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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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Happy New Year! Did hope for an update sooner but once again real life got in the way somewhat. Anyway, here is another chapter for you all to enjoy.

Fragmented Soul
Chapter 89 – Unions and Squabbles
The Slytherin table was silent that morning at breakfast. Everyone was wondering whether Harry would be back that morning or whether they would be going another day without him. Draco had been the first one to arrive in the Great Hall, followed by Romy and Clay. Seamus soon trudged over too, not wanting to sit at the Gryffindor table and be ridiculed. Theo arrived last and hadn’t eaten a thing, instead looking longingly over to where Luna was sat with a few other Ravenclaw girls.
Robin was nowhere to be seen, much to the joy of the others. All they knew was what Draco had informed them of when they’d joined him at the Slytherin table; when he had left the common room, she had only just finished her make-up and was starting on her hair. “Just wait until you see what she’s done to her uniform,” had been his final comment on the matter.
“Do we have to?” Romy asked a bit sulkily. She could very well imagine what Robin would look like and didn’t feel any desire at all to actually see it with her own eyes. She had enough to deal with right now without worrying about what her pack sister was getting up to. Clayton was still being a little cold towards her and it was starting to hurt not being close to him.
Romy knew that she wanted to be with Clay and, despite what he thought, she did take their relationship seriously. However, she was concerned about how her Dad would take it and Jenson had enough on his mind right now with how sick Callie was with her pregnancy. Everything was in such a muddle and she didn’t know what to do for the best.
It made her feel even more guilty that she felt a little happy to see that Clay was looking just as miserable as she was feeling. They were meant to be together; after all this time fighting it, Romy knew that now. She just needed to figure out the best way to tell her Dad so that she and Clayton could be together properly without worrying about his reaction.
“Post’s here,” Draco said into the silence. Everyone around him seemed to be in a really terrible mood. He had no idea what was going on with Romy and Clay, but Theo seemed miserable without Luna around, and Draco wasn’t exactly sure what had compelled Seamus to decide to sit with them that morning.
“Great,” Theo said with grumpy sarcasm. “What’s the point in getting excited, never brings good news anyway.”
“Oh for Merlin’s sake, cheer up,” Draco snapped, sick of having to be the perky one; it was not his forte. “Perhaps we might hear from Harry. Or maybe your parents will actually have some decent suggestions for marriage prospects, Theo.” Though apparently the latter was the wrong thing to say, because Theo looked even more downtrodden.
As the owls started to move around the room and locate their recipients, however, it became clear that the only one of them actually getting anything delivered was Seamus. The Irishman accepted the letter from the owl and Romy took care of feeding it some bacon, as Seamus was too distracted staring at the parchment in his hand.
“Who would write to you?” a sneering voice asked, as Robin joined them at the table. Draco had been right, the outfit she was wearing could barely qualify as clothing, let alone a school uniform, and it left almost nothing to the imagination. Clayton turned to Romy, opening his mouth as if to say something but quickly closing it again. He had wanted to ask her how long she thought she would get away with her uniform being that way, until he remembered that they weren’t speaking.
“My parents,” Seamus answered a bit numbly, still staring at the letter in his hands, dreading opening it. He was a werewolf now, there was no denying that anymore, he simply was what he was and Seamus was almost okay with that now, or he was at least coming to terms with it; however, there was no way of knowing how his parents would feel and as long as he didn’t open it then it felt like he still had a family.
“It’s best to know,” Romy said kindly, resting her hand on his arm. “Whatever it says, it will be okay, and at least then you can start moving forward.”
“I know it’s stupid but I kind of wish that Harry was here,” Seamus said, feeling like a twat but not being able to deny how he felt.
“That’s only natural,” Clay said with a shrug of his shoulder. He could certainly relate. “He’s part of your Alpha pair now, your instincts know that,” he explained when Seamus didn’t look convinced. “I know it’s not the same, but me and Romy are here and we’re pack, so we’re not going to let anything happen, ‘kay?”
Seamus still didn’t look entirely sure about any of it, but took a deep breath as he opened the letter regardless. He could feel their eyes on him, and was a little surprised to notice that Clay was right, it did help to have them nearby. He could barely focus as he skimmed the short letter, the words blurring and losing all meaning; he was feeling sick to his stomach and he just couldn't bring himself to take in anything that was written on the parchment.
“I can’t do it,” Seamus said, dropping the letter onto the table; he was on the verge of emptying his stomach on to the table he was so scared. “I appreciate that you guys are here but even if Harry was here, I couldn’t… I don’t want to lose my family.”
“We’re your family too,” Romy said gently, wishing that Seamus could understand this. “If your biological family rejects you then you still have us; if they don’t reject you then you’ll have double the amount of people to call family and care about you.”
“Want me to read it and see?” Clay offered. He felt really terrible that he had put Seamus in this situation; there was nothing he could do to change what had happened but if he could help at all, then he wanted to. “We can go find somewhere else to read it if you would rather.”
“No, just get it over with,” Seamus said, burying his head in his hands. “Tell me what it says.” He was shaking so badly now that he wasn’t sure that he would have been able to read it even if he wanted to.
Clay and Romy shared a slightly awkward sympathetic look, as Clay picked up the letter and read. Romy could tell what it said by the way that Clay’s expression fell, and her heart broke a little for Seamus. She knew what it was like to lose your family, and it hurt even when you didn’t like them, and, as far as she knew, Seamus actually got along with his parents.
“I’m so sorry,” Clay said sincerely. “I… There are no words, but we’re here for you,” he added, but Seamus was already getting to his feet, not looking at any of them as he turned and hurried across the hall towards the door.
“Sucks to be him,” Robin said loudly enough that it was likely that even Seamus heard her, though the Irishman didn’t show any reaction if he did; however, the others turned to glare at her angrily.
“I’m going to go find him,” Clay snapped, clearly having had enough of Robin’s attitude. He only waited long enough for Romy and Draco to nod in understanding, before getting up and going after Seamus.
“What’s the big deal anyway,” Robin said dismissively, helping herself to an apple and rubbing it on her almost see-through shirt, “they’re only parents; who needs them anyway?” She was still rather bitter about what her own parents had done to her, leaving her to fend for herself in the pack of barbarians. She had quickly decided that she was going to hate them for the rest of her life, they had never served her in the way that she had demanded of them anyway.
“Robin,” Romy said, also getting to her feet, “if you can’t say anything nice,” she said, picking up her orange juice, “don’t say anything at all,” she finished before tipping it over her pack sister's head, delighting in the shriek that the vain girl let out as the sticky, pulp ridden juice drenched her.
“Can’t we just have a normal breakfast for a change?” Draco asked with a sigh as Robin started screaming louder in outrage, clearly expecting someone to jump to her defence. Draco was in half a mind to leave the girl to her squawking and head to class as she was starting to give him a headache, however, when he saw Umbridge approaching he decided to stick around for the show. If nothing else, it was going to make a good story to tell Harry later.
“Miss Page!” the professor all but squealed once she reached their group. Umbridge looked entirely horrified by the state of Robin; a quick wave of the professor’s wand cleared away the orange juice but it was clear that Umbridge was still not pleased with the girl’s attire.
“It was Romy!” Robin insisted, her voice still high pitched and indignant. “That bitch poured juice all over me!” Theo, Romy and Draco, however, were all looking highly amused; as were many of the other students around the hall.
“Detention,” Umbridge said in her sickly sweet tone, “one week for your language and a further two weeks for that poor excuse for a uniform. You will go and change into suitable attire at once!”
“I’m gone for one extra night and you’ve landed detention already,” a voice said from not too far away. Romy had been enjoying Robin being given detention far too much to notice that Harry had come to join them in the Great Hall.
