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A Blessing of the Moon	By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 61529 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 17
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Chapter 3

Tom cursed himself all the way back to the Manor he called home. The Greyback pack guarded the grounds and the Manor itself was connected to several different places for people to flee too if need be. So far it only housed himself, Severus, and a few Death Eater members who had no home to go to. Now with the addition of Sirius, Remus and Harry he had to think what to do. He had not planned for this and his heart raced at what to do. Yes he wanted the boy safe, more than anything. He owed it to Lily and James Potter to keep their child safe, but the revelation that the boy was the intended mate of Fenrir Greyback made things harder. Tom stood by the window of his bedroom, Dawn was coming and he knew he needed to get to sleep soon, but his mind was a whirl wind of crazy emotions. He saw the small fires of the werewolf pack below him and knew that Fenrir was setting up home and lodging for the three newest members of their pack. Tom jumped when he felt arms wrap around him and he turned to look into the onyx eyes of his mate.

Severus dropped his head to kiss his neck softly. “You need to sleep Tom, you are slowly regaining your strength, and it will take everything you have to deal with all of this.”

Tom sighed, “I am not prepared for this, and I am not strong enough to face him.” Tom whispered softly.

Severus tightened his arms around him and sighed, “you don’t have to be strong for all of us, take some strength from me, take it from Fenrir, Bellatrix, Narcissa, Lucius, Draco, all of us. We will give you strength and you will always have us. You are not alone my love.”

“I fear for what will happen to Harry, I don’t want to use the boy as a weapon, but he is vital to saving our world.”

“So then we don’t use him as a weapon, love is more than one way to win this war. Harry can and will be kept safe, he is going to know family, love, friendship, and most of all the pack. I taught Remus the spell to take the veil off from his eyes, Remus and Sirius will educate the boy and he will understand. He is unhappy at Hogwarts, with only the Weasley boy and that Muggle girl as his friends he will find more here than he ever did there. Here his life will not be in danger and his mind will heal as well as his body. Come…sleep. Once the sun sets we will see to everyone, for now sleep Tom.” He drew the curtains closed and Tom turned in his arms.

The elder vampire wrapped his arms around the youngers’ neck and kissed him passionately. “I don’t want to sleep just yet, please, ease my mind Severus.”

Severus smiled at his mate and ran his fingers along his delicate body before nodding. “As you wish my love.” He swept the man up and carried him to the bed to do as he was asked.

Down in the encampment Fenrir stood outside the small hut that served as the Pack’s clinic talking with Sirius. “I swear to you Sirius, I will not act upon my intended until he is taught and can see the world through clear eyes like you and Remus see now.”

Sirius folded his arms over his chest, “honestly I don’t know how I feel about you acting on your intents anyway. Harry is a child! And he just got out of a place where he was abused physically and sexually for who knows how long. You can’t possibly expect him to want to jump into a mating with you, one who he has been taught to fear since he got to Hogwarts. If you come onto him he will bolt and we will lose him.”

Fenrir growled, “you don’t know that. You are not a mind Healer, you don’t know what his state of mind will be when he comes around.”

Sirius snarled, “I know my godson better than you! I have known him since he was a baby.”

Fenrir snorted, “yet you were in Azkaban right alongside me for 12 years of his life.”

Sirius snarled again as he stepped forward only to be stopped by the door opening. “Siri! Harry is awake!” Remus cried happily. Sirius shot Fenrir a cool look before disappearing into the hut.

The elder werewolf snorted as he walked off to check on the rest of the pack, he felt exhaustion tugging at him but he had work he had to do as Alpha of the pack. He took a moment to sit heavily by the main fire of the encampment, he looked to the rising sun and ran a hand through his wild silver hair and scrubbed at his face sighing heavily. He felt something nudge him and looked up to see the Pack healer holding a cup out to him. He smiled gratefully to the other wolf and took the cup, “Thank you Dorian.”

The healer nodded and sat down drinking out of his own cup, “you look tired Fen, you need sleep.” He said, eyeing the other wolf.

