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The Pack	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 55787 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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The start of this chapter will be from Sirius POV.

WARNINGS…M/M slash (Graphic as usual ;) )

“He needs to stay with us,” Sirius spoke, his eyes on Remus to gauge his reaction, his lover had been acting strangely since Harry had been bitten, “I know Molly offered but he needs us,” looking deep into Remus’ amber eyes, “Especially you, Remi.”

It seemed to Sirius that Remus was not going to answer, the wolf suddenly seemed to snap out of what ever trance he was in.

“What?” Sirius noted how weary he looked and reached across to stroke his brow, a lock of his sandy hair hanging over his forehead.

“You’re tired, aren’t you?” he brushed the stray lock of hair, Remus’ eyes fluttered shut at the tender gesture, “Harry will need us,” he looked to make sure Remus was listening this time, “You need to be there for him,” Remus looked at him with a strange expression before offering a strained smile, “Go and get some sleep.” The wolf sleepily nodded his head and walked upstairs leaving Sirius to ponder his unusual behaviour.

The house seemed so quiet, almost unnatural as the house stood silent. Sirius sat at the kitchen table, his mind in turmoil over the situation with Harry. All scenarios echoing and tormenting him, his mind jumbled with thought and feelings.

What if the change drive him insane?

The suicide rate for new werewolves is so high…what if Harry gives up after everything…could this be the thing to break him?

Shaking his head as if to dispel the morose thought invading his brain, he let out a sigh and looked up at the ceiling. Considering Remus’ out of character behaviour, sensing that something was troubling his lover. The flare of the floo caught his attention, Molly looking formidable in her flowery dress and apron, her face set and Sirius got the feeling that this would be about Harry.

“What can I do for you, Molly,” Sirius felt his face straining to offer her a smile, steeling himself for an argument, “You haven’t heard anything else from the hospital have you?” his heart raced for a moment, worried that something had happened since they left, relief washed over him when she shook her head.

“Harry should stay with us.” her voice was clear, Sirius wasn’t surprised by her words. The Weasleys had insinuated as much at the hospital while they had discussed what to do with Harry.

“No, he need to be with me,” Molly huffed, squaring her shoulders and gearing herself to shoot down his reasons, undeterred he ploughed on, “He will need Remus, who better to help with but another wolf and Molly, he’s my godson.”

“You’ve barely been there for him, we’re the only family he really has!” She shouted and Sirius felt his blood boil, her words cutting him to the very quick.

“James and Lily would have wanted him to be with me,” he lifted his hand to silence her, “I appreciate everything that you’ve done but he’s coming to live with me.” he shocked himself with how calm and collected he sounded.

Molly opened her mouth to speak, her eyes fixed on his and she must have seen something in the blue depths. She huffed her annoyance but nodded her head.

“You get one chance, if I think you’re not doing the best for the boy, he will be leaving with me, understood?” her voice was certain and smug, expecting that he would muck it up somehow. Sirius felt his pulse throbbing in his temple as he struggled to keep his temper in check, Molly merely smiled and excused herself, disappearing into the floo leaving a furious Sirius to stare after her departing back.

“Bitch.” Sirius muttered and let out a long breath.

He passed the time, checking to see of Harry had everything he needed, ordering groceries by owl and cleaning the kitchen. Exhausted he dropped to the chair and rolled his neck to relieve the tension. His eyes drawn to the ceiling, imagining he could see Remus lying in their bed and a flutter filled his chest. Thankful to Merlin that he had another chance with the only man he had ever loved. A shudder travelled up his spine at the memories of his time in Azkaban, the only thing that kept him going were the memories of being in Remus’ arms. Everyday praying that he would get the chance again, feeling wretched at Remus’ belief that he had betrayed James and Lily. Smiling as he remembered Harry’s face lighting up when the truth was revealed, his green eyes beaming as Sirius offered him a place to stay. Wishing that they could be sharing the house in better circumstances, having been set on asking Harry to live with them after the war.

Maybe I’ll have a chance to be a proper godfather to him now.

