I didn't go see Draco for another week, making sure that everyone saw me and that I was okay so they would know I wasn't up to something. Ginny had left for a game far away and would be gone for the weekend so I decided to go and see Drake. I took off the glamor and put on some properly fitting clothing then apparated away to Draco's place knowing he'd be there. When I got there I saw him in his newly furnished flat, laying on the couch.
"Harry!" He say, sitting up with a start.
"Draco!" I said imitating him as I walked over, sitting down next to him, he reached over to the coffee table and took out his wallet, giving me back the card I had given to him a week ago.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." I said, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. We watched TV for a while, slowly sliding closer to each other. My heart was pounding, I wanted Draco so bad, but I had to be slow. Draco leaned his head on my shoulder and we cuddled, I was surprised he was okay with this, but whatever. During one of the commercials I summed up all my Gryffindor bravery and leaned down, kissing Draco straight on the lips. He kissed back and it slowly grew in passion, leveling out my me as a dominant over him. I leaned him back, my arms holding me suspended over him as I used gravity to help me in the exploration. I snuck a hand up his shirt, feeling his flat stomach underneath.
I cooked breakfast the next morning, not even bothering to put on any clothes. I made a small mountain of food, but ate most of it everything bloody, I was happy to see that Draco had gotten some human blood for me in the fridge. Afterwards I went out and bought about ten different outfits and put them in the closet at Draco's flat. Everything was perfect, Ginny knew nothing and I was a perfectly amazing sugar daddy who doubled as a werepire.
"Well, I should probably get back, Ginny's going to be home in a couple hours and I have work to do." I said, putting on my jacket.
"Wait, you're married? To Ginny Weasley?" Draco asked, sitting up from the kitchen in surprise.
"Yeah, I thought everyone knew this. We got married a couple months ago, it was all in the papers, didn't you see?" I asked, wondering why he was asking me this question.
"No because I didn't have any money for the Daily Prophet. Why are you here with me? Don't you love her?"
"Yes I do love her, but not like that. Everyone in the wizarding world expected us to be married and so we were, I'm sure she's off with Dean or someone, but I don't care. Everything is staged babe, never trust what you hear." I left, leaving Draco in a state of shock. I then went to one of the apartments I had inherited and changed back into my old form going back home. When I got back I couldn't help but think about Ginny, did she really love me? Was she just doing what everyone expected like I was? I was so confused, spinning the ring on finger and thinking about if she loved me or not.
Another week progressed and Ginny was off on another game and so when I came back home from Drake's place I didn't put on my glamour because no one would be home, right? Nope. When I got there I walked into the kitchen which required going through the sitting room, I didn't even see Hermione sitting there waiting for me.
"Who are you?" She asked, for some reason she was in a robe, but that was far from my at the moment, I didn't look like my old self! I sighed, knowing the jig was up, hopefully I could convince her to keep a secret, somehow.
"Hermione, a couple weeks ago I finally went through my inheritance, it's me Harry. I just didn't want to tell you guys because I felt like it would be weird and you wouldn't have thought it was me still." I said. She was surprised and so I walked over to the couch, bringing her with me.
"Harry?" She asked, seemingly in a daze.
"Yes, it's me." I said, looking into her dark brown eyes.
"Well, " she said, looking me up and down, "you look… nice." I looked into her eyes with blanketed surprise, was she turned on? She's married to Ron though, she can't like me! Why was she in a robe again? What's under that robe? I wonder.
"Thanks, I know it's different, but I feel more like myself now, it's hard to explain." I said, leaning in closer. Hermione smirked and I realized just what a playboy I had become, I was going to have two bitches on the side, maybe more.
"I get it." She said, her eyes not leaving mine. We moved in closer, the fire roaring, I couldn't help but think about how romantic this was, but I just wanted everyone, I knew early on no one would be able to tie me down this soon and Ginny should've known I would never be faithful. Our lips met and I realised just what was under that silky satin robe she was wearing, nothing.
"Harry?" Ginny asked coming out from her shower.
"Yes?" I asked, looking up from my book.
"Can we talk?" I inwardly groaned, this wasn't going to be good.
"Sure." I said with a fake smile, putting my book down and looking up at her as she sat down on her side of the bed.
"It's just that you've been really distant lately, and I want to know if you're okay." What to do? What to do?
"It's nothing, I've been focusing on work more because I really want that promotion, I'm sorry if I'm not paying enough attention to you." I said, leaning in close and pecking Ginny on the lips softly.
"It's okay Harry, I know how ambitious you are." She said, I was so happy she believed my lie, I couldn't believe how smoothly this was going.
"I'll show you ambitious." I growled and pounced on her, showing her just how much attention I could give her.
