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The Pull	By : elvinwitch Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 9856 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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During a family camping trip Mandy is pulled to a cabin by a strange power. When she meets up with three men camping in a cabin in a Muggle camping grounds her life changes. Struggling through her own feelings of love and self doubt.

This story is dedicated to my Nana who just died. She wanted to be able to read my complete story so I finished this and read it to her. I know she will hear it in heaven. May her soul rest in peace, I love and miss you Nana. I’ll dream of you if you dream of me I promise and I never break my promises.

WARNING THIS STORY LITERALLY RETELLS THE WHOLE HARRY POTTER STORIES FROM BEGINNING TO END IF THIS BOTHERS YOU THEN DO NOT READ IT.

There will be sex in only chapters 8 and 12. I also have a learning disorder and cannot spell or do grammar, you have been warned. I have read it over a few time and hope that it makes sense. Sorry for all of the mistakes

I am in the Peace Corps so the updates will be sporadic sorry. I will try to do it once a month but there is no guarantees.

The Pull

Chapter 1

It was mid July and I was on a vacation with just my mom and dad in a log cabin in a valley. This camp site consisted of about a four mile drive down into the valley. There was a stream with a waterfall and five cabins spaced out on about an 800 yard area. A gravel road connected all of them together and to the water pump and outhouses. There was a basketball hoop, a net, and a horseshoes playing area in a big field. It’s a great place for hikes, fun, relaxing, and freezing cold baths or swims in the stream.

            On this particular vacation four of the five cabins were occupied at any one time. Cabins one, two, three, and four were in a row along the stream and five up on the hill. One and two had occupants the whole time I was there. Cabin four and five had visitor for a few days and then they left. We lived in cabin three a cozy cabin with a small kitchen, a loft (where I slept), a main room (which consisted of a sofa, table with four chairs and two rocking chairs along with a magnificent fireplace), one bedroom, and a full closed in porch with a picnic table and benches. A few kerosene lights were on the ceiling; there was no running water or electricity, just you and nature. All of the cabins were the same except for cabin five which didn’t have a loft but a bigger main room. Cabins one, four, and five had little kids with them between the ages of one and ten. I was nineteen at the time about to start my first year of college and having the time of my life before school started.

            This is where my story begins, we arrive on a Monday at four pm and it was a warm sunny day. The valley was almost empty. Cabin one arrived early that day but was out and the other people hadn’t come yet. The first night is always the best night because you know that you have a whole two weeks to spend down in the valley, cooking over a log stove and listening to the stream as you fall asleep at night. The next few days went by normally. Mom and I took walks on the trails; we went swimming in the swimming hole at the bottom of the waterfall. I jumped off the rope swing into the numbing water and getting an instant brain freeze every time. We played games on the field and talked with the other guests.

The one thing that was not normal was cabin two. Every time I would walk past it I would feel something. It was almost like a pull or power. It was unexplainable, strong and inviting. I would catch myself stopping and watching the cabin in the middle of the night. I would wonder what it was that was making that pull and why the cabin was so different. I would then keep walking knowing that it was none of my business. All that I knew was that there were three men there that kept to them. I rarely saw them and they didn’t talk to anyone.

            On one particular night mom and I planed a neighborhood campfire. We had smores or just marshmallows. Everyone was invited especially the kids. We talked, played games, sang songs and over all had a grand time. As it got late and the children went off to bed, the adults sat and talked.

“I haven’t heard much from the people in cabin two.” I said trying to see if anyone knew anything about the residence or felt the strange pull.

“Yeah, there were two men there earlier this week and the third one arrived about two days ago. They seem to be old friends.” Said the women from cabin one.

“Oh, I haven’t met them.” I responded.

“They tend to keep to themselves, strange though I never see smoke coming out of the chimneys. They must have a gas stove or something.” Another piped in.

