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When Do I Get to Have That?	By : AngelNarcissa90 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 33910 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Haters: Kera-Izaki and Anon there is nothing wrong with a little Lucius/Harry lovin. It�s great. Yeah, I know this is Fenrir/Harry and it will stay that way. I just need to establish that Harry is one horny guy. His �heat� is a result from the love nips given to him by Fenrir back at the club.
Rokkis Fenrir is not bad, he�s merely an opportunist and there is nothing wrong with wanting money. Cheers to you as well.

Harry will not be a full fledge werewolf, but kind of as close as it gets.

I want to thank all the fans who are enjoying the story. Thanks for the support.

You Know that it�s All Your Fault, Right?

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�Do you smell that?� Bill asked for the fourth time.

Harry swallowed hard and kept his head down staring hard at his plate. He�d given up on eating as soon as the food had been placed in front of him. Harry really wished that he hadn�t been invited to this family meal. All of the Weasleys were present except Percy and Harry was beginning to feel anxious. Bill hadn�t stopped asking about the weird scent in and surrounding The Burrow. Charlie, noticing his discomfort had done his best to distract his brother and for that Harry was grateful. Without Percy present, Harry had no one else to cover for him. Of course, it made perfect sense to Harry why Bill was reacting the way he was, Harry wasn�t quite human anymore. Unbeknownst to most of the Weasley clan except, Hermione, Ron, Percy, and perhaps Charlie, Harry was the cause of the smell and Bill�s werewolf instincts were reacting to him.

Aside from the obvious issue, Harry was also very embarrassed. How could he look Molly Weasley in the eye when she set his plate before him after what he had done to Lucius Malfoy? Not that the lord was complaining. If anything, Harry could not get rid of the memory of those flirty glances nor the overtly sexual sensations that flowed through him whenever he thought of what he had done to and with the wizard while he was in heat. Harry shivered at the thought.

�Are you alright, Harry? You�re not eating.�
�Yeah, not that hungry.� Harry responded to Ginny flatly. He heard the concern in her voice, but he couldn�t respond to it. Now was not the time to admit his weakness. Percy and Malfoy had assuaged his worry with vows to discover what was wrong with him. Harry was worried that they wouldn�t know until the next full moon and by then who knew what would happen. The last thing Harry wanted was to become a slave to his desires.

