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Fragmented Soul	By : StrawberryGirl87 & Bickymonster Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 79703 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Fragmented Soul
Chapter 86 - Invasion
The clearing was abuzz with excitement, the whole pack was alive with the energy that the forthcoming full moon brought with it, their wolves at the very surface, waiting to break free. They tried to get on with their day as normally as they could but it didn’t seem to be possible.
Niko was damn near untameable and had been since waking up, literally climbing some of the smaller trees on the edge of their clearing and giving Harry heart failure every time his footing slipped a little bit. Though Fenrir had to admit that Niko attempting to scale trees did have its advantages, especially when Harry had leaned into him with a sigh and said that werewolves were not supposed to climb trees, something he had been trying to get his little mate to understand for quite some time.
Remus and Tessie were trying to take Jaylon’s mind off the coming evening. It was going to be his first full moon with the pack; there were going to be a lot of first time transformations tonight, at least in the presence of others. The timid sixteen year old was terrified of the change, never having experienced a good one. Not that he was about to tell any of the others what had happened to him on the full moons while he had been in captivity.
Robin, who would also be transforming with the pack for the first time, was sat on her own, as usual, primping and preening. She was more than content to ignore everyone else and had determinedly decided to look on the bright-side. The food might have been vile here but it was at least keeping her skinny and therefore more attractive than any of the other submissives. She also had a plan for this evening, she might not have had much sway in human form but tonight she would be a wolf and would make sure that she was in a better position to take what was rightfully hers.
Jenson had taken Clay and Niko running with him, something that Romy was rather suspicious of, her father and her boyfriend never having been that close before. She wouldn’t have even thought that it was possible for them to be civil to one another let alone friends but it seemed the two of them were proving her wrong and it certainly gave her hope for the future.
She had buried herself in her books with Harry, the two of them having taken refuge up on one of the newly built platforms. They were both rather enjoying the height and being able to survey the whole of the clearing. Harry could clearly see Fenrir letting out some of his pent up energy on chopping wood with his shirt off, a sight that was rather distracting the teenager from his reading.
Damon and Micha had disappeared off to relieve some tension in another way after Callie had firmly told them to stop groping one another in the middle of the clearing. Once her brother had picked up his submissive and disappeared into the woods, Callie had settled down to sleep for a while, the pregnancy draining every ounce of strength she had even with the help of the potions.
Tonight was going to be particularly difficult for her. If she was ever going to miscarry her baby then it was going to be as her body shifted from human to wolf and it was terrifying her to the point of collapse. Callie was only glad that Jenson wasn’t around to fret over her, glad of the space from her overprotective mate.
“Are you actually reading or just watching the Alpha?” Romy teased, looking up from her own book to see Harry lost in thought, his eyes fixed on where the Alpha was chopping firewood.
“Watching and thinking,” Harry said with a smile, realising what he had been doing but feeling no guilt over it at all. He rather enjoyed watching the Alpha, he was a very attractive man after all.
“Thinking about?” Romy asked, lowering her book down and looking at her Alpha’s mate curiously. When Harry started thinking that deeply then there was usually cause to be concerned.
“How much I love him,” Harry said with a sigh. He had been battling with his natural instincts a lot recently; his logical mind knew that now was not a time to be producing pups but with Callie’s pregnancy, and Niko officially becoming theirs, it had been playing on his mind a lot. His instincts wanted babies and the thought of brewing the contraceptive potion and taking it was making him feel physically sick.
“You are such a sap,” Romy said sweetly, no bite to her words at all.
“It’s bothering me more than I would like that Robin is fawning over him the way that she is,” he said to her quietly, aware of the other pack members and their sensitive hearing.
“I know I’m not the first person to ever suggest this kind of thing,” Romy said carefully, “but it has been a while since the pack has seen yours and Clayton’s signature mischief making. Things have become a little serious of late and I think we could all do with a laugh.”
“Our signature mischief?” Harry asked in amusement with a raised eyebrow. Romy was right when she said that she was always the last person to suggest it, in fact it was something that she would normally actively discourage. It made Harry smile to know that Robin had brought this new fun and adventurous side out of his pack sister.
“Things like turning Micha’s hair lurid pink, while he was sleeping,” Romy said with a grin on her face as she imagined all of the things that they could do with Robin. “But now you have me helping you I think we can kick it up a gear.”
“If only Callie could hear you now,” Harry said with amusement, “she always thought that Clay and I would never be able to convince you to join in with our mischief making.”
“Well I think that Robin is a special case,” Romy said simply, turning back to her book, “little miss perfect over there needs to be shown her place and I am more than happy to help take her down a peg or two.”
FGHP
“Mum,” Romy said as the two of them started to prepare the lunch. It was going to be a large meal, filled with as much protein and vitamins as possible because the transformation and hunt for their next meal would take a lot from them. It was going to be a long and strenuous night for all of them and they would need their strength.
“Yes sweetheart,” Callie asked, sounding tired. Even after her short nap she felt drained still. Her hands were trembling a little and her head felt very light, though she was putting that down to hunger as she had thrown up most of her breakfast and had only been taking small sips of water since.
“Can you do me a favour?” Romy asked, not liking that she was having to ask her mother for this but for the plan that she had Harry had concocted they needed for Robin to be distracted because otherwise it wasn’t going to work.
“What kind of favour?” Callie asked suspiciously. It wasn’t often that her daughter asked for things and the tone of the young pup’s voice made her a little weary of why she would need something from her.
“I need you to distract Robin for half an hour,” Romy said and at her mother’s rather sceptical look, she rather quickly added, “but it’s harmless fun I promise. You don’t need to know why or what for but I promise that no one is going to get hurt and in fact it could have us all laughing.”
Callie looked to her daughter rather dubiously, she wasn’t sure that this was going to be a good idea, harmless fun or not, but she knew that she wouldn’t be able to stop it, once Romy made up her mind to do something that was it, she was going to do it. If it was some form of mischief making, which she suspected that it was, then she would no doubt have the backing of both Harry and Clayton and who was she to go against her Alpha’s mate?
