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The Girl Amongst The Wolves	By : albamezzora Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Fenrir Views: 27848 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Girl Amongst The Wolves

Chapter 17

Hermione buttoned the middle two buttons of Fenrir’s shirt as they lay together on top of the sheets of their bed later that day. The ringlets that she had grown accustomed to were messy and a little wild and she pulled some of them out from underneath the shirt. She stretched and then lay back down, cuddling up against Fenrir’s side under his arm. He kissed the top of her head and pulled her against him as he closed his eyes in peace. They had been alone for two days, allowing themselves to adjust to their new status of Marked Mates. No one was allowed to come anywhere near their rooms and their food always appeared on Fenrir’s bedside table at meals times, though it was charmed to stay warm and fresh so it didn’t matter if they ate on time or not. And most of the time they didn’t as they tended to be too busy having sex. Hermione had finally pulled on Fenrir’s shirt and he had sulkily agreed to throw a blanket over his lower half, jokily claiming that he wasn’t going to bother putting his trousers back on because ‘whenever he looked at Hermione, he would just need to take them off again’.

“Fenrir?”

“Hmmm.”

“When we first woke up and you showed me my body, you said that I would never gain or lose weight except for when…You know…”

“Except for when you are pregnant, yes. What about it?” He opened his eyes and looked at her.

“Well…That comment kind of…It occurred to me that we’ve been making love a lot in these past few days. And I know that Wolves are really virile; isn’t it something like the males’ sperm count is three or four times higher than humans?”

“Try six times higher.” He said with an air of achievement.

“Six?” She gasped, sitting up.

“Yes. Hermione, what does this have to do with any…Oh! I see.” He sat up and rubbed her back with comforting circles. “You’re worried about getting pregnant.”

“Well of course! You’re a Wolf and an Alpha – which then increases your fertility compared to an ordinary Wolf – and then we’ve been having sex for three days straight! I’m amazed that I’m not pregnant already!”

Fenrir chuckled and pulled her into his lap, holding her tight. “Don’t worry. Neither of us are ready yet so it won’t happen. Relax.” He kissed the mark on her neck from where he had bitten her during their first time together and she shuddered.

“Well, even if I won’t get pregnant, we can still practice for when we do want it to happen.” She smirked turning in his arms and kissing him. He growled and pinned her down to the bed, pulling his shirt, which was far too big for her, over her head and throwing it on the floor.

!”!

“It’s safe now.” Fenrir remarked as he pulled on his trousers for the first time in five days. Hermione was lounging on the bed, nonplussed by her nakedness. “It’s been five days; we have adapted, our appetites’ returned and our sex drives have lowered to an acceptable level. It’s safe for us to leave the room and be around others. Now where have you hidden my shirt, you dirty minx?” She laughed and pointed to where the shirt had been pushed under the bed by one of their trysts. He retrieved it and put it on, buttoning it up. He went over to the wardrobe and pulled out a gold dress for her, just like the old ones that the women used to wear when they lived in their camp in the woods. He also picked out a bra, underwear and shoes for her and threw them onto the bed. “Put those on, it’s time for us re-join the Pack and you need to reacquaint yourself with everyone. And then lunch.”

“Yes, sir.” She grinned, sticking her tongue out at him when he frowned at her. He went into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth whilst she dressed. When she was younger, there was a freshly Mated couple that had once claimed that they didn’t like the feel of clothes on their skin so soon after having Mated and Hermione hadn’t understood what they meant at the time – she did then. As she pulled the shoes on, she frowned at the feeling of having her toes pushed together. She went over to the bathroom and ran a brush through her hair as she watched as Fenrir rinsed his mouth out and dabbed his lips with a towel.

“Are you ready?”

“As I’ll ever be. But after lunch, we come back here.” She said firmly, rubbing herself against him suggestively. He growled fiercely and claimed her lips with a hard kiss, grabbing her wrist and pulling her out the room before she could change his mind.

!”!

Fenrir escorted Hermione down a lavishly decorated corridor. The walls were made of dark varnished wood. An elegant strip of carpet ran along the floor and there were oil-lamps and suits of armour and large plants lining the passage. When they reached the end of the corridor, there was a large staircase, just as elegant and varnished as the corridor, except the floor was made of white marble. As Hermione looked around, Fenrir laughed.

“The Dark Lord always had expensive taste.”

They continued for another minute, down another hallway and then came to a large set of double doors; again dark varnished wood with gold handles and decorations. Beyond it, there was a lot of talking and then silence. The doors opened by themselves and they entered a large dining room. There were at least fifty people in the room. They all stood up when they saw the couple enter the room, waiting for something to happen. They were lining a dining table that was approximately half the length of those at Hogwarts and they were in two lines running down the sides. At the end closest to the doors, there were two grand chairs at the head of the table, with golden plates, utensils and cups. Even if no one else had been in the room, Hermione would have known that she and Fenrir were to sit there. Fenrir led her to the two seats and a small man scurried up to them and pulled both their seats out for them. He was obviously the omega of the Pack. Hermione stood in front of her chair but remained standing. Fenrir stood beside her and kept hold of her hand. He looked around the room and then said,

“My Mate has returned. We are now Joined.” He paused to let everyone erupt with cheers of joy. Hermione smiled at the scene. Fenrir gently knocked on the table with a finger and the cheers died down in an instant, everyone becoming eerily silent again. “As many of you know, the Dark Lord has now taken over Hogwarts. As Hermione is still only sixteen, she will be returning for her final year. But she will join us for the Full Moons, do not worry.” His hold on her hand tightened for a moment before loosening again. “With my Mate by my side, we shall be a family again!” He held their hands up in triumph and the room became deafening once more. Everyone clapped and cheered and some stomped on the floor with their feet. Hermione found that her face was sore with all the smiling but she couldn’t stop herself from continuing to smile at the scene. Once again, Fenrir tapped the table and everyone quietened down again. “Let us have our first meal as a family.” Surprising Hermione, Fenrir pushed her chair in for her and then sat down, the omega pushing in his chair. When he was seated, everyone else sat down and waited.

Like Hogwarts, the food materialised on the table and everyone waited for Fenrir to take the first bite. Hermione waited when she saw him take a chicken leg and set it on his plate, but not take a bite. He looked at her and then nodded to the food. Getting his message, she too chose a piece of chicken and they took the first taste together. When they had done so, the rest of the Pack dove on the food and everyone enjoyed their first meal as a whole Pack, celebrating the long awaited return of their Alpha’s Mate and their Mating.
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