“Harry,” Romy exclaimed happily, rushing to him and throwing her arms around his neck. She was more than happy to see him; she didn’t mind stepping into his shoes and taking control of the others when she had to but she knew that she was much better suited to simply backing Harry up.
“You will join Miss Page in detention this evening, Miss Howard,” Umbridge said curtly, looking down her nose at Harry and Romy in disgust.
“What?! What for?” Romy asked in outrage as she released Harry and turned to face the odious woman.
“Indecent behaviour with a member of the opposite sex,” Umbridge said curtly. “Now go and get changed, Miss Page, I expect you in class on time or there will be another evening’s detention added on to what you have already been given.”
“Thank you, Professor Umbridge,” Harry said, not wanting to have any trouble caused and knowing that he had bigger problems than this odious and rather biased woman right now. “I’ll ensure that they both attend in a timely fashion.”
“Like hell am I going,” Robin said bitterly, crossing her arms over her chest and pushing her breasts up and together purposefully. “And I am not wearing some prudish uniform like her either,” she added with a sneer, gesturing vaguely towards Romy.
“You will,” Harry snarled at her, “because believe me, I will be telling the Alpha exactly how difficult you are, and letting him and Jenson deal with you. I think you remember what happened to your precious belongings last time you pissed them off.”
“Arg, I hate you!” Robin declared loudly, actually stamping her foot. “I hate all of you,” she added before storming off and out of the hall.
“Well that was dramatic,” Harry said calmly, turning to Umbridge, “I must apologise for her, she is new to pack life and was educated at home before this, she doesn’t understand what is expected of her,” Harry said to the horrible woman.
Umbridge glared at Harry, despite the fact he was being rather reasonable she still found the young teenager vile and repulsive. She had nothing to say to him and was a little suspicious of why he was being so reasonable with her. Turning her nose up at Harry, she walked away, her heels clicking on the flagstoned floor.
Harry snorted in amusement at Umbridge’s lack of words, unable to believe he had escaped any harsh comments from the Professor. “So,” he said, “turning to smile at his friends, “what did I miss?”
FGHP
“Seamus,” Clay called out, jogging to catch up with the Irishman, “wait up.” He was rather apprehensive about talking to him, after all it was his fault that Seamus was in this position, having lost all his family and friends, but they were brothers now and that meant that he had to make the effort.
“Why?” Seamus demanded, stopping rather suddenly so that he could round on Clayton. He was angry and he wanted to vent to someone, Clayton was the perfect person because after all, it was his fault. “What could you possibly say to me to make all this better?”
“I can’t,” Clay said with a shrug, glad that Seamus had stopped long enough for them to talk. “Nothing I can say will ever make it better. I can apologise every day for the next decade and it won’t make it better but you’re not on your own here so stop acting like it’s you against the world!”
“You don’t get to preach to me about anything, you made me this way!” Seamus snapped. Deep down he knew that he shouldn’t have been taking all his anger and upset out on Clayton but he needed to let it out somehow.
“Yeah and I’ve said sorry a hundred times over and been punished by my Alpha for it. I’ve paid my dues and now I’m trying to do what’s right by you too. You might not have wanted to be one of us but we’re not as bad as people think we are,” he pointed out, wanting for Seamus to see that this was not the end of his life.
“My family don’t want anything more to do with me, I’ve been banished from my house and my girlfriend dumped me; forgive me if I’m not seeing the positives here,” Seamus said, crossing his arms over his chest and huffing out a frustrated breath, trying to stop his body from trembling with anger and upset.
“I’ve just found out that I’m half Malfoy, the girl I’m in love with is so ashamed of me she won’t come near me when her parents are around and my Dad is so wrapped up in his new mate that I rarely get a look in any more unless I’m in trouble,” Clay ranted. “Not to mention that the whole point of my existence in the pack is to protect Harry, it’s the only reason I was turned. Deal with it and move on, look at what you do have instead of what you don’t.”
“You’re half Malfoy?” Seamus asked, rather shocked at the honest declarations that Clayton had just made and struggling to take it all in.
“Yeah,” Clay said with a huff, “it’s a long story and one I will happily tell you one day but not now. You might have lost a lot because of what I did but you’ve gained something amazing, even if you don’t see it yet.”
“I know that you’re a family… it’s just… it’s not the same,” Seamus said with a sigh, his anger starting to dissipate.
“We are a family; we look out for one another. You’re right though, it’s not the same,” Clay told him, “it’s better. We chose each other and you will be welcomed into that; not everyone is. Our Alpha is selective about those he lets in, especially after a few unsavoury characters of late. You are going to fit right in with us.”
“How can you be sure?” Seamus said softly, unable to keep the fear from his voice. “How am I supposed to just trust that you won’t change your mind, or that your Alpha won’t see it differently from you. For all I know, if I come with you next full moon then I’ll end up dead!”
“We don’t kill our own,” Clay huffed in exasperation. “As for the Alpha, you already have Harry on your side and trust me when I say that is enough to persuade the Alpha. There is no way that Harry will let anything happen to you, and nor will Romy or I for that matter.”
“You’re really that sure?” Seamus asked. He really did want to believe what Clay was telling him but it was a lot to take it. His whole life had been turned on its head and he felt like he was desperately scrabbling to find something to hold on to.
“I would stake my life on it,” Clay said confidently. “I know this isn’t just going to suddenly be okay for you, but just give us a chance, yeah?”
“I… I think I can do that,” Seamus agreed. “But let me figure it out in my own time, please. Even if this whole pack thing is going to work, it doesn’t make what I have lost hurt any less.”
Clay nodded in understanding. “Probably doesn’t help much, but I can’t help but think that if they could give up on you so easily, maybe they weren’t the best friends and family anyway,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders.
Seamus sighed heavily. As much as he hated to admit it, he was wondering if Clay might be right; he had thought the same thing himself a few times since he had been turned. And until that morning he had been telling himself that his parents wouldn’t turn their backs on him for that exact reason; now though…
“It’s up to you,” Clay said, “if you want us then we’re going to be there because you are one of us now.” When Seamus didn’t say anything, Clay reached out and patted him on the shoulder. “You’ll see; and trust me, even if you don’t want us, Harry is going to make it difficult for you not to love us all, even our grumpy Alpha.”
“I think it’s rather an understatement to call Fenrir Greyback grumpy,” Seamus said, looking sceptical. Even though he had heard the other’s talk fondly about the Alpha, he was admittedly anxious about being a member of the infamous werewolf’s pack.
Clay couldn’t help but laugh. “Wait until you hear what Harry calls him,” he said with a wide grin, “besides, Fenrir’s mainly rather misunderstood. He won’t say much but he does expect submission from all his pack. He’s fair and you’ll be a lot less afraid of him once you see him go weak at the knees with Harry in his arms.”
“I look forward to it,” Seamus said with a smile, finally thinking that he could maybe get used to being part of their rather odd family.
FGHP
Harry sighed as he flicked his wand to check what time it was once more. He was currently in the small private room in the Medical Wing where his father was being kept, squished onto the bed next to his Dad. He didn’t really want to move; he wanted to stay there and keep talking to his Dad about all the things going on in his life, but if he didn’t go soon, he was going to be late for Defence Against the Dark Arts, which was starting in a little over ten minutes.
He had already decided not to bother with eating lunch, despite Clay’s protests, choosing instead to spend the whole of his lunch break with his father. Having temporarily lost Niko, Harry had felt the need to be close to the only parent he had ever known.