“Please be careful, I won’t be happy if anyone gets hurt,” Callie said warningly. “Do not tell your Dad that I said this but I agree with you, that girl needs a reality check, but harmless pranks only, no-”
“Body modification or destruction of property, I know. Harry told me the golden rule,” Romy said with an amused smirk. She loved the fact that her mother was on board with this and was more than willing to help them.
Callie laughed softly. She remembered when Damon had first told her about the rule he had set for Clay and Harry, seemed a long time ago now, and it wasn’t something she thought that she would ever have to ask her daughter to stick to. “I am sure that Robin would be delighted to learn to peel potatoes,” Callie said with a smile, nodding with her head towards where Robin was sat.
“I am sure she would,” Romy agreed, pressing a kiss to her mother’s cheek. “I will go and send her over,” she said, getting to her feet and heading straight over to Robin, who was sat, once again brushing her hair.
“What?” Robin asked bluntly, pausing in her grooming to look up at Romy, who had come to a stop next to her, and was just standing there with her arms crossed over her chest. “What do you want?”
“My Mum says you need to learn to peel potatoes,” Romy told her.
Robin’s eyes narrowed into an annoyed glare. “Why would I do that?” she asked indignantly. She really had been trying to not anger the other pack members, but they made it so difficult when they kept telling her that she had to do such stupid things.
“Because you are part of this pack,” Callie said gently, backing up her daughter, “we need to have a substantial meal before the change tonight and I need help preparing it; besides, if you learn to help prepare the food you can have some input on what we eat. A little bit of effort will go a long way.”
Robin glared at the older woman, a battle going on inside of her. She didn't want to move, more than happy to continue sitting here and brushing her hair in the weak March sunshine; however, Callie did have a point, if the food was ever going to improve to the standards that she expected then she was going to have to instruct them on how to prepare it properly.
“Fine,” she said with a huff, putting her hairbrush down and getting to her feet. She wasn’t going to enjoy this but she was going to show them a thing or two about how to prepare her food for her.
As Robin swayed her hips all the way over to where Callie was starting to prepare the food by the fire, Romy very subtly summoned the hairbrush and, smiling to herself, went off towards Harry, who was waiting for her. If Clayton had been back with Jenson and Niko then he too would have been involved, however, he was never going to have been as subtle as the two of them.
“You got it?” Harry asked and Romy nodded as he withdrew his wand. They had to be quick because Harry could already see that Fenrir was looking for him and he didn’t want to be caught doing this.
“Of course,” Romy said with a grin, holding it out for Harry to take. “It was almost too easy,” she told him. She had half been expecting Robin to take the hairbrush with her, given how attached to the thing the girl was.
“Excellent,” Harry said, taking it from his pack sister. It was kind of great getting to do this with Romy for a change and showed just how much she disliked Robin.
“Did you find the right spell?” Romy asked. The two of them had decided that she would be the least suspicious of them to get the brush as they didn’t want to draw attention to what they were doing, however, it was going to be Harry’s job to put it back after they were done.
“That part was easy,” Harry said, showing Romy the page in the practical joke book that had been gifted to Romy for Christmas from Clayton. It had had a fair few suggestions on harmless pranks to play; neither of them actually wanted to hurt her after all, they just wanted to embarrass her to the point of humiliation.
“Doesn’t look too complicated,” Romy said as she read through the instructions, though she took a moment to smile at the picture that accompanied them, showing the expected results. This really was going to be good.
“Harry,” Fenrir called out, looking around for his submissive.
“Quick,” Harry said, knowing that it was now or never. Romy nodded and held the brush in front of him and performed the spell that was needed. “Here, hide the book, it has the anti-charm in it and we don’t want her finding it,” he said in a rush before getting to his feet, pushing the brush into his pocket. “I’m over here, Fen,” Harry said as Romy went to do what had been instructed of her.
Fenrir headed over to his submissive, with a suspicious look on his face. “What are you doing, little one?” he asked, his eyes narrowing further when Harry looked up at him with a grin on his face.
“Nothing you need to worry about,” Harry told him, wrapping his arms around Fenrir’s waist and enjoying being able to be so close to his mate.
“That usually means trouble,” Fenrir said with an unimpressed frown on his face. He was not going to be subdued by his mate as Harry went up on tip toes and started to pepper kisses down the side of his face.
“Let’s go sit down, so you can make sure that Callie serves me food first,” Harry suggested, not wanting to lie to his mate and say that there wouldn’t be trouble, and knowing that Fenrir would be on board with any plan that meant him eating at the moment.
Fenrir hadn’t missed the change of subject but knew that it wasn’t going to be long before Callie was done cooking, and he was just glad that Harry was going to willingly eat. He was just about to agree, when Harry grabbed his hand and started to lead him over towards the fire.
The Alpha didn’t fight the action but scowled his confusion as he was all but dragged over to one of the log benches by the hand. His mate’s little hands pushing him to sit down, before Harry climbed into his lap.
“Mhmm, cuddles,” Harry said with a cheeky giggle, as he snuggled close to his mate’s chest, shifting around a lot to hide the moment that he pulled the hairbrush from his pocket, letting it fall to the ground.
“Still, little one,” Fenrir growled, wrapping his arms around his mate to halt Harry’s wriggling, nuzzling into the submissive’s messy hair and inhaling his distinctive scent. He wasn’t sure what it was that his little mate was up to but at least Harry was safe in his arms for the moment.
FGHP
Everyone was sated and happy after a large and filling meal, and even Robin had eaten with minimal complaint; not to mention that a fair few of those pack members who were mated together had gone off into the woods to find their own happiness. Even Harry and Fenrir had, once they had both eaten their fill, taken some time for themselves.
The Alpha pair were lying naked together in the woodland in the afterglow of amazing sex when there was a high pitched, terrified scream that came from the clearing. Fenrir and Harry had never dressed so quickly in their lives, Fenrir picking up his little mate and running with him back to the rest of the pack to see what was happening.
What they saw when they returned was enough to have Harry biting at his cheek to stop himself from laughing. It had been Robin who had screamed, her hair practically stood up in a halo of frizz around her head as she tried desperately to drag the brush through the untameable mass but it seemed to only be making it worse.
