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Punishment	By : Holly Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 91201 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 23
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Fenir levered himself up and instantly regretted it. His muscles and bones protested at uncomfortable way he had slept by sending small shocks of pain along his arms and back. As much as his body ached he felt lightened, like he had been carrying a large weight that he had just put down. Even the air around him seemed lighter and he couldn't stop a small smile from gracing the corners of his lips as he sat up and stretched out his back with a satisfying pop. The sub had unconsciously moved with him, once again trying to curl up with him. Fenir looked down at the sub. He was dirty, covered in dust, grime and a now crusting layer of cum, but underneath all of that he looked like a child, innocent and scared. Once again Fenir began questioning his crime. Not that he didn't have the ability to kill, during the war he had fought many battles against Auror's and light wizard's and watched as this child threw himself into the field and then watched the Death Eaters fall at his feet, but he didn't have the mentality of a killer. A submissive was just that submissive, docile and calm, not that they couldn't be aggressive when roused, no one got between a sub and their children and he had seen Saf and Bej go at it when they had an argument, Bej normally lost very quickly against his small yet brutal mate, but they were not violent, not in the savage way dom's could be. Every dom in the pack had smelt the sub's nature when they had first taken him, like he was a born wolf instead of a human wizard, and though humans could deceive each other, lie about their true natures, no one could hide their smell from a wolf. This child was a sub through and through and no sub would murder, especially someone they considered family. Maybe he had been protecting himself or his pack? He could have understood that but the sub had confessed, made no excuses for his actions or any other explanation, cold hearted and uncaring. Suddenly anger overwhelmed him again. Sub's should not be that way! He got up of the floor and kicked the sub awake. He shouted out and curled up protectively around his middle.

"Get up you piece of shit!" There was no movement from the ball on the floor and the only sound was a little whimper. "I said get up!" Fenir leant down and grabbed for his arm, pulling him up to his feet. The sub began to struggle against his grip.

"Please don't! You'll hurt them!" he cried out as he used his free hand to push Fenir away from him. Fenir was stunned for a moment and dropped him to the ground. The sub crashed to the floor. He quickly righted himself onto his hands and feet and scampered over to his corner, sitting with his back to the wall and his knees up by his shoulder.

"Hurt who?!" Fenir barked, moving swiftly after him.

"The babies. Please don't hurt the babies!" Fenir was shocked into stillness, trying to process the sub's words. It was not unheard of for sub's to know of their pregnancies before any of the usual symptoms would alert the rest of the pack. Fenir got down to the sub's level.

"If you are saying this just to stop me you will regret it." His voice was low and dangerous, almost a growl. The sub shook his head and pulled his legs in tighter. "Fine, a healer will be in presently." Fenir turned on his heel and left the hut quickly. His mind was racing and his instincts were going haywire. Only a few short hours ago he had been touching, caressing, making love to the murderer of one of his pack. A boy that he himself had turned after he had been orphaned and abandoned by his own world, a boy he had raised as his own until he had been stolen away from his family. He should be protecting his pack, giving them and Remus justice! Instead he was fighting the urge to sweep his mate into his arms, to protect and cherish him as any dominant should treat a sub. Fenir stalked through the village, the sun was low in the sky but still warming and bright, pups, who had been playing in the sand, scattering to find their mothers'. He came into the village centre and found most of the sub's around the preparation table. They were laughing and chatting happily to each other. The scampering children alerted them to his presence and they turned to face him.

"Good evening, Alpha." Namile nodded her head in a small bow and the rest followed suit. He scanned their faces quickly.

"Where is Maya?"

"Evan got a thorn in his sole whilst we were picking berries. Maya is patching him up in his hut." Fenir nodded and turned to go and find the pack's healer but before he could walk off he turned around again.

"What are you doing? Where did that come from?" he said, gesturing to the large amount of meat the sub's were preparing. The small deer they had killed earlier would have barely given enough meat for the evening meal even with the squirrels and rabbits they had caught, but now the table was almost overloaded, easily enough for days of food as well as some left to be stored and dried for winter.

"The hunters went out again after lunch, whatever had spooked the game must have gone because they had all returned." Namile smiled which her sub's echoed, their worries lessened significantly by the bounty in front of them. A few, Lemmy most notably, still looked over at hut dubiously but they seemed more comfortable in his presence, in fact everything around him felt more comfortable even though inside he felt so conflicted. He nodded once again and turned again to find the pack healer.

Maya had just finished bandaging his poultice on to Evan's foot. The old wolf did not look happy at being forced to accept the healer's help for a simple thorn but with his age and the risk of the wound going septic it was the best thing.

