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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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Fenir marched ahead, as the the two dominants carrying the child struggled to keep up with him. He knew his pace was excessive but he was too deep in thought to care. He knew only two things right now, firstly that this submissive was his, he knew the second he had first smelled that flavour coming from the cave, his wolf had raged at not being able to take him right then, it didn't like to be controlled. Secondly it had to be punished, he knew Lupin, had been his sire, fought against him several times during the war, he knew the bond that had been between the Hogwarts friends. They had become his surrogate pack, helping him through his transformations, helping him embrace his wolf. Knowing that he knew that even though every member of that pack was dead Lupin would have made Harry a part of that pack, that meant he had not only killed a werewolf he had killed his own pack mate, perhaps even a surrogate father. That was unforgivable. There was internal battle going on within him, two different urges pulling giants each other, one to kill and the other to mate.

They came to middle of the village, where the subs were preparing the deer for tonight's meal. His pack was strong but it could be stronger. The sub they were dragging was powerful in a way he had never felt or smelt before. His power would enrich the pack and give them new blood, new pups. He was proud of his pack, they were strong and capable but their strength would wane if they didn't continue to grow and flourish, and that they couldn't do without more subs. The subs of his pack had come through the bad times better than most but they were still shadows of what they should be, broken down by the heartaches they had had to endure. Most of the subs in his pack had lost at least one pup, either to death or captured, to be sent to the ministry 'reform' schools where their bodies poisoned by Wolfsbane and their minds poisoned with tales of savagery and darkness, learning to hate themselves and their pack. That was where Lupin had been taken when an Auror raid had killed two of the pack’s dominants. The bond between a sub and their pups was something that no dom could ever understand but was in total awe of. It was magical, two beings relying on each other totally, cherishing each and every breath. When that bond was broken something inside them shattered, pups and subs had been known to die just from the agony of loosing that feeling, those subs that did survive were hollow shells of their previous brilliance. That was why subs were so precious, especially to born werewolves, and so rare. They were the mothers of his race, fierce protectors but at the same time delicate and in need of protection, which the doms provided happily. In return they received love, grounding them from the pure influence of their instincts.

Fenir had never felt the need to take a mate before, content to quench his more primal urges with the more promiscuous subs who crossed his path during the old days, but now the need burned in his gut like an ulcer, the need to feel that connection with another, the need to see his pups populate the village and grow into fine wolves. This was his time, this was his sub.

But how could he take this sub as his mate? He had wronged not only the werewolf race but his pack and him. He, himself, had sired Lupin, had been father to him for six short months before he had been taken. His parents had lived in the woods, a strange introverted couple, Lupin had been six when they had both died in quick succession. Fenir had been the one to find him, crying over the body of his mother, a half dug grave just outside the hut with his father's body laying beside it. He had taken the small child in, turned him into one of the pack, part of his family, only to be stolen away and now murdered by a child he had adopted into his own pack! Once again the urge to kill the traitor rose like bile in his throat. He must be punished for his crimes! He must be made to feel the agony he and his kind and caused to the werewolf race! Death was too good for him and his kind!

A spark of an idea formed in Fenir's head, pushed on by his irrepressible instincts that screamed for him to stop his useless deliberations and just take what was rightfully his. The corners of his lips slowly moved upwards in a mockery of a smile, joining an almost sadistic gleam in his eyes. He would have his sub one way or another.

The sub was dumped in the meeting circle which made up the centre of the village. It was simple, made up of a large fire in the centre surrounded by a ring of logs and furs which they sat on each night as they took their evening meal. The sub was still unconscious as he was dropped beside the fire pit, his body slumping over uncomfortably. Most of the rest of the pack had joined them and were taking their places in the circle, arranging themselves in their family groups. The smell of the sub had not diminished in the short amount of time that had passed and Fenir could see it effect the other doms in the circle, even Evan, who had been happily mated to Elouise for some twenty five years, had trouble controlling himself. Fenir growled menacingly at them and walked across the circle to his own place and turned to his pack. Those who had started to stand sat back down, snarls placed dangerously on their lips. The subs looked on in dismay or anger some of them applying small slaps to their distracted doms, not being able to smell the delicious odour emanating from the heap on the floor.

"I bring bad news. Remus Lupin is dead." The doms looked up from their study of the unconscious body. Cries of anguish came from different sides of the circle, counterpointed by the growls of other members. There were few wolves who had been with the pack when Lupin had been taken but he knew the story had been passed around, especially between the subs. The story of a new Alpha, taken over the pack at the tender age of twelve when his father and mother were killed in a raid, needing to fill the void left behind in their absence choosing to turn an orphan, alone in the world, only to have his child stolen once again by the wizards and then, some years later, to find he was a solider for the very organization that had stolen him from the bosom of his loving pack. The subs were over dramatic in their rendition, making him sound like some fairytale prince, they had even started telling the story to pups at bedtime.