Tessie was stood beside the frantically screaming submissive as she tried to tame her unruly hair. Tessie was trying desperately to calm Robin but she wasn’t having much luck. The high pitched screaming had had Jaylon cowering into the side of Remus, hands over his ears to block out the noise.
Callie had been trying to rest after the strain of preparing lunch, however, there was no way that she was going to get any sleep with the racket that Robin was causing. This of course was making Jenson furious and he was yelling at the girl to shut up. Damon had had to remove Micha from the situation as he had been laughing so much.
Harry could see his fellow submissive, head buried into Damon’s chest, his whole body shaking with laughter. Lukas was not fairing much better, trying extremely hard not to devolve into hysterical laughter himself. Robin had been a nightmare ever since she had arrived in the territory and no one was sorry that she was suffering in this way.
“Shut up,” Fenrir growled, stalking over to where Robin was still causing hysterics, Harry still in his arms. Romy was trying very hard to look innocent as she whispered to Clayton, clearly informing him of what they had done. Niko was stood between them, listening intently, grinning from ear to ear knowing that it had been Harry who had been responsible.
“You,” Robin screeched, pointing her finger at Harry accusingly as he was placed back down on his own two feet. “You did something to me!”
“I was in the forest getting fucked into the ground by my mate, what am I meant to have done exactly?” Harry asked, folding his arms across his chest and looking at her in confusion.
Robin screamed, lunging at Harry, her hands outstretched towards his throat but she never made it to him, Fenrir having stepped in front of his mate and snatching Robin up in his arms and holding her up and away from Harry. It was one thing that he just wasn’t going to tolerate, Robin was here to protect Harry, not cause him harm.
“You will not hurt my mate!” Fenrir snarled dangerously, throwing the sixteen year old girl to the ground, not being too gentle about it either. Silence fell in the clearing; everyone who had been laughing at Robin’s misfortune stopped and looked, wide eyed, at what Fenrir had just done. None of them had ever expected for their Alpha to treat any submissive in this way, especially not one so young.
“Look what he did to me!” Robin screeched from where she had landed on the ground, feeling outraged that she had been thrown aside like garbage.
“I’ve just told you that I’ve been rather preoccupied to do anything to you,” Harry said as he went to stand by Fenrir, snuggling into his side, allowing his dominant to put an arm around him.
“If you attack my mate in anyway then you will be punished,” Fenrir warned, having had enough of the girl. She was causing too much trouble and regardless of if Harry had played this prank or not, he was not going to discourage it because he was hopeful that it would encourage the sixteen year old not to be so prissy.
“He’s the one that should be punished!” Robin continued to screech unattractively, still pointing the finger at Harry rather aggressively.
“He would probably just enjoy it anyway,” Micha said with amusement, relishing the fool that Robin was making of herself. Harry snorted; his fellow submissive wasn’t entirely wrong there.
“Now that is an idea,” Harry said, turning to grin at Fenrir, “I wouldn’t mind you punishing me a little bit, I always enjoy it when you spank me.”
“Quiet, both of you,” Fenrir told them sternly, not appreciating Micha and Harry provoking Robin in such a way. “And you will learn to respect this pack,” he added, rounding on Robin, who was still sat on the ground, looking furious.
“No spanking?” Harry asked with a greatly exaggerated pout on his face, before turning to look at Robin with a smirk, delighting in the revolted expression on her face.
“No spanking,” Fenrir said with a soft growl. “Not right now,” he added, thinking that he really would have to punish Harry later if the submissive wouldn’t hold his tongue. It was frustrating when his mate had been behaving so well as of late.
“Later then?” Harry suggested, his eyes fixed on Robin so that he could watch her reaction.
“Perhaps,” the Alpha said gruffly, as he took a few steps towards Robin; the girl backed away from him quickly, though remaining on the ground, looking worried. Fenrir reached down and, grabbing Robin by her mass of frizzy hair, pulling her to her feet.
“Ouch, let me go,” Robin screeched indignantly, trying to pry the Alpha large fingers from the matted mess that her hair had become. She wanted to cry; her hair was one of her best features and she was sure that Harry had been the one to ruin it, but instead of him getting into trouble for it, she was now being manhandled by the Alpha.
Fenrir didn’t respond, simply leading her over to the log benches by the fire and sitting her down there rather forcefully. “Stay there,” he grunted out as he released her, heading back over to his mate to go and try and get some answers from the little trouble-maker about what he had actually done to Robin.
“And try and sort your hair,” Micha said snidely from Damon’s side, causing Robin to let out another outraged cry, but Fenrir could already hear Damon chastising Micha and so decided to deal with his own submissive before trying to corral the others into behaving.
FGHP
The pack had been looking forward to the full moon for so long that even the most sombre and silent members were feeling a little giddy with excitement at the prospect of the change.
“Can’t believe you pranked her without me,” Clay told his Harry sulkily, as the pack started to gather close to the fire, knowing that it wouldn't be long now.
“If it makes you feel better, Romy used the book you gave her,” Harry told him with a grin, fighting back a laugh as he looked over to Robin, whose hair was still a frizzy mess. Harry had refused to undo what had been done to Robin’s hair, though Fenrir had managed to get his little mate to agree, albeit reluctantly, to at least remove the charm from her hairbrush.
“A little,” Clay admitted with an amused grin before pulling his jumper off over his head, his eyes drifting over to where Romy was stood with her parents.
Harry gave his friend a fond smile and a pat on the arm, before he headed over towards Fenrir, who was leading his pack by example and was already topless and working on his jeans.
Predictably now that it was time to undress, Robin was the first one completely naked, having managed to strip off the small amount of clothing she was wearing in seconds. Much to Harry's disgust, she was now parading around, showing off her flat toned stomach and perky breasts, though no one was paying any attention to her, all of them too focused on getting undressed themselves and their mates. Micha and Damon in particular were getting very up close and personal doing anything and everything they could without getting pornographic.
“Undress, little one,” the Alpha instructed as Harry approached, seeing that his little mate was still fully clothed. However, Fenrir didn’t actually give Harry much of a chance to do so, and the moment that the submissive was in arm's reach, the Alpha was pulling his jumper up and over his head.