The topic soon changed and I began to think loosing the flow of conversation. I knew something was going on in the cabin and I was determined to find out. Curiosity got the best of me and I decide to go and talk to the three men before the week was over. I knew it was a stupid idea and that curiosity always kills the cat but the pull was getting to be too much. I excused myself from the fire circle and went towards the cabin. It was getting dark about eight o’clock or so. I didn’t have a watch on at that time but I figured they would be awake. I knew if I didn’t go now I would loose my courage. I walked to the back door and knocked.

“Excuse me.” I called out to them. They were on the back porch drinking something and talking.

“Yes, hello” said one of the men with brown hair.

“May I come in?” I asked, I knew it was rude to invite oneself into a house but at this point in time all manners were out the window. The man looked at the others before turning to me and nodding. I opened the door and the power hit me with overwhelming strength. I gasped and stopped in my tracks in shock before continuing towards the table.

“I’m sorry to bother you, but I haven’t met you yet and I was curios…” I paused. How could I tell them that I felt strong power coming from the cabin, from them without sounding crazy? As I came closed something in my switched on and a part of me that was usually closed off came out in full force. I throw all caution to the wind and my thoughts began to pour out. All of my control was gone.

“I felt strength, a sort of power or pull of some sort coming from the cabin since I came. I can’t really tell you what it is but it’s strong and hard to resist. Oh my now you must think me crazy. I don’t usually talk so freely but I just had to figure out what it was. You see a bunch of us were sitting at the fire circle having smores tonight and you guys came up in the conversation. I knew that I had to talk to you to see what that power is.” I rambled on “But now that I’m here, inside I…. It’s changed if only slightly but it is more powerful and even more overwhelming.” I moved closer to them almost like I’m subconsciously reaching for them. I had no real control over anything I did. All I knew was that I had to get to them, had to know. They were silent the whole time and stared at me. One of them started to talk before I could continue.

“What are you talking about?” the guy with close to bleach blond hair asked.

I blushed and stayed silent for a while as my saintly came back to me.

“Umm, I…” I looked at each man as they stared at me waiting for me to answer. “I…” I didn’t know what to say. I just made a fool of myself in front of three strangers but the power was still strong. “There is a pull or power that is very strong around you three. It was pulling me towards the cabin for the whole week since you came here. I know that would crazy but it is all that I can understand.” I finally said moving even more closer to the table. I looked at the face of the man who spoke to me first. “You know what I’m talking about I can tell that you shocked that I motioned this or something. You are also different from the other two. Why? What is going on?” I took a seat next to the man in question.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” The dark hair man said “But I don’t like the way you are acting. Leave our cabin this minute.”

“I’m sorry sir but I will not leave until I understand why I can barely resist the pull to the cabin and to the three of you.” I said

“We don’t know what you are talking about. How can we help if we don’t know what is going on.” The brown haired guy said

“I know you understand and I don’t like being lied to.” I said as I turned back to the man. “If you three don’t want to talk then I will find out what I need to know on my own. But I will not leave until I find out. This could be an all night thing or you can start talking and make this fast.”

No one moved or spoke. I shrugged and turned to the one that I knew was different if I could figure out what was different I could find out what was going on. I moved closer to him and looked at his face and body. I pulled him up from the bench and inside where there was lighter. He protested but went anyways. The other two followed watching what I was doing. I placed him in the middle of the room right below the light and began to walk around him looking for anything that could give me a clue or something strange. I only saw some scratches on his face. I tuned to the blond and grabbed his hand and brought him to the center and moved the brown haired guy and repeated the same thing. When I got to the dark haired one I met resistance. I shrugged and began to circle him where he was.

“You” I said turning to the brown haired on “You have those scratched on your face. The others don’t. They seem to be made by an animal. They are both new and old. Where did you get them from?”

He remained quiet and I was beginning to get mad. I hated when knowledge was kept from me. I went up to the light brown haired man that had the scratches and stood upon a chair to see his face better. I looked closer at the scratches.

“I would have to say some cat like animal with claws. Not a house cat no, that’s not right, the scratches are too big. Bear maybe or a wolf… Wait wolf. Power.”
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