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Punishment	By : Holly Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 91201 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 23
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A/N Well NANOWRIMO is over for the year and I am please to announce I WON!! It has been an amazing experience and I would recommend that anyone out there who seriously wants to write give it a go. I had one reviewer who told me that nano was a waste of time and it was wrong to put my brilliant work on hold for it. As much as I appreciate the sentiment I don't believe it was a waste of time at all, even from the perspective of my loyal readers who have been waiting on bated breath for the next instalment, for several reasons.
1. my typing speed had increased no end, especially on my iPad which is where I do most of my work
2. After working on nothing but by project for 30 days I really cannot wait to get back to 'Punishment'! (Although I did have to give it a complete read through to get back into it)
3. I have found time in my day to write that I never knew I had!
4. I have learnt how to force myself to write when I really really really don't want to. Which means no more disappearing for a couple of weeks whilst I get back into the right mind set!
5. I now have 50,000 words of a novel which I will be continuing (at a slightly slower pace than I have been) so hopefully one day you will all see my name on the cover of a printed book!
I know that most of you are screaming at the screen going 'Come on I have been waiting a month for this!' but I just really wanted to share with you why nano has been something with real value for my writing and myself.

I shall hold you in suspense no longer! On with the show!

Fenir awoke to a small rap on the doorframe. He groggily lifted his head, careful not to disturb his mate, who was still sleeping contentedly, wrapped up in his arms.

"I am not sure that was the best idea" Fenir dropped his head down as he recognised the voice of the not quite in focus person in the doorway. "but at least he looks peaceful." Fenir snuggled his face into his mate's hair, not really wanting to get up. He gave the bare neck one last light kiss before slowly removing his arms and moving from the bed, picking up the furs and tucking them lightly around Harry's body.

"Don't start with me, Maya. He needed this, he told me." Fenir moved towards the hut entrance, throwing a fur around his mid drift to cover himself.

"I know, the whole pack heard him. Maybe not the best move politically either, seeing as we painted him as an invalid."

"Let's take this outside, I don't want to wake him." Maya nodded and moved back through the door. It was still light outside and the ground was now frost free, in fact it looked like it had been a perfectly normal late autumn day. Most of the pack were outside, enjoying the day, Lemmy and Saf sat sewing outside Lemmy's hut muttering jovially under their breath, casting the occasional covert look and smile in his direction. Wren sat at Lemmy's knee, wrapped up in enough furs to drown her, watching Rich, Heps and Pelim run around, their own furs flying from their backs, becoming makeshift wings. Fenir inhaled the crisp air, enjoying the fresh feeling of it filling lungs after a day of being cooped up in the stuffy hut. "Were we really that loud?"

"Yes. At any other time I might have been really happy for you but right now…"

"I know, I know, but he needed me. What was I supposed to do?"

"I doubt he was the only one. Feels good doesn't it, being that close to your mate."

Fenir's face cracked with a bashful grin. "More than I ever could have believed."

"That is good, having someone who loves him will help."

"He seemed fine before, maybe we have been worrying for nothing. I mean, he was different, I guess, but he wasn't like he was before."

"What catatonic?" Fenir nodded. "I should hope not. Just because he seemed better doesn't mean he is. We have no clue what is going on in his head. We don't know how he is going to react around other people, he could have flashbacks or a relapse. The best thing to do at the moment is take everything one day at a time and go slowly with him, which doesn't mean jumping back into bed with him!"

"I know, I know but he was there, whole. I mean, we don't really know what he was like before maybe he is just like this normally. One thing we do know is he is stronger than we think."

"I know." Maya paused for a second. "I want to try giving him back the pups. It is a strain on Lemmy and Wren having them and they need him as much as he needs them."

"I didn't even think of the them but you're right. I haven't been a very good father so far, have I?"

Maya gave a sideways smile. "Not yet but it has only been a couple of days and hectic ones at that. Give yourself a chance to catch your breath. This is why you have a pack, you don't have to do this alone." Fenir gave Maya a smile before bringing him into a hug. “Might be a good idea to give them some names though!”

Fenir gave a small chuckle. "You’re right, we can’t keep on calling them the pups!" Fenir's face sobered. "Seriously though, thank you for all your help. I don't know what would've happened if you weren't looking after us."

"You're welcome."

"My mate in the Alpha's arms, should I be worried?" Maya and Fenir broke their hug and looked over to Blue who was walking over to them. He hurried over, a wide grin lighting his face, before sweeping his mate up into his arms, spinning him around and giving him a big kiss.