“I can manage,” Harry told him, half laughing at his mate’s determination to get him out of his clothes; however, he became momentarily serious when one of their pack members caught his eye. “Give me a moment,” he said, going on tip toes to press a quick kiss to Fenrir’s lips before approaching Remus.
The professor was standing with Tessie and Jaylon not far from the Alpha pair, but his shoulders were hunched and he had his back to the pack and was clearly nervous. Harry could understand his uncertainty and approached him putting a hand on his shoulder to get his attention.
"Remus?" he said softly, causing the professor to turn to look at him in surprise, apparently having been lost in his own thoughts.
"Harry," Remus said, making a rather poor attempt at hiding his anxiety. "I'm fine," he told him unconvincingly.
“I know it isn’t what you are used to, but we will keep you safe,” Harry told him, remembering back to his own first full moon with the pack, the words that Damon had spoken to him then, and how much he had needed to hear them. “I promise,” he added with a smile.
“Thanks,” Remus said, still looking uncertain as he glanced around at the pack members, who were mostly undressed by now, a completely naked and obviously excited Niko bouncing around among them.
The professor was far more used to being on his own in the shrieking shack and having things on his terms. He had become comfortable within the pack, there was no doubt about that, but he wasn’t sure that he was exactly ready for a full moon with them all just yet. Most of them were already naked, none of them batting an eyelash at this. Even Tessie, whom he had become rather close to, was completely undressed and comforting Jaylon, who wasn’t coping very well it seemed.
"It'll be okay," Harry reiterated, giving the professor a nod of approval when the man went to start removing his robes, and headed back over towards Fenrir. He knew that Remus needed to undress and so was glad that he was now doing so, but that didn’t mean he actually wanted to see that.
“Yes, yes, getting naked,” Harry said, working on the fastening of his jeans before the Alpha could actually say anything. Harry grinned, enjoying how closely the Alpha was watching him, not least because it meant that Fenrir was completely ignoring Robin and her attempts to flaunt her body just a few feet away; she really didn’t stand a chance.
Across the other side of the fire, Jenson was fretting over his own mate, making sure that Callie was okay; the Beta couple were even more nervous than even Remus. It meant a great deal to the Beta pair that they make it through this full moon in one piece given it was going to be Callie’s first since they found out about the baby and it would be a miracle if the baby survived the transformation.
Romy was sticking close to both of her parents; she too was concerned for her mother and unborn sibling but also knew that having her near would help keep her father calm as their more animalistic instincts started to take over. However, as she looked around the pack she realised that Robin’s behaviour was becoming more and more vulgar in a futile attempt to steal Fenrir’s attention from Harry.
Romy could hardly believe that Robin, even being as self-absorbed as she is, would touch herself so intimately in front of the whole pack, particularly given that ten year old Niko was running around. She was just considering pointing it out to her father when she spotted Lukas approaching the girl with a look of disapproval on his face. In fact several members of the pack seemed to have spotted this and were watching on with curiosity to see how this was going to go.
“I hate to interrupt,” Lukas said with obvious sarcasm, sneering down at Robin with disdain, “but you need to maintain at least some of your dignity. Particularly given that there is a child in this pack,” he added more quietly, glancing over to Niko, who was now talking to the Alpha pair at a mile a minute.
“Fag,” Robin muttered under her breath as she withdrew her fingers from her more private area. Lukas gave her one final warning growl before stalking off, wanting to get as far away from the vile sixteen year old as possible.
However, their interaction had drawn the attention of the Alpha, though not in the way that Robin had hoped. Fenrir was glaring at her with distrust and suspicion, but seeing as he had Harry cuddled into his side and his adoptive son talking at them excitedly about the imminent full moon, he had no patience to deal with her.
FGHP
Dumbledore had lead Seamus to the shrieking shack an hour before sunset, just to be sure. The headmaster wasn’t going to be taking any chances, not when it was potentially going to be Seamus' first change; there was no way to be certain when the transformation would start, as the first time was unpredictable.
Dumbledore hadn’t even stuck around and had left the teenager alone in the old musty building with nothing more than a pat on the shoulder, a phial of wolfsbane potion and the advice to drink it. Seamus honestly felt completely abandoned; he had logically known that he would have to be alone for this, but actually being there by himself was something else all together.
It smelt old there. Goosebumps were crawling all over his skin, every little hair on his body was standing on end as if his whole body was charged with some kind of electricity. He could smell the rot that had set into the wooden floor boards he was sat on, he could smell the damp and the mould that was creeping up the walls.
He felt as if he was on fire; his senses were screaming at him, especially his sense of smell, which was so intense that the different scents all around him were making him feel sick to his stomach.
The potion Dumbledore had left for him had not lasted long, one sniff and he had thrown it across the room, the glass smashing against the wall. Harry had advised him not to take anything the headmaster gave him anyway, which made him feel a little less bad about the smoking potion that was dripping down the filthy walls onto the dust ridden floor.
The dust was getting to him too, it seemed to be everywhere and felt like it was clogging up his throat with every breath. He had no idea how Professor Lupin had managed so many of his transformations there and felt bitterly envious of the full moons that he had heard the others describe, in the wilderness of their territory.
His heart was racing uncontrollably in his chest, thudding violently against his rib cage. At this point he knew that he was going to transform, his whole body felt as if it were on fire, every single nerve ending was exploding with change. He was kind of a little mad at Harry for not warning him about how much this was going to hurt. Seamus resented all of them for leaving him here to suffer, and maybe even to die, alone in this awful place that stank of decay and neglect.
It felt like hours before he felt his magic begin bubbling beneath his skin. He didn’t feel right, nothing about himself felt as if it was the way it should be. The very core of his bones ached painfully, as if they too were going through some form of change, which he supposed they were. He was going from human to werewolf and if he survived the night nothing was going to be the same.
A tingling sensation started to travel up and down his spine. The Irishman arched backwards, his spine cracking painfully before he unbalanced himself and fell backwards, hitting his head on the ground as he writhed with the heat that engulfed him. With the last of his coherent thoughts, Seamus began to strip off his clothes as Harry had advised, not having wanted to do it before.
