus said. "We can wander about, but I won't let you down. It will be for a short while too."

"Fine," Harry was willing to agree to anything. He wanted to see his home, the home he would be sharing with Sirius and Remus. If anything, it would make going to Hogwarts a little better. Even though Remus was going to be there teaching, Harry still didn't really want to go back there, to the man who left him at the Dursleys.

As much as Harry loved Hogwarts, there wasn't any fondness extended towards most of the student population or the teachers. The students themselves were as fickle as the wizarding population itself despite the fact that most of them interacted with him regularly. Then it came to the professors. Harry couldn't find it in him to even respect them. All of the professors were in their own little world and not really there for any of the students.

Sure they had their duties to attend to like being house masters, deputy headmistress, potion's master, the green houses, the list went on yet it didn't seem to include the children. The closest professor to the students of Hogwarts was Flitwick, though many didn't approach him if only because he was Ravenclaw's head of house. The man was also irregularly called away for dueling tournaments and lectures.

"Ready?" asked Remus, preparing to stand.

"Yup!" said Harry as he popped up.

With a roll of his eyes, Sirius stood as well, bending to pick Harry up much to the boy's irritation at being treated like a very young child.

Remus had to restrain his laughter at the sight of the two. Both Harry and Sirius still had that dab of white ice cream on their noses. After being healed, between their skin and hair, they looked even more alike than he had noticed. Just like when he and Sirius were younger. Some days Sirius and James could pass for twins.

"Alright, let's go," he sighed.

They walked at an easy pace from the Alley to Grimmauld, which wasn't very far away much to Harry's surprise. Barely ten minutes away actually. Then the fact that the house itself wasn't very surprising was, oddly, rather surprising. He barely noticed Sirius passing him over to Remus as they stood in front of the home, taking it in.

The exterior was dark. From the shingles to the door, Grimmauld's face was done in shades of grey. Charcoal grey colored the trim and shingles while a more blue grey covered the actual walls. Craggily concrete grey stone steps led from the brown grey side walk up to the door that was probably once black, but had dulled with weather and time into more of a black-grey color. Even the railing had the same black-grey appearance.

Harry looked left and right. All of the houses on the street had the same appearance. The whole street itself had an appearance of neglect, of being forgotten.

"I t-think we should have a r-red door," Harry said.

Sirius chuckled, "Gryffindor red?"

"Bright red," the boy replied still looking at his future home.

"We'll see," said Remus, ruffling his pup's hair.

Together, he and Sirius walked up the steps and through the door.

It took nearly two hours for the trio to go through the entire rooms. The couple themselves had made it a point to deal with any of the immediate dangers located within the home, including the deranged house elf that Sirius' mother left behind.

With a few threats of being freed and the fact that the Black Family would be ashamed of Grimmauld's state, Kreacher actually began to help them after a few promises. Sirius and Remus vowed to not get rid of anything just yet, only to repair and refurbish the home to its previous glory. Once the house was repaired and decorated to everyone's liking, the couple would then go through each item one by one to determine its value-both monetary, historical, and personal. Only then would they begin to remove items without much value.

Only three rooms thus far had been completed since the duo started their work. First was the kitchen, as they needed to cook and use the floo. Second was the living room so they could rest, plan, and store their tools. Finally, the first room to actually be completed was the master bedroom and it's attachments. As soon as that was completed, Sirius and Remus moved into Grimmauld so they didn't have to travel back and forth between it and the Leaky Cauldron. Some nights they finished so late that it would have been impractical to travel back to the Cauldron.

They only had two projects currently. First was finishing all of the bathrooms as the master bath was only one completed, and second was Harry's room. Though they did want the boy's opinion on what was to be his room, for this one time it would be limited to furnishings and decorations.

By the time Harry was satisfied with his tour-come-interrogation, it was late and Kreacher was serving the trio a delicious dinner that was quickly eaten in silence.

"So Harry, what do you think about Grimmauld?" Sirius broke the silence.

"I would h-hate to see w-what it was like before you s-started!" Harry said with a look on his face. "Though I w-would like to have seen it in its former g-glory."

In the back, near the sinks, they heard a pot crash.

"I-it must have been amazing, such a s-shame."

There went another pot though none of them bothered to look. Remus and Sirius didn't because they knew how much that would have spurned the old elf, and perhaps that might make him be more willing to work. Harry, on the other hand, didn't look because he honestly had a lot on his mind. Between the ice cream, Nanna, and Grimmauld, he never got a chance to ask his guardians about their errands this morning.

