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I’m not a native speaker of English.

Thanks a lot to my betas, mrequecky, for correcting this chapter!

Dear readers,

Okay, now were we come to the juicy parts you are loosing interest or was it the NL/DM pairing that didn't made you review as numerously as on the other chapters? No sex in this chapter. I'm sorry. I promise in the next one there will be sex. Slash! For more Hermione/Fenrir actions you need to wait until chapter 10.

AgainAndAgain

Characters: Neville, Draco, Severus, Eldest, Ages, Neil

Sexual interactions: SS/DM, SS/NL, Ages/Neville, Ages/Draco

Warnings: 'watersports' (not sexual)

Chapter 8 - Problems

Neville tried to cover himself, too quickly for Draco, whose head got stuck under Neville's nightgown.

Severus was leaning against the door frame, amused about the display in front of him.

Draco finally was able to wriggle his head out from under Neville's nightgown and grinned at Severus. A bit of cum was still in one corner of his mouth.

Severus tipped at the corner of his mouth, still smirking.

Draco got the clue and wiped over his mouth. Then he ran over to Severus to throw his arms around his neck. “Was your talk with the Eldest okay?”

Severus looked thoughtfully over to Neville, who had drawn his knees up to hug them. “It went as well as it could have, I think.”

“He is worried that you will throw him out now,” Draco whispered in Severus' ear.

“It seems you distracted him very well,” Severus said, amused, and finally rewarded Draco with a kiss, as he knew the boy wanted it. While he was petting Draco's bum, he said, “Now go. Tell Ages I will bring Neville over in a few minutes.”

Before Draco went out, he turned to Neville. “Remember I will watch out for you. Everything will be okay.” With a big smile on his face he left the room.

When Draco was gone, Severus went over to the bed. “You still have an eventful evening in front of you, Neville. First I have to bring you to the head alpha for the claiming, and then the Eldest want to speak with you before supper.”

Neville looked fearfully at Severus. Gone was the carefree feeling he had had during his time with Draco.

“We need to clean you and dress you for the head alpha.”

“Will he...” Neville started, but he didn't need to finish because his mind was an open book for Severus.

“Neville, really, how often do I have to tell you that nobody will rape you? The head alpha will claim you as part of his pack. That means he will urinate on you, so you get the same smell as we all have. Even Fenrir and I had to go through this. We all survived it. So just close your eyes, and it will be over in a minute.”

Neville nodded. He liked it when Severus explained things to him; it made him feel a bit safer. “Do I have to be alone with him?”

There was something in Severus' eyes that was strange, and that he waited with his answer, didn't help Neville's odd feeling. “I would prefer not to be there when he claims you. Please don't ask more about it. I don't understand it myself. The head alpha always tries to make everything as comfortable as possible. You could ask him to let Draco stay with you during the claiming. You seem to get along with him quite well.” He couldn't suppress a grin about Neville's blush.

Neville just nodded. “I would like to get it over with as fast as possible.”

“That's my boy,” Severus said and pulled his wand out. “We need to hurry, so I will just cast a cleaning spell?”

Neville didn't even have time to nod before the spell was cast and a cool breeze went over his body.

“Undress and then dress in that.” Severus placed a small pile of clothes in front of him. The shorts were the same kind as Draco had worn, but Neville got a T-Shirt and no top. No underwear.

Neville didn't ask for underwear. It was clear that he wasn't allowed to wear any. Quickly he dressed and then looked expectantly at Severus. His heart sank in his boots when he looked at Severus, and he couldn't stop himself from asking the question that had been burning in his chest. “Will I come back here later?”

Severus was looking at Neville with that strange expression again. “That's not my decision, but I promise to fight for it.” He said it with such a seriousness that Neville's heart stopped beating for a second.

Neville let his head hang. “I don't want to be alone here.”

Gently Severus lifted Neville's head. “You will be okay, Neville. I promise you that.”