He’s grown up so much…the young boy is gone…replaced with a man.

A handsome man.

The last thought made Sirius’ breath catch in his throat and his face flame with mortification. His mind rebelling with his heart, the rapid beating of the organ revealing his hidden feelings and he tensed his jaw, shaking his head, resolute that his mind would not entertain the idea. His head reeled at the new thoughts that had slowly crept upon him, Harry no longer a child but a strong, determined young man.

Yes…young…too young….Remus…I love Remus.

Secure in the knowledge that his feelings were returned by his amber eyed lover, but disconcerted by his attraction to Harry. The green eyed man the first man to catch Sirius’ eyes in a very long time. Nausea rose in his throat at the desires that seemed to brimming under the surface, the only thing keeping him calm about it all was the fact that Remus loved him and Harry was straight. Looking up at the clock, realising that it was almost time to go and bring Harry home.

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Sirius was still wondering why Remus had seemed uncomfortable about picking up Harry when he came across the young man staring out of his hospital window. The moonlight lighting up his face and Sirius’ heart felt as if it were breaking at the crestfallen look on Harry’s face. Remembering to another time when he had seen that exact look on Remus’ face, the longing mixed with fear for the full moon to rise.

“Full moon won’t be for another three weeks.” Sirius tried to offer a smile but Harry’s face was despairing.

“I’m a monster.” Harry whispered, his voice tearing out Sirius’ heart.

Driven by the need no the urge to console and protect the younger man, Sirius raced to his side, pulling the distressed Harry into his arms. He had to make him see that he was not evil, that it was something that they could deal with together and that he was not alone in his struggle.

“No…you’re not a monster,” Harry’s eyes filled with tears, lowering his head, softly Sirius lifted his chin and looked into his eyes.

So beautiful…his eyes shining so brightly.

Harry broke the gaze, his face showing that he was shaken by the whole thing, Sirius “You are not a monster…oh Harry…listen to me,” Harry looked up again, his eyes showing that he believed him, “ Everything will be okay.” he held the teen tighter in his arms. A sad, lost voice echoed in the room and Sirius could have cried at the sorrow in the tone.

“What am I going to do?” Harry mumbled.

“Well, for a start…you’re coming home with me,” Harry relaxed into the embrace and Sirius almost smiled, “Remus is staying with me at the moment.” Harry looked at him with a gaze akin to gratefulness and Sirius wondered how he was going to tell Harry about his relationship with Harry’s former professor.

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Harry’s behaviour was unusual and Sirius surmised it was due to the changes affecting him. His sense of smell and hearing increased, having detected Remus’ presence upstairs. Tiredness was another factor in his strange mood, yawning and looking at him with bleary eyes as Remus led the way. Shocked when Harry undress without any embarrassment, clearly having lived in dorms with the boys had removed any modesty. Sirius avoided looking anywhere but at Harry, Remus seemed stunned and unable to look away. Sirius felt his pulse racing at the glimpse of toned tanned flesh that he could see, his blue eyes looking at Remus who was flushed and surprised, for a brief moment there was a flicker of jealousy.

Is he looking at Harry…is that lust in his eyes?

The moment gone when Remus cleared his throat and Harry flushed, mortified at being naked in front of them. The mood strangely tense and Sirius cracked a joke to alleviate the bizarre atmosphere.

“Right, nature boy…into bed before you catch cold.” Harry offered a exhausted laugh and climbed into bed, his green eyes still watching Remus. Both of them leaving Harry, whose eyes were fluttering shut as they closed the door behind him.

“He’s exhausted.” Sirius wondered why he was stating the obvious, but feeling like he was trying to get Remus to talk, hoping to get an idea for his off behaviour, “This is going to be hard for him.” Remus pondered his words before looking up with a soft smile, Sirius felt that fluttery feeling in his chest.

“let’s go get a cuppa and think about what we’re going to do.” Remus touched his arm and led him down the stairs.