"Feeling better, Evan?" Fenir asked, announcing his presence.

"My foot is perfectly fine, Alpha, and if this witch doctor would let me out of here…"

"You will stay exactly where you are for at least an hour whilst that poultice does it's work. I'll not have you mucking up my good work just so you can go play with the pups." Maya was normally quite easygoing, always trying the keep the peace between the rest of the subs, especially when Namile went on the war path, but when it came to his healing he was a tyrant. Maya got up and dusted his hands against his clothes and turned to the Alpha. "Was it me you wanted, Alpha?" Fenir nodded and gestured for them to leave the hut. Maya followed him out and they walked slowly towards the hut on the far side of the village.

"How early can you detect a pregnancy?" Fenir asked, making sure that they could not be over heard. He didn't want to raise the hopes of the others if the sub was lying to him.

"I can detect them almost immediately but most of the time I don't get asked to check until the symptoms arrive. Do you want me to keep checking the sub until he is?"

"According to him he already is." Maya looked a little shocked but thoughtful.

"It is not unheard of for powerful sub's to be able to sense their pregnancies before symptoms start to show but I have not heard of one being detected this early. This sub of yours is truly unique."

"If he is telling the truth." Fenir said, biting back a small growl in the back of his throat.

They continued their walked quickly and silently towards the hut and ducked inside. Maya recoiled slightly at the strong, stale smell that assaulted his sensitive nose.

"You need to get some ventilation in here, Alpha." he said covering his nose to block out most of it. Fenir nodded at his suggestion, if his sub was pregnant already they would need to make sure he stayed healthy. The sub, himself, had not moved from his corner but now had his legs out in front of him, his head to one side and his hand absentmindedly rubbing his belly. Maya walked over to the sub causing him to pull his legs back up to his chest again.

"Hello, my name is Maya. I am the pack healer. Can I have a look?" The sub looked at him dubiously for a moment before pushing his legs down slightly to allow him access to his belly. Maya laid his hand on his stomach and closed her eyes. Behind his closed lids his eyeballs moved from side to side, searching for something. He opened her eyes suddenly "Ah ha! Here we are!" He removed his hand slowly. "Thank you very much." The sub nodded back to her and drew his legs back up. "Well he is certainly pregnant but it is very early on." Fenir nodded and moved away from the door so they could leave. Maya took another quick look around the sparse hut before giving the sub one last look and leaving the room, followed by Fenir.

"Thank you, Maya, I will announce the pregnancy at dinner." Fenir turned to leave.

"Oh no you don't! There are things that need to be discussed. Firstly, you need to get that hut sorted. It needs some good ventilation and a bed at the least!" Fenir turned back to the healer and listened to her quietly. "Then you have the sub himself. He needs clothes, some decent furs for warmth and a bath, really Alpha, it stinks in there! He will need more food now and no more of that rough stuff!" It would have been a funny sight, to watch the large Alpha being thoroughly told off by the small submissive, but being on the receiving end was not quite as funny as when he watched one of the other dominates getting told off.

"Yes, healer." Fenir answered, his head bowed.

"And another thing. What exactly do you intend to do about the child when it arrives? If you still plan on taking it away from the sub? Who is going to feed it or take care of it?" Fenir kept his head bowed and waited for him to continue. "Well I suppose that the rest of us can pitch in while you are hunting and such but you are going to need a milk nurse and unless one of the other sub's miraculously announces that they are expecting within the next few weeks you are going to have convince Lemmy to prolong his nursing by at least another three months.

"I thank you, healer. I will talk to Lemmy tonight." That was something he would not look forward to.

"You'd better! Honestly, dominants! Never thinking anything through!" Maya turned on his healer and stalked off towards the centre of the village. Fenir stood for a moment before turning and heading out of the village towards the small stream that they used for bathing, knowing he probably smelled as bad as the sub had.

Harry sat in his corner, absentmindedly rubbing his stomach. He hadn’t need the healer to confirm his pregnancy, he had known the moment it had happened, felt the rush of magic up through him and then those two little dots of ‘something’ where just there. It was an amazing feeling, just to know that there were two ‘somethings’ growing inside him, so tiny at the moment but soon they would grow into little werwolves. He was a werwolf now, just like Remmy had wanted. He had loved to here the stories Remmy had told him about his pack and the world of the wolves.

*** Flash Back***

It was dark and most of the others were asleep. Harry crept out of the tent quietly, Snape would be proud that his copious lessons on stealth were being used so effectively, to fin Remus, who was on watch tonight. The nighttime world was darker than normal as the New Moon blackened the sky but the woods held less fear for him than the tent did when Remus was on watch. He found Remmy quickly, he was sitting on a log wrapped in a small blanket, his eyes and ears alert for any noise or movement amongst the trees. Mad Eye was on the floor, covered in a duvet, sleeping.