"Like I would give you up when I get a greeting like that!"

"Good." Blue placed Maya gently down but kept his arm around his waist. Fenir watched them with a smile on his face. It was good to see his pack, his friends, starting to get back to normal, even though the look on Blue's face when he told him that Maya was missing would haunt him for a long while and from the way Blue was currently clinging to his mate it was unlikely he would forget it for quite some time.

"Alpha?" Fenir came out of his thoughts as Blue called him. "The doms are in the circle going over the preparations for winter, if you could join us it would be good."

Fenir thought for a moment. "Ram is in charge of all the preparations."

"We know that but it would make everyone feel better if you were there, just to advise or listen, especially after this morning. We weren't really prepared for such a cold snap. Most of the huts hadn’t even started gathering fire wood." Fenir bowed his head to think. He wanted to stay with Harry until he woke up.

Maya read his mind. "Look, I will bring the pups and stay with Harry. If he wakes up I will come and get you straight away."

Fenir looked dubious for a moment before he reluctantly modded his head. "Ok then but please tell me as soon as he wakes up." Blue gave his mate a parting hug before he turned and left, Fenir following behind. Maya rushed off to Lemmy's hit to retrieve the pups, anxious not to leave Harry alone for long. He could really do with a nap after all this.

***

He was alone again when he awoke but the furs wrapped around him kept the cold away. Something had woken him, a sound perhaps. The hut was silent now and dark, with only a small light coming from the dying fire in it's middle. He sat up slowly, careful to keep his naked body covered, his body still tired and sluggish, like he had weights attached to him. His eyes adjusted quickly to the dull light and he took his first look around the hut apprehensively. There was something about this place that unnerved him that hadn't been here before. It wasn't like that fleeting fear that had gripped him earlier, it was more unsettling, like someone watching him.

He froze. There was a movement on the other side of the hut. He scooted backwards as quietly as possible until he was teetering on the edge of the bed, hiding in the shadows. He bought his legs up to him and tried to make himself as small as possible. The thing looking like a mound of furs but it was moving slowly, not moving towards him, just moving up and down. He could hear it now, the slow breathing of a person, a person under the furs.

Suddenly he heard a squeak come from the other side of the hut, near the furs. He knew the noise but couldn't place it. It was the same small noise that had awoken him. He gingerly moved away from his shadow, moving slowly, watching the mound for any signs that the person was going to wake. He knew he had to be there, had to find the squeak. It was calling to him and not even the fear of the unknown person under that mound of furs could override the need to find it.

He slunk onto the floor and, keeping his back to the wall and low to the ground, he crawled sideways around the hut, keeping his eyes fixed in the breathing person. He could see the mound's face now, a man with long dark hair and a calm face. The source of the noise was between the sleeping man and the wall. He moved past the sleeping head, holding his breath and almost crushing himself into the wall. Once he had moved past he exhaled quietly and crawled closer to the source of the noise. Behind the man was a large basket which seemed to contain more furs. He moved closer still and reached his arm into the basket. Another squeak came from the basket and he removed his hand quickly. The topmost fur moved slightly and made it's noise again. He carefully reached over and pealed the fur back. His breath was taken from him instantly.

Under the fur blanket were two small babies. One was still sleeping, it's body wrapped around the other who looked to be slightly awake, experimenting with its limbs, throwing the around. He looked at them quizzically, his breath starting to quicken. The active baby opened it's green eyes and looked at him. Something akin to a smile crept across it's features and it threw it's arms towards him. He reached into the basket and lifted the small baby out, gently extracting it from the other. The second child woke up slowly, placing his thumb in his mouth. He held the first child up and looked at it. It was a little boy, with fair hair and stubby little arms. He had never seen anything so beautiful before, a pristine little wolf. He paced the baby in his arms and looked longingly at it for a moment before reaching back inside the basket for the second child, also a boy. They weren't identical, the second one had black hair and was paler in skin tone, but both were beautiful. He watched them in his arms, lost in them.

He was bought back with a jolt as the body under the furs moved. Panic gripped him like a fist curling around his heart. His breathing speed up and his arms curled protectively around the babies in his arms. He tried to move away from the sleeping man as quickly as possible but holding the babies made it difficult. He had to get the babies away, he was going to take them away. He looked over at the sleeping man. He was going to take his pups away!

He scooted his body back towards the wall with his legs and tried to work his way back to the bed. The babies didn't like the jiggling, their faces began to wrinkle up and their mouths opened to cry.