A shout came up from the circle, one of the younger doms, Charl, he was having more difficultly than most keeping himself controlled when presented with the sub. "Why should we care? He was a traitor, fighting for the ministry!"

Elouise, the eldest of the subs, stood unsteadily. Her health had never recovered after the lose of her second pup not long after the first had been taken by the ministry. "He was taken from us! Taken from us and brainwashed by those wizards! He should be mourned." She sat down and hung her head. Evan wrapped his arms around her, offering the small amount of comfort he could.

Fenir hung his head in sympathy. "Yes, he will be mourned. His death is a loss to us, if we could have bought him back to the pack he would have been welcomed despite everything. However, this is not the reason we are gathered." The pack lifted their heads again, attention now focused on Fenir. "This sub" he pointed into the circle "is Lupin's murderer." There were gasps of shock from various points in the circle. The subs, who had barely paid any attention to the heap on the floor, suddenly turned to it, teeth bared, light growls lodged in their throats. As docile as the could be, when someone hurt pups, which Lupin was still counted as in their eyes, subs could be almost sadistic in their revenge.

Elouise looked up from her mate’s shoulder. "How can that be? He is so small, how could he kill he fully grown wolf? Lupin even had magic?!"

"You cannot smell him the way we can. Every dom here can smell just how powerful that sub is."

A hiss came from another part of the circle from Namile. She was the alpha sub, taking charge of all issues relating to the subs and bringing anything she thought was important to him, an honor she had earned for being Luc’s mother, the first of the new pups to be born in this age of peace, and held on to it with a iron hand. She had been with the pack since she was born, longer than any other wolf, save for Evan and Elouise. living through the hard time had given her an almost fanatical devotion to him. She was also not the most diplomatic of leaders and could have an acid tongue and a sharp slap when she was roused. He had seen many challenges to her leadership but she had yet to be bested, so the only people she had to answer to was him and her mate. "Sit down, you stupid woman and listen to the Alpha." Elouise hung her head and sat down, trying to keep a little dignity.

"It is ok, Namile, his body is deceptive but he has been trained as a killer." Fenir tried to continue but he was interrupted again.

"But he is so young?" This came from one of the younger subs. Lemmy had been with them for four years and was currently two months pregnant with his first child. He was the sweetest of the subs and Fenir had not seen him loose his temper once.

"He is Harry Potter." Fenir let his final piece of information float in the air before he lost control of the pack. Shouts were heard from everywhere, some were screaming for his execution, for being the figurehead of the ministry. This caused retaliation shouts, mostly from the mateless dominants, for him to be turned and mated. Scuffles broke out on two sides of the circle as various pack members tried to make their way to the centre of the circle, but were controlled by Claw and Ram, his betas, before they could get too far. The mother's tried to move their cubs away from the fighting as Ram was over powered by three doms. Fenir ran in and positioned his body over the still unconscious Harry, he had one hand on the floor beside the submissive's head and his feet crouched down on the other side, ready to pounce at whoever touched his sub. The dominates stopped their advance and the Pack fell silent.

"His fate is decided!" Fenir shouted. The dominates backed away and Fenir stood up. "He is too valuable to waste. He will be turned and bare my cubs. They will be strong and cement our place as a powerful pack."

Murmurs began again and Elousie's mate, Evan, stood up. He was old, no longer able to join the hunt, but with his age came a wisdom which Fenir called on often. "So he is to go unpunished for the murder of Lupin? Are we to forgive his crime?" There were yells of agreement from a number of places in the circle, mostly from the older pack members, the four younger doms looked to be fuming but lacking the drive to step forward. He expected they would make their objections known to his denying them the right to present their suit, some might even try an challenge him for their right to mate once the subs future was decided. They would loose.

"No we are not! He will be punished for his crime but I will not allow the pack to suffer for it. He will be turned but he will not be part of this pack. He will not run with us, will not eat with us. All he will do is give birth to my pups. They will be taken from him and raised by the pack." Lemmy cried out and clutched at the unborn child in his womb, whilst Saf grabbed up Rich from where he was playing with his sister by her feet and bought him up on to her lap and held him tight. To the subs this was a worse punishment than death, the bond was stronger than anything and to take a new born from a sub was true torture. Some looked upon the heap on the with a look of pity whilst others displayed their anger and pride.

Elouise thought for a moment, her hand clasped to her heart, “It is a just punishment. He will suffer as we have when his kind took our pups.” It was obvious that she had thought hard about her answer. Namile and Tempar nodded with her, adding their support to his decision. Most of the doms were nodding along with them, deferring to him, leaving only Han and Charl, another of the unmated doms, looking at him with anger. The Alpha looked round at his pack and saw the agreement with his decision, even if he didn't need it, their agreement made this a lot easier. He picked up the still unconscious sub and took him to his small hut on the outskirts of the village, he wanted to make sure they were alone when he eventually awoke.
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