“I miss Niko already,” Harry said quietly. “I have only been back at school for half a day and I already miss him. I miss all the pack, of course, particularly Fen, and I miss you…”
Harry trailed off before he could dwell on that thought too much. He both loved and hated being here with his father. It was painful seeing him and to not be able to help him, or have a proper conversation with him, but at the same time it was also comforting just to be close to him. Flicking his wand again, he checked the time once more.
“I’ve really got to go, Dad,” Harry said wearily. “I love you,” he added, pressing a kiss to Severus’ cheek before pushing himself up off the bed.
Grabbing his bag from where he had dropped it by the side of the bed, he threw it over his shoulder and headed for the door. He didn’t look back knowing that he couldn’t bare the sight of his strong, stubborn father so vulnerable and frail, and so exited back in the Medical Wing, completely ignoring the nurse as he headed off towards class.
He heard the bell ring and jogged the last little bit, and was unsurprised to find that Clay was waiting for him outside the room as the other students started to file in.
“Eat,” Clay said firmly by way of a greeting, all but forcing a sandwich into Harry’s hands. “And you know that Remus isn’t going to stop you from eating, so don’t even try it,” he added, when Harry opened his mouth to protest.
Harry had to admit that Clay had a point, after the fuss that Fenrir had made about his weight there was no way that any pack member was going to discourage him from eating, even if it was in the middle of lessons.
“Professor Lupin while we’re at school,” Harry reminded him, before taking a grateful bite of the sandwich as the two of them headed into the room and headed towards the table in front of Draco and Theo.
“Eating in class,” Draco teased with mock horror, as Harry and Clay took their seats, “such a rebellious beast you are, Harry.”
“We have to keep him well fed,” Clay said, turning to grin at his half-brother, “make sure he doesn’t get ideas about feasting on the other students.”
“I’d never eat another student,” Harry said with a horrified expression that made his friends chuckle. “Far too stringy. Hard to digest too,” he added gleefully and, at that, Theo, Draco and Clay laughed loudly.
“Settle down, settle down,” Professor Lupin called out, “and make quick work of the rest of that sandwich please, Mr Prince,” he added giving Harry a stern look, and Harry nodded, taking another bite. “Okay… so today we are continuing our work on counter-jinxes.”
FGHP
“Go talk to him,” Luna said, as she caught up with Romy and Astoria just after dinner. They were all just leaving the Great Hall, Clay a little way ahead of them, laughing about something with Harry, Draco and Theo. “I can see the way you look at him, and it isn’t going to fix itself.”
“Luna’s right, Romy,” Astoria said, giving her friend a wry smile. “You are clearly pining after him, and we all know that he adores you, so you need to fix this.”
“And if he doesn’t want to talk to me?” Romy asked. She was sure she was being stupid about it but couldn’t help but be nervous; Clay had wanted to be with her for as long as she had known him, but now he was the one who had ended things with her.
Astoria rolled her eyes at her friend. “Don’t be daft, of course he wants to talk to you. Probably wants to do a lot more than talk with you if we’re honest…”
“Astoria!” Romy exclaimed a blush creeping up over her cheeks.
“Anyway, my point is, that he loves you,” Astoria went on, clearly not at all embarrassed by what she had implied. “Go talk to him.”
“Fine,” Romy huffed, “but if this goes wrong, I am blaming you two,” she told her friends. However, neither of them seemed even remotely bothered by this threat and instead were grinning happily as Romy hurried off to catch up with Clay.
“Can we talk?” she asked quietly, as she caught up with him, resting a hand on his arm to get his attention. “Privately.”
“Of course,” Clay said without hesitation. “I’ll catch you up in a bit,” he said to Harry, who looked between Romy and Clay for a moment, before nodding his agreement. “Come on, we can go to our room,” Clay suggested, stuffing his hands in his pockets so as to resist the urge to take Romy’s hand.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Harry called out after them as Romy and Clay turned to head off down a different corridor. Clay said nothing, just raising his hand to give Harry the finger over his shoulder, and he saw the corner of Romy’s mouth twitch in amusement.
Thankfully it wasn’t very far for them to walk to the forest room, but it was still filled with an awkward silence between them, both of them wanting to wait until they were properly alone before they said what they had to say.
“You wanted to talk,” Clayton prompted as soon as they were inside, shutting the door behind them. He wasn’t sure what to say seeing as he had wanted Romy to be the one to approach him.
“Yeah,” Romy said, unsure just how to put it into words. Feeling rather rebellious and wanting to do something that was a little out of character for her, Romy decided to take the chance and went forward and kissed him.
Clay moaned into the kiss, instinctively wrapping his arms around her waist. He hadn’t been expecting it and so it took him a few moments for his brain to really register what was happening. However, once it did he reluctantly pulled back, though keeping one arm around her to keep her from moving too far away.
“Merlin, I missed you,” Romy said, smiling up at him. She still didn’t quite know what to say, but already she felt better from just one kiss.
“I missed you too, but this doesn’t just fix everything, Romy,” Clay said sadly, wishing it really could just be that simple. He loved her with all his heart but that wasn’t enough anymore.
“I know,” Romy said with a sigh, resting her forehead against his chest. “Hogsmeade weekend, on Saturday, we’ll tell him. It’ll be easier because we’ll be in public.”
“Your Dad?” Clay asked with bemusement, scarcely daring to believe that that was really what Romy meant. “Tell your Dad? About us?”
Romy looked up at him once more and nodded firmly. “Yes, tell my Dad about us. I don’t ever want you to think I don’t take us seriously, or to doubt that I love you,” she told him, tightening her arms around his waist.
“You’re not ashamed of me?” Clay asked, needing to be sure. “You really are okay with your parents knowing about us?”
“My mother already knows,” Romy told him, “and I have never been ashamed of you; embarrassed by your ridiculousness, yes, but never ashamed of you or what we have. I was just trying to protect you from him, that’s all, I promise.”
“I don’t need protecting,” Clayton said, dragging her into him and holding her close. “I’m the one who is meant to be protecting you.”
“Then let’s make a deal,” Romy said, snuggling into her mate and inhaling his scent, “let’s protect each other.”
Agreeing to that went against everything that Clayton thought was right. He was the dominant and therefore he was the one who was meant to protect his submissive mate. However, he knew that Romy was not a timid little submissive and could take care of herself for the most part. That was the only reason he would consider agreeing.
With a sigh, Clayton nodded his head. “Fine,” he said, “we protect each other. I love you Romy and I never want to lose you.”
FGHP
With Luna taking Astoria off to complete their homework and Theo deciding to go to the library, Harry and Draco were left to walk back to the common room alone. Harry was just glad that Robin was nowhere to be seen and that Romy and Clay were sorting out their problems.
“I’m glad we’ve had a chance to talk actually,” Harry said, thinking that Draco was going to appreciate what it was that he had to tell him.
“Well I hope it’s good news, I could do with some right now,” Draco said with a sigh. He was thrilled to have Harry back at Hogwarts, he was hoping that he was going to be able to contain Robin a little. The idiotic girl was flirting with everyone, including him, and he was finding it rather sickening. He did wonder why she wasn’t sleeping wherever the others were.
“It’s exceptionally good news,” Harry said with a smile, “I managed to talk to my Beta wolf, who specialises in magical objects, and he thinks that he might have a few suggestions for the cabinet.”
“Wow,” Draco said, feeling rather relieved that all the work that he had put into repairing the damn thing wasn’t for nothing. He needed to feel secure in the knowledge that his mother and little brother had a way out if they needed to use it. “Can you tell me or write them down for me? I have to try them!”
“Here,” Harry said, digging in his bag for the notes that Jenson had given him, and handing them over. “I have these for you, but if none of these work then he might have to come and have a look at it himself, which I am sure that he would more than happily do.”