It was almost too late for him, he only just about managed to shed the last of his clothing before the tingling sensation moved from his spine to going through his arms and down his legs, the sensation very quickly becoming an intense, agonising burning. He had felt like he was on fire before, but it was nothing compared to this; he felt as if he were being burnt alive. A sudden series of cracking and snapping sounds had the Irishman screaming as his bones broke and reformed, becoming stronger, more resilient.
Fear and anxiety had formed a tight ball in his stomach, one that was threatening to explode. He knew that he might not survive the night, he knew that he had to fight to stay alive because not everyone did get through this. He didn’t want to die before he had even reached adulthood. He might not have wanted to be bitten and become a werewolf but he wanted to die even less.
He swallowed his screams, throwing his arms out and gripping the soft, rotting wood beneath him with his lengthening nails, leaving claw marks as he dragged them across the floor. Seamus could feel his skin stretching and reforming to become something else, something other than human. There were no words to describe the pain that he was feeling, it was unlike anything he had ever felt before in his life.
Rolling on to his stomach, Seamus forced himself up on to all fours, adopting the position that Harry had advised him was the easiest for transformations. His logical human mind was struggling to break through the mind of the wolf, which was becoming stronger and more dominant with each passing second. It was almost as if he could feel the moon in the sky, urging him to transform, comforting him through the pain of his first transformation from human to wolf.
His muscles were knotting together, twisting and convulsing in unnatural ways but Seamus tried his best to relax, Romy having told him that it was the only way he was going to get through the transformation. Both Harry and Clay had been babies their first time and didn’t remember the pain; Romy on the other hand had not been so lucky.
She had explained to him how her body had been broken and bruised already, and that it had been her determination alone that had allowed her to survive. It had been clear to Seamus that Romy was never going to forget the agonising pain of her first transformation, and now he understood why; though it was little comfort to him at the moment, it would apparently make every one after feel like a walk in the park by comparison.
Finally, fur began to sprout all over his body, covering him from head to toe in sandy blond fur, the same colour as his natural hair. He felt powerful; scared, alone and hungry but powerful nonetheless. He knew something was missing, he needed his pack and his wolf brain couldn’t understand why he was confined here away from his family.
Throwing back his head, Seamus howled, calling out for his pack so that they could find him and help him to escape, not knowing if they would be able to find him but trusting that his Alpha would do what he could. Now that he was in his animal form it was easier to understand and to trust these instincts, instincts that he had been trying to deny were there every time he spoke to Harry, whom he recognised as senior to him because of the other teenager's position as the Alpha’s mate in the pack.
FGHP
The moment that Harry had transformed into his wolf form he had known that something wasn’t right with Remus. The Professor had curled in on himself, panting with the pain and stress that the change had caused to his body. The small part of Harry’s brain that remained human told him that whatever was wrong with Remus had everything to do with the potion.
Padding over gently to his friend, Harry lay down beside him, nudging him gently with his muzzle, encouraging him to get up; Remus, however, simply whimpered and did not move. Harry turned to see where Fenrir was, not knowing what to do, however, his mate was across the clearing, having caught Niko by the scruff of the neck, dragging him back towards the others, the ten year old having attempted to run off in his excitement.
Turning back to the light brown wolf that was Remus, Harry gave him a sad look, knowing how difficult this full moon would be for him with the potion in his system, they were going to have to look after him and make sure that he was fed. Fenrir had done it for him on a few occasions while the potion worked its way out of his system and now they would do the same for Remus.
So lost in his thoughts, the first warning that Harry got that something wasn’t right was a violent snarl before another of the pack pounced on him, knocking him to the ground, dazing him slightly. Fortunately they had rolled away from Remus but also the rest of the pack, the blow disorientating Harry enough that he didn’t react fast enough to the attack, his assailant, a stunning blond haired wolf, had her jaws around his throat.
Harry, however, was not going to submit to her that easily. Submitting would mean that Robin was better than him, that she was a better mate for the Alpha and his wolf was not going to accept that under any circumstances. The Alpha was his mate and she could not have him or his position in the pack as the Alpha’s mate. Harry lashed out at her belly with his rear paws, his claws scraping over the exposed skin of her belly. He felt rather satisfied when she released him with a yelp, not having expected a counterattack.
He took the chance that was offered to him and pounced upon her, his jaws closing around her throat, forcing Robin to the ground. Harry, however, was smart enough to avoid the sprawling rear paws that were kicking out in an attempt to reach him. He shook her in warning, not wanting to actually kill her or even hurt her any more than he already had. He could smell the blood which was already starting to matt in her soft blond fur.
Growling warningly when Robin attempted to get up, refusing to give up the fight, Harry clenched his jaws down a little harder. He really didn’t want to cause her serious harm; pranks were one thing but physically hurting her something else entirely.
Fenrir growled deeply at his adoptive son when Niko made another attempt to get to Harry, the Alpha catching Niko by his scruff once more. Damon too was having to hold back Clay, who seemed just as determined to help Harry. Fenrir and Damon, however, understood that Robin had forced their hand; Harry needed to prove himself as Alpha mate, and put the challenging submissive in her place.
The pack watched on, prowling around the two fighting submissive wolves as Robin howled in pain under Harry’s unrelenting jaws. Her legs were flying wildly in an obvious attempt to free herself now, but she would not be free until the Alpha mate released her.
Numerous snarls of anger sounded as one of her swiping limbs caught Harry’s shoulder, and although the cut of her claws was not deep enough to do much harm, it was enough to draw blood. Not that Harry cared, as he kept her pinned to the ground, his teeth around her neck.
It took a few minutes more but Robin’s struggles started to fade, the blond submissive letting out high whining sounds of exhausted distress. However, it wasn’t until she was completely still that Harry unclenched his jaw and released her. Beads of blood were spilling from the small wounds on her neck, nothing fatal but enough that her attempt to look over to the Alpha had her letting out a howl of agony.
None of the pack had any sympathy though and Clay even snarled at her angrily for good measure before heading over to Romy, Callie and Jenson. Harry had already turned his back on her, making his way over to help calm his now quite obviously distressed pup, and allowing the Alpha to lap at his blood matted fur, checking his injuries.