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Stepping out of the floo, with a mixture of annoyance and relief in his heart. Snape, the great greasy traitor…sorry no spy, he would never get his head around that one. After talks with Kingsley, Snape had reluctant agreed to continue to brew the wolfs bane potion, using his fear of other potion masters making an inferior potion as a reason. Sirius considered that Snape just wanted a chance to come and torment poor Harry about his bad luck. The drawing room was silent and the kitchen was devoid of Remus, a noise upstairs revealing the wolf’s whereabouts. Greeted by a pale and flustered Remus as he reached the top of the stairs.

“What’s wrong,” Sirius’ worst fear appeared in his mind, something was wrong with Harry, “Is Harry ok?” Sirius rushed to go to the teen, Remus grabbed his arm, fingers digging into the flesh, “Remus, what’s wrong,” the fingers dug deeper and plain flared, “Owww...you’re hurting me.”

Sirius tried to pull free, Remus looked down at his fingers as if he had no control over the digits, eyes flared with lust and Remus slammed his mouth to Sirius. The kiss painful and Sirius struggled to break free, murmuring his protests into the demanding mouth. Remus’ talented tongue swept and mapped every inch of his reluctant mouth. Heat began to build in his veins, the familiarity of the lips on his wiping away the forcefulness. His breath caught in his throat as he returned the kiss, the wolf seemingly determined to dominate his mouth.

“Bed now.” the growl in his voice was like pure sex and Sirius was powerless to resist. Allowing himself to be manhandled into the bedroom, fingers tearing at his clothes and Sirius could barely breath. Taking a breath as Remus pushed him onto the bed, crawling over body and holding him down. Rough fingers all over his body setting his flesh alight with lust, the kiss almost feral in its intensity. Remus’ fingers pulling and yanking his hair, exposing his neck which he proceeded to bite furious, Sirius couldn’t withhold the moans of pain.

“You’re mine!” Remus growled, his voice rough with desire and need, Sirius felt a whimper spill from his moaning lips.

“Yes.” the word escaped, shocked at how easily Remus played his body, his skin tingling and his cock rigid with arousal. A sharp intake of breath exploded from his lungs, when Remus flipped him over onto his front, his cock digging painfully into the mattress below him. Cool air drifting overt his heated skin as the wolf tore his trousers down and Sirius bit the pillow to hold in his scream of delight at the development. Swearing filled the room and Sirius realised the words were spilling from his lips. The words tapering into howls of bliss as Remus’ hot tongue traced his pucker before immediately pushing inside, the feel of the agile organ making Sirius struggle to breath. His body writhing under the onslaught and Remus gave him a seconds respite from the pleasure only to ram two fingers inside, Sirius arched his back.

Oh god….fuck….fuck…yes!

Remus’ voice was unnaturally deep, the wolf evident in his voice and the prospect of Moony being in control filled Sirius’ mind with jumbled thoughts and desires. Memories of past experiences with the wolf close to the surface flashed through his mind and his cock dripped onto the sheets below. Need coursing through his veins at the rough treatment, the urge to be fucked hard obliterated any other thoughts.

“Fuck you so hard…mmm…mine…make you mine.” Remus was muttering and Sirius wondered if the amber eyed man could read his mind.

The exploring fingers pulled free with a slick pop and Sirius relaxed waiting for them to return, stunned when the head of Remus’ shaft pushed against the tight ring of muscle. Willing his body to open to the throbbing length as Remus rammed home in one thrust. A cry fell form his mouth and his body shook with the shock of him thrusting deep inside.

“Want me to stop!” Remus barked and Sirius couldn’t have stopped, the pain mixing with the pleasure of Remus stretching him, he shook his head frantically. Frustration and pain making his eyes fill with tears, desperate for Remus to move.

“No…please…don’t stop.” Sirius begged.