“Thank you,” Draco said gratefully as he flicked through the pieces of paper that Harry had given him. He noticed that the notes looked rather specific to the cabinet that he had been working on and it did have him wondering just how much this Beta wolf might just know, though he wasn’t going to question it while the man was being so helpful.
The two of them had reached the Slytherin common room and, as they went to sit down in front of the fire, Harry noticed Daphne getting up, actively avoiding looking in their direction before heading for her dormitory. Draco was too wrapped up in the notes to notice.
“Why don’t you pull your head out of those papers for a bit,” Harry said teasingly. “We could actually enjoy my first night back and maybe play some pool,” he suggested, wanting something to distract him from being away from Niko, Fen and the rest of the pack.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this information,” Draco protested, though he did slip his notes into the front of his Transfigurations textbook for safe keeping, thinking that he could do with a rest from being so stressed just for tonight.
“It’ll wait,” Harry said with a shrug of his shoulders, glad that Draco wasn’t going to rush off and try to fix the cabinet right away. “In the meantime, perhaps you should ask Tracey to join us; she looks like she might be interested in handling some balls, specifically yours, if I’m not mistaken.”
Draco gave him a confused look for a moment before glancing around the room. He spotted where Tracy was sitting with Millicent, indeed watching him over the top of the book she was pretending to read; the looks she was giving him were anything but subtle and he had to wonder how he hadn’t noticed it before.
FGHP
After numerous rousing games of pool, Clay and Romy still hadn’t shown up in the Slytherin common room. Unfortunately, Robin had and the idiotic girl had stripped down to bare essentials right there in the common room, stretching out in front of the fire. Harry was not in the mood to attempt to protect her dignity and decided to leave her to it, not wanting the headache of dealing with her.
He was, however, already pushing his luck with the curfew and he really didn’t want to risk detention. So, bidding farewell to Draco and giving a disparaging look to Robin, Harry grabbed his bag and headed for the exit. He thought that Romy and Clayton had probably had enough time to sort out their differences and reacquaint themselves.
Halfway to their forest room, Harry was surprised to bump into Seamus, the poor guy looking a little lost. “You okay?” Harry asked, concerned for his fellow pack brother. There was no doubt that Seamus was one of them, he could smell it on him.
“Yeah,” Seamus said, feeling a little embarrassed. “I wanted to join you… if that’s alright, I mean, Romy and Clay said I could, I don’t mind if I can’t but… I just… I can’t find the classroom.”
Harry couldn’t help but smile, he found Seamus’ nervousness endearing and a little sweet. “Seamus, you’re one of us now, you’re more than welcome to join us; you’re family. Come on, I’ll show you the way,” he added, pointing in the direction that they needed to go.
“Is everything okay? The others they said something had happened with your son?” Seamus asked, hoping against hope that things were alright now. He was surprised that he cared so much about people that he hadn’t met yet.
“Niko is back with the pack in the territory,” Harry said happily. “It was a rough night without him but we have him back now.”
“I just can’t believe you have a son,” Seamus said, wanting to get a better understanding of the pack that he was joining. It was something that he was seriously considering, after all he didn’t have any other options anymore. Harry was a decent guy and had never done any wrong to him, it seemed like a pretty safe bet.
“We adopted him,” Harry said, trying to think of the best way to explain it to Seamus, it was a complicated thing to explain. “You know how uncertain things are with Voldemort,” he began, thinking that putting the blame where it belonged. “He has a pack of werewolves shadowing us, living on the edge of our territory but luckily they can’t get in. Niko was bitten after his parents were killed by deatheaters, he ended up with them but we rescued him.”
“How old is he?” Seamus asked, “if you don’t mind me asking.”
Harry smiled. “I don’t mind,” he said, glad that Seamus was taking an interest in their family. “He’s ten, so he’ll be coming to Hogwarts next September.”
“It sounds like you have your hands full being the Alpha’s mate,” Seamus said as they walked, “especially with that Robin girl now too.”
“Ah yes, well, she certainly makes an impression,” Harry said with a frown. It had only been a day and Robin was already well known. It wouldn’t take long for her behaviour to be infamous all throughout the school.

“I don’t know if you heard,” Seamus said nervously, “but my parents, they disowned me,” he admitted.
“I’m sorry,” Harry said, feeling genuinely sympathy for what Seamus was having to go through and all because he had been bitten in a stupid accident.
“My girlfriend, my house mates and now my parents,” Seamus said with a sigh, feeling a little sorry for himself. “If it hadn’t been for you guys and Cedric, I’m not sure I would have got through all of this.”
“Cedric?” Harry asked curiously, not having thought about the head boy in a long while. It was strange that he hadn’t heard from him for such an extended period, Cedric was usually rather persistent in his flattery and attempts to get Harry to notice him. It made Harry wonder what the head boy was up to.
“Yeah, he’s actually been nice to me,” Seamus said, “though he does ask about you an awful lot.”
“Yeah…” Harry said with a wry smile. “He is a bit… obsessed. I have no idea why really, and he seems like a good guy for the most part, but it got a little creepy for a while there.”
“Couldn’t you just tell him you were mated to Greyback, wouldn’t that scare him off pretty quick?” Seamus suggested, and that made Harry laugh.
“Oh he already knows that, he even met Fen one Hogsmeade weekend,” Harry told him. “Even that wasn’t enough to make him back off.”
Seamus whistled. “That really is obsessed,” he said with amusement, and the two of them shared a look before both laughing again.
The two of them were still chuckling when Harry opened the door to the forest room and lead them inside. However, they both stopped when they caught sight of their pack siblings. Clay was down to just his boxers, and it was only the fact that he was basically lying on top on Romy that protected her modesty, given she seemed to be topless, though still in her pleated school skirt.
“This is totally exactly what it looks like,” Clay said with a crooked grin when he realised that Harry and Seamus were standing, staring at the pair of them in amusement.
“Hush, you,” Romy said, hitting Clay on the arm. “Pass me some clothes. And you,” she added, turning to look at Harry who was grinning in amusement, “wipe that look off your face.”
“So didn’t need to see this,” Seamus said, waving his hand generally in Clay and Romy’s direction, and yet he still found himself watching the pair almost curiously.
“Seamus, turn around while Romy makes herself decent,” Harry instructed, and the Irishman did as he was told. “Guess this is you two getting some payback on me for mine and the Alpha’s extra-curricular activities.”
“Do I want to know?” Seamus asked from where he was now stood facing the wall while Romy and Clay got dressed.
“Probably not,” Harry said with a laugh, “but I’m sure you’ll have first-hand experience soon enough.”
“Something to look forward to then,” Seamus said, looking sideways to grin at Harry, and was pleased to see him laugh at that; he could hear Clay and Romy chuckling too and he was surprised to find that he felt at home and completely at ease with these three.
FGHP
Draco had enjoyed playing pool with Harry and Tracey the evening before, he had even played a few rounds with Tracey after Harry had left, but he had headed to bed relatively early so that he could drag himself out of bed several hours before breakfast would commence. The notes that Harry had given him were just too important for him to ignore them any longer and he knew he wouldn’t be able to focus on anything all day if he didn’t at least try some of them.
This was why Draco found himself in the room of requirement at half past six in the morning. He had tried the first few suggestions already but, much to his frustration, none of them had helped. Crossing his arms over his chest, he glared at the stubborn cabinet before going back to the notes again and starting to read the next set of instructions.
He was already feeling that bubble of hope that the notes had given him starting to deflate but none the less he cast the spells that the instructions detailed, taking his time to make sure he followed each step precisely. However, it seemed that luck was not on his side.
“Why?!” he exclaimed in frustration, leaning his head against the side of the cabinet. He had gone through all the notes, many of the suggestions twice over, and still it wouldn’t cooperate. “Why won’t you just work?”