Harry raised his eyes when he heard the sound of a throat clearing. Bill was slowly rising and stared at Fleur as he spoke, �We have an announcement to make.� Ron, Hermione, Arthur, Molly and an odd looking Charlie turned to Bill. For some reason, Harry felt disappointed. In the pit of his stomach, Harry was attached by a bout of fear, sorrow and desperation. The emotions came and went rather quickly but their lingering presence remind Harry of someone or something that he had forgotten once he�d left the mind fog of sexual desire during his heat.
�Fleur and I are expecting.� The celebration around Harry left him feeling noticeably numb. Thankfully, Ginny leaned over and pulled him into a hug that was longer than the friendlier one they�d exchanged when he�d first arrived.
�Let�s head up stairs as soon as this is over. I want to talk to you about something.� Ginny whispered. Harry didn�t answer at first, but with the cries of surprise and support choking him with the memory of what Tonks and Remus lost out on, he nodded in compliance.
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�What did you want to talk about?� Harry asked as he reclined on Ginny�s bed. Ginny kept her position by the door. She leaned back against it, her eyes fiercely pierced him. Harry gazed at her, the red hair was mesmerizing. It almost tricked him into thinking that he was looking at a younger version of his mother. Smiling and chuckling lowly to himself, Harry could hardly envision himself as a young James and Ginny as a young Lily Evans. It was too much to think about even if it did give him a thin sense of security.
�There�s someone else isn�t there?� Ginny leaned back against the door. Her voice wasn�t accusatory, it was almost accepting. Harry looked away from the inquisitive gaze and stared at the ceiling instead. There was someone else and if he didn�t find him soon, Harry knew that the next full moon would have him humping a man far worse than Malfoy�s prat of a father.
�Maybe, I don�t know yet. We haven�t seen each other in a while.� Harry answered after a long pause.
�Honesty,� Ginny replied, �that�s a start. Who is he?�
Harry turned sharply to meet Ginny�s gaze. The surprise definitely showed on his face because she quickly spoke again. �I read the paper Harry and I know it was you at Hidden. Contrary to popular belief, I�m not stupid. You, on the other hand, don�t know where to stick your dick.�
Harry didn�t know whether to ignore the pointed look she gave him or address it. �I know where my dick�s been and it hasn�t been in some bloke. Today at least.� Harry cleared his throat at Ginny�s amused expression.
�Fuck you. I don�t have to listen to this.�
Harry didn�t move to leave and Ginny didn�t budge from her post at the door. �Well, if it makes you feel better, I don�t think you�re much of a pitcher. You�re more a catcher.�
�You�re an expert now?�
�Harry, I�ve been traveling the world. I know what you are and I know what Bill was smelling. It was you.� Harry shook his head and stood up. �It�s only a matter of time before Skeeter knows what�s happened to you. Haven�t you read the Prophet? You�re sex life is practically on the cover. Harry!� Ginny shoved Harry backwards as he tried to forcibly move her from her position in front of the door.
�You don�t know shit, Ginerva and I want you to move.�
Ginny braced herself against Harry�s rough grasp on her shoulders, �Whatever bit you Harry, it�ll come back for you and then you won�t be able to stop the changes you�re going through. You should go to St. Mungo�s before it�s too late, before you�re something other than a wizard. Tell Hermione, someone who can bloody well help you.�
Harry let go of Ginny�s shoulders and embraced her instead. When he felt her body go limp, Harry quickly turned her around and shoved her backwards. Harry didn�t stop to make sure that she landed safely. He headed for the back door intent on leaving. After racing down the stairs, Harry ran into Fleur and Molly in the kitchen. Both stopped mid conversation.
�Have news of your own, dear?� Molly asked naively. Her faced had so much after the war. Harry supposed it was the stress and sorrow that had plagued them all afterward. Harry ran his fingers through his hair. Going through the front door wasn�t an option since he knew that Arthur, Charlie, and Bill were speaking in the other room.
Harry watched as Fleur covered Molly�s hands with her own, �Not today, I�m sure.�
Harry had seen that disappointed look before and to be honest, he didn�t want to face it right now. Without answering, Harry shook his head, rounded the table and left. He didn�t apparate right away, he needed clear his mind and a walk would do just that.

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Draco Malfoy liked to pride himself on his connections. Sure, he wasn�t the perfect wizard, but he was closer to perfection than any wizard dark or otherwise in the wizarding world. If there was a disagreement, Draco was almost always sure that his money would speak volumes. Persuasion was a talent best reserved for the more intelligent and between himself and his lover, the whereabouts of a certain werewolf were no longer so secret.
Draco had to commend the prick, he had hid himself rather well. Living in the Forest of Dean wasn�t a shocking discovery, but finding out that three other werewolves lived in the same vicinity was off. Packs weren�t Greyback�s strong suite, but then again neither was the squalor only a forest could provide. Draco supposed that with all the prejudice, a werewolf�who sided with the Dark Lord�would no doubt have no other suitable place to live.
Draco also knew that he wasn�t going to be visiting him. Harry would be doing all that. He was the one who�d slept with him and let himself be nibbled on. Draco smirked, what was that old adage? A wand maker could only build a wand. It was up to the wand to make the wizard.

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Auror Potter landed in the Forest of Dean with a spirit of grim determination. Auror Weasley and his partner would be arriving shortly. He had to find Greyback before they did. Trudging forward, Harry pushed back memories of hiding in the forest in the not too far gone past with Ron and Hermione. The feelings of camaraderie he felt gave him the courage to pursue the led Draco had given him.
Harry snarled for the second time as he passed through another patch of poison oak. The brush was thick and the canopy overhead cast darkness over him. It was early morning and Harry was irritable. Not even nature was on his side. All he wanted to do was question Greyback. If anyone knew about what and who visited Hidden Greyback would.
Harry stumbled over the gnarled roots of a deformed tree. Grabbing hold if its trunk, Harry steadied himself.
�I see I have a visitor and more to come if my instinct is correct.�
Harry fumbled over the large protruding roots towards the large man leaning on a tree not too far away from him. �Not today, Greyback. I�m here. Let�s find somewhere else to talk.�
�I knew you�d come,� Greyback said smugly as he slowly made his way over to Harry. Harry tried to ignore the way Greyback sauntered over to him as he was going to be getting something in return. He was boldly naked and proud of his well muscled body. Harry would have averted his eyes, but he couldn�t help but notice how well hung Greyback was. As if to corroborate the physical evidence, Greyback made a point of suggestively waving his pride and glory at him.