“Is that your personal or professional opinion?” Fenrir teased.

Dorian laughed, “both, I confess I take more than a professional interest in you Fen. But that is only because we are friends. I’ve known you for many years and you are one of the few people I can truly call friend. Does this have to do with the young submissive you brought to the Pack last night?”

Fenrir sighed as he looked to the rising sun again, “I was hoping I was going to have time to explain to the pack before he was discovered. Dorian, I brought three new people to our pack last night…Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Harry Potter.”

Dorian stilled and looked at him with wide eyes, “Remus Lupin? Little Remmy? He’s here? He’s back?”

Fenrir looked to the other wolf and sighed again. Dorian was one of the two submissives who survived the attack when Remus and a few other children were taken. Dorian was a primary care giver for children when the dominates were off on a hunt as well as the healer of the pack. “Yes, he’s here, he’s mated now. But Dori…he’s been on the Wolvesbane Potion….he’s been off of it for a while, but I…I don’t know if he can ever be the same.”

Tears filled Dorian’s eyes, “Poor Remmy, does he…does he remember?”

Fenrir shook his head, “no, but Tom has agreed to try to get his memories back, to fix everything that that foolish Dumbledore broke. For now, we bring them into the pack as if they are old family. For now, I want to to go to that tent and I want you to help, Harry is in a very bad way, he has been abused for years…I want….I want you to see what you can do for him.”

Dorian looked at the Alpha and rested his hand on his arm. “He’s your intended isn’t he?”

“You were always a very intuitive one. Nothing gets by you. Yes, it seems Mother Moon has a sense of humor in bestowing me a mate in the form of Harry Potter.” He looked up to the lightening sky again, “forever cursed, it’s the fate of the werewolf. Not fully human, not fully wolf.”

Dorian chuckled, “that is why we have mates, to balance out everything. Just give it time, Mother Moon brought you together for a reason, maybe you are the one thing that will heal Harry Potter completely.” He squeezed his shoulder, “I’ll go look in on him and Remus now. Maybe we can do something to bring Remus back into the pack; the full moon is in a few days…we can’t have him changing with all the poison running through him. Remember when I left a few months ago? Chasing a lead over in the Black Forest in Germany?”

“Yes, I remember, you said you were checking into the cases of lycanthropy…what did you find Dori?”

Dorian smiled and lifted his finger to his lips, “it’s a secret Fen, but it might just help us save our race.” He turned and walked off to where Sirius and Remus were with Harry to do as his Alpha asked.

Fenrir blinked after the man, his head spinning trying to figure out what Dorian was talking about before shaking his head and going about his duties as Alpha for the Pack. Dorian opened the door to see Harry propped up against the back of the bed, Sirius on one side and Remus on the other. Three sets of eyes set on him and he offered a smile and spread his hands showing he was hiding nothing. “Good morning, my name is Dorian and I am the Healer for the Greyback Pack.”

Harry stiffened slightly as he looked at the Healer. Dorian looked to be around Remus’s age, but Harry suspected with the werewolf curse inside of him he was a lot older, with sandy blonde hair and bright baby blue eyes. He was lithe and fairly pretty for a male, Harry took in the glasses perched on his nose and the simple grey slacks, he was bare foot and no shirt, his chest built with lithe muscles just like Remus. Dorian pulled a stool closer and offered another brilliant but kind smile, and Harry couldn’t help but offer a small smile back, Dorian made him feel comfortable and gave off a warm and safe sort of aura. “I’m Harry; these are my godfathers Remus and Sirius.”

Dorian offered his hand out to each man; lastly taking Remus’s and tears filled his eyes. “You grew up so much Remus. The last I saw you you were only 12…you were such a bright boy, strong too. Very kind to all the younger pups, you often calmed them when they became scared stuck close to them during the change. The children loved you, you even tried to save them when the raid came, and you fought those bastards tooth and nail trying to get all the children away. I got there in time to see them club you over the head; of course with the new werewolf blood in you you were stronger than they thought.” Dorian shook his head, “I was pulled away by Elizabeth, she was the other sub who worked around the children with me. But she shoved me away telling me to get to Fenrir, to gather the Dominates and hurry back. By then it was too late. I’m sorry Remmy, I wasn’t fast enough.”

