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A Blessing of the Moon	By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 61532 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 18
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters of the books. They are the Creation of J.K Rowling and i make no money of these stories. This is just for non-profit fun

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Chapter 11

As the night went on Harry found himself drawing from the pack, he ran into the forest with Fenrir on his heels. He wanted the Alpha alone and decided that going deeper into the forest was something he wanted to do, no one thought anything of it because no one questioned the Alpha or his intended. Harry skidded to a stop in another clearing and looked around panting, he couldn’t smell anyone besides Fenrir and other animals that roamed the forest. Harry heard the crunching of twigs when he felt something knock into him and he yelped and rolled as large paw came down by his head and he looked up into the face of his Alpha. Harry felt his wolf form slip away as Fenrir did the same thing and he grinned lifting his hand up and stroking the face of the man above him.

Fenrir growled softly and nuzzled into the hand, “you are amazing, what you did tonight…I don’t know how we can repay you. You are such a blessing in my life.” He leaned down and brushed his lips against Harry’s before laying his head on the boys shoulder and inhaled his scent. He bit back a growl as his arousal grew and whimpered when Harry brushed up against him. “Bloody hell Harry, are you trying to make me lose my mind?”

Harry grinned up at him, “by our laws and standards I am more than ready for you. I’m tired of waiting Fenrir, and I know it causes you pain, just let go and claim me before I end up taking Dori up on his claim.”

Fenrir gave a low growl and nipped at Harry’s throat, “it’s not funny to tease me so close to the full moon my little love.”

Harry groaned and brushed against Fenrir again, “please Fenrir, claim me already.” Harry begged.

Fenrir groaned as the begging of his intended drove him over the edge. “Alright, but for the love of the moon don’t regret me Harry.” Fenrir groaned as he nuzzled into Harry’s neck, he then stood and pulled Harry into his arms.

“Fenrir what are you doing?”

The elder wolf snorted, “you will not have your first time on the dirt of the forest floor, while yes it’s romantic under the moonlight and stars with nothing but the sounds of the forest, but that will be for another time. I want your first time to be something special, more special then a rut on the ground. ” He arched an eyebrow at the boy in his arms, “any objections?”

Harry blushed furiously and shook his head.

Fenrir chuckled as he walked calmly from the forest, his long legs eating up the ground as he quickly made his way to his hut. He opened the door, without losing his grip on Harry, and walked into the warm clean hut. Fenrir set Harry down and walked over to the fire to lay a few more logs down and moved around the hut lighting some of the lanterns that hung from the walls. He watched as Harry looked around, his hut was by no means lavish but it was clean and held trophies from his kills. He watched as Harry walked over to one of the walls where a black bear’s pelt hung, the pelt itself nearly dwarfed the boy and Fenrir couldn’t help but feel his Alpha wolf swell in pride as his mate looked at the spoil of his kill with awe.

“How big was this bear? This pelt is massive!” Harry gaped in awe as he ran his hand over the soft black fur.

Fenrir chuckled as he sat on the bed, giving his submissive space as well as making sure he kept himself restrained since they were in close quarters and trying to not scare the boy off. “He was a big one, nasty thing too. It must have been maybe ten years ago, I was over in Scotland and this bear had been terrorizing this village, the men said he must have been a demon since they had pierced it with swords and arrows and the bear wouldn’t die.” He leaned back as he remembered back to the fight, “back then I was without a pack it was just myself and Dorian, so we traveled and saw the world. I took odd jobs, hunting or blacksmithing and Dorian did his research as well as offered healing for money and we took every job we could get. They paid me 200 pounds to take that bear down, he was large and had arrows in his hide and was even missing an eye. It was definitely a fight that I would definitely not want to be in again. The bear himself had to have weighed about 46 stones, nearly took my arm off, gave me a nasty scar, Dorian nearly had a heart attack.” Fenrir laughed as he rolled his arm and showed off the pearly scar wrapping around his arm.

Harry walked over and ran his fingers lightly over the scar, his face pure awe as he ran his fingers lightly along the scar. “Wicked,” he breathed, his mind racing in circles as his inner wolf begged him to crawl into the lap of his alpha and bask in the strength that the man had.