Harry raised his eyes to glare at Greyback and barely threw himself to the ground in time to escape a hex. It whizzed past him over his head and into a tree a few steps in front of him. More spells were cast overhead. Harry covered his head and waited until the glow of the stunners cast subsided before lowering his arms and lifting himself up.
Greyback had moved for cover behind the tree Harry had been leaning against. He howled long and hard and was met with similar yowls. At first Harry strained to understand what the distant sounds were, but they were now moving in closer to Harry, Greyback and the Aurors.
�Auror Potter!�
Harry cringed at the sound of his name from his superior�s lips. Ron must have called for backup. Reaching for his wand, Harry struggled to turn around. �Not so fast,� Greyback called to him. He yanked Harry in the opposite direction to a group of gnarled roots. They rose quite a few feet off the ground, providing him enough coverage to slip under them. Harry attempted to kick Greyback, but only succeeded in making Greyback to clutch him tighter.
As Harry was drawn backwards, red and blue stunning spells shot at the ground in front of him. Blades of grass and dirt rose to cover his face and obscure his vision. If they shot any closer, it would be the death of him! Of that Harry was certain. The sounds of approaching wolves came closer. The very ground beneath Harry seemed to tremble. When Harry had been pulled safely behind the trunk that Greyback had cowered behind for quick refute, he was forced to stand against Greyback�s chest. For a moment, Harry�s heart fluttered and he almost lost his grasp on his wand. Without much effort Harry cast a speechless Protego and shielded both himself and Greyback from a blast of green light.
The shock of the killing curse aimed at him in particular woke Harry from his sudden embarrassing attraction to the monster that was Greyback. He had only wanted to chat and ask a few questions and this was how he ended up.

�Oh, fuck me,� Harry muttered to himself only to recall that the half man half creature he was pressed against was still completely starkers.
�After,� Greyback muttered somewhat amused as he commanded the pack �that had come to answer his call �to attack the aurors. Harry shouted abuses at him to stop when he was forcefully shoved to the ground. Before Harry could raise his wand to recast the protective charm he was yanked away from Greyback and farther from his fellow aurors. The raised roots became a distant shadow in the dark of the forest. The flashing of colorful lights dancing in the distance continued.
The damned mutt wouldn�t listen to Harry�s commands as he continued to unceremoniously drag him over overturned roots, sharp rocks, broken twigs and the odd patch of damp earth. Spitting out a clump of mud and grass, Harry attempted to cast a spell only to have his jaw slammed into the ground. Harry thought that the wolf had halted without cause before he noticed a ward encasing the trees in front of the path ahead creating an invisible line. Harry quickly recovered his leg and set himself into a crouched position. Whoever made the ward couldn�t have wandered far.
�Well, well, Mr. Potter. Would now be a good time to get my exclusive?�
Harry turned to see none other than Rita Skeeter standing in the shadows of nearby oak. Her blond hair was frazzled and windswept as if she�d run all the way here. Harry wondered if she had been avoiding the aurors, the wolves, Greyback or all three. Looking to his left, Harry saw that the wolf that had dragged him deeper into the woods was snarling wildly beside him.
�I think I�ll have to pass Rita. Or would you like to interview us both?� Harry wished he could preserve the expression on Rita Skeeter�s face with a stasis spell. She looked both shocked, tired, angry and perhaps a little fearful. What happened the bold and ambitious shark of a woman who�d written such harsh things about Dumbledore?
�Oh, shut it!� She snapped and the next thing Harry knew the world was spinning into darkness.

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