In the heat of the moment, furious at himself for not being able to figure it out, Draco grabbed the nearest thing to him, a rickety old chair, and threw it at the cabinet. The force was enough to dislodge some of the things that had precariously been placed on top. Sighing in defeat, Draco went to pick them up.
First he replaced the pile of books that had fallen before reaching for the tiara; it was a hideous looking thing but old. It reminded him a lot of the family heirlooms all over Malfoy Manor in that way. Realising that he needed to grab breakfast before classes started for the day, he put the tiara back on top of the cabinet and grabbed his bag. He would come back tonight when he had more time and go over the notes again.
He was able to sneak out of the room of requirement easily enough as no one else was around but as he made his way to the Grand Staircase he joined the crowds of other students that were running a little late heading down to breakfast.
Once he reached the Great Hall, he headed straight over to the Slytherin table, where Theo was sat with Harry, Romy, Clay and Seamus. He could see Pansy, Daphne and Tracey gossiping together a little further down the table, but decided to ignore them for the time being; he had very little patience for gossiping girls.
“I see you two have worked things out,” Draco said to Clay and Romy, as he took a seat next to Harry. It was obvious that the young couple were back together from how close they were sitting. It was quite a contrast from how they had been with each other the day before.
“They gave Seamus and me quite a show last night,” Harry said with a teasing grin, laughing harder when Romy leaned over the table to clip him around the ear. “So where were you this morning?” he asked Draco. “Theo said you weren’t in the dorm.”
“Trying out some of those suggestions you had,” Draco told him, cryptically enough that those around them wouldn’t be able to work out what he was talking about. “It’s looking like I might need to take you up on the offer of extra help though,” he added.
“What are you two up to?” Clay asked curiously, looking between the pair of them suspiciously.
“I’ll tell you about it later,” Harry promised, glancing at Draco, who nodded his agreement. “And I will write to our Beta, and see what we can do about getting him to come have a look,” he told the blond.
“At least they’re talking to Jenson about it,” Romy said, trying to sooth an anxious Clayton, who was looking between Harry and Draco somewhat unhappily.
“It’s really nothing to worry about, Clay, I promise,” Harry said, reaching across the table to put his hand on Clay’s arm. “And I really will explain, but just not here.”
Clay hummed sceptically and frowned at his pack brother, but nodded his agreement; they were in a very public place and so he could understand that some things required a little more privacy. “I’m going to hold you to that,” he told his best friend and Harry just smiled at him, as they all went back to their breakfasts.
FGHP
Robin was already bored of her classes. She had been home schooled most of her life and had already covered a lot of what the teachers were trying to teach and she had better things to do than sit around being bored.
Having decided that the practice of a shared bathroom was vile and refusing to wash while there were others in her presence, Robin had decided to make use of her lesson time by going and making herself even more beautiful than she already was. She did always like a challenge.
Smiling at the prospect of having the bathroom all to herself, Robin headed in the direction of the Slytherin common room, holding her head high and ignoring the few other students who were cluttering up the corridors. However, she didn’t get far before she rounded a corner and spotted the one person she really didn’t want to see.
“I am completely caught up with the work already,” Harry was assuring Professor McGonagall. “I knew it all anyway, as my Dad had taught me most of it.”
“Severus was always very intellectual,” McGonagall said almost fondly. “Very well, Mr Prince, I am glad to hear that you are keeping up with the workload. And if you really are interested in that extra credit then come and speak to me later this week.”
Robin stayed where she was, near the corner she had just turned and watched the two of them talking, her eyes narrowed angrily at Harry. She didn’t understand why so many people seemed to like him, couldn’t they see what a scrawny little freak he was. Unfortunately, though, despite her keeping quiet enough not to be noticed, Harry registered her presence anyway, turning to look at her, the Professor turning her way as well a moment later.
“Miss Page,” McGonagall’s stern voice said, carrying down the corridor, even as the two of them started heading towards her. “I believe that Madam Umbridge has already spoken to you regarding the suitability of such clothing.”
“Like I am going to take fashion advice from someone who looks like a giant pink Piggmy Puff… only less cute,” Robin added with a sneer. “Besides, it would be rude to deprive the boys their one chance to look at an actually good looking girl, rather than all the riff-raff around here.”
“That’s quite enough, Miss Page!” Minerva said outraged. She had been a Professor for a good many years, however, she had not once come across a young lady who held quite such a disregard for the school's uniform policy.
“She just can’t help herself, Professor,” Harry said, scowling at Robin. “She clearly thinks so little of herself that the only way she can get any attention is by flashing every inch of skin she has.”
“That is not helping, Mr Prince,” Minerva said with annoyed exasperation. She found herself warming to Harry, he was an intelligent boy with a lot of potential, however he did have a tendency to act before he had thought things through and she really did not want to find herself having to separate the two werewolves if they started fighting in the corridors.
“He’s just jealous because his mate is going to leave him for me!” Robin declared loudly. She knew that Fenrir had this weird emotional attachment to Harry but it was only a matter of time before the Alpha saw that she was a better choice.
“You’re delusional!” Harry exclaimed, with disbelief. “He loves me, and he would certainly never leave me for a whore like you.”
“Mr Prince!” McGonagall exclaimed. “Stop this at once, the both of you.” However, it was clear that neither of the submissives were listening to her at all any more. She might have come to like Harry but she was a little fearful of his more animalistic side. Though Robin was even more unpredictable and the two seemed to seriously dislike one another.
“Has he ever told you that he loves you?” Robin asked smugly. However, the expression fell from her face as Harry lunged at her, knocking her to the floor.
“We’ve been through more than you can even imagine,” Harry told her angrily, as she tried to push him off. “You won’t take him from me!”
“Want to bet?” Robin retorted, grabbing at Harry’s wrist when he took a swing at her, only to yell in surprise as he slapped her with his other hand. “I’m a better submissive. I can give him pups,” she cried out, releasing her hold on his hand and pulling his hair instead. “I’m not broken like you.”
Harry grabbed her wrist, twisting it, smirking smugly as she released her hold on his hair with a cry of pain. “I’m not broken, you little whore,” he all but hissed at her as he twisted her arm, pinning it to the floor and used his free hand to land a blow to her ribs. “And none of that matters, I have his mating mark and he has mine.”
Robin gave a cry of rage as she failed to get herself out from underneath Harry, who was managing to land several more blows. “It won’t matter after I kill you,” Robin said, actually laughing at him. She knew that the only way to break the mating marks was either to break that bond by getting the submissive to cheat, though that didn't seem likely, or for one of the pair to die. Killing Harry seemed to be the easier option. Even if she could bed Fenrir the mating mark wouldn't be severed, it worked differently for dominants than it did for submissives.
Harry bared his teeth and growled at her, snatching her hand in his own as she tried to punch him. “Ask Clay what happens to those who hit me,” Harry warned, “and Fenrir doesn't like or trust you half as much as he does Clay. Not to mention you aren't his best friend's son. Do you really want to find out which limb he would rip off first?"
“Enough!” McGonagall shouted over Robin’s cry of rage and the Professor shot a stunning spell at the blond girl before she could attack again. Minerva was just thankful that Harry didn’t seem interested in continuing to attack Robin now that the girl was unconscious; given who Harry was supposedly mated to, she didn’t really want to be casting spells on him unless she really had to.
“Bitch,” Harry spat out, as he stumbled backwards and off of Robin, wiping the blood off his bottom lip with the back of his hand. He knew he should probably feel bad about beating on one of his pack siblings but she had more than had it coming.
“Enough,” Minerva said with a tired sigh, sometimes she really did feel too old for this job. “Take yourself to the hospital wing, Mr Prince, I will follow with Miss Page.”
