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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 1,

Well I hope everyone’s holidays were bright and cheerful. To those who had non to favorable holidays, it will get better. Sorry it has taken so long for me to update, with the holidays, family, and finals. Also due to my lack of inspiration these past few weeks, I’ve been too busy to write and utterly bored. This update is going to be rather small compared to the other chapters but hopefully I will hear good feedback from my readers.

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Chapter 3

Cautiously Harry gazed up at the menacing man who looked as though he couldn’t help but sneer in utter distaste at him. Snape’s hand still grasped tightly around the vial of purple potion as the older man brought it down until it hovered in front of his face.

“Mr. Potter, I am in need of you delivering this potion to Professor Lupin. It is to go into his hands only and no one else’s. If it is not delivered to him properly, you will receive a months of detention scrubbing cauldrons” Snape hissed between clenched teeth.

Harry nodded biting back a question of why should he deliver this unknown potion. “Well what are you waiting for you stupid boy? Get going,” Snape hissed, causing Harry to grab his things and bolt out of the door in fear of what would happen. “Idiot child like his father, but he does have eyes like his mother” Harry heard Snape murmur just before the door slammed shut behind him.

“Might as well go see the professor before break is over” he told himself and headed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, determined not to gain the month of detention that Snape had promised. The silence was eerie as Harry walked through the dungeon to the staircase with his footsteps and heavy breathing echoing through the halls. Harry didn’t like the fact that everyone else had seem to be gone leaving him alone in the vast and eerie dungeons of Hogwarts. It wasn’t as if he minded being left alone, in fact he preferred it due to his upbringing, but there were times when his mind would wander to things which he did not want to dwell upon. As he arrived at the bottom of staircase, the magical steps began to move, causing Harry to grab the staircase and shocking him out of his thoughts. Harry began to climb the steps to the second floor where he presumed Professor Lupin would be during the break.

By the time he reached the second floor, Harry was out of breath from the climb. This caused him to wonder how out of shape he was. He couldn’t understand how exhausted he was from just walking up the steps to the second floor when others his age would still be climbing to the common room on the sixth floor. How would have been if there were constant diversions due to the magical moving staircases. His breaths were coming out in pants as he made his way down the corridor. ‘Bloody hell, I feel as though I’ve run a marathon’ he thought coming upon Professor Lupin’s door. As Harry raised his hand to knock, the door swung open, and there his Professor was standing a grin on his face.

“Hello Harry, I knew you would be coming up here soon,” Lupin stated, as he stood to the side allowing Harry to enter the class room. “Why don’t you take a seat and rest for a moment? You look very tired, are you alright?” Lupin transfigured a pillow onto one of the chairs. Harry nodded in response while he sat on the pillow with a sigh. He felt grateful to sit on something comfortable due to his exhaustion.

“Professor Snape asked me to give this to you Professor,” Harry stated breathlessly. He held out his hand with the vial, and could see Lupin’s face contort from a grin to a neutral expression.

“Harry, do you happen to know what that vile contains? ” asked the Professor curiously.

Harry looked at the vial closely; he had no idea what the contents were as he wasn’t that good at potions. He thought it could be some form of Pepper Up potion as he had notice Professor Lupin was not looking very well recently. “Is it a form of Pepper Up potion Professor?” he asked only to be answered with a chuckle.

“No. No Harry, it’s nothing like that, it’s a form of medicine.” Harry looked confused now, he had never seen and medicine that was a purple color.

“What kind of medicine? It’s not any kind I’ve ever seen,” he asked curiously.

Professor Lupin’s demeanor change quickly, “Harry, did you know that when I was a young boy, I had been friends with your father?” Harry shook his head; he knew almost nothing about his parents, let alone anything about his parents’ friends. He wished he could find out about them but no one would really talk with him about them. If Professor Lupin could tell him about his parents he was eager to listen as attentively as he could. “Well I came to Hogwarts and made friends with a group of boys, your father was unofficially our leader, everywhere he went I, and two others, went with him. He was my best friend, he was a good man…”Lupin’s eyes glazed over with sadness. “Your father risked his life for me a many times. One year he found out my illness, he was neither scared nor disgusted with me, he kept my secret and became one of the first people to ever help me during weeks when my illness became too much.”