"W-what did you do th-"

"Hold your horses there Harry, let's move to the living room before we open that can," Remus interrupted gently with a look to Sirius.

"Kreacher!" the man yelled despite the fact that the elf was standing only a few feet behind the man.

"Yes, Master Black?" the house elf grudgingly asked.

"Make hot chocolate please. If I remember right, you-out of all the elves- made the best," Sirius said, reminiscing for a few moments about all of the time he and his younger brother would come in from the cold to the deliciously thick and sweet drink made in particular by Kreacher.

"Yes Master Black," Kreacher mumbled a little less grouchily. As much as the elf liked to hate the blood traitor master that Sirius was, he was at least kind to the old elf.

With that, they all moved to the only other fixed room on the first floor to wait for the promised drink. Only a few moments passed before a quiet pop alerted them to Kreacher.

The elf set the loaded tray on the coffee table before disappearing.

"Now, Harry, when we left you this morning we had two goals," Remus began.

"The first was to retrieve this from my vaults," said Sirius, passing a small, thin package to Harry.

The boy looked at his godfather.

"Go ahead, open it!" the man encouraged him.

Slowly, carefully, Harry ripped the plane brown paper apart. Wrapped within several layers was a small, palm-sized mirror. Harry flipped it over, attempting to see if there was any significance to the mirror.

"Say my nickname pup," Sirius prompted.

"Padfoot," Harry replied in confusion, looking up.

"Look at the mirror cub," Remus smiled.

Doing just that, Harry nearly dropped the mirror in surprise. Instead of showing him his reflection, the mirror showed Sirius' grinning face. Looking up, he spotted another mirror of the same size within his godfather's hands.

The men chuckled.

"Should you ever want to talk to either of us, hold the mirror in your hands and state either Moony or Padfoot, and we will answer if we can," Remus informed him.

"It is charmed to be unbreakable," Sirius spoke up. "You can keep it in your book bag or better yet, your pocket. That way, if you get into trouble, you can contact us."

Harry carefully set the mirror down on the coffee table so he didn't risk dropping it. He would rather hold off testing the charms for as long as he could.

"Now, this is also for you and you alone. Not even Hermione can see this one Pup," Remus said gently. He knew how much the other two thirds meant to Harry.

Carefully, the man passed a ratty brown book over to Harry. It was thinner than any book Harry had ever studied out of and no bigger than a journal.

The tittle was a single word, written in a faded gold cursive.

Wolsren

"It is a book about your species Harry," Remus said. "There is an old pack, the only one, still here in England. London actually. And they have given me that book to pass on to you, so long as they get a chance to meet you sometime during the Christmas Hols."

"They said it was written by their own ancestors, very accurately mind you. So," Sirius sat back. "If you have any questions, that book is your best bet! Not that you can't come to us either…"

Trailing off into silence, they let Harry explore the book.

Harry looked up at them after a few moments, licking his lip nervously.

"Can we-can we go o-over some of this?" he asked quietly.

Smiling, Sirius and Remus moved over to the couch that Harry was on. Sandwiching the boy between them, the opened the book to the first chapter.

"Chapter one," Remus began in his professor voice. "Appearances. Wolsren can best be described as looking similar to hippogriffs, but not really…"

Steadily, Remus read the chapter on what Wolsren looked like. Indeed they did appear similar to hippogriffs in the fact that they two were half horse being capable of flight. Instead, standing as tall if not taller than a horse, they had the front half of a wolf and the back half of a horse. On its back were two large and feathery wings that brought said creature into flight. Flying in the clouds or running in the forest brought wind through their manes, which started a few centimeters above their brow and ended at their withers.

Black tongues licked at poisonous fangs, the only unnatural coloration on the Wolsren besides their sharp silver owl eyes. Despite their large size, the creature was actually light with their hollowed bones. Dangerous talons on their front paws were their only other visible defense aside from their fangs.

Between the warmth of the fire and the sweet hot chocolate in their bellies, one by one the trio drifted off into sleep. A spell from a grumpy house elf magicked them to the master bed for the night, the book left on the couch.

Thanks to RebeliousOne for your helpful PM's! By the way, I did create a book face thin for this story under the name Anicia Red. If you want updates in regards to this story, check that out. I seem to do pretty well posting updates to the next chapter there.

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