Sirius didn’t need to see his lover’s face to know that he was smirking, his actions made it clear. Pulling his cock from deep inside to tease the outer ring of muscle, almost as if he was waiting for Sirius to beg, Sirius couldn’t open his mouth to say the words, but clenched and unclenched to lure the wolf back inside, rewarded as Remus thrust back in. The pace brutal and fast, Sirius moaning into the pillow and trying to push back against the thrusts. Every thrust filling and stretching him, the pleasure pain taking over his body and his mind. Remus’ fingers grasped his hair, painfully and yanked his head up to expose his neck. The change of position causing Remus to batter against Sirius’ prostate, the sensation made Sirius scream, fireworks exploding behind his eyes. Hitching to catch his breath, soft whimpers falling freely from his lips and he arched his back

“Who do you belong to?” the timbre of Remus’ voice was animalistic and the little voice that was sometimes in Sirius’ head screamed at him.

Submit….he’s your alpha

Sirius’ eyes snapped open at the thought, the voice in his head growling and barking for him to submit to his alpha’s will.

“Oh fuck…you…You…YOU!” Remus bit into his shoulder, marking him as his own and the voice howled with joy. Remus’ thrust increased and Sirius was powerless to resist. An eager tongue lapped at his bitten and overheated skin, a rough barked order filled Sirius’ ears.

“Come!” Sirius took a breath and his world stopped, his body tensed as he erupted over the sheets below. The force of his orgasm consuming him from the inside out and he whimpered. A howl echoed in the room and Remus’ come coated his tender insides, taking his breath away. His trembling muscles gave out and he slumped forward taking the wolf with him, Remus still imbedded inside him. Lying there in silence as they both caught their breaths, Sirius’ mind a whirl of thoughts and emotions.

He hasn’t been that rough for years….what brought that on?

Remember your place

The voice faded, forgotten as he opened his eyes and looked into Remus’ amber ones. The look of horror on his lover’s face breaking his heart.

“Christ, Siri…I’m sorry.” Remus whispered lowering his gaze afraid to look Sirius in the eye.

“Hey…it’s ok…look at me,” he reached to sooth the sandy haired man, Remus looked at him with relief and guilt in his eyes and Sirius was possessed with the need to reassure his upset love, “Wow…you haven’t gone all alpha like that for a long time,” resorting to humour as he always did when unsure what to do, hitching his eyebrow in a saucy way, “remember when we first got together, who’d pin me and fuck me senseless?” Remus smiled with a fond expression, remembering back, “It’s ok…I’m just going to have a problem walking for a while.” Relief washed over him as Remus laughed and snuggled against him.

“I don’t know what got into me.” Remus muttered, pressing tiny kisses to Sirius’ neck making him shiver and giggle.

“I know what got into me.” Sirius whispered, his voice full of filth and Remus laughed before lying in his arms, both of them enjoying the peace. A calm tranquillity that was suddenly shattered by a high piercing howl.

“Harry!” Remus shouted, jumping from the bed and pulling up his trousers, Sirius scrambled to follow. His clothes on the floor in a heap, Remus already flying down the corridor to Harry’s room.

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Harry’s POV

The world seemed to hit him in the face as he sat bolt upright in bed, scents and sounds bombarding his senses. The feeling and sensation of this combined with his dream was almost too much for him to bear, feeling close to overload. Breath stuck firmly in his chest as he struggled to fill his lungs. Body chilly as his sweat cooled rapidly and for a moment he thought he had wet himself, mortified to see cooling ropes of come on his stomach.

I had a wet dream…..oh Merlin about a wolf sucking me!

Remus

The thought filled his head, a fraction of second before the wolf burst into the room. Harry instantly calmed by the man’s presence, grabbing his wand and casting a cleaning spell, refusing to meet Remus’ eyes.

“Harry!” Remus immediately by his bedside, concern written all over his face and Harry offered a weak smile.

“I’m okay…just a bad dream.” Remus eyed him with suspicion and Harry was mortified that the wolf could tell what type of dream it had been. Sirius ran into the room, flustered and out of breath. Harry felt light headed as the scent of sex washed over him. Semen and sweat filled his nostrils and he felt them flare with a burst of desire. Concentrating on Remus, the scent even stronger and Harry’s mind reeled at the implication.