Nothing could make Neville believe Severus. His fear of losing his safe place with Severus was too big. Tears were running down his cheeks, but Severus wiped them away with his thumb. “Don't worry so much. Even if you are not allowed to come back to me, the head alpha will take good care of you.”

“But I want to stay here,” Neville whined. He didn't know why. Maybe it was because he knew Severus from his former life or maybe there was something else.

Severus sighed. “I know.” He placed his hand in Neville's neck and gently guided him out of the room.

They passed many people that looked curiously at Neville. The way to Ages' rooms wasn't long, and Neville didn't look up at the by-passers. After a short knock at the door, Severus opened it without waiting for an answer. It wasn't just a big bedroom like Severus' room. It was a medium sized office in which they were standing now. Neville could see at least three doors before Severus guided him over to one at the right side.

Neville feared Severus would just shove him into the room and leave him alone, but to his relief he stepped into the big bedroom with him. Draco was lying on the bed on his stomach and smiled at Neville. He was so different from the always so brooding and often arrogant boy, whom Neville knew from their time at Hogwarts.

Ages stepped out of a room to their right. Neville could catch a small glimpse of the room and knew it was a bathroom. The old man smiled kindly at him. “I'm glad you are here. I hope Severus could take a bit of your fear away. Draco told me you were already feeling better than when you first met us.”

Neville looked fearfully at Ages and couldn't say anything.

Ages stepped closer and laid a calming hand on Neville's head. “Don't worry. It will be over very soon. Everyone went through it. You will be a part of my clan now. Everyone will recognize that after the claiming. If you don't try to wash my scent of for the next eight hour, we never have to do this again. Are you ready?”

Neville gulped and nodded. He quickly looked over to Draco, who got the clue and sprang up.

“Can I stay with him, head alpha?” Draco asked eagerly and flashed his eyes the way he knew Ages loved it.

Ages chuckled about Draco's antics. The boy knew exactly how to play him. He had never regretted taking him in his pack and bed. He was very different from Tara and Neville. Tara was offering herself to anyone and did anything the dominants wanted her to do. She didn't seem to have any other interests than sex and would never bond herself to one dominant or prefer one over another. Draco definitely had his favorites and he wasn't cagey about it. He knew how to play the dominants to his advantage. Draco still had other interests than just sex, and Ages could feel how much more alive his super sub was now that Neville was here.

Neville was a mystery to Ages. Normally the boy should have already been feeling his wolf awaken. He should have got a sex interest, but he could only smell fear on Neville. At least he smelled the boy all over Draco, which meant he had been intimate with him. That was a spark of hope. Still Ages feared for the new sub. Neville was weak and the chances were high that he wouldn't let his wolf take over before or during his first changing. If he didn't embrace his wolf the virus would kill him. What worried Ages even more was Severus' behavior. Something wasn't right here. He was eager to speak with the Eldest about what Severus had spoken about with them. Even now his beta was looking uncomfortable. Ages hoped it wouldn't come to a fight between them over Neville. Severus had adjusted to his werewolf life quite well, but had never given up his own independent wizard mind. He used his wand for almost everything. It was odd.

Severus forced himself to let go of Neville's neck. He let his head sink, not daring to look into his head alpha's eyes. He couldn't explain his feelings. He didn't want Neville for himself. He knew Neville would feel the urge to pleasure other dominants, and Severus had no problem with it as long as Neville wanted it. Right now the boy was scared like hell, and that drove Severus crazy.

“Do you want to take part?” Ages asked Severus, with steel in his voice. The mood was tense, and Draco snug his arm around Neville's waist and led him over to the bathroom.

Neville looked worriedly over his shoulder at the two man. Severus' hands were balled into fists, and he was trembling slightly. Ages stood with his back to them, and so Neville couldn't see that he was staring at Severus with squinted eyes. Every muscle of Ages' body was ready to fight.

“No,” Severus said without looking up. He stepped backwards and then quickly stepped out of the bedroom.

