What do we do now

Disclaimer: Well I think that I can honestly say that I have no ownership

over Harry Potter and his friends, even though he is absolutely adorable.

A/N: I can’t believe how much feedback I am getting on this story; it is

thrilling to see all of the reviews. I was really worried at how you all would

take him being an animagus at such a young age but hopefully you will

understand how by the end of the chapter. Another thing is that there have

been several people that are concerned with Jocelyn, Minerva’s daughter,

being a Mary-Sue. Sorry no dice. I do not like Mary Sue characters I think

that they take away from the rest of the characters. She is just another

character, period. No superpowers. There aren’t you happy now.

One other thing before you read this chapter. The reason that I started

posting the story on this site was because there will be some smutage

between out dear Severus and our lovely Jocelyn. On with the story.


Chapter Eleven: Found: One Runaway Pup

Daylan watched as his Daddy sat motionless on the bed looking down at

him in shock. Maybe it was really was a bad thing. He didn’t want to see the

rejection in his Daddy’s eyes so he did the only thing that he could think to

do. He ran.

Severus was shaken out of his shocked stupor when he saw his son still a

wolf cub dash out of the room. He quickly ran out the door after him but

Daylan was already out the door of his quarters. He needed to get to him

before he got hurt.

Severus shouted out in his mind, He said over and over again but his son was silent. He

didn’t know if Daylan’s telepathy carried over when he was in his animal

form, then again he didn’t know how close he had to be to Daylan to talk

with him either. Severus ran quickly through the winding corridors not

seeing his son anywhere. He was starting to panic, he knew how some of the

students acted around animals, especially some of his older Slytherin

students. Curse now. Ask questions later.

Just as he was getting ready to turn the corner he ran head first into Minerva.

“Goodness Severus!” Minerva said he hand clasping her robes tightly at her

throat. “You nearly scared me to death! What are you doing running around

like a lost first year?”

“Daylan took off after he misinterpreted my reaction to something. I don’t

know where he is and I need to find before one of the students sees him.”

Severus said as he started walking up the corridor, Minerva was following

closely behind trying to catch up.

“I am sure that if a student would see a young child running around the

would take him to a professor or the headmaster. He can’t get into that much

trouble.” Minerva replied wondering why Severus was panicking, yes it was

worrisome that he had run off but nothing terrible was going to happen to

him.

“The problem is that if a student or one of our colleges would find him they

would not see him as a lost child.” Severus snapped out.

“What in Merlin’s name are you talking about? I am sure that the residence

of this school would be able to recognize a small child if they saw one.”

Minerva snorted back incredulously.

“But that’s just the thing. They wouldn’t be able to see that he is a child

because he is a BLOODY ANIMAGUS!” Severus said exasperatedly. “This

morning when I was getting him out of the bath I noticed something about

his back that made me furious. Daylan thought that I was mad at him and

started withdrawing into himself until I managed to reassure him that he

hadn’t done anything wrong.”

“What did you see on his back?” Minerva interrupted quickly.

“His back it covered with literally hundreds of scars from being beat with a

belt. When I asked him what had happened to his back he told me that it was

his punishment for doing ‘The Bad Thing’.” Severus said quietly.

“The what?” Minerva interrupted again.

“Vernon Dursley beat him with a belt because he could turn himself into a

pure black wolf pup.” Severus said his voice tinged with hatred and

unadulterated rage. He would make sure that Vernon Dursley received just

punishment for what he had done to his son.

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Daylan was running as fast as his four legs would carry him. He didn’t want

to be rejected again; he couldn’t bear to see the rejection in his Daddy’s

eyes. Not when he was finally starting to be happy and for once in his small

life he didn’t feel like he was a freak. Daylan had been so intent on getting

as far away from the possible rejection that he could that he wasn’t watching

where he was going and ran head first into a pair of legs. Instinctively he

curled up into a ball and waited for the angry hits to start.

“Oh my, who do you belong to you precious thing.” Jocelyn McGonagall

asked the black puppy as she carefully scooped him up into her arms and

held him protectively to her chest. She then turned and started her walk up

Albus Dumbledore’s office. She needed to let him know that she had

arrived.