Fenrir could smell the arousal as well as some confusion coming from the boy and he opened his arms for Harry to crawl into his lap. He smiled as softly as he could, trying to make sure he was open and calm. “Harry, we don’t have to do this tonight, we can just talk.”

Harry’s head snapped up his eyes large, “b-but…I mean…I-”

Fenrir offered a kind smile, “Harry, this is a lot for you in a short amount of time. You were abused, you don’t need to offer yourself up for sex to be my mate. I told you I was willing to take everything slow and easy for you. If you want I will tell you every story about my trophies in here, I will sit here and hold you, I will just lay in bed with you holding you close as you sleep. I want you to be completely comfortable, you have only been a wolf for a month, you are still young, taking on a full mating is a big thing, you’ve also had to deal with the abuses from your family, the deception from others around you, we turned your world on its head and I am perfectly ok with just talking with you. I also want you to come to terms with everything, I want you to settle yourself with everything that has happened to you. I know you haven’t talked about it, not even with Dorian, not that he would tell me anything if you did say something to him. I want you to be able to talk about what happened.”

Harry sighed and nodded, “I just…I guess my wolf is pushing me to be in a full mating. But I’m scared, I don’t know how to deal with these new instincts.”

Fenrir nodded, “your wolf is also very close to the surface, what happened tonight was your wolf being close to the surface, I can, with certainty, say that all the other mated couples will be in the same boat as you were, begging for the attention of their partners. But what you have to learn is knowing that while yes we hold the wolf within us it does not rule us, we were not born wolves we are just gifted their form, even my own wolf is a constant power struggle within me. It’s just a matter of how you deal with it, for you I want you to deal with the pain you have suffered you have to accept that to make you into a well-rounded human, and you also have to get used to the instincts that come with being a wolf. But not matter what Harry I am here for you, the wolf in me recognizes the mate it sees in you the man in me wants to get to know the man that is in your own heart. You are precious to me Harry, and I’m not saying this as sweet talking you, I am saying this because I need you to understand, we don’t have to rush.”

“But I’m leaving the Manor soon…I have to go back to Hogwarts and I have to go live with the Malfoys.” Harry felt the tears prickle in his eyes as hopelessness swirled in his head and his wolf snarled at him for being weak.

Fenrir pulled Harry into his arms and cuddled the boy close stroking his hair and back and letting Harry’s head rest over his heart, knowing that for submissives the sound of their Alpha’s heart beat made everything easier. “Harry, I know you have to go, I want to keep you here because then I know that I can keep you safe. But I also know that this is something you have to do. You enjoy hanging out with Draco, I know you do so don’t lie to me love, this will give you a chance to truly see what being in a family is like. I voiced my concerns to Narcissa and Lucius and they both have soothed my concerns, my first and foremost thought is always your safety, I am confident that they can keep you safe, and Sirius even said he was working on something to make it easier for us to communicate when we are far away from each other. So please stop worrying about being away from me or the pack, we are always with you and will always be there when you need us all you have to do is owl, floo or even call us through the pack bond.” Fenrir reached over into his bedside table and pulled out a box and laid it in Harry’s hands, “I was waiting to give this to you when you left for Malfoy Manor, but I think right now you need it.”

Harry blinked as he held the simple black box in his hand, “what is it?”

Fenrir chuckled, “open it and find out.”

Harry’s hand shook as he opened the box and gasped at what was inside. A beautiful ring in what looked like silver laid inside. “Is this silver?” Harry asked softly as he continued to gape at the ring.

Fenrir smiled, “no, it’s made from platinum, more precious than silver. I made it while you and Dorian were doing your lessons on plants or what not, spent many hours in the forge to make this for you.” He lifted the ring out and slid it onto Harry’s ring finger smiling as the resizing charms fit it perfectly to Harry’s finger. The ring was forged into a wolves head with a finely polished moonstone in the center of it’s forehead, it covered Harry’s finger from the base to the second knuckle down. “This ring is special Harry, that moonstone is an emergency Portkey, if you get knocked unconscious or are in a life threatening situation it will bring you here to me.” He held out his own hand showing the same exact ring on his finger, “my ring will also heat up if you are in pain or danger and will act as a tracker so I can find you no matter what. That is as long as you never take it off. I also infused the metal with my own blood. I literally poured my sweat and blood into this ring for you so I can make sure you are safe. You are never far from the pack as long as you wear this ring.”