"Shhh" he hushed, pulling them closer to his body bouncing them slightly to sooth them. He clicked his tongue at them affectionately and they quieted down. He tried to move away again but the reaction was the same. He soothed them again and tried to think what to do. The fair haired boy stared up at him and slowly nuzzled his nose against his breast. He looked down at him in amazement as he searched for with his nose for something. He raised the baby up slightly and his enlarged nipple fell softly in to the baby's waiting mouth. Then he felt it, the determined suckle and the flow slowly trickling from his nipple. He moved the child up again and he latched on completely, the trickle turning into a flow. It was odd sensation but it felt completely natural. He tore his eyes away from the fair child to look down at the darker one. He seemed content to snuggle into the crock of his arm. The small baby gave a large yawn and curled up to sleep. Contentment seemed to come from them in waves, reminding him of something, some thought lodged in the back of his mind. His face crinkled up in concentration. He knew it wasn't right, he wasn't right. Everything he knew seemed to be vague and misty and he could feel that there was more, things which were just beyond his grip.

He smiled down at sleeping child, wanting to stroke his soft cheek but not wanting disturb the other boy, still happily feeding at his breast. They were such beautiful children, so small yet so perfect. His own fear began to ebb away, his mind forgetting the sinister presence under the furs, as it became overwhelmed by the slow tendrils of peace and happiness the twins sent to him. Their emotions began to melt into the cracks around his mind, slowly breaking away the wall surrounding his memories.

Gently things began to come back to him, memories and feelings flowing gently into his mind. Feeling of the two sparks bursting into life, his stomach growing outwards, the images and cravings they sent to him, the link… the link between them! Suddenly, like a wave crashing on the shore, he felt them, not just vague feelings, he felt their joy, he felt their love, he felt each incandescent part of them. It was like a gold thread connecting them together and it grew stronger and brighter with each moment. Their joy swept down the thread, through him, feeding his own. His babies! His children! The hole in him filled to the brim and then fed back to them, to his children, like a circle of happiness. It passed between the three of them, the twins connected in a way no sibling could be. The emotions overwhelmed him and tears fell from his eyes. The fair child let go of his nipple and snuggled into him like his brother.

He felt the bond loosen slightly as both children fell into a light, contented sleep. As it the brightness of the connection faded slightly he felt another, smaller connection. He followed it to find a small spark inside him. It was tiny at the moment but it was strong, pulsing like a star in the dark.

"Harry?" The noise jolted him out of his thoughts. The man from the furs was sitting up looking at him. Fear gripped him, freezing him to the spot. The twins awoke and began to scream, his fear flowing out of him, down the fresh connection and into the babies. He grasped on to them as tightly as he could and scrambled to his feet, trying to run to the door. The man stood up with him and blocked the exit with his body.

"Harry? It is ok, nothing is going to harm you, ok. You need to calm down." The man held out his hands, his voice was calm but it did nothing to stop the fear holding him tightly in its grasp. He had no idea why he was scared but he knew he should be. He bought the two children upright to his chest to hold them securely against his chest, whilst they continued to scream. The man started to move slowly towards him. "It's alright, Harry, I'm not going to hurt you." He started to back away until his back hit the wall. He turned his body slightly and started backing towards the bed. The man continued to come forwards. "There is nothing to be frightened of, Harry, I'm your friend." The back of his legs hit the bed, there was nowhere else to run. The man continued forwards, his hands still upright to show he was defenceless. "It's alright, Harry, I just want to make sure you and the babies are ok. I'm your healer, do you remember?" He knew he had to get away, had to protect the pups.

The man was getting closer, moving slowly like he was about to pounce. He closed his eyes, moving his head to brace for an impact, and gripped the babies tighter and then ran forwards, barging into the man with his shoulder and running for the door. He opened his eyes only to find the door blocked by the silhouette another, larger man. His mind blanked as fear overcame all of his faculties. He backed away as his mind flashed random images containing the looming man above him. Being shoved down in the floor, the pain as he was penetrated, the kicks the blows and then finally the parting glance as he walked out of the door holding his new born in his arms. He was overwhelmed and opened his mouth letting forth a terror filled scream.

