Seems I forgot to mention last time the whole disclaimer thing. Fenrir and Luna and Hagrid and anyone else in the story except Asher and the future pack-people all belong to Jo, that lucky bitch. Believe me, if I did own them, Luna would be a Goddess and Fenrir would be so very attractive.

Anyways, thanks very much to the people who reviewed between yesterday and today. While this may seem like a snappy upload, it's only because I'm still interested in the plot. Once I find something else to obsess about, updates will slow down, but I'll try hard to keep posting at least once every two weeks and the most super latest.

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The day after Asher had his run in with Fenrir, he had the displeasure of having to walk within sight of the Forest to get to his Herbology class in the second greenhouse. As he neared the Forest, a shiver ran down his spine, and he knew he was being watched. Asher didn't think Fenrir would be so careless as to drag him into the Forest while he was with other people, but he quickened his steps anyways. It was times like these that he wished roller skates actually worked well on grass and dirt.

For the next week, he tried hard to avoid going anywhere near the Forbidden Forest. Whenever Luna asked him if he wanted to come and feed the Thestrals, even though he couldn't see them, he politely declined and asked about the nargles. Luna was always willing to talk about the nargles. Asher even resorted to making up excuses and missing class, which Ravenclaws never did, whenever Care of Magical Creatures brought them close to the edge. But he knew it wouldn't last.

'Goddamn Ravenclaw spirit making me need to know what is going on in my classes…' Asher thought as he mournfully walked next to Luna, the two of them on their way to Care of Magical Creatures.

"You've been acting strange recently, Ash." Luna's misty voice broke through Asher's inner-complaining. "Did something scare you in the Forest?" Asher looked across into Luna's concerned and glazed over eyes. Sometimes, Asher swore the girl was psychic.

"Hmm, no, not really." Luna's gaze continued to bore into Asher's. "Okay, yes, fine, I went looking for you and ran into something distinctly not you. But it isn't anything major." Asher made a dismissing motion with his hand, and the two continued to walk on. Asher felt like he was being watched again.

Just as the two got to the entrance of the fenced in space next to Hagrid's hut, Luna stopped and grabbed hold of Asher's hand. Asher stopped and looked at Luna, slightly confused but not at all startled.

"Sometimes the things we fear and hate turn out to be something we misunderstood." Luna said sagely. The quirky blond squeezed Asher's hand before skipping into the fenced area. Asher blinked a few times, before following her in to await the arrival of their teacher.

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The class started off as it always did. Professor Hagrid came stumbling in, looking as happy and large as always. After apologizing for being late, Hagrid told the students what they would be learning about today. Luna's face brightened up, while Asher's fell.

'Thestrals. Of course the day I decided not to skip is the day we actually goinside the Forest…' Asher thought darkly as he followed a joyous Luna into the Forest. The feeling of being watched increased dramatically. Asher was almost inclined to go and cower close to Hagrid, but decided that if it was Fenrir watching him, he didn't want to appear weak. So he held his head high and followed.

After a few minutes of walking, the class stopped at an apparently empty field. Well, almost everyone stopped. Luna kept skipping into the middle of the clearing, and Hagrid almost said something, but when one of the Thestrals walked up to Luna and nuzzled her hand, Hagrid decided that she was safe, so he instead turned to the class.

"Alright then class, here we have some thestrals. Now, how many of you can see 'em?" Only a few hands came up. Hagrid proceeded to tell the class all about the thestrals, but Asher zoned out. He already knew most of this from Luna. Speaking of whom, the blond girl raised her hand in the middle of Hagrid's speech.

"Yeah, Luna?" Hagrid never bothered calling people by their last names.

"Can we ride them?" Luna's misty voice sounded distracted, as she was still petting the skeletal horses. Hagrid looked caught off guard for a few seconds, before a large smile broke onto his face. All the students except Luna groaned. A smiling Hagrid normally meant the students were about to be in mortal danger.