It was coming up to almost a month after my attack and knowing that I'm part werewolf my first turning seemed to come all to soon. I snuck out at night, going into the woods around Potter Manor and stripping, taking everything off I stood in the woods completely naked looking at the rising moon, covered by clouds. I waited feeling the cold all around me, but not feeling cold, then heating up to unimaginable temperatures when the first rays of moonlight hit, I felt like my skin was on fire. I felt my skin stretch and change, my bones break, it was pure agony. After what seemed like forever, it was all done and my mind was gone. I spent the rest of the night hunting and ripping apart the forest in rage, draining the blood from the bird of the trees. I was like a super wolf even when I wasn't at full power, I could run faster and see better than anyone in the world, it was crazy, I was like a superhuman with their senses turned up to 10000%
The next day I put on my clothes and stumbled back to the house feeling like the worst hangover ever.
"Harry, are you okay?" Ginny asked, seeing me on the couch drinking.
"I couldn't sleep last night and so I decided to have a drink, I just over did it a bit. I'm fine." I said, taking a sip of the whiskey that soothed my body.
"Harry, don't you know your limit?" Ginny asked, walking towards me and taking the drink from my hand, sipping it herself.
'Hey! You don't get to drink either. "I said taking the drink from her hand. "You have to go train and you can't be the slightest bit tipsy for that. I, on the other hand, don't have work today so I can." I said with a laugh downing the rest in one drink.
"Well, it's not going to help." She mumbled, looking at me with amused eyes despite her know-it-all voice.
"Whatever, I'll make breakfast." As I got up from the couch I felt all my bones creaking like I was fifty years older than I currently am.
When I got over to Draco's I was thankful that he wasn't at work.
"How was your first turning?" He asked as I walked in.
"Horrible, it was the most painful, violent thing I've ever done." I said, grabbing a bottle of blood and chugging it, feeling a bit better almost instantly.
"Oh, I'm sorry for that." Draco said, coming up and hugging me. I kissed him on the forehead and thought about how I was hurting Ginny, but she was more of a friends with benefits kind of person.
"Is there anyway I could make you feel better?" Draco asked with a suggestive hint in his voice.
"Well, I mean, there's one way." I said, looking down at him with a smirk.
A couple months later Draco and I got some drinks, but I still left, and I decided; slightly tipsy, to go to London and bar hop. It was close to one in the morning when I had ran into George at one of the bars closer to Diagon Alley and put on my glamor. We drank together over Fred and the others, but the night got a bit happier and a bit more eventful. We went upstairs to the hotel and rented a room. George was lying on the bed, waiting for me when my glamor came down and I had to drunkenly explain most everything to him. He was drunk to and accepted it quickly, I couldn't believe it, I was practically messing around with all my friends, I was a little whore home wrecker, but I didn't care. While I was with George I was wondering when I was going to meet with Hermione next it had been a bit and I wanted some girl other than Ginny. The next day George and I went to Brunch when we woke up and everything seemed to be just fine between us, even planning to meet up again. I was surprised, I didn't think George was bisexual like me, but it's whatever you like. I needed to stop though because if this all went to shit I wouldn't anyone left.
About three months after me and George did it he said that he felt bad and didn't want to cheat on his girlfriend anymore. I didn't care, it was reasonable and it wasn't like he was the only one I had. I was sitting on bed, willing myself to get up and start getting ready for work when Ginny finally came home from one her games. The only thing was that she wasn't suppose to come back for another two days and so I didn't have my glamor on. She was freaked out, but I explained to her most everything and she calmed down, understanding quickly.
"Well, you do look different, but I don't care. Not to be mean Harry, but I do like how you tower over me now…" She said and I raised my eyebrows, smelling her lust.
Two weeks later Ginny didn't go to practice one day and so I asked her what was wrong when she started crying, heavily.
"What's wrong Ginny? It's okay." I said holding her. I couldn't imagine what was causing her such distress.
"Harry, I'm pregnant." All the blood drained from my pale skin, good lord.
"It's okay." I said once more, but I was really trying to convince myself this time. I hadn't thought about this at all. It had been almost a year after I had changed and I thought no one could tie me down to one person, no one could hold me, but now everything has changed. I was going to be a father and I decided that I had to be faithful once more, for the child. I was going to be tied down to this child and that includes Ginny, i had to stop with all of this. Draco had been able to pay for his own apartment for months and Hermione was just a weekend amusement, but now she was friend along with Draco and George. I was a pack animal, but I need to control myself now, I had to stop with all of this. I was lost in my thoughts, I was so deep I didn't even hear Ginny stop crying.
"Well," she said, snapping me out of my trans, "at least I'm not alone."
"What do you mean?" I asked, looking down at her red, puffy eyes.
"Didn't anyone tell you? Ron and Hermione are going to have a baby and George is going to have one to." Well, dang I didn't even have to cut them out, they were pregnant by themselves, I guess George had cheated more than I thought.
"Wow, it seems like there's children in the air." I said, practically feeling my playboys slipping away by the minute.
"Oh Harry, I'm so happy I have you!" She said, squeezing me tight. I talked to her a bit more, but during the entire all I could think about was Draco and how could I possibly let him go.