“Are you going to be contacting the pack about this?” Harry asked worriedly. Harry felt that Fenrir had enough to worry about as it was and really didn’t need to be stressing over this as well.
“I have no choice,” Minerva said as she levitated the unconscious girl, motioning for Harry to start walking. “A letter will be sent via owl, it will probably arrive tomorrow.” Normally the Professor wouldn’t have gone into so much detail, however, she knew that Harry and the rest of the werewolves had their ways of communicating with their pack that were not strictly in line with the school rules.
Harry very quickly caught on that she was giving him the chance to explain himself and assure Fenrir that he was alright before the letter arrived and he was more than grateful for that opportunity. “Thank you, Professor,” Harry said to her, really starting to like the transfiguration teacher.
FGHP
Clayton was the first to be pulled out of class; Minerva came to fetch him after she had delivered Harry and Robin to the hospital wing. He had quickly gone to get Romy, though Seamus was hot on his heels, feeling that it was part of who he was now. The three of them reached the hospital wing in record time, and Robin hadn’t even regained consciousness.
“Harry,” Romy said with relief when she saw that he was sat up and smiling. “Are you okay? What happened?”
“Robin shooting her mouth off,” Harry said as Romy flung her arms around him, “I couldn’t help myself, I needed to take her down a peg or two. Romy, I’m honestly okay,” he added as she released him.
“Least it was Robin and not someone who isn’t pack,” Clayton said with a sigh. He had been worried that he would be blamed for not protecting Harry again, he hated that he had failed in doing this so many times. However, knowing that this was Robin’s doing made him feel so much better, she was meant to protect Harry too which meant Fenrir was going to tear her a new one.
“Yeah,” Harry said with a sigh, “they’re going to send a letter home. You guys need to talk to Fen before it reaches them. We don’t want him storming the castle if we can help it.”
“I’ll go and talk to Remus,” Romy said, understanding why Harry needed to keep control of the situation.
“I’ll go with you,” Clay said, fearing what he might do or say to Robin if he remained here in the Hospital Wing. Also he didn’t want to let Romy wander off on her own, he didn’t want to let her out of his sight.
“No,” Romy said at once, “I would feel better if you stayed with Harry. I’ll take Seamus with me, it might do him good to see how things work now he’s one of us,” she said with a smile to Seamus who looked a little nervous about the prospect.
“I’ll stay with her,” Seamus promised Clay, knowing already just how protective Clay was of his pack siblings. “Seriously, you stay and take care of Harry,” he added when Clay continued to look unsure.
Romy moved over to her boyfriend, encouraging him to look at her. “Given what just happened with Robin and Harry, Fenrir would want you to stay with Harry now,” she pointed out and at last Clay nodded his agreement, leaning down to press a kiss to Romy’s lips.
“Stay safe, and stick with Seamus,” he told her firmly and she nodded her agreement. “Come and find us here or in our room when you get back.”
“Of course,” Romy agreed, grabbing hold of Seamus’ hand and all but dragging him from the room as they hurried off to find Remus. She had Defence Against the Dark Arts with him next lesson anyway, and was just hoping that he had a free period before that, and would be in his office. If not, she just hoped they could grab him for a minute between classes.
As she had half expected, there was no answer when she knocked on his office and so they headed to his classroom instead. Sure enough, they could hear him giving a lesson inside.
“What now?” Seamus asked, as they waited in the corridor just outside the room. Romy cast a spell to work out the time before answering.
“Class finishes in less than five minutes anyway,” Romy told him, we will just have to wait until then. She didn’t think that interrupting one of his lessons was the best way to get Remus to agree to take a message to Fenrir.
Seamus nodded his head in agreement and leaned against the wall while they waited. Sure enough, a few minutes later the bell sounded out and what looked to be first year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws started pouring out of the classroom. Romy waited for most of them to have left before heading into the room, Seamus just behind her.
“Miss Howard,” Remus said with a smile, as he looked up from his desk and spotted her. “A very prompt arrival for class.” Though he looked a little puzzled to see Seamus with her. “Mr Finnegan. Is everything alright?” he asked, moving around his desk.
“Harry and Robin got into a fight,” Romy explained. “McGonagall is going to write to the pack, so we really need you to take a message to Fenrir explaining, before the Alpha gets that letter and decides to come and deal with Robin himself.”
“I see,” Remus said, clearly not at all pleased to hear that Harry had been fighting. “And what exactly would you like me to tell him?” he asked, not at all sure that he really wanted to be the one to tell Fenrir that Harry had been in a fight. Though doing this errand had its plus points; he would get to see Tessie, who had been on his mind a lot since the full moon.
“Just that Robin was being mouthy and Harry put her in her place,” Romy told him. “Oh, and that they are both fine now. You might also want to remind him that it is a Hogsmeade weekend this Saturday, and that he can see Harry then.”
“Greyback’s going to be there?” Seamus asked, suddenly looking rather alarmed. He had got it into his head that he had until the next full moon to get used to the idea of meeting the infamous werewolf, but now it sounded like he actually had more like two days.
“Of course,” Romy said, turning to him with a grin. “Fenrir won't miss any chance to see Harry. But don’t worry, it’ll be fine, you’ll see. Harry has Fenrir completely wrapped around his finger.”
“Clay said that too,” Seamus said with an amused smile, trying to imagine tiny little Harry having such control over such a supposedly dangerous man.
“Yes but they seem to lack all control when within touching distance of one another,” Remus said with a frown. “I will go and tell him this evening, while dinner is going on, I shouldn’t be missed then.”
“Thank you,” Romy said with a relieved sigh. She didn’t think that Remus would refuse but she felt better knowing that he was going to go and update the pack about everything that was going on.
“And where do you think you are going, Miss Howard?” Remus asked sternly, when Romy turned to leave. “You have Defence next, and I will not have you skipping classes,” he said firmly, directing her to her usual seat. “I don’t think your parents will be too happy if I tell them.”
“I’ll speak to Clay,” Seamus promised with a small smile before Romy had a chance to protest. “And then I will go to Herbology,” he added, when Remus’ stern disapproving gaze turned to him.
“Good,” Remus said with an approving nod. “And try to get Harry and Clayton to go with you,” he added with a wry smile, “I don’t think either of them need more time unsupervised than absolutely necessary.”
“Of course, sir,” Seamus said, chuckling a little as he left the room to head back to the Medical Wing to find Harry and Clay.
FGHP
Micha was talking at a hundred words a minute and Tessie found his excitement about his job rather endearing. He had gone to The Blue Moon for training the evening before and was now telling her in great detail about all the things that Jenna had taught him.
Tessie would have loved to say that she was listening fully and taking in every word, however, she was partially keeping an eye on Jaylon, who was reading by the fire. Lukas had brought a few things for him to read as he was starting to get bored just being in the territory without anyone else his age. Another part of Tessie’s mind was occupied with thoughts of Remus and when she would get the opportunity to see him again. She felt safe when he was around, it was something that he ignited in her.
“Micha, please be a dear and go and check on Damon and Jenson,” Callie said, needing for the excitable submissive to step away from the fire, he had almost stepped backwards into it twice already and she needed to start preparing the tea. She thought sending him off to the two dominants near the edge of the clearing would probably be best for everyone.
“Sure,” Micha said happily, bounding off towards his mate without a hesitation. He was really in the mood for cuddles, though he knew that with Fenrir out of the clearing they couldn’t disappear off anywhere and would have to keep the cuddling strictly PG rated.
“Thank you,” Tessie said with a chuckle, moving to help Callie start sort the tea. “I honestly wasn’t following half of what he was saying but I didn’t want to rain on his parade, he’s always so cheerful.”
