A Wolf\'s Heart

A/N: OMG!!! Ok so I finally added this chapter...finished it and had my new beta WarpedMinded edit it. Thanks~ So yeah...this chapter is dedicated to her cause she's so amazing lol. Enjoy~

A week passed and Ron had found, the younger Malfoy wasn't as bad as they had all thought....it was an act really. The two became friends...over a game of chess. Of course that was after Ron beat the shorter teen in a game that only lasted three moves on his part.


"Bloody hell Weasley! How'd you do that! You cheated!" Draco glared pointedly at the ginger haired werewolf, who only grinned back.


"I never cheat at chess." Ron shrugged. "Here I'll show you." Smiling he put there pieces back where they went and showed him step by step what he had done. The blond only seemed to look on in wonder as he watched.


"That's bloody brilliant..." He said in awe. This seemed to make Ron puff up, very proud of himself.


"Charlie taught me that move when I was younger. I don't usually get to use it, glad you're such a sucker." The older teen laughed placing his pieces back in place as Draco did the same.


"I am not a sucker, I just.."


"Didn't expect me to be that good? Why do you think I earned those house points back in first year?" Ron cocked his head to one side.


"Good point..." And so the game continued. Ron noticed as Draco seemed to get better and better. After a while the blond had Ron on his toes. They didn't even notice when Mrs. Malfoy came to tell them that lunch was ready. Seeing the two boys she could only smile, she'd send a house elf to fetch them in a few minutes.


Even Mr. Malfoy saw the change between the boys, at first it was subtle. Polite conversation here...a small compliment there. But as the days wore on...the two seemed to become very close friends. The first time Draco laughed at something Ron had said offhandedly Draco's parents jumped. They hadn't heard they're son laugh like that since he was a very small child. Ron meanwhile seemed in awe, the sound was something he'd never heard before...and he liked it.

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Now here Ron sat in the bedroom he had been given. He hated it...hated being alone in the large room. He didn’t feel comfortable in the room and was twitching about every smallest noise. For some odd reason he only felt comfortable when he was around the younger Malfoy, which was so wrong...and he knew it.


But today was a good day. Today Remus had come to visit, he was going to explain a bit more about being a werewolf to the young man.


“So, have you noticed anything different that you might be worried about?” Remus tilted his head to one side.


“Well...sorta...” Ron shifted. Should he tell the older werewolf about his unease unless the blond was around him? It wasn’t normal...but was that because of the transformation?


“Go ahead...”


“Well...is it normal to only feel comfortable when a certain person is near by?” Ron winced a bit. Remus only smiled and nodded.


“May I ask who?” He was generally curious, and he saw Ron as like a pup to him. After all he had to, there was no one else who could teach the younger werewolf like he could. No one who could tell him what was normal and what wasn’t.


“Malfoy...”


“I’m going to assume you mean Draco.” Remus smiled and laughed a bit as he saw the boy slouch slightly. “What is it about him that makes you comfortable?”


“His...scent...” He felt almost perverted as he spoke and only kept his shoulders slouched and looked away.


“That’s very normal Ron. Wolves find mates and pack members by scent.” Remus nodded. “I remember Sirius and James’ scents always kept me feeling safe.” His smile softened at the thought of his friends...now gone.


“Yeah but didn’t you...you know...love Sirius?” Ron shifted uncomfortably.


“Yes, yes I did... very much so.” Remus sighed before looking at Ron. “Listen, I doubt that Draco is what you are looking for in a mate. The fact that his scent was comforting could be any number of things all right?”


Ron only nodded. He didn’t know what was going on with him. “Hey Remus?”


“Yes Ronald?”


“Thanks...for helping me out with everything...tell mum and them I said Hi alright?”


“Of course, pup.” Remus patted Ron’s head, messing his hair as he did. Ron had to admit, he was glad he had the older werewolf there for him. If he hadn’t who knew what would happen.


The rest of the day Remus made sure that Ron knew what to expect, his second full moon was fast approaching and this would be the hardest of all....this would be the first time he took on his Lycan form. It was common knowledge that younger werewolves did not gain their Lycan forms until their second or third full moon. But from what Remus had seen of Ron's senses and such...the younger man was soon to find himself a large six foot tall Lycan. It scared Ron, as Remus explained to him what would happen. The idea of it made him think he was a monster, Remus knew how the teen felt, who wouldn't.


"Don't worry too much Ron. You will be just as docile as your wolf form if you take you potion. In fact, you'll be just as you are normally." The older man smiled kindly as he pulled on his cloak, getting ready to leave.

"I won't be allowed back at school will I?" Ron's eyes scanned the floor.


"I was wasn't I? Besides, that just means that Harry has a reason to practice becoming an Animagus." Remus laughed. "I think he's going to end up some sort of cat though..." Ron snickered.


"Nice...that'd be funny. A werewolf running around the forest with a giant black panther." Ron rolled his eyes hearing the older werewolf's laughter.


"Well be safe little pup."


"Stop calling me that....I'm almost as tall as you and still have a year to grow." He made a face as Remus nodded.


"Sorry, I keep remembering you three as the small thirteen year-olds I used to teach." A fond smile crossed the taller mans features as he patted Ron's shoulder and headed out the door. Ron sighed, wandering off. Then he looked up, the moon shone high above him from an open window. He used to look up and think the moon was nothing truly special....but now, now Ron looked at it in a new light. He thought it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, once after his transformation he laid out in the grass there at Malfoy Manor and simply fell asleep under the moons rays.

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Soon Ron found himself in a small garden, an old arch way covered in vines and flowers stood at the beginning of a path that was lined in rose bushes. All of this lead up to a stone bench that sat in front of a large fountain of a phoenix rising out of the watery flames. He made his way over, sitting on the cold stone he looked into the rippling waters and easily lost himself in thought. His life was changing so fast...and there was nothing he could do about it.


"I'm surprised to see you out here, Mr. Weasley." A soft feminine voice drifted over the sound of the water splashing. Ron looked up to see Mrs. Malfoy smiling down at him dressed in a long green satin dress, her long blond hair cascading down over one shoulder.


"Oh I'm sorry Mrs. Malfoy...am I." He paused for a moment. "Not allowed to be out here?"


"Oh no it's alright..." She smiled and sat beside him on the bench. "Lucius and I used to come out here quite often when we were younger. This is where he proposed, in fact." Her features softened as she thought of the memory. "Draco used to play out here when he was little too."


"So I guess this place has a lot of memories, huh?" She only nodded as he watched her.


"So tomorrow night will be you're first Lycan transformation won't it?" It was Ron's turn to nod.


"I'm afraid....what if...what if the potion doesn't work...what if I hurt someone?" He looked up at the older woman who shook her head.


"Severus has been experienced in making that potion since he and Remus where out of school. Don't worry, everything will be just fine." She gave him a soft motherly look.


"What about if they find me...I'd be risking you guys...I mean the dark lord...he'll figure out that you guys were helping me-"


"Let Lucius and I worry about that...now why don't we got have dinner?" Narcissa stood looking down at the teen who then stood and nodded. The two walked back to the house where dinner was served and the boys where off to bed after a quick game of chess. When Ron saw Draco though, Remus' words seemed to echo in his mind. Scent of my mate, maybe it was Malfoy...not that Ron would ever admit it out loud but the blond was rather attractive...and he smelled good. Not to mention he was pretty nice once you got to know him.