***

The mood around the circle was one of apprehension and uncertainty. Although the weather had now evened itself out into crisp autumnal greyness the cold snap had scared the pack. The Pack had grown complacent in the mildness of the season and were now behind in there preparations for winter, which was not far away. Luckily they had had the foresight to preserve enough food and their bumper hunt a little while ago had helped significantly, but they were still woefully behind in collecting up firewood and kindling, not to mention hut repairs, water collection and drying out new furs and hides for warmth. Soon the lake would be frozen over, the trees would be logged with frost and there would not be enough furs to go around, especially with the amount of pups they now had to care for. He truly had neglected his duties as Alpha, Fenir thought to himself, and now the pack was suffering.

"The first priority is firewood and heating the huts." Ram said, Claw at his side remaining stoically still, his arms crossed in front of his chest. Fenir knew that look, he was challenging anyone to object to the decree. Ram looked nervous, wringing his hands slightly and occasionally attempting a covert look in Fenir's direction. Although he was older than Fenir he had never had such responsibility before. He had just been a hunter in his old pack and although he was beta now his main tasks had always been to make sure orders were followed, deferring to Claw or himself if anything important was bought to him. This would be good for him, to have to take on more of a role in the pack. The more he looked at the pack the more he realised that the problems ran deeper than just his mating. They seemed to be more fundamental than just one incident. They were an amalgamation of different packs, with different ways. Before, during the war, they had had their hatred of humans to bring them together but now whilst they tried to live in peace the cracks in their relationships were beginning to show. Perhaps this would be good for all of them.

"The subs will see to the huts," Ram gave another look to Fenir for agreement. Fenir gave him as covert a nod as possible so as to not look like he was pulling strings from the sideline, the pack needed to know that Ram was fully in charge. Ram's back straightened and he continued on, more confidently. "make sure they are cleared out, chimneys aired and a complete counting of furs. We need to know what we need to replace." The other doms nodded. "French, Matty, Bej, Charl and Nero. Go into the forest and see what is in a fit state to be chopped down for wood and repairs. Try for old wood but beggars can't be choosers. If it is too big for the four of you send for more of us. We need that wood." The four wolves nodded in unison and got up to complete their task. "Evan, can you organise the subs, anyone who has finished their huts should go out to gather kindling and fill up their water buckets. Han and Blue, you go with him. Me, Fenir and Claw will asses what need to be done with …"

Ram was interrupted by babies screaming. Fenir didn't even look at his pack before he got up and started running towards his hut. He reached the doorway quickly and swept the fabric door aside.

He swept the fabric door aside and looked quickly inside the hut. His mate was barging into Maya, who was baring the door with his body, running past the healer who had been pushed to the ground with a fair amount of force. Harry was completely naked and was clasping the two babies to his chest.

"Harry?" Fenir said. What had happened? The smaller sub opened his eyes and looked at him. He gripped the babies tighter to his chest as his face filled with fear. He slowly backed away from Fenir. "Harry, what's wrong? Please…" he moved forwards slightly, into the hut. Suddenly Harry opened his mouth and let out a blood curdling scream, His voice melding seamlessly with the twins.

"Harry?" Fenir said, moving slowly towards his mate. He had no idea what had happened but he needed to comfort his mate and children. "I'm here, please Harry…" He held his arms out to take his mate into them, he needed to make it better. Harry continued to scream, backing into the hut until his body hit the back of the hut, where he crouched down, covering the children with his body.

"Fenir! Get out now!" Maya had gotten to his feet and had grabbed Fenir's arm.

"But Harry…" Fenir didn't look away from the sub on the floor. He had stopped screaming now but was huddled, protecting his crying children, his body shaking like a leaf.

"You are only making it worse! Leave now!" Maya tried to drag him out of the hut but was too small to manage it. Fenir tried to move towards his mate again, his arm reached out only to find Ram and Claw dragging him back out of the hut. He let himself be taken, his eyes filled with water.

Outside the hut the rest of the pack had gathered, curious at the noise. Fenir felt their eyes on him, like heavy weights. He could imagine their thoughts. This was all his fault, he had hurt his mate again and there was nothing he could do about it. He felt his legs buckle slightly. Maya forced his head around to look at him to see his eyes glazed.

"Fenir, it is ok we will get it sorted."

"What are you all standing around for!?" Claw yelled at the spectators. The pack recoiled slightly. "You've all got jobs to do, get to it!" the crowd dispersed, some quickly, others reluctantly. In the confusion no one noticed as Melim quietly slipped through the door.

A/N well there we go another chapter over. I am having great difficultly thinking up names for the twins. I am not doing a poll or anything but suggestions would be really helpful. I really can't keep calling the the twins!
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