Remus watched as the man sobbed into his hand, he couldn’t smell a lie from the man and his face and heart were open. The blue eyes and kind voice sparked his memory as well as the scent coming off the man. “Dorian, you had the nicest voice, you used…you used to sing when some of the younger ones didn’t sleep.”

Dorian looked up at him with hopeful eyes, “you remember?”

Remus shook his head, “no, at least…not a lot. Scents…they often trigger memories.”

Dorian smacked his own forehead, “of course! Brilliant as always Remus, you probably just saved a lot of lives by saying that.” Dorian gave him a brilliant teary smile and Sirius and Harry shared a confused look causing Dorian to laugh. “Do forgive me, my mind is always trying to find out the how and the why behind lycanthropy. Those of us in packs and out of the way of wizards and witches see ourselves as gifted by Mother Moon, I am looking to where the gene comes from.”

“From a bite.” Harry said, “that’s how Remus became a werewolf.”

Dorian nodded, “that is one way, but it is only as a last resort. Most of the people in the pack were born into being a werewolf. The original Greyback Pack never bit humans; at least let them live after a bite. Our bite is our last resort, usually when we are cornered, it’s a defense, but same as any wolf we bite to kill. Should we be cornered in our wolf form we will attack just as any animal would, same with being cornered in human form, we will attack then too. The only wolves who bite to turn are the mad ones set lose by the Ministry, to instill fear and essentially bring about a witch-hunt, think about it Harry, is your Remus a mad foaming diseased beast to be put down?”

“Of course not! Sure he has a furry problem once a month but he is the sweetest man the rest of the time. He sends me letters and chocolate frogs at school and has even managed to sneak in something to me when I’m living at the Dursley’s I would go insane without him.” Harry whispered.

Dorian nodded, “and what of me Harry? Do I look half insane to you? Have I eyed you up like you were my next victim?” Dorian leaned forward and placed his fingertips at Harry’s chest, “what do you feel in here when you look at me? Don’t think about it, just say it.”

“Safe, I feel safe. I don’t know, you…you bleed calm and safety.”

Dorian nodded and sat back, “how long have you been a werewolf Harry?”

“Werewolf? I’m not one!”

The Healer’s eyebrows shot up, practically disappearing into his hair. “Surely you are joking.”

Remus shook his head, “he’s not, he has never been bitten or scratched by me…though I will admit because I was under the influence of Wolvesbane two years ago I did try.”

Dorian tapped his chin thoughtfully, “Curious indeed. You react and think like a wolf, I had just assumed you were either bitten as a child or Remus gave you the gift. Is there anyone in your family known to have a werewolf gene? Your father or mother?”

Sirius shook his head, “from what I can tell no, Lily was Muggleborn and James…well James was a lot of things but a werewolf offspring, Remus would have noticed. Harry has always been special, constantly surprising everyone.”

“Yeah, just another thing that makes me a freak.” Harry muttered.

Dorian’s brows knitted, “you are not a freak Harry, why would you call yourself that?” Harry shrugged and every warning bell in Dorian’s head went off. “Harry, would you be alright for me to check you over? I have been informed that you were badly beaten and raped.”

Harry sighed and drew his knees up to his chest, “guess everything is out in the open then. Yeah, I guess you can look me over.”

“Do you want Sirius and Remus to step out while I work?”