Harry was now very curious, “What kind of illness sir? ” he blurted out and quickly slapped his hand over his mouth in shock that he had just asked his Professor such a personal question.

Professor Lupin chuckled, “Your curiosity rivals your fathers and your mother.”

Harry felt his face flush with embarrassment at the compliment and the comparison to his parents. He inhaled deeply trying to calm himself down like he had done when he was a small child. A thick heavy musk floated in the air, it reminded him of pine trees and the smell of rain fall which calmed him deeply. He took another breath and the sent became stronger. Harry didn’t notice himself getting up and moving closer to Professor Lupin but he knew he felt warm. He felt safe, almost like he was home. Harry let out a soft whine which was replied with a soft growl.

“Oh my dear little pup, I’m sorry this had to happen to you” Professor Lupin murmured.

Harry felt arms circle him, hugging him close to a strong hard body. Looking up Harry could see he was very close to his Professor, closer than he was originally. In fact he was no longer sat down but standing within his Professors embrace. Harry was very confused.

“What are you talking about Professor?” Harry asked as he tried to back out of the embrace only to have his Professor’s grasp tighten.

“Harry to what do you recall happened about a month ago on the 25^th? Do you remember a time when you feel you may have blocked out the memories?” Harry stiffened.

“I don’t know… I think there was, I can’t really remember. Sometimes I feel like something happened but then I draw a blank. I think it is some sort of repressed memory or something… I remember what happened that morning but the afternoon and night I’m completely unsure about,” Harry explained, concerned that his ideas about that black spot in his memories may be explained by his Professor. He did want to know but there was something in the back of him mind that was telling him not to listen; to run away and hide from the truth. He felt unsure and he had no clue why he was telling Lupin about this loss of memory when he hadn’t even told his friends.

Lupin sighed and sat down in his chair, moving another so it sat within touching distance and led harry in to the chair so that he could keep Harry near. “Harry do you know anything about werewolves, those infected with the lycanthrope curse?”

Harry shook his head, “No sir, we haven’t covered werewolves yet.” Harry looked at his hands as they fiddled with the edge of his shirt. He was nervous now. He had learnt about werewolves through stories that Dudley used to tell him. How they were monsters and they would eat him because he was a freak. Were werewolves real? Would they like Dudley said and would the come after him and hurt him?

Lupin sighed knowing that Harry would have many preconceptions and concerns over what he would need to tell him.

“Harry, have you been noticing certain changes about yourself lately? Heightened senses? Like maybe you can see better, your taste of food is very sensitive, you can hear better, smell better…” Lupin saw Harry perk up at his question which he knew would be a yes to his questions.

“Yeah, I kind of have... I can really smell things a whole lot better and I really crave meat lately, sometimes I crave it so much I call up a kitchen elf to bring me some up in the middle of the night, and your scent… it smells like home,” Harry said and blushed at what he had just admitted.

“I see… Oh Harry, I would have never wished this on you, but it seems fate has different plans,” Lupin leaned over to a drawer under his desk and unlocked it with a key. He pulled out an old leather tome, covered with a worn green cover with the golden letters of the title fading. The title “In ducem Lupi” was barely visible, it was about three inches thick, its pages were yellowed and Harry thought it must be very old. His Professor pulled it into his lap and flipped to a page near the beginning of the book, “Harry I want you to read this for me,” He place the book onto Harry’s lap. Harry began to read aloud “Acclinis Carrier Lupus….

“Acclinis Carrier Lupus akˈkliː.nis / kr-r/ˈluːpəs)

Otherwise known as the Submissive Carrier Wolf. Three out of every fifty Lycan attacks will produce the Acclinis Carrier Lupus, while two of every ninety born Weres will be born Acclinis, these Weres are very precious to the Lycan community. The Acclinis Lupus can offer up to five litters a year to packs, often producing half-breeds or full-bloods, depending on if the Acclinis was turned or born an Acclinis. They can potentially increase the Lycanthrope community by tenfold if found by packs of lycanthropes. Recently Ministries around the globe have been rounding up Acclinis, rendering the Acclinis unable to carry young. This has angered the Lycan community to extremes, causing mass riots, mass turning, and ever murders of Ministry Officials, causing harsher Lycan restrictions.” For more Information on Acclinis Carrier Lupus turn to page 690, and 720 on mating of Acclinis.

