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The Distance In Your Eyes	By : Pfeifenkraut Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 30080 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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4. The Madness

A strong canine body was speeding through the dark forest. Blurred images flashed by while rain thundered down, soaking its fur. Muddy puddles splashed as soon as one of the paws hit the wet earth. Wind sent cold chills of anticipation through the wolf's form.

Different impressions assaulted its sensitive senses. Fear of the forest's inhabitants tickled its nose, itching it to go on a hunt, but it did not sidetrack the wolf from the scent of its wayward mate still lingering in its snout.

Its tongue lolled out of its muzzle, saliva dipping onto the drenched floor.

Suddenly a foreign scent reached its nose. The weak smell of decay mixed with dark magic polluted the sweet rainy air, a delicious metallic stench intertwined with it.

Halting in its steps, the wolf sniffed its surroundings while its ears perked up, ready to catch any sound that might appear.

A disgusting smell invaded its snout, distracting it from its previous path. Hackles rising the wolf snarled.

Something was impeding on its territory, unasked and unwanted.

It took another step forward.

Unpleasant ear-wrecking voices were attacking its ears.

Prowling closer, the wolf followed its leads.

"... the Dark Lord has ordered us to do so, so stop complaining already", one of the voices said.

Stopping, its ears twitched.

"... fucking forest... fucking rain... crazy Dark Lord... my precious leather boots!"

Another twitch of the ears and the wolf's shape started shifting.

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"Shut up or I'm gonna hex you into oblivion!" Terrell roared angrily. "It's bad enough that the fucking rat bit me!"

"Bit you?" Kerr mocked, an evil grin plastered onto his face. "Oh, the little one bit you? Does it hurt? Did he draw blood? Shall I blow?"

"Put a stinkin' sock into your mouth! Who was the one whining about the bastard kicking your precious parts, making you crawl on the floor? 'It hurts so much, Terrell, help me!'" Terrell's features distorted to – what he thought to be – an innocent expression while he continued in a childish voice, "Have you gotten yourself a bump, little Kerry-poo?"

"You could have told me that the soon-to-be pet of the Dark Lord has such great spirit," Kerr replied lecherously, his eyes gleaming with lust and madness. "It would be so much fun to break the little bastard myself. I would even let you watch if you behave. And if you ask nicely, I might even let you have a go at him."

"How generous, but you know he is off-limits. "

"Too bad, I really want to do him."

"Anyway, lets … Did you hear that?" Terrell asked uncertainly, trying to see through the thick curtain of rain thundering down, darkening the already sinister night further.

"What?"

"Something was moving over there!" His hand was shaking slightly as he pointed in the direction of the sound he had supposedly heard prior, eyes alight with nervousness.

"Stop seeing the devil between the trees!" Kerr joked although he had to admit that being in this deep, ancient forest he felt uncomfortable as well. "There is no one here. Just us and the mud in this stupid forest! Hell, it's highly unlikely that someone is nearby. Out in nowhere! Of all places we could be..."

"Lets get out of here. Something is off. I have a bad feeling," Terrell said, his eyes darting from one tree to the next, suspicious of his surroundings.

"You won't go anywhere anytime soon," a deep and guttural voice said, almost sounding like a ferocious growl. Turning their eyes towards a bush they could make out a huge form with a broad chest and strong muscles. Powerful and heavy strides brought the tall man closer to them until they could clearly see the annoyance on his distinctive features, his silvery hair clung to his skull, his canines were bared in a menacing expression, showing off his strong jaw (A/N: it's up to you if he's naked or not XD).

"Give him to me!" The demand hung threateningly in the dark night, followed by a frightening silence, but neither of them dared to move or speak.

Both of them were frozen to the spot as recognition dawned on them.

"Now!" He barked, impatience dripping off of his voice. Cringing, they tightened their grips around their wands.

"We're not al-" Terrell started but stopped immediately, eyes widening when he saw Greyback crouching down, his body beginning to shift. Muscles were tensing under the enormous pressure the transformation caused. Fear gripped Terrell's heart as the beast's murderous eyes fixed on him, Greyback's mouth opening to show slowly elongating fangs.

Whipping out his wand Terrell screamed hysterically, "Avada Ke-" but a strong jaw was already embedding itself in his throat. The force of the impact sent him to the ground while the wolf tossed its prey's body from one side to the other.

Pain exploded in Terrell's brain, paralysing his whole being. He felt the sharp canines at his shoulder, tearing his flesh wide open and taking a large chunk of it out of his neck. Blood was gushing out of the wound, mixing with the clear water of the innocent rain to be washed away.

Black dots appeared at the edges of his vision while more blood spluttered out of his mouth.

Ripped from his pain filled mind, he felt a strong tugging at his leg, his ligaments stretching until finally his bones couldn't take it any more and were broken apart, his flesh giving way until it was torn away from his body. A gurgled scream echoed through the forest.

Idly, he wondered if it was his own before he was finally granted the numbness of unconsciousness.

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"There you go, lad." Bob said, giving him a towel that had been stored somewhere in the driving cab of his truck.

Thankful, Harry accepted it and dried himself as much as possible. Rubbing it over his drenched hair, he massaged his scalp, getting rid of the water pearling down his slender neck. Sensually sliding the towel down his throat he revealed even messier hair than before. Goosebumps adorned his arms as he wiped every last droplet of rain away. Shifting in his seat, he stretched out his long legs and towelled them dry. Starting with his feet he slowly moved upwards, rubbing his frozen skin warm so it got a rosy hue due the soft pressure. The appendages were roaming higher and higher until they finally reached his shorts.

Suddenly feeling eyes on himself, he looked up and found Bob staring intensely at him. Blushing furiously, he fidgeted uncomfortably under the strange gaze bestowed on him.

In the awkward atmosphere that had arisen, Harry didn't dare to continue so in the end his shirt was still wet, but there was nothing he could do against it. He certainly wouldn't remove it, not after Greyback had stolen his clothes and not after the weird gaze he had just received from Bob.

"I'll stop at the next petrol station and give you a change of clothes." Bob said, looking uneasy as well. "Take this for the time being."

Reaching behind him the driver handed a blanket to Harry.

Grateful and still flushed red, Harry took it and wrapped himself in the grey and somewhat scratchy, but warm fabric.

After another uneasy sideways glance in Harry's direction, Bob fiddled with the keys until he finally hit the ignition, started the engine and drove off.
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