“Come on, he is okay.” Draco drew Neville into the bathroom.

Now that Severus wasn't in the room any longer, Neville was totally scared. He couldn't stop to start sobbing. Why did he always have to be so weak. He was eighteen. Why couldn't he behave like an eighteen-year-old? Why couldn't he be like Harry. Then he remember what had happened to Harry and all the other boys he thought strong and brave.

“Stop worrying, Neville. It's not that bad.” Draco drew calming circles on Neville's shivering back and looked up seeking for help from Ages.

The old man laid a calming hand on Draco's shoulder. He felt the uneasiness of his super sub. Yes, Neville meant a lot to him and Ages hoped the boy would make it. Selling him was no longer an option. His beta and super sub would break if he decided to sell the boy, even though he could have been a very good trade. They needed more normal subs to mate with the free dominants and some clans would trade a lot of subs for a super sub. “Help him undress, Draco.”

Draco quickly undressed Neville, who didn't protest. Then he turned to Ages while he took Neville's hand. “Can I go with him into the tub?”

Ages smiled at Draco. “Sure.”

Draco smiled happily. “Come on, Neville. I will be right behind you, okay?”

Neville nodded. Draco was so kind to him. Why? Did it matter? No, he would just take what Draco was offering. It was helping so much.

Draco stripped unceremoniously and pulled Neville into the tub. He sat down at one end of the tub and leaned against the edge. Then he pulled Neville against his chest.

Neville was so afraid, depressed and resigned that he didn't even try to hide his genitals. When he saw Ages opening his trousers, he just closed his eyes. When he felt the first hit of the warm liquid, he shivered violently. Draco whispered in his ear, “It's okay, Neville. I'm here. Just keep your eyes close, he will hit your face as well. That's the worst, but it will be quick.”

Neville could hardly concentrate on Draco's words because Ages maneuvered his legs up aside so the spray could hit his entrance and balls. Then his chest and his face followed, and Draco nudged him to turn over. Finally it was over, and Neville dared to open his eyes. Ages trousers were closed again, and he handed Neville a towel.

When Neville had stepped out of the tub to dry himself, Ages leaned down to Draco. He kissed him, and then he leaned over to his ear while his hands gently let his fingertips glide over Draco's chest to his nibbles. “Unfortunately I have no time to reward you, but I'm all yours this night if you want.”

Draco moaned shamelessly. Ages was old, but werewolves become more and more powerful and experienced the older they got. Ages was the best one in bed of the whole clan, even though his skin was wrinkled, his muscles were still strong and he was very experienced. Ages' first worry was always to pleasure his partner. His own pleasure came second. That's why Draco preferred to spend nights with Ages.

“I need to go to the eldest with Neville. I'll see you, later.” One last kiss, and Ages straightened up, chuckling over Draco's whining sounds and that he had tried to follow him with his mouth.

Turning to Neville, Ages became serious again. “Lets get you in your clothes, Neville.”

Neville was still shivering, and his whole body was sticky and smelled, but Ages had already said he wasn't allowed to wash for the next eight hours. Quickly he dressed, and then followed Ages out of the small flat. This time, he didn't feel safe at all. Severus had given him a feeling of safety, but Ages just made him nervous. He didn't watch were they were going, but he realized that they were climbing stairs. The noise level became louder, and when Neville dared to look sidewards, he recognized the big lounge they had entered a few hours ago. There was a big screen and many people sat in front of it. Others sat in the big suites on the other site of the room. Neville didn't dare to look at more because some people had noticed him and were looking curiously over to him.

Soon they went into a big room that was dim. The heavy curtains and the smoke made sure of it. In the middle of the room, three very old people were sitting, two women and one man. They all had long white hair, but the man had very angular features under his wrinkled skin. Compared to them, Ages was a young man. Neville stared open mouthed at the Eldest. They sat cross-legged on the floor and gestured to Neville and Ages to sit down.

There were two red cushions opposite the Eldest, and Ages gently led Neville on one of them.

