So here is my new story!
Chapter warnings: Rape and mentions of past Mpreg.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Enjoy.
He was in the middle of a duel with a masked Death Eater. He should never have come to this raid. He couldn't think straight. He was hot and uncomfortable. Why did he have to be a werewolf? He once again cursed Greyback. If he wasn't a werewolf he would have to deal with this stupid mating season. He had just successfully defeated his opponent when he caught sight of the very werewolf that he had just been thinking about. Fenrir Greyback was standing no more than 20 feet away and to make matters worse he had seen Remus too. Remus immediately ran. He ran out of the Death Eater base that they had raided and into the nearby forest. He ran as fast as he could desperate to find safety but when he was slammed to the ground from behind he realized he hadn't been fast enough. He landed face down in the dirt with Greyback on top of him.
"Well, well, well, look what I found. My sweet little mate," Greyback taunted before flipping Remus so that he was on his back with Fenrir holding his wrists together above his head with one arm. Fenrir bend down and buried his nose in Remus's neck, inhaling deeply. "Has anyone ever told you how delicious you smell?"
Remus whimpered. "Let me go." Remus was terrified of what Fenrir was going to do to him, especially when he felt the large bulge digging into his stomach.
The werewolf above him laughed. "Let you go? Hmmm let me think about that?" He paused and pretended to consider it. "No, I don't think I will. Not until I'm done with you at least," He said before ripping Remus's shirt open. He licked and bit his way down the smaller werewolf's chest and stomach. Remus continued to try and break Greyback's hold on his wrists. "Will you stop struggling?" He growled and unzipped and pulled Remus's pants down. He grabbed the younger man's cock and roughly stroked it in an attempt to get Remus to harden and cooperate.
"Please stop. Don't do this please," Remus pleaded. He watched as Fenrir freed his erection. 'Oh Merlin, that thing is huge,' Remus thought terrified. He was no virgin but he also wasn't stupid enough to think that Greyback would care about hurting him. He was proven right as the larger werewolf buried himself in him dry and without any preparation. Remus screamed. He screamed again as Fenrir began thrusting hard.
Remus bolted upright in his bed panting. "Just a nightmare, it was only a nightmare," he told himself. He lay back down. He wondered why he had had the dream. It had been two years since Fenrir had raped him. Remus truly hated the man and whatever or whoever had decided to make him Remus's mate. Maybe it was because mating season had started again recently. Maybe it was because Voldemort had attacked James, Lily, and little Harry only two weeks ago. The loss of his friends brought back the memory of the loss of Jacob. Jacob, his little boy, was the only good thing that had come from Fenrir's attack. His son had been taken from him not long after he had been born. His son was gone, Peter was dead, James and Lily were dead, and Sirius was in Azkaban; he couldn't and wouldn't believe that Sirius had betrayed his friends but that didn't change the fact that he wasn't there. He had been denied custody of Harry. The Ministry wouldn't allow the 'boy-who-lived' to be raised by a dark creature. Harry had been sent to live with Lily's sister and her husband even though Lily had always told them how much Petunia hated magic. He really had no one now. He got out of bed and went to take a shower. He stepped under the cool water. The temperature was lowering outside but he was still burning up. He was thankful that all that happened to him during mating season was that he got really warm and uncomfortable and sometimes a little emotional. It was the dominants that got incredibly horny. Fenrir was the dominant between the two of them. Remus smirked. Fenrir had to be in agony right now. After Fenrir had 'mated' him two years ago, his wolf wouldn't allow him to be with anyone else. He got out of the shower and got dressed. He decided that today he was going to go and check on Harry. He remembered where Petunia lived and knew he had to make sure that his cub was alright.
Short but it's a prologue.