Harry nodded quickly, keeping his eyes down and his head lowered. Dorian nodded to Remus, who pulled his mate up and took him out of the small hut. Dorian began to hum as he walked over to a cabinet and began pulling out potions and a few other things that Harry didn’t recognize. Harry watched him wearily holding the blanket at his waist tightly. Dorian laid the things out on the table in front of Harry and then took a good look at him. The boy was beautiful, he was pale but the kind of pale that came from a tan starting to fade. Looking at him from just his torso he was very thin, and it made Dorian’s heart ache. His gaze moved up to the boy’s face, he was delicate and beautiful with large green eyes the color of fresh grass in spring, slim nose, full rose peddle lips, high cheekbones, and of course the scar. Dorian began to hum again as he reached forward to open a drawer and pulled out a quill and parchment.

“What are you humming?” Harry asked softly, trying to steady his beating heart as fear spiked through him.

“Was I? Forgive me I do that a lot, children hate Healers, usually comes with coming to get shots or something else equally uncomfortable. Humming relaxes children; I’ve done it for so long that I forget that I do it.” Dorian smiled softly at him as he began to mark the parchment with the quill, “don’t worry I’m not going to write down anything bad, my writing is me marking what potions work well on you and what don’t, as well as herbal magic.”

“Herbal magic? Like when you mix different herbs for potions?”

“Close but not quite, it’s taking the raw magical energies of a plant or animal and using them with our own magics to heal or to discover something. It’s a very ancient form of magic, used in times of great danger or if you are on the run. Since most werewolves are not allowed to work around Potions, fear of contamination.” Dorian pulled a face as if tasting something foul. “Before I was turned, I was bitten by a crazed wolf…mauled more like it, left for dead. I was found by a kind witch who worked at St. Mungos and she healed me, and then informed me I was diseased. I got scared what the Ministry would do and I ran…I ran and I ran and ran until my legs gave out in some forest. Fenrir found me and brought me into the pack, I was 21 when I was turned, training to be a healer, I was told I was a brilliant potion brewer…but because of my condition I can’t get a job brewing. So I dedicate my life and my skills to learning all I can about the old magical ways as well as applying new age use. Severus is impressed with my skills as much as I am impressed with his. We work together closely, trying to help heal Tom as well as find a cure for the Wolvesbane poison.”

Harry nodded, glad that he could understand everything he was told, thanks to Remus and Sirius filling him in and even showing memories of all he had missed in the few short hours since Remus saved him from his uncle. “I hope you find what you are looking for.” Harry whispered drawing his knees up, “but I don’t see how I can help any.”

Dorian smiled, “you can help a lot, your reactions are very much like any submissive werewolf, the way you hang your head if you feel guilty or bad about something, the look you give Sirius and Remus, hoping that they approve. But it concerns me also, you act like a submissive who has spent years under a horrible bond, causing untold amounts of pain. I know very little of what happened before you came to my hut. I would like you to tell me, please Harry.”

Harry shook his head, “I-I can’t talk about it.”

Dorian sat back and looked at the boy; he was starting to visibly tremble. The elder wolf chewed his lip; this is very bad, very very bad. I’ll do the physical work up and then put him to sleep so I can think of how to work with him to face these demons. Dorian gave himself a mental shake and put a soft hand on Harry’s arm. “It’s alright Harry, you don’t have to tell me anything, I just need to know what pain you feel. I need to know what hurts so I can fix it, you tell me what hurts and I will tell you exactly what kind of potions you use. Is that acceptable?”

“I guess so…” Harry whispered softly. He straightened his legs out and reclined back. “Remus said that Sirius and Snape healed a lot, but they didn’t know if they got everything. The cuts have all healed up, but my ribs still kind of hurt and…and,” he made a weak motion with his hand to his lower area.

Dorian chewed on the inside of his cheek, “Harry, will you allow me to remove the blanket and do a proper examination? I will walk you step by step through what I am going to do, tell you when I touch you, what I’m using; I will go slowly and work with you. Should you wish it I will even put on gloves and I will make sure not to hurt you even further.”

Harry nodded his head, “ok.”