Neville was nervous. All three were eying him closely. They smelled the air, wrinkled their already wrinkled foreheads and sniffed more. When one of the women spoke, Neville winced in surprise. “You have already been intimate with one of the other super subs?”

Neville's heart almost stopped. What should he answer to that. Was it bad what he had done with Draco. Would he or Draco be in trouble for it?

“Just answer their question truthfully, Neville,” Ages warned.

Everything Neville was able to do was nod shyly.

“So did you feel a burning or did you just act because you knew Draco from your former life?” the woman asked.

“It... it had burned in my chest, but... but I think I did it because I knew Draco. Not that I did like him at Hogw... my former life... but I felt safe around him and it f... felt good to be with him,” Neville stuttered. He didn't knew why he was speaking so openly. Maybe the odd smoke in the room that came from some bowls with burning herbs made him speak.

Another awkward moment of eying followed until the other woman spoke. “Do you feel the wolf in you?”

Neville shook his head nervously. “Please I...” His courage left him, and he looked down.

“Please what?” This time it was the old man, who spoke.

“Please let me stay with Seve.. the head beta,” Neville said.

“We won't decide over that. The head beta came to us to speak about his problems or should I say confused feelings. We are just curious why this is so. The decision about where you stay lays with the head alpha,” one of the women said.

“The head alpha, who is here to hear your advice about this all, Eldest.” Ages was tense. He had always hated to speak with the Eldest because he felt like a small boy in their presence.

The Eldest ignored him and were still fixed on Neville with their eyes. “The problem is that our head beta has bonded to you too tightly during the last hours. If you don't let the wolf in you take over, you will fight of the other dominants. That will lead to tension and most likely to a lot of fights between the dominants and the head beta. If the head alpha would decide to intervene, the harmony and strength we have got since Severus is our beta, will vanish. The clan will be in a chaos.”

“I'm sorry,” Neville said miserably. “I just can't change how I am.”

“That wasn't meant to accuse you, it was meant as a warning for me, Neville.” Ages reached over and petted Neville's leg.

“The head alpha is right,” the old woman went on. “Nevertheless, you can do something to keep the balance of the clan. You need to work hard to let the wolf in you take over. You are not like Tara or Draco. Your wolf is weak.” When Neville let his shoulders hang after that comment, the woman lifted her hand. “That's nothing unusual or bad for a submissive. You just have to overcome your fear, because at the moment it is stronger than your wolf. Speak with Draco; he can help you. He knows which dominants would be good for you. There are a few dominants you never will feel comfortable with, and it's your right to push them away, but don't do it to all of them. At the moment you are no super sub; you are a wizard dying because of the werewolf virus in your system. Only when you open up to this new world and your destination in it, you can survive. Only when you manage to be one with your wolf, you will survive your first changing. Your wolf wants to pleasure dominants, and he needs sex to live and to not become depressed. You need to give him what he needs to let him and you survive together. Right now you are two different beings. Become one and you will live.”

Neville gulped. The words were flying through his head and made him dizzy. He needed to have sex with the people here to survive.

“There is more you should think about. The head beta wants you as his mate. He would have no problem to have a super sub as his mate. He knows that this means he has to share you. Still his soul is attached to you, and he feels the urge to protect you. That could give you the safety you need because your wolf will always be weak and easy to frighten. I have heard of bondings like that before. The only problem we see is that you maybe are not sexually attached to him, that you see only a father figure or something similar in him,” the old man said sinisterly.

Neville felt his cheeks flush and hoped the dim light would hide it. Pictures of Severus naked in the bath with him flooded through his mind, and he felt himself hardening. Panic was overcoming him, and he tried to think about something else. Hearing the sniffing sounds of all the people around him made him even more uncomfortably.

“Ah, it seems at least one problem we feared isn't one,” the old man stated, and the two women smiled and nodded. “Then we will just wait to see if you are able to let your wolf free. You can go now.”