Clay was a little surprised not to be chased away from Romy as usual, though the Beta did turn his attention from Callie long enough to give the teenage wolf a warning growl. Romy’s responding growl at her father seemed to surprise them all a little bit and Jenson returned his attention to Callie, who was more fatigued by the transformation than she usually was.
Callie nuzzled at her fussing mate, whining at him softly in reassurance; as exhausted as she was, she didn’t feel as though anything was wrong with her or their unborn child. Jenson lapped at her muzzle affectionately, wanting to make sure she was really okay before any of them went off hunting. However, Jenson knew that he couldn’t take all of the time that he wanted to tend to Callie, and was going to have to trust Romy and even Clayton to remain close to his mate, as he needed to take charge of the others while Fenrir was still tending to Harry, whose wounds were bleeding more than any of them would have liked.
Robin, meanwhile, had gingerly picked herself up from the floor and did not seem happy about being dominated by Harry but was not foolish enough to challenge him again. Instead she had her sights set on Tessie and Jaylon, two easy targets that she knew she would triumph over.
Jenson and Damon were both turning to go help them and intercept her, when Jaylon spotted Robin’s approach and surprised them all when he moved himself between Robin and Tessie, growling angrily and yapping. Tessie had taken care of Jaylon every day since he had been rescued and he was not going to let Robin hurt her now.
Niko had been distraught to see his adoptive mother fighting and that feeling had only worsened when he had smelt the blood; only Fenrir’s interventions had stopped the ten year old from charging into the fight himself. Even now, with Harry having clearly won, Niko was sticking close to the Alpha; he felt just plain scared now that Robin had turned her attention to two of the weakest members of the pack. He didn’t want to see anyone of his new family get hurt, though he wasn’t too fussed about Robin.
Harry nuzzled into his adoptive son, calming him. He wanted to go and defend Tessie and Jaylon himself, having had enough of Robin and her attitude towards the rest of them but just like how no one else had interfered when he had been fighting her, Harry knew that he couldn’t step in here. It was a wolf thing, dominance and ranking had to be established one way or another, in human form it wasn’t too bad but when they were in their wolf forms, with their animal instincts at the forefront of their minds, this was what happened.
Fenrir wasn’t too pleased about the situation either, though it was easier for him to stay out of the brewing fight between Jaylon and Robin than it had been when it had been Harry. As the Alpha he knew that his mate needed to defend his position in the pack and assert dominance over anyone who challenged him but that didn’t make it any easier to see Harry hurt; only knowing that he had needed to protect their pup had stopped him from getting involved.
Both Jaylon and Robin were snapping and snarling at one another now, though neither had struck out at the other yet. Most of the pack were giving them some space but Tessie was remaining very close, fearing that Jaylon would get seriously hurt. Tessie didn’t think that Robin would stop if she won, sure that she would kill Jaylon without hesitation, and that was something that Tessie wasn’t going to allow to happen.
Jaylon was patient though, circling his attacker, knowing that he didn’t have the upper hand in strength but pretty confident that he was smarter than her. Robin was also already injured; he could smell her blood from where Harry had clawed at her underbelly and from where his teeth had punctured her neck. These were both things that he could use to his advantage.
The tension in the territory was palpable but attentions were suddenly divided when Callie lost the last of the strength in her legs and collapsed down to the ground, her whole body trembling. Jenson was immediately at his mate's side, sniffing and licking at her to see if he could figure out what was wrong. Romy lay down beside her mother giving off a soft whine, a sound that was returned a few moments later by Callie, who wanted to ensure her mate and daughter that she was fine, just exhausted.
Damon padded over to see what was going on with his sister, Micha close at his heels. The two of them had been tending to Remus, who was now curled up on the floor, fast asleep with his head on his front paws, the effects of the potion having knocked him out. They were not too concerned about him, now that they were sure that he was just sleeping, but knew that they were going to have to talk to the professor, when they were human again, about whatever potions he had been taking to suppress his wolf.
This full moon was not going as well as Fenrir might have hoped. Remus was already sleeping, clearly under the effects of the Wolfsbane potion despite Harry having asked him to stop taking it; Robin had already attacked Harry and now Jaylon; and it was clear that Callie wasn’t well, likely due to her pregnancy.
Satisfied that Harry was alright and had control of Niko, and that Jaylon and Robin were still just circling each other threateningly for the moment, Fenrir moved to join the others. He was keeping an eye on the two fighting submissives but wanting to ensure that Callie was alright before any of them went off hunting. The Alpha was reluctant to split them up but he knew that he was going to have to because otherwise none of them were going to eat tonight.
Before Fenrir could make any decisions however, Robin’s patience seemed to run out and she suddenly lunged for Jaylon, who, being smaller, more agile and patient, simply side stepped, turned and pounced on the blonde female before she even realised what had happened. Jaylon might have been small but he still managed to put a lot of force behind his jump and the blow to her back winded the already injured Robin.
The Alpha was impressed by Jaylon’s agility and was pleased to see the normally hesitant young wolf holding his own against Robin’s aggression but he was even more reluctant to lead any of them off hunting now that two of his packs submissives were physically fighting each other. However, he knew it could take some time for the brawl to be resolved and he wanted his pack fed soon.
Trusting that Jenson would be able to handle the two submissives if their fight got out of hand, he signalled for Damon, Clay and Micha to follow him; he would have liked to take more for the hunt but he needed the others to remain behind and make sure that nothing untoward happened while they went in search of food.
Jenson was more than happy to remain in the clearing, as it meant that he could be with his mate and daughter, but Harry on the other hand was not so impressed at being left behind; though he knew better than to challenge his mate, who always had his reasons for the choices that he made. Niko, however, did not have this understanding just yet and wanted to go hunting with his adoptive father, darting off in the direction that the Alpha was heading before Harry could stop him.
Fenrir turned and let out a low warning growl to the young pup, who stopped short of reaching him and the others, looking entirely put out. Normally Fenrir wouldn’t have minded and would have taken Niko with him but he didn’t want to take too long tonight and knew that not matter how good the ten year old’s intentions were, Niko would slow them down. Fenrir didn’t want to be constantly worrying about him while they hunted either.