They’re sleeping together

“Oh…oh.” His stuttering must have given him away and Sirius’ eyes widened with surprise, Remus on the other hand gave Harry a knowing look.

“We were going to tell you…Harry, I just didn’t know when to.” Sirius babbled and Remus gave Harry a smile, one which he found himself returning.

“Siri, it’s okay…take a breath.” Remus’ voice was mirthful and Sirius gave Harry a sheepish smile.

“How?” Sirius asked, his gaze fixed on Harry.

“I could smell it,” Harry uttered, his eyes lowered and avoiding their gaze, his face flushed with a combination of embarrassment and lust. Strange feelings running through his mind, body and brain at war, “You both smell the same, sorry.” Remus’ fingers brushed the back of his hand and Harry’s heart leapt at the touch.

“Harry, it’s ok…sense of smell if one of the things that comes with the package,” Harry nodded, Remus’ eyes were shining with a soft light, “You’ll get used to it.”

“I know,I thinks it’s great…not the smell but you two being together.” Harry said the words but something in the back of his mind was lingering in the periphery.

Yours….yours…they’re yours!

“Are you sure that it’s ok…we wanted to tell you before everything but..” Harry held up his hand to stop his godfather.

“It’s great…you two seem happy with each other, I’m glad.” he wanted to reassure the two men but found the words eluded him, saved from the strange atmosphere by the shrill voice of Molly calling from the floo downstairs.

“Bloody hell,.. that woman.” Sirius muttered and left the room, swearing under his breath.

Harry locked eyes with Remus, the amber eyed wolf amused by Sirius’ attitude and Harry let out a small laugh. The mood was strange between them, the scent of sex still permeated the room, lingering and seeming to sink into his skin. His spent cock twitched and he found himself mortified by the feelings rushing to the surface.

I’m not gay…why do I want to touch him

Mine…mine…take him!

Heart racing at the words that screamed in his head, the voice full of pure need and rough with lust. Remus sensed his change on mood, his fingers touching his hand again, just a soft caress but the effect was instantaneous and the blood pumped faster to Harry’s shaft.

“Are you ok?” Remus’ gentle tone did nothing to dissuade his growing erection, Harry merely nodded afraid to speak for fear of his voice wavering.

“Harry, Ginny is here to see you.” The moment broken, the words like a cold shower.

“I’ll leave you to get dressed,” Remus said with a smile, walking to the doorway before he turned to look at him, a strange look on his face, “It will be good for you to be with your girlfriend.” Harry went to answer but the wolf had gone.

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The drawing room was a buzz with activity, Molly standing with Sirius both of them eyeing each other with barely hidden disdain. Harry was nearly thrown to the floor by the embrace bestowed on him by Ron, his friend crushing him with elation.

“Mate, you look better, how you feeling?” his eyes viewing Harry with trepidation.

“Tired…but good, thanks.” He returned the hug and Ron practically beamed with happiness. Ginny was standing by the fireplace, her eyes filled with what appeared to be nerves and Harry gave her a weary smile.

“Hey Gin.” Harry said and she flew into his arms, his body responded to her closeness and his heart raced at the memory of her lips on his.

“Oh Harry, are you sure you’re fine?” she pressed a tiny kiss to his cheek and Harry stumbled back at the wave of scent that washed over him. The sweet scent of her perfume, a hint of strawberry probably from the jam she liked on her toast, smoke, woody with a hint of tobacco.

She smokes?

Before he had the chance to process the information another scent assaulted his nostrils, the smell familiar to earlier. Stunned, he tightened the hug, burying his face in her hair and a new underlying smell drifted to him, spicy and masculine. He broke the embrace, pushing her away and the realisation that his new sense had revealed left him nauseated and horrified. Ginny looked hurt at the expression on his face and at his reluctance to hold her.

“Harry, what’s wrong?” everyone was watching them and he looked to Remus, the sad expression on his face confirmed what he knew.

“Who is it?” Harry whispered and Ginny gave him a stunned, bemused gaze angering him, “What’s the name of the man you’re fucking behind my back….I can smell it!”
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