Neville was perplex. “Ehm... so am I allowed to stay with Se... the head beta?”

“You are a super sub. It's your choice with whom you share a bed. Only the head alpha can interfere, and he will only do so if you are in danger or are a danger to someone,” the old man said.

Ages placed his hand on Neville's neck again and guided the confused boy out of the room. Outside he turned Neville to face him, took Neville's shoulders and leaned down to him. “Breath a few times deeply to get the smoke out of your lungs.”

Neville did as he was told and even though the whole house was very warm, it felt as if a cool breathe was going through his lungs. His mind cleared.

“Good, now tell me if you understand what they said.”

“They say I need to have sex with the dominants to embrace my wolf. That it is a weak wolf.” Neville again let his head hang.

“Look at me!” Ages commanded.

Neville looked up, scared.

“Dominants like weak submissives. It's nothing bad, and it won't effect your happiness here. If you decide to stay with Severus, you will always have someone who watches out for you. What Draco can do on his own, you will achieve through Severus. That's not a bad thing. Severus is very powerful and respected in the clan. His word counts a lot, and he is feared as a fighter. That will keep dominants you don't feel safe with away. We only have a few dominants that are forcefully in their advances or during sex, and they are happily served by Tara and some even by Draco, so you don't have to be afraid. Of course they will try to advance you, but with Draco and Severus at your side you are safe.” He looked deep into Neville's eyes and was pleased that the boy didn't smell as much of fear as he had before the talk. “I just ask you to give it a try. You need to satisfy the wolf in you to let it free, and that means sex, not only with one person and especially not only with another sub. Nobody will stop you and Draco being intimate if you two are happy with it, and I dare say you will make a lot of dominants very happy with it if you ever decide to do it openly. That way you could even pleasure the dominants you can't pleasure because their taste is too rough for you. That will make your wolf even more happy. Just do what feels good for you, and in the beginning remind yourself that you need to overcome the fear and try new things to help your wolf and yourself to become one and survive.”

Neville nodded. He wanted to live. Severus meant something to him, even though he couldn't describe it at the moment, and Draco was just wonderful. He was already missing him, and he hadn't been away for more then twenty minutes.

“Let's see if we can find Draco. I need to speak with my beta.” With that, Ages gently guided Neville into the big lounge. “Does anyone know where Draco is?” he bellowed into the room.

“In the bath with Marc and Radic,” a young bulgy man with short black hair answered and then looked longingly at Neville, which made the boy scoop closer to Ages.

Ages groaned and looked around. “Neil, could you bring Neville down to the head beta's room?”

“Of course,” a sandy blond haired man answered. He was around forty and smiled kindly at Neville.

Before Neville could protest, Ages was gone. Fear overcame him again, now that he was alone with all those strangers. Where was Hermione? Was she okay? Why couldn't Draco be here? Being in the bath with two men and the head alpha not sending him there, had to mean that Draco was having sex again. How could Draco perform so often? Neville remembered how wantonly Draco had behaved in Ages' bathroom. It seem the blond boy was ready for sex all the time. Maybe submissives were able to orgasm more often then normal people.

It seemed his fear was smellable because all eyes were on Neville now.

“Don't be afraid, little one. I will bring you back to your room safely,” the man Ages had asked to take care of him said. “I'm Neil. I'm a mated one, so don't worry; I won't jump you.” Seeing Neville's shocked face, he chuckled and ruffled Neville's hair. “You really need to relax, Neville.”

Neville didn't understand his behavior. He felt like a child around those people. He always had been shy and introverted, but in the last year, he had felt more and more like a man and not just a child. Here everything had changed. Draco had also behaved much younger. Maybe that was a submissive thing. Damn all of this was confusing. Neville didn't even realize that Neil hat already guided him to the stairs down to the second floor and Severus' room.

“Just go inside. Someone will get you in half an hour for supper,” Neil said and smiled again at Neville.

This time Neville obeyed happily and vanished quickly into the room.

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