Harry came forward, nuzzling into his son’s side, gently guiding the sulking pup over to Romy and Callie, encouraging him to lay down with them. Harry was doing his best to keep a close eye on Robin, unhappy that she had chosen to pick on Jaylon, but needing to keep Niko close and safe at the same time.
Tessie was letting out soft, unhappy whines at the sight of the young boy she considered her son fighting against Robin, who was getting angrier with every blocked or dodged attack. Jaylon wasn’t allowing her to land any blows at all, but he hadn’t dealt any to her either. Though his tactic was clearly working; Robin was tiring quickly with every leap and attack, whereas Jaylon was not, as he was simply side stepping and dodging the irate female submissive.
Harry licked at Niko’s muzzle in reassurance and, once he was happy that his son was going to stay put, padded over to Tessie. He tried his best to reassure her nudging her a little further away from the other two to discourage her from interfering; he was confident, now that he had seen and recognised what Jaylon was doing, that Robin was not going to win this fight.
Harry encouraged Tessie over to Remus too, knowing that the submissive needed to rest; her injury would prevent her from being on her feet too long in wolf form and he didn’t want her to make it any worse. He thought that being with Remus would calm her, the two of them seemed to be getting quite close after all, and Harry was privately kind of hoping that the two of them might become a little more than friends.
It was as Tessie settled herself beside Remus, resting her head on his shoulders, that Jaylon took his chance. Robin was exhausted, and wasn’t doing herself any favours in her relentless attacks, and so when Jaylon went for her throat, she was too tired to dodge him; she yelped and stilled as he bit down, only just hard enough to draw blood, letting him pin her to the ground. Jaylon didn’t linger, however; he had no desire to hurt her at all and released her the moment he knew that she had admitted defeat.
Feeling rather proud of himself, Jaylon let out a happy yip of triumph as he bounded happily over to Tessie and Remus, the former greeting him happily by nuzzling into him, accepting him beside the two of them as he lay down.
With the fighting over, Harry carefully approached Robin, knowing that no matter how much he disliked her, it was still his duty as the Alpha’s mate to make sure that she was alright. He had honestly never seen a wolf look so dejected and defeated. She hadn’t moved from the position she had been in when Jaylon had released her.
Robin snarled as Harry tried to give her the once over to make sure she wasn’t too badly hurt. He growled back at her but left her to it; he wasn’t going to help her if she really didn’t want him to. He wouldn’t waste his time on her when there were other members of the pack who would accept his help.
It wasn’t long until Fenrir and the others returned from their hunting trip. Each of them had brought back a kill in their jaws for the pack. Clayton dropped his in front of Jenson, Callie and Romy, standing back and waiting for them to start eating first. Micha took his over to Tessie, Remus and Jaylon before going back to Damon and starting on his own meal, which they were sharing with Lukas.
Fenrir took his kill over to Harry and Niko, waiting for the both of them to start eating before he tucked in himself. Robin was the only one who didn’t have anywhere that she belonged and, as the new Omega of the pack, she had to wait until everyone else was finished before she could pick at the leftovers.
FGHP
The first thing that Seamus was aware of when he woke up the next morning was the ache throughout his body, closely followed by the fact that he was lying on the hard, wooden floorboards, completely naked. He groaned as he turned to look towards the glassless window; the sun was up, but barely, and so he figured that it was still early.
His memories of the night before were all a little hazy but clear enough that he knew he really had transformed and that it had been agony. There was no denying what he was now and he realised that he was all out of excuses to put off writing to his parents any longer.
Part of him wondered if he should be more upset about being certain that he was werewolf but he mostly just felt glad that he was alive… and tired. He supposed that he had already known what he was so it wasn’t really much of a surprise, though he still wished he could have spend the full moon with Harry and the rest of his pack.
It had felt completely isolating without anyone else to share the full moon with, especially when he had known that there was a pack to which he belonged but was being denied access to. And he really couldn’t deny that any more either, he couldn’t explain it but he could feel that he belonged with them.
Groaning, Seamus attempted to sit up but every inch of him ached. His body screamed in protest at the movement until the Irishman had to admit defeat and simply lay on the wooden floor. He had no idea if this feeling was a permanent thing that he could look forward to on the morning after every full moon or whether it was just this time because it was his first, but he found himself wondering what the others were doing right now, wondering if they were feeling any better than him.
FGHP
Harry had been more than happy to wake up in the arms of the large Alpha wolf. The wounds that Robin had inflicted on him were already healing nicely, though that didn’t stop Fenrir examining him more closely once they were both awake and down at the stream to wash. Harry hadn’t minded too much, but Clay and Romy clearly found the Alpha’s fussing a little amusing. Fenrir had taken them, Remus and Robin down to the stream as well, knowing that they needed to be dressed and ready to go back to school soon after breakfast.
Now they were back at the clearing though, the pups in their uniforms and each had a steaming bowl of porridge in hand, thanks to Callie and Tessie who had jumped to the task of making breakfast while the others had all still been waking up.
Jenson had not been best pleased that his mate, whom was still feeling a little unwell, was awake so early and being so active, however she had silenced him with a simple look, daring the Beta wolf to challenge her. Of course Jenson had known better than to challenge his submissive and had kept his mouth shut.
Remus had been looking a little sheepish all morning, shying away from the rest of the pack, knowing that they would want answers from him regarding the Wolfsbane potion. He owed an explanation to Harry and even possibly to Fenrir but it wasn’t something he wanted to talk about right now, not when he had Tessie and Jaylon to focus on. He was becoming rather attached to the two of them that was for sure, he felt oddly protective over them already.
The others were all milling around the fire, Romy and Clayton sitting suspiciously close to one another ever since they had come back from the stream. Niko was sat on Harry’s right side and Fenrir on his left, encouraging the submissive to eat his breakfast, knowing that soon enough all the pups aside from Niko and Jaylon would be returning to Hogwarts and he would lose the control of watching Harry, making sure that he was eating enough. They would, however, also be getting rid of Robin from the territory, which could only be a good thing for all of them.