“He wasn’t always,” Callie said wistfully, glad that they were past those days. She looked over to where Micha had thrown himself into Damon’s arms and smiled, watching as Jenson looked away awkwardly as they began kissing. “He has come so far, a lot of us have and that includes you.”
“Doesn’t feel like it sometimes,” Tessie said, wincing as she rolled her shoulder. It was so frustrating that it didn’t seem to be improving at all anymore; she was coming to the conclusion that she was never going to fully recover.
“I know but, trust me, you have,” Callie said giving her a sweet, reassuring smile. “You are happier, aren’t you? And you feel safe here?”
“I am, and I really do,” Tessie said earnestly. Even with the strays on their border, she trusted the pack to keep her safe. She was even hopeful that her cousin might be joining them soon if Fenrir’s conversation with Aiden went well. She assumed that it would be fine because otherwise Fenrir wouldn’t have taken little Niko along with him.
Callie and Tessie fell into a comfortable silence as they prepared and cooked the dinner, both thinking about just how far their pack had come in the time that they had been together fully but both of them knowing just how much further they had to go too.
The pack were halfway through eating, the Alpha and Niko still not having returned from the meeting with Aiden, when a loud crack, coming from the direction of the apparition point, caught the attention of every pack member. Jenson and Damon were instantly on their feet, food placed to one side, both of them ready to protect their pack if it was needed of them.
“Stay here,” Jenson instructed them all as he headed off to investigate. Damon and Micha, who had been attempting a more intimate dinner a little further away from the others, gravitated back towards the fire where the rest of the pack were sitting, sharing worried glances as they all waited tensely to find out who it was.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Jenson returned to the clearing with Remus following in his wake. Tessie even managed a smile at the sight of him, an instinctive reaction that she just couldn’t help. Jaylon, who had been sitting next to her, had gone from tense to relaxed extremely quickly too when he saw that it was Remus and not a stranger coming into their territory.
“Would you like something to eat, Remus?” Callie asked. “We’ve put some aside for Fenrir, Niko and Lukas but there is plenty if you want to eat.”
“No, no,” Remus said gratefully, “I will eat when I get back to the castle, I only came to pass on a message to Fenrir from Harry.”
“Uh oh,” Micha said with a small smile, “what’s happened this time?”
“There was a slight altercation but I should really tell the Alpha first. Where is he?” Remus asked, looking around as if the giant, imposing man would suddenly just appear from the shadows.
“He’s gone to meet with another wolf,” Jenson said, “I can take the message in his absence.” He didn’t like the sound of the fact that there had been another altercation at the school. Fenrir likely wasn’t going to be pleased about it either, not when it involved Harry.
Remus sighed, realising that if he wanted to get back to the school and get his marking done then he was going to have to tell Jenson; he couldn’t hang around waiting for Fenrir to return. “From what Romy told me, Harry and Robin got into an altercation with one another. Neither are seriously hurt, though Robin did try and cause some damage. She was stunned and both she and Harry were taken to the hospital wing to be checked over. They are both fine, but Harry didn’t want Fenrir to worry as a letter about the incident is being sent here.”
“At least Harry had the sense to have Remus come and tell us,” Damon said with a sigh, not liking that going to Hogwarts had not settled Robin down in the slightest. “I take it Robin has not settled in well at school?”
“No,” Remus said with a shake of his head as he gravitated over towards where Tessie and Jaylon were sitting, to take a seat beside them. “She has had a number of issues with her uniform, she has altered it to the point of being indecent, and has already received several detentions for it, as well as her language.”
“Fenrir isn’t going to like that she’s fighting with Harry,” Jenson said, feeling rather exasperated about the newest pack member. “He’ll certainly have something to say about it on the next full moon.”
“It’ll be this coming weekend when you’ll see them next,” Remus informed them, “Harry also wanted me to let you know that it was a Hogsmeade weekend. He didn’t think that Fenrir would want to miss the opportunity.”
“I imagine most of us will be going,” Jenson said, wondering if he could convince Callie to remain behind with him. He didn’t think that travelling was going to be good for her or the baby, even with Harry’s potion easing off some of the more severe symptoms.
“Hogsmeade?” Jaylon asked quietly to Tessie, “as in the village?”
“Yes,” Tessie said with a nod, “would you like to go too?” she asked gently.
Jaylon bit nervously on his lip as he thought about that question for a moment. “Yes,” he said finally, “if it’s okay with you and the Alpha,” he added very quickly, “only… I think it might be my birthday this weekend.”
“Then you have to go,” Micha said excitedly, “we’ll have so much fun. There are so many shops and things to look at, and Harry, Clay and Romy will be there, and you could see the castle, which is really pretty. And I bet we could get ice cream!”
Jaylon still looked a little worried, and glanced to Tessie and then Remus, who were both smiling at him encouragingly. He knew that they wouldn’t make him go if he really didn’t want to, but Micha did make it sound exciting. It had been a really long time since he had been able to do anything for his birthday, so he thought it would be nice to have a day out with the pack.
“Then we will check with the Alpha when he gets back,” Damon promised. They were all amazed with the progress that Jaylon was making lately, and anything they could do to encourage that seemed like a good idea to him.
“Do you think that we sent Robin to school too soon?” Jenson asked, settling himself back next to Callie, snuggling into her as close as possible.
“It’s possible,” Remus said with a sigh. He had been wondering the same thing, though he knew that Fenrir wasn’t going to change his mind about having her there without a very good reason. “She doesn’t seem to be mature enough to handle some of the situations that she’s having to deal with.”
“What year has she gone into?” Callie asked curiously.
“The year above Harry,” Remus said, hoping that the rest of the pack might have some thoughts or insight about how to better deal with the troublesome girl before she landed herself in some more serious trouble.
“Well we can’t bring her back here,” Micha said adamantly, “I don’t want to have to look at her and hear her spout her vile opinions every day.”
“Micha,” Damon warned. He didn’t want to hear his submissive speaking badly about anyone else in their pack, even if he did agree with him.
“I’ll keep a close eye on her,” Remus said, “though there isn’t much that I can do most of the time. I have classes and other things to do. I’m sure Fenrir would prefer me keeping an eye on Harry than Robin.”
“I sure you’re right,” Callie agree with a soft sighing knowing there really wasn’t much they could do about the situation. “We can only hope that this behaviour might help Fenrir to see that her presence at Hogwarts is more hindrance than help.”
“It’s going to have to be something a lot more serious than a small altercation to make him see that,” Damon said with a wry smile. He loved his best friend and Alpha, but there was no reasoning with the man half the time, more than half the time if he was honest with himself.
“Let’s just hope that that it doesn't’ come to that,” Jenson said with a scowl, not wanting to think about what Robin might do. Harry might be able to handle himself against Robin in a fair fight, but he had a horrible feeling she wasn’t the type to fight fair. Around him most of the pack was nodding in agreement and looking just as concerned.
FGHP
“Stay inside our wards,” Fenrir told Niko as they headed through the forest towards where they were going to meet Aiden. He had brought his son with him because he was not ready to let Niko out of his sight but he needed to know that the ten year old was going to stay safe.
“‘K, Dad,” Niko said as he bounded off ahead towards the edge of their territory, though he would stop every minute or so, glancing back to make sure he could still see Fenrir.
It didn’t take them long to reach the spot they were heading for, and when they did, Aiden was already there waiting just on the far side of the wards. The young man was leaning against the tree, and Fenrir inhaled deeply, checking for the scents of others but it seemed that Aiden really was there alone.
“Still don’t trust me, Greyback?” Aiden asked with a sigh, spotting Niko and smiling, happy to see the little boy. He was going to have to let Dean know that Niko was doing well and apparently in favour with Greyback.
