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Survivor	By : nightfire Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 19885 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 9
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor do I own the characters. J k Rowling does. I make no money from this story. Though if dreams came true i would.

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Chapter Two: Wolf

Grimmauld Place was the home to the Blacks. Sirius Black, the disowned son of Walburga and Orion, abandoned the house after his brother Regulus was killed. It had decayed since then with only an old crazy house elf named Kreacher. It was a place that Sirius despised with all his being. Now he was incarcerated here because he was still a wanted fugitive. I felt for my chosen but I was more worried for my wolf. He was looking rather drawn and tired. He seemed to lack an appetite as well. This would not do. If my wolf could not look after his self, than I had no choice but to do it for him. Everyone assumed Remus was an alpha but if you knew the signs well enough, you’d see a lonely and hopeless submissive that wanted nothing more than to be cared for. Well pet, I will care for you. Your wolf already knows this but your human side is confused by the need to be near me. I was a natural born alpha.

Remus Lupin was a beautiful man. His short brown hair with sliver streaks framed his tired face. His soft brown eyes shone with a mischievous light. And the laugh lines around his mouth drew my attention to his pouty lips. I was taller than he was. He would come up to my chin if my glamour was off. He was willowy with a nice pert ass that my hands itched to grasp.

As I sit at the table I listen to the inane chatter around me not really taking in anything that is said until I hear a snip of what was being said between Sirius and Remus.

“…ing. You look as though you’ll collapse if someone let out a hard enough breath. You should go lie down,” Sirius commented.

Remus said nothing; he just looked down at the table pushing his food around with his fork. Taking a breath he laid his fork down and nodded. “You’re right Paddy. I do feel like lying down. I’m going up to my room; please do not let anyone disturb me.” He pushed back from the table and rose. Placing his hand on Sirius’s shoulder he squeezed it gently. He turned to leave the room. I decided to walk with my wolf. Rising from my chair I walked over to him and gave a small smile.

“I’ll walk you up, Remus. I wanted to talk to you.” I say smiling. Looking into his eyes I could see a slight gold. Well hello Moony. He stiffens slightly but nods his head. I smirk inside my mind, thinking about what I plan to do to my wolf. Walking to the door I hold it open for him making him have to brush by me to get out. He hesitates when he feels me place my hand on the small of his back to lead him through. I could feel how nervous he was with me. I knew it was because of the way Moony acts towards me. He saw me as James and Lilly’s son. A cub to the pack. He had lost his alpha and nearly lost his pack mate to the soul sucking dementors. He had been alone for thirteen years, now he had his pack mate and alpha’s cub back. I slightly rub his back in comfort as I feel his confusion. When we reach the door to his room he turns and looks at me. Opening his mouth to say something he lets out a whimper. I reach out to stroke his cheek. I could feel the turmoil of his emotions. Confusion, need, lust, want, shame, fear, and loneliness. I place my hand firmly against his cheek and place my other hand on his hip.

“Sh, my wolf. I am here now. I will not leave.” I croon to him.

He sucks in a breath. “What? What are you doing to me?” He stutters out in a whisper.

I give his hip a squeeze as I remove my hand and place it on the door knob. I open the door and step closer to Remus. He startles and steps back into his room. I follow and shut the door. He has backed up to put space between us. He watches me and he begins to shake. “Harry wwhat are you..” He trails off as he meets my eyes. He quickly drops his gaze as a growl comes from my throat in warning. He shakes harder as I begin to move. For every step I take forward he takes one back until he meets the wall. I lean into him with my hand placed on the wall by his head. I take a deep breath, bring with it the scent of ripe unclaimed submissive. I could feel my eyes changing and my teeth elongating. My glamor fell away to show the true me, an Incubus. My wings where deep black with jade tips, my eyes where black as night showing my hunger, my body well-muscled, my height 6’7”, and my cock swollen to its full 9”. I lean in and nuzzle into Remus’s neck. I smirk as he tilts his head more and whimpers. I lean back to look down into my wolf’s striking eyes. He looks down refusing to meet my gaze. Using my other hand I grip his chin and lift till I can see his eyes.

“My beautiful wolf, do you know what I am?” I ask softly. He lets out a squeak at my deep rich voice.

“Youuuu, you are a Incubus. How, neither of your parents had creature blood. I don’t understand how you are one. Why didn’t you tell anyone? Have you feed? Did you hurt anyone? Does the Headmaster know about this?” He babbles out nervously.