Dorian moved away and to the same cabinet he grabbed the potions from and he grabbed some gloves from a box. He sat back down on his stool and pulled his small work table closer. “Alright Harry, I am going to move the blanket down now, only to your knees for right now, to look and see if there are any damage.” At Harry’s nod Dorian moved the blanket down gently, keeping his face serene and passive at Harry’s nudity. “Your clothes were in tatters, from what I understand to heal you your godfather and Severus had to remove your clothes to get to some of the more sever wounds. Once we are done here I will go and find you some clothing, I believe we have a few things that might fit you.”

“Don’t worry about it too much; I don’t want to put anyone out.” Harry whispered keeping his eyes on the ceiling.

Dorian’s brow furrowed. “You won’t be putting anyone out Harry, in this pack we care for one another. You by all rights are seen as Remus’s pup, and Remus is seen as Fenrir’s pup. Even if that were not the case you would be cared for as any pup in the pack.” He sighed softly as Harry stayed silent; the boy had some serious psychological damage that would be explored later. “Alright Harry, first I am going to run my hands along your lower body, checking to see if there is any residual bruising, just let me know if you feel any pain or discomfort. If you want me to stop just say so.” At Harry’s nod Dorian began to slide his fingers down along Harry’s thighs and lower stomach, deliberately avoiding the boy’s genitals. Dorian began to hum softly again when he noticed that Harry began to tense when his hands slid over his lower abdomen, just above his pelvic area.

“T-there’s some pain there…not a lot…but it hurts with a little pressure.”

Dorian nodded and continued to hum as he moved his hands in the way that Harry said, watching as discomfort crossed over the boy’s face. “As far as I can see, there is nothing on the surface indicating that there is any damage…it might be internal.” Dorian sighed, “now Harry I need to check over your penis and testicles…are you ok with that Harry?”

Harry bit his lip and continued to look up at the ceiling. “go ahead.”

Dorian gave another soft sigh as he continued his examination, he saw scaring and bruising along the shaft and head of Harry’s penis and scars that looked almost like melted wax or boiling water was dumped over the poor boy. “Harry you have a lot of scar tissue down here…can you feel any of my touches?” He watched as Harry shook his head and his heart leapt into his throat. “You can’t feel my fingers prodding?”

Harry shook his head, “no…I-I-I can’t feel anything down there.” He whispered, tears falling down his face.

Dorian’s heart broke as he quickly stripped the gloves and pulled the boy into his arms, his inner wolf begging him to sooth and coddle the child, making everything go away. Harry clung to the healer as he began to sob, he felt like he was a child again and he remembered after all the beatings and the pain he went through how he wished that someone would hold him like the kind wolf was doing now. Dorian began to sing softly in another language as he stroked his hair and back, rocking him softly.

Hours later Dorian finished with his examination and gave Harry a sleeping potion. He tucked the boy in tightly and left the hut, his heart heavier than he had ever felt it in his life. He ached for the poor boy, all the damage his body had suffered, the scars, the abuse, the pain, and most of all the humiliation. It made Dorian sick to his stomach. He walked over to the middle of the camp where Remus and Sirius sat with Fenrir eating lunch and he looked at the Alpha.

“Did you go to bed like I told you to Fen?” The healer asked softly.

Fenrir didn’t look up, “I got a few hours of sleep. There’s a lot of work to be done today, trying to get a small hut built for Remus and Sirius and Harry.” He looked up and his face fell as he saw the look on Dorian’s face. “Dori?” He stood up and touched Dorian’s shoulder.

The small healer broke then, his sobs coming in waves as he fell into his Alpha. Fenrir caught him as he fell and held the healer close. It took a few minutes for the sobs to subside and he was able to sit down. He wiped his face and took a drink from the mug he was handed before looking up into the faces of the three other men. “I’m sorry…I’m very sorry, but I couldn’t…I couldn’t hold all of that in. Mother Moon those were not people who had Harry they were monsters. How anyone could do that to a child is disgusting!” His baby blue eyes gazed at them, “while I was examining him he was saying he felt abdominal pain, before I went on an internal check I checked his genitals…he has bad scaring and what appears to be nerve damage…he said…he said he couldn’t feel my hands checking him over, I even did the pinprick tests…well sort of in a sense I did. I ran a feather along him and got nothing. He reacted to nothing, just looked up at the ceiling as if nothing was happening.”