Harry stopped reading and looked at his professor who was heavy lidded staring at him. “Professor, I don’t understand. How this has any possible meaning towards me?”

Lupin smiled at Harry, “Harry, have you ever heard of the Alpha werewolf called Fenrir Greyback?” Harry took a minute to think, he had heard the name before. It was very familiar but he just couldn’t place where he had heard it. “He has one of the biggest packs in all of Britain. He is cruel, malicious, and cynical; he is my sire, my alpha.” Harry’s eyes widened as he became scared, although he didn’t know why. Harry gripped the sides of the chair wanting desperately to bolt out of the door and away from what he knew deep down was going to affect his life. He had just found out this man at the side of him was a werewolf and that meant danger. However he knew that this man was his dad’s best friend and so he knew his dad would not want him to be afraid.

“He is the main alpha who supports Lord Voldemort, who promised fair laws for the werewolves. A month ago, during the full moon, he found me while I was transforming, I hadn’t had my potion yet and he made me submit to him. He had reclaimed himself my alpha, and then he went off to claim another that night as well, by dawn I had found him and the other who he claimed.” Lupins shoulders sagged he looked worn and weary.

“There had been an immense amount of blood in the area, Fenrir had not been in site at the time, and I had thought he went hunting for the newly turned wolf. That’s when I saw who it was, laying there defenseless, sleeping, and covered in blood. Harry, do you know who I found early that morning?” Lupin asked he had become tense, looking Harry in the eye.

Harry tensed up as well, his throat was constricting, why was he feeling so afraid, where was the Gryffindor in him which the hat had seen only last year. Shaking his head, Harry wasn’t sure he would want to hear the answer to his Professors question. He felt great fear at what was going to be told but he could not understand why. Then he thought back to what he had been told before and what he had read. He knew that there were dark spots in his memory and he was now dreading the answer. “It was you Harry,” Lupin’s voice had dropped an octave, Harry audibly gulped. Lupin could see the fear on Harry’s face, raising his hand and began to stroke the boy’s hair trying to calm him down, sending out his scent for extra measure. “You are my alpha’s mate, my pack mate, and my best friend’s son, I swore when you were born to protect your life. I failed to do that many times as you grew up, but never again will I fail you Harry.” Harry let the musky scent float around his senses, it made him relax and calm. He began to think about all that had just been said, ‘If he found me, then how did we get back here without Fenrir?’ looking up at his professor he opened and closed his lips a few times to speak and cleared his throat,

“Professor how did we get back to Hogwarts without him?”

He saw his Professor’s demeanor change yet again. “I took you while he was gone; understand because you haven’t been turned completely you haven’t formed a bond with him. I can feel his anger, he’s very angry for what I’ve done. Tonight is the night of the full moon and because of your condition; you won’t turn until Fenrir mates with you again. Tonight you will feel some of the starting bond, you will feel the need to leave the castle and seek him out. You will also feel the anger and rage he is spreading through the bond tonight. Whatever you do, Harry don’t leave the castle.” Harry could hear the caution and worry in his Professor’s voice and he knew he wanted to reassure the Professor. However he had questions about what he had just been told.

“Professor you said I had a condition. What is that condition and if I have not been turned into a werewolf but I’ve been bitten… then what is wrong with me?” he was very weary now. He had learned so much his head felt as though it would explode.

“Harry you are what you have read in the In ducem Lupi. You are a submissive wolf and you are currently carrying our alphas heirs.”

Harry was trembling in shock and fear. This couldn’t be happening could it? Men couldn’t get pregnant and he was too young for children in the first place. Why did it always have to be him? Why could he never be normal? When shit hit the fan, why was he always on the wrong side of it?

“Harry,” Professor Lupin’s voice cut through his thoughts, “you’re pregnant, and by your smell it’s twins.”

Twins? Was Harry’s last thought before his slipped from the chair and in to the black abyss.

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Translations:

Acclinis Carrier Lupus: Submissive Carrier Wolf

In ducem Lupi: Guide of the Wolves

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Hope everyone enjoyed the update, sorry it has taken so long, I have had writers block and have been back in the hospital recently. This is the longest chapter I have written so far. I can’t wait for your review.
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