I place my hand over his mouth. “If you wait for me to answer I would tell you. It’s true that neither the Evans nor the Potters had creature blood. It is a dormant gene that has been passed down through an old forgotten ancestor. No one knows about me nor have I told the headmaster. Remus sit please there is a lot I want to tell you.” I move back and wait for him to decide. After he takes a seat on his bed I walk to the bookshelf and gaze unseeingly at it. “This is a long story. It starts when I was six and my aunt had sent me to the attic to clean. They hated freakish things and to them I was the most freakish thing.” I pause as I see the question and worry in his eyes. “Yes,” I say softly, “the Dursleys. They treated me like their slave. They have abuse me from the first day. I slept in the cupboard under the stairs until I received my letter. No one in knows the real me Moony. I trust no one in the world. It’s a lonely way to live but it’s how I have survived for so long.”

He opens his mouth to speak but I hold up my hand.

“Please wait until I am finished.” He nods his acceptance. “You see that day I had to clean the attic I came across some letters written to my aunt. I read them because I saw my name on one. It was a letter of instructions for how I was to be raised. I was to be made malleable and weak enough to welcome the person who showed me kindness with open arms. I was abused because this person wanted a weapon.” I growl out in anger. Upon hearing my anger and feeling it Moony hunched down and bared his neck. Seeing this snapped me out of my rage and I slowly moved over to him. I leaned down and nuzzled his bared neck and purred. My purring grew deeper as Moony relaxed under my attentions. He gasps as I pull him to me. Holding him in my arms I stand and move over to the bed. Sitting down with my wolf in my lap I pick up where I left off.

“That day was the day I learned of the wizarding world. At night while I was believed to be locked in my cupboard I was able to return to the attic and study the letters closer. I found out that I had temporarily defeated a dark wizard and that he would return one day. I learned how I was seen as the savior of the wizarding world and was known as the-boy-who-lived. I also found letters from my mother that held my parents will. I found my way into Diagon Alley and took my time to learn all I could with the help of the goblins. I knew what was expected of me from day one Remus and I gave it to them. I learned how to protect myself and hide what I knew. Meeting the Weasley’s that day at the train station was a setup. Every dangerous situation I was in was a setup, training. He had to know his weapon was strong enough to do its duty. Sirius being locked up so long in Azkaban was part of it. There is a marriage contract between me and Ginny Weasley. Hell even my will has been written already. I am meant to kill Voldemort, marry Ginny, have a kid, and die so that she will inherit everything. Ginny I mean. My kid most likely wouldn’t survive either so that that little bitch could get it all.”

I stay quiet and let my wolf work through what I have told him. I tighten my hold slightly loving the feel of him near me. He fit my arms like he was made for me. After a few moments he shifts slightly turning so that he straddles my lap. He leans his head on my shoulder and I could feel something wet trail down my neck. I tighten my arms around him even more and pull him closer. I stroke his head softly and purr. An Incubus only purrs for their mate or mates. It’s meant to sooth the mates and calms the Incubus. I feel my wolf relax and calm. He leans up to look at my face. I’m shocked by what I hear.

“I saw it. I saw everything. Everything you have been through. All the hurt and pain. Dear god how are you still alive. They starved you and denied you basic care. After all you have been through how can you want to settle on me as your mate? You deserve better, someone who is as breath takingly beautiful as you are inside and out.” He cried softy. I could feel the truth in his words. He meant them completely. I reach up ad cup his cheek smiling softly as he leans into my touch.

“You my wolf are that and more. I knew you were intelligent and you have proven me right. You are what I want my wolf, my first chosen. I want to take care of and love you. I have wanted you since I lead eyes on you. Do you know how hard it was to keep from grabbing that pert ass of yours?”

I chuckle as a blush spreads across his face. I tilt his head back and place a gentle kiss on his lips. His blush only deepens as he looks away bashful.

“You my wolf have been unclaimed and unprotected long enough. I ask you now, will you accept to be my mate? Will you love and submit only to me? Will you bare my children and raise them? Will you accept that you will have to share me with others?” I ask formally. I stare not his eyes while waiting for his answer. He searches my gaze for what is unknown but seems to find it as he nods his head and smiles.

I let a smirk slide onto my face as I place my wolf on his feet in front of me.

“Strip.”
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