Fenrir felt a growl in his throat as his fingers flexed, “and they have the nerve to call us animals. We would never hurt one of our pups like that.”

“Calm yourself Fenrir, your anger will not help anything. Harry is in a very delicate state right now, he seems to be accepting everything that Sirius and Remus tell him without flaw. His world seems unshaken, I believe as long as he stays in their care then he will do just fine…he will need constant love and care, to be treated as the child he is. He is 15 years old; right now he should be learning and growing.” Dorian looked up to the clear blue sky. “Do not push him to talk about the abuse, let him come to you. When you take him to see Tom and Severus, mention nothing about it. Let Harry come to his own terms with what happened, let him stay close to Sirius and Remus. We have a few children around his age…maybe he can make friends with them. He also expressed an interest in my own research.”

Remus’s brow furrowed, “your research?”

Fenrir nodded, “Dorian is a talented healer and a talented wizard, but he prefers the title of Druid.”

Sirius blinked, “Druid…as in the old wizards of the forest?”

Dorian nodded, “yes, I believe that the world around us has a lot of magic and a lot of secrets. I dedicate myself to finding the secrets of our line, I don’t believe it to be a curse, but a gift offered to people by ancient gods and goddesses. I have found many uses of plants that go into normal potions that can do more if they are not brewed. It really is fascinating work, as I was prepping Harry for examination I was talking with him a little about it and even a little more after I was finished to calm him down. He was highly interested in what I do, I thought, with your permission of course, I would begin teaching him. He was more interested in helping me find a cure for Wolvesbane poisoning.” Dorian smiled, “he said he wants to make sure that you and Sirius have children Remmy, you have a special pup in there. He loves you both very much.”

Remus smiled as tears filled his eyes, “we will do anything to help him…he is our pup after all.”

Fenrir broke out in a yawn that earned a glare from Dorian, the Alpha growled softly. “Don’t start Dori, I will be able to sleep tonight after the meeting with Tom and Severus. Let me get this hut put up and if there is time I will take a nap.”

Dorian rolled his eyes, “you are such a pain in the ass Fen. But fine, have it your way. I will be making sure you get some sleep when you get back, even if I have to knock you out myself.”

Remus and Sirius laughed as Fenrir growled at the Healer, Remus turned to Sirius and slid his hand into his mates. “Can we do this Siri? Can we keep him safe?”

Sirius nodded, “I believe we can…and Harry is strong, remember he has Potter blood in him.” Sirius leaned over and kissed him softly, “now stop worrying, you’ll grey your hair even more.”

Remus snorted shaking his head but smiling at his mate.

Back at Hogwarts Albus Dumbledore snarled at the news he was handed by his top agents Minerva and Tonks. “What do you mean the boy is gone?” He snarled at them.

Tonks flinched while Minerva stood stiff as a board, her arms folded over her chest. “Just as we said Albus, he is gone from the Dursley home.” She said, “we also have Sirius Black and Remus Lupin missing, number 12 Grimmauld Place is empty. We also can’t trace any of the wizards through their wands. Harry has not used his so his trace will not be activated, and any trace for Black and Lupin do not work seeing as they are fully grown and educated wizards.”

Albus snarled again, “why weren’t you watching him?”

“There was a shift in the guard; it took longer for the next person to get there than anticipated.”

Albus flicked his wrist, “get out, both of you, go find him and bring him here. He is our ticket to the world we need.”

Both Minerva and Tonks bowed and left as Albus got up and walked to his window looking out over the grounds of Hogwarts, stroking his beard lightly. “Where the fuck did you run off to you little bastard? Where are you hiding?” He snarled before turning and going to his lab to see if his own magic could find him. He vowed to find him and bring him to heel.
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