“Hello, pup.” Remmy whispered as Harry tried to creep up behind him.

“I never can sneak up on you, can I?” Harry said sliding down to to the grassy floor in front of his surrogate father. He crossed his legs and got comfortable.

“Not yet, pup. Maybe one day.” Remmy gave a sad smile. “Was it bad again?” Harry’s hand automatically went to his blackened eye.

“Never able to hide anything either.” Remmy laughed quietly. “It wasn’t that bad, I just don’t like to be in there. I much prefer to be out here with you. I like the woods.” Remmy gave another little chuckle but was stopped quiet as Mad Eye shifted slightly before settling down with his back to them. Remmy motioned for Harry to stand up and they moved slowly along the perimeter of the camp. Remmy rubbed his thumb along Harry’s cheek bone.

“You shouldn’t let them do that to you, you know.” Harry dropped his face to the ground. Remmy lifted it back up with his hand. “Don’t be ashamed, I didn’t mean it like that. They shouldn’t be allowed to get away with it. I wish...”

“Don’t Remmy, it’s not worth it. They are just disappointed. I was meant to be ‘The Chosen One’ and I haven’t been able to do anything. I am just a useless wh...”

“Don’t say that, ever! You are amazing, those lot are sick and twisted… they shouldn't touch you like that." Remmy put his head in his hands. "I will get you away from here, Harry, I promise. I should have done it years ago, when your parents died but I thought this world would take care of you, that James would want this for you, but I was wrong. I was too scared to go back to them and now you are paying the price." They had spoken of this so many times, Remmy's fears at being accepted back into the pack, his addiction to the poison, Wolfsbane, his guilt at not being able to rescue his last pack member.

"It is alright, Remmy," Harry ensconced Remus in a hug. "I mean we don't know if they would accept me anyway. Your pack is with the dark, aren't they? I am not exactly popular with them." Remmy wiped his eyes against the back of his hand.

"You they would love. I have never met anyone more wolf with actually being turned." Remmy slung his own arm around Harry's shoulder. "You are going to be the most popular little wolf in the pack." Remus gave a small laugh and pinched Harry's cheek.

"Why?" Harry asked, his head cocking to one side. Remmy thought about his answer for a second.

"Do you remember what I told you about dominants and submissives in the pack? About how rare subs are, how precious?" Harry nodded quickly. "Well, if you get turned you are going to be a sub, a powerful one at that." Harry looked quizzical again.

"I thought you said you couldn't tell what someone would be before they were turned? Like when pups are born you can't tell until they get older?"

"With most people, yes. But you are so powerful that it just comes of you in waves. It is like you were born a wolf without being one. You are a natural" Harry's face fell. "What is wrong, pup?"

"It is just another thing that makes me different, a freak." Remmy pulled him into another hug.

"That is them talking, Harry, not you. You are not a freak. It is our differences that make us what we are. If we were all the same this world would be a terrible place." they stood there for a few moments, letting the night surround them, comforting them like a large blanket. "Look, Harry, gather your things quickly, just what you can carry. I can't let this go on, yo are too precious."

"But I thought we were going to wait until after the full moon so you could get your Wolfsbane?" Remus shook his head.

"No, I can't let my fears stop us anymore. We will go tonight." Harry pulled tighter on the hug before letting go. He nodded and turned.

A loud, low voice called out from the darkness. "Remus, you stupid wolf. Where is Merlin's name have you buggered off too?" They heard him thrashing around in the darkness. Remus grabbed Harry's hands.

"Run back to camp, gather your things and I will come and get you once he has gone back to sleep." Harry nodded, turned and ran back to the tent. "I am over here, Alastor." He called out into the darkness.

***end flashback***

Remus hadn't come to get him that night and that had been the last they had spoken of it. He had always known that he wouldn't be accepted into the pack the way Remmy had said but at least now he would have his children, his own pack, family. It was all he had ever wanted really, just a family of his own, and now it had happened. As much as he wanted to hate Fenir, just like he wanted to hate all the others, he couldn't. All of them had helped him come to this, given him what he had always wanted. He lay down on to his side, smiling, and stroked his stomach lovingly.

"Hello, my little ones. Mummy and Daddy are here and everything is ok."

A/N the chapters are going a little off plan now and they are growing. I know my avid readers will not mind the fact that my chapters have suddenly doubled in length but I am finding it difficult to fit in everything I want to write. Well as always tell me what you think.
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