Harry gazed at the ring and felt tears prickle in his eyes, he looked up to see a tender loving look in his Alpha’s eyes and felt his wolf come to terms with being away from Fenrir as long as he had a way back quickly. “I won’t ever take it off Fenrir, thank you.”

Fenrir smiled as he brushed a tear away that had fallen from his mates eyes and kissed him softly. “I would give you anything Harry you just have to ask. It’s not selfish to ask me for things, I like seeing that smile on your face, and it makes me feel good to give you things that make you happy. To me it shows that as your Alpha and your dominate that I can make you happy by providing things for you.”

Harry smiled, “it’s going to be hard, I grew up with nothing pretty much until I went to Hogwarts, even then gifts are something that my cousin always got never me. It’s hard for me to ask for things because I’m used to being denied. I just learned to live with it.”

Fenrir nodded, “I understand. At least you aren’t fighting with me like when I brought you that Celtic arm band from my last mission for Tom.”

Harry rolled his eyes, “I can’t very well run around with what is meant to be a dagger sheath strapped to my arm.”

Fenrir barked out a laugh and cuddled the boy close to him nuzzling his hair. “You just make me want to spoil you, give you all your heart’s desire and watch that beautiful smile of yours cross your face.”

Harry blushed hotly and squirmed in his mates arms. “Fenrir?”

“Hm?”

“W-would it be alright if I stayed with you tonight?” He asked softly.

Fenrir smiled, “I’d like that Harry, very much.” The elder wolf said softly as he laid back against the pillows and furs taking Harry with him.

Harry shifted to where he was still in the wolf’s arms but more at his side, he traced his fingers over a jagged scar that raced along Fenrir’s chest. “How did you get this scar?”

Fenrir gave a low rumbling chuckle as he stroked one hand up and down Harry’s side. “That one? Well…when I was about your age I thought I was king of the world. My father was a tough old bastard, leader of the Pack, strongest wolf but also the wisest. I was a little smart ass and he decided to teach me a lesson.” Fenrir launched into the tale with Harry listening intently.

~~Hogwarts~~

Dumbledore snarled as a letter sat on his desk, his magic flinging around him violently and Tonks cowered behind Minerva who acted as if it was normal. “How could you let this happen?” The elder man snarled.

Minerva didn’t bat an eye, “it was not our doing Albus. You knew exactly what was happening at that Muggle home and you let it. I warned you it would blow up in your face, and I was right. Pureblood politics are in play and there is nothing you can do to stop it. As far as anyone knows the Malfoy’s are a good upstanding powerful family, you can’t challenge their claim since your blood does not mix with the Potter line giving you no claim to the family. And James and Lily’s wills both state that Harry was to not go to his relatives if something happened but to his god fathers, since you ensured the godfathers were out of the picture you left Harry wide open for the Blacks to take him.” The Animagus said firmly.

Dumbledore shot her an icy glare, “I will find a way to fix this Minerva.” He spat, “I will manipulate the boy’s hate of Draco, he will hate that place before long.”

Minerva sighed as she shook her head and turned on her heel to leave. She walked briskly to her office and shut the door before warding herself away. She leaned heavily against the door and rubbed her temples, Dumbledore was losing it and losing it rapidly. If she was honest with herself, she was sick of this war, everything involving Harry made her heart sick. She knew what he went through at his relatives house and she saw that he could somehow still smile and be a happy child when he was given the option. She walked to her desk and pulled out a photo of a young boy who looked to be 10 or 11 with a grin that was missing a few teeth and a broom in one hand. She ran her fingers over the picture as tears welled in her eyes and she pressed the frame to her chest as sobs wracked her body. “Forgive me Julian.” She begged the photo as she sank into her chair.
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