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Unforgettable	By : Deadlymelody Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 35831 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series J.K. Rolling does. All characters used in this fic are hers, also I do not and will never make no money/profit from this story .

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Authors Note:

Thank you everyone for the great reviews! It’s nice to hear what everyone thinks of the re-write. I will try and update regularly! Also I want to give a thanks to my wonderful Beta Allanah-x .

Summary:

Harry awakens the day after a full moon of his third year in Hogwarts, only remembering a few tid bits of memory from the night before. Trying to put the events of that night behind him, Harry goes on with his life. After a month Harry realizes his stomach growing larger, his appetite growing stronger, and Professor Lupin acting very odd around him. With the full moon fast approaching, Harry finds himself being attracted to a mysterious howling from the dark forest, and the scent of his DADA professor.

Chapter 2

Harry looked around the deserted halls; he liked it when he had a moment to himself. Walking a leisure pace, he started towards his first class of the day potions, where he knew Snape would be waiting to strike with another detention. He had never figured out why the man hated him so, Harry had never deliberately done anything to the older man. Harry shook his head; he shouldn’t dwell on things that didn’t really matter. Sighing, Harry thought the hall was just too quiet. It made him want to make some semblance of noise, just to drive the eerie quiet away. He decided to think of a song and maybe hum it to himself, so there would be enough sound to keep him sane as he walked. It sounded like a good idea, so Harry began thinking of any song he could remember. Though the only song he could think of, was one he would sing to himself when he was alone at night scared. Harry could place where he had heard the song; it just stuck to him though.

“Who's afraid of the big bad wolf

Big bad wolf, big bad wolf?

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?

la la la la.

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf

Big bad wolf, big bad wolf?

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?

la la la la.”

Harry felt somewhat better when he sang that particular song, he felt like it chased his fears, doubts, and sorrows away. Harry turned the corner at the end of the hall, suddenly he felt the wind leave his lungs, and it felt like he was slowly falling into nothingness. This feeling, he hated it, like everything was draining from his body.

~You should be afraid of the big bad wolf, little lamb~

~I’m your big bad wolf, and you’re never going get away~

Hands everywhere running across his skin, raspy breaths could be heard in his ear, pain searing from his left thigh, a coppery smell invading his nose. He wanted to be far, far away and never wanted to look back. A slight pain rose up his spin like something was invading his body. The pain stuck there in his mind, driving at him over and over again, but along with the pain was something else. It made him feel good and disgusted at the same time.

A hand gripped his shoulder gently shaking him, sucking in a deep breath, Harry swiftly turned around. Draco Malfoy stood behind him, his thin blond eyebrow raised in confusion. He felt as though his body was drained of its blood. He could still feel the Slytherin boys hand upon his shoulder.

“Potter what the hell is wrong with you? You look like hell,” he voice held a semblance of concern.

“Nothing Malfoy, nothing at all. I just feel a bit dizzy” Harry half-lied through his teeth. Whatever he just went through made him want to fall over, hug his knees and cry silently to himself.

“Then get out of my way Potter, your large ass is taking up half the hall,” Draco lightly shoved Harry to the side walking past him, “Get yourself to Pomfrey, Potter, we have a score to settle at the Quidditch pitch tomorrow, and I don’t need a sick Gryffindor running the game.” the other stated, continuing his walk down the rest of the hall, and turned toward another before Harry could comment. Grumbling to himself, Harry proceeded to class, zoning out as he walked.

A haze, that’s what he felt like he was in, a very thick haze, he could roughly hear Professor Snape drone on and on about plants properties and how it was to be utilized in a potion. Momentarily, Harry thought he could feel eyes burning a hole in his head, he glanced up under his lashes scanning the room, Professor Snape, with his permanent scowl, was glaring heatedly at him. Harry knew he should have been concentrating, but it was getting harder as his day steadily progressed.

“I want a two foot essay of the prominent effects and the catastrophic effects Wormroot has on different potions, and Potter stay after everyone leave!” Snape shouted with a sneer.

Harry knew this could not be good, this was not a detention like he would usually receive from Snape, and his professor wanted him to stay after class. A dreadful feeling started to swirl in the pit of his stomach. Harry turned to both Ron and Hermione, who sat left to him, both giving him sympathetic looks. His throat felt constricted, making it hard to swallow. Harry watched everyone slowly file out of the class, leaving both his professor and himself alone. The menacing man strode over to him with a bottle of purple liquid contained inside. He chewed on his lip, maybe he should have skipped today, seeing the older man now stood in front of him, and knowing there would be no help to come.

~So what do you guys think mean old professor Snape wants? Guess what the bottle of liquid is, and any questions you might have will be answered next chapter. Please Review, I always love reviews, they keep me inspired!

(I was just told the lyrics are from The Three Little Pigs, lyrics by Frank Churchill)
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