Robin had accompanied the others to the stream, but had dressed in silence that morning, ignoring everyone; she knew that she had been demoted to the very bottom of the pack hierarchy thanks to the events of the full moon. She couldn’t cope with the knowledge that she was so worthless to them all that she had become the Omega, especially when she knew that really she was better than all of them and deserved to be the mate of the Alpha.
Jaylon had made a point of shoving a bowl of porridge into her hands, once everyone else had been served, which she took with a silent glare. It seemed that the fight had done wonders for his confidence and as much as Robin annoyed them all, none of them were going to let her starve.
“Wish we didn’t have to go back to school today,” Harry said wistfully, leaning into his mate’s side, watching the pack around them. He couldn’t put his finger on it but he felt as if someone was missing from the clearing. He thought that it might be Seamus; he had no idea what had happened to the Irishman last night and Harry just hoped that he was alright.
“You will be back soon,” Fenrir said, hating it just as much as Harry. It never felt right not having the pups in the pack, not that he would ever use so many words to say that but he knew that Harry understood how he felt.
“Fen…” Harry began, biting his lip nervously, the Alpha giving a soft grunt of acknowledgement, “did you feel as if maybe… I don’t know, it sounds stupid… but maybe as if something or someone was missing last night?”
“I always sense that,” Fenrir said, looking down at Harry curiously. He had not thought that Harry would have felt it, he had never mentioned anything about it before. “There are others that belong here that are not,” the Alpha explained. It always made Harry smile to hear Fenrir explain something to him, he wasn’t always the most forthcoming when it came to explanations.
“You always feel as if there is someone missing?” Harry asked; it hadn’t been a great feeling and he wasn’t sure he would have liked it every full moon. The residue of that feeling was lingering in the depths of his heart and he didn’t like it one bit.
“Until the pack are all here, yes,” Fenrir said, holding Harry close, nuzzling into him and inhaling his scent. It was rare that the two of them had a moment to themselves that didn’t involve sex now that Niko was almost officially their adoptive son.
“You mean the others you bit?” Harry asked, remembering that there were more like Robin and Jaylon. Fenrir grunted and gave a nod of acknowledgement. “But surely I wouldn’t suddenly feel those without meeting them; could I feel the same about Seamus?”
“Yes,” the Alpha stated simply, rather proud that Harry was that in tune with the pack that he had been able to feel the connection to their newest member as clearly as he had. He would see to it that the teenager Clay had bitten would join them next month.
“Are we getting more people?” Niko asked excitedly, having been listening to his parents conversation rather intensely.
“Yes,” Fenrir said with a grunt, going back to his usual single syllable responses.
“They will be awesome like Remus and Jaylon, right?” Niko asked excitedly. “Can I come with you to get them?” he requested without even giving his adoptive parents a chance to respond.
“No,” Fenrir said, thinking that it was a very bad idea to let Niko go off and recruit their new pack members, especially after how they had found Jaylon. He wouldn’t be putting his son in any danger.
“No they won’t be awesome or no I can’t go?” Niko asked speaking very quickly, so quickly in fact that it was making Fenrir’s head spin a little. He wasn’t sure where the ten year old got all of his energy from.
Harry laughed at his son’s enthusiasm and Fenrir’s rather baffled expression. “I am sure they will be plenty awesome, Niko,” he assured the ten year old. “But Fen’s right, leave the collecting them to someone else. You will get to meet them soon enough.”
“Robin wasn’t awesome,” Niko grumbled unhappily making Harry laugh at him again. Fenrir frowned, not wanting to encourage that attitude in their son.
Before Fenrir could say anything a sudden icy blast of air consumed them, so sudden and unexpected that none of them knew what was happening. The Alpha was the first one on his feet, bellowing for the entire pack to hear him. “The Wards!”
The entire pack were on their feet in a matter of seconds, the dominants ensuring that the pups and submissives were gathered close and all of them on the lookout for anyone coming into their territory.
“What’s going on?” Harry asked urgently from close to his mate’s side, Niko’s hand held securely in his own. “What happened to the wards?”
“Get Niko onto the platforms,” Fenrir said sternly, “stay with him.” The Alpha was not going to take any chances, he didn’t want his mate or child getting hurt. “Romy, Jaylon, Callie, Tessie, Robin, you too.”
“What about Clay and Micha?” Damon asked in a panic, not wanting his son to be counted as one of the dominants in a fight so soon, he wasn’t even sixteen yet. Micha too shouldn’t have been counted as a protector, he needed to be protected and he didn’t like that he had not been permitted to hide.
“They stay,” Fenrir said, knowing that they needed the numbers if they really were about to be attacked, even if he wanted to keep all the packs submissives and pups protected, particularly his mate and child. Harry however, hesitated, holding tightly onto Niko's hand as he looked up at his mate with concern.
“I want to stay,” Micha said adamantly, withdrawing his wand. He didn’t want to hide, he wanted to stay and fight with his mate, he wasn’t weak after all. Damon didn't look at all happy about this, but knew they didn't have time to argue over this and so just pulled his mate and son close to either side of him.
“Go!” Fenrir snapped impatiently at his mate. He could smell others encroaching on his territory and it wasn’t the strays this time; some of the scents were familiar, though he was having trouble placing them.
Harry wanted to argue but he had Niko’s safety to think about, as well as the other members of his pack. “Come on,” he said, pulling on Niko’s hand and leading him off in the direction of the platforms. Jaylon and Tessie followed without hesitation, Robin too seemed keen to get away from whoever it was who had put the pack so on edge.
“Go,” Jenson said, echoing the Alpha as he kissed his mate, and Callie soon had Romy’s hand in her own, leading her daughter quickly off after Harry and the others.
“Aurors,” Lukas gasped out, as wizards started stepping out passed the treeline into the clearing, their wands already raised.
A growl rose in Fenrir’s throat as he knew where he had smelt some of the scents before, most particularly the two that were leading the others. They had been at the Ministry; these were Dumbledore’s men who were invading his territory he realised, letting out a furious cry of rage. He wouldn’t let wizards steal his pack from him again.

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Green-Extreme-Ninjetti13 - Robin has been raised to be entitled for most of her life, so it will take her quite some time to be able to adjust. At the moment she is still feeling sorry for herself and blaming everyone else.
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