“You can trust him, Dad,” Niko said, looking up at the Alpha, “he was really nice to me when I was with them. He protected me from the rest of them.”
“Dad…?” Aiden said, pushing off the tree and approaching them, stopping when he felt the tingle of the wards against his skin.
“Yeah, I have a Mum and Dad now!” Niko said excitedly, grabbing hold of the side of Fenrir’s coat and grinning up at the huge man. “Alpha and Harry adopted me properly, and now not even the Ministry meanies can take me away.”
“That’s great, kid,” Aiden said earnestly, really glad that Niko was safe and happy; though he couldn’t deny the small stab of disappointment that Niko wouldn’t be his and Dean’s, that the ten year old had found another family, not that he would spoil things for Niko by saying as much. “And Tessie, is she okay?” he asked, looking to Fenrir.
The Alpha just nodded his head once, glad that Aiden seemed to have compassion for others that he cared about. It was a good start in building trust with the Alpha, caring about others. Aiden certainly didn’t appear to be like any of the other strays.
“Do you have anything useful to tell me?” Fenrir demanded, not wanting to waste too much time here when he had the rest of his pack to take care of.
“Yes,” Aiden said quickly, understanding Fenrir’s impatience. “When your wards came down one of the others, Russ, he came into your territory, he was still inside of the territory when you put the wards back up. He’s able to cross through the wards now without setting off alarms.”
“He the only one?” Fenrir asked, not caring too much about one stray.
“Yes,” Aiden confirmed. Glad that he could be of use to Fenrir, wanting to prove his worth and earn a place in the pack. “One of the others, Terrell, he tried to get through but your wards knocked him out cold, took hours for him to come around. Gave him one hell of a headache for a day or so too.”
“One we can handle,” Fenrir said dismissively. He was not concerned about one stray; as long as it wasn’t Gideon, he could cope.
“Don’t underestimate them,” Aiden said, looking concerned by the Alpha’s attitude. “Most of them are psychopaths of one kind or another.”
“I know what they are and I know what they are capable of,” Fenrir snapped, not willing to be told just how dangerous these men were when he had seen what they had done to his precious submissive mate, when he had seen the result of what they had done to Romy. He would never take for granted that these were dangerous werewolves but he was confident that one of them he would be able to handle. “He won’t be stupid enough to attack us.”
Aiden hesitated; he wanted to argue the point with Fenrir, he wanted to make him see that it was a bad idea to just assume they could handle Russ, but he didn’t want to piss off the Alpha wolf. He needed to stay on Fenrir’s good side if he was going to get the man to let him and Dean join the Greyback pack.
“Just… be careful,” Aiden said, glancing towards Niko for a second before looking back to Fenrir. “You have people I care about in your pack and I’m trusting you to keep them safe and helping you despite what risks it poses to me and my… my mate.”
“You should worry more for proving yourself than anything else,” Fenrir said with a low growl of warning, getting rather tired of Aiden already. “I will take care of my pack, which doesn’t include you until you can prove yourself to be of some use!”
“Maybe I can help,” Aiden said. Fenrir looked sceptical, but waited for Aiden to explain himself. “What if I could bring just a few of them here, to the edge of the wards. Bring them to you, so you kill them off.”
“A trap,” Niko said, nodding his head eagerly. He had no doubt that his Dad could take care of whoever it was that Aiden brought there.
“I will discuss it with my Beta,” Fenrir said, not willing to agree to anything without thinking it through properly. He wouldn’t put his pack at risk for anything and if this did backfire then he wanted the rest of the pack prepared to handle it. He would also want the pups, including his mate, to be at school, then the only pup he would have to concern himself with was Niko.
“Okay… it’s just…” Aiden said nervously, really not wanting to anger the Alpha wolf. “Gideon’s away tomorrow, a meeting with you-know-who, and I was thinking it might be good opportunity.”
Fenrir scowled at him, not sure what to think. The idea of killing off a few of the strays definitely appealed and he had to admit that Aiden was right, doing it while Gideon was away would be a good idea, but he still didn’t trust Aiden completely. On the other hand, they had the advantage of their powerful new wards; they could just stay behind them if Aiden tried to double cross them.
“Fine,” the Alpha bit out. “here, tomorrow,” he agreed and Aiden all but sighed with relief, knowing this was his chance to show that he and Dean were serious about turning on Gideon’s wolves.
“I’ll try to bring three or four,” Aiden promised, already forming a plan in his head about who to bring. This was a great chance to cull a few of the more dangerous members but they had to be careful not to make Gideon too suspicious.
Fenrir grunted in agreement as he turned to leave without another word, his hand on the back of Niko’s shoulders to make sure his son was with him. The ten year old turned to wave at Aiden as they left, but neither of them spoke as they made their way back towards the clearing.
It was getting quite late by the time they got back and night was very much falling and so the pack were gathered around the fire. Fenrir could tell that something had happened while he had been gone, though Niko seemed thankfully oblivious as he hurried over to Tessie and started telling her all about the meeting with Aiden.
“Jenson,” Fenrir barked out, and the Beta turned to look at him. The Alpha gestured off to the side of the clearing and Jenson pressed a kiss to Callie’s cheek before getting to his feet and following Fenrir towards the treeline.
“Fenrir,” Jenson said, waiting for the Alpha to explain what was going on. He knew that he would have to tell him about the message that Remus had brought but he would let Fenrir go first.
“Aiden’s bringing strays to our border tomorrow, for us to kill,” Fenrir told him bluntly. “We need to prepare.”
Jenson just stared at Fenrir for a moment, trying to let that sink in. He wasn’t quite sure what to say to that; there were many reasons he wasn’t sure it was a great idea, but it was clear that Fenrir had made up his mind and, if it was happening tomorrow, then there would be no way to get in touch with Aiden and stop it now anyway.
“You’ll stay with the pack,” Fenrir instructed, not willing to leave the submissives and pups unguarded, even within the wards. “Damon and Lukas will be with me.”
Jenson nodded his head. Part of him wanted to be there with Fenrir and the others, but a bigger part of him was glad that he wasn’t going to have to leave Callie. He trusted that Fenrir could handle whoever it was that Aiden brought.
“Remus was here while you were gone,” Jenson said, knowing he couldn’t put it off any longer. “He had to get back to Hogwarts but brought a message from Harry. Harry and Robin had a bit of a fight; they’re both fine,” he added quickly when Fenrir snarled.
“Harry can handle her,” Fenrir told him confidently. He was angry that his mate had been attacked but he knew it was normal for submissives to get at each other’s throats sometimes, and he had no doubt that Harry would come out on top every time; he had chosen his little mate well.
“I don’t doubt that for a minute,” Jenson said with a smile. “Remus also wanted us to let you know it is a Hogsmeade weekend coming up. And it is Jaylon’s birthday. I think most of the pack would like to go, though I will stay here with Callie.”
Fenrir grunted distractedly, his mind already thinking about seeing his little mate again; it had only been a couple of days but already he missed Harry. He was happy for the pack to come with him to Hogsmeade, but first they needed to focus on the strays they would be killing tomorrow; then they could focus on the weekend ahead.

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Phoenix-rob – We were very glad to have Niko back where he belongs too ;) Clay and Romy do sort of get their act together here, and they are at least trying to communicate better. Remus does indeed need to get off the wolfsbane, but he is scared about what will happen when/if he does. And Seamus is starting to understand that he has a place in the pack now, but it is still a big change for him, so I think we are all going to have to give him a little time to adjust. Haha, I completely agree about Snape and Dumbledore, but since when have things ever been that straight forward in this story ;)
Littlepanther – glad you enjoyed it, and that it was worth the wait.
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