"Right good idea there, Luna! Reminds me of when Harry rode on a hippogriff. Now then, who would like to ride on one? Even those who can't seem 'em are welcome to." Hagrid said joyfully, as if he didn't just suggest that some people ride an invisible horse. Only one person raised their hand; Ginny Weasely. And Asher knew that the only reason she would ride on one is because she's ridden on one before. When Asher's eyes met Luna's, she tried to transmit a pleading look. Asher sighed and raised his hand as well.

"Good good, come on Ginny and Asher, let's pick you out a ride!" Asher and Ginny walked over to Luna and the Thestrals, flashing a smile at each other. When they were close, Ginny leaned in and asked Luna if she could have the thestral she rode before. Luna sent a glance at Asher, who nodded. Once before, he had ridden a thestral at Luna's request. He had actually enjoyed the ride, although Luna had light bruises from how hard Asher had held on to her. This time, there would be no crazy blond girl to hold onto.

Luna guided Ginny to her thestral, and Hagrid helped her up onto the gaunt frame. The two repeated the process with Asher. Once Luna was securely on her favorite Thestral, lying almost flat on her stomach, Hagrid told them not to go very far. Asher knew he didn't really have to bother with giving directions; the thestral would take him wherever it wanted to go, and after a few minutes he would kindly ask it to return him to the clearing.

The three thestrals lined up, and the three 5th years shared a glance and a smile before urging their rides forward. The thestrals galloped a little before spreading their large, leathery wings and took to the sky. Ginny started laughing, Luna looked as if she was off somewhere else, and Asher was squeezing so tight onto the horse's neck that he was afraid it'd get angry. Luckily, it didn't seem to mind. After calming down a little, Asher looked down through the invisible creature and smirked a little.

'It looks like I'm flying by myself while looking extraordinarily constipated. Magical life is so glamorous…'

After a few minutes, Ginny pointed off somewhere and her thestral turned and followed her finger; Asher could just barely see what he thought was a blue car trucking through the Forest. Shrugging and dismissing it, he turned to Luna. The girl caught his gaze and mouthed the word 'Goobye' to Asher. Asher was confused, briefly, as even if she were to part now it wasn't really enough for a goobye, but thought nothing serious of it. Luna must have telepathically communicated something to her thestral, because without warning it took off in another direction. Asher's smirk faded a little.

'Not as fun when you're alone…riding an invisible horse that is apparently freaky looking…and above a Forest where there's a creepy werewolf.'

Asher looked down at the landscape of the Forbidden Forest. This far in, the trees had become rather thick, but a little ways ahead there was a clearing. Asher's eyes lit up once he got close enough to see what was in the clearing.

'Orchids! Mum loves orchids! After five years, she still gets sad when I have to come here for so long. Why they're growing here, I have no clue. But hey, magic makes things wonky. Hmm, I doubt Mr. Stranger Danger is close by, so it's probably safe. Plus I have this fierce steed to defend me.'

Asher pointed a finger down to the orchid field and whispered where he assumed the thestrals ear would be that he would like to stop down there real quick. The thestral swooped down and made a descent towards the clearing. As they were descending, Asher was formulating a plot for how to get back onto the invisible thestral. Neither rider nor thestral, however, noticed the large, silver wolf that had started running towards them.

Once on the ground, Asher slowly dismounted the dark horse. Keeping a hand on the thestral, to make sure it didn't run off, Asher led it over to the small field of Orchids. Bending down to pick some up, Asher thought he heard the sounds of a four legged creature running. Standing up and turning around, Asher only caught a flash of silver before a heavy weight landed on his chest and his head snapped back and hit the ground hard, knocking him out. The silver beast currently standing over Asher turned and growled threateningly at the thestral. The thestral made a clacking noise before quickly flying off in the direction of the rest of its herd.

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Fenrir was absolutely enraged that his mate had gotten away from him. Obviously he had underestimated his little mate. Next time they met, the wand would be the first thing to come off. A grin slid over Fenrir's face. He couldn't wait to take some…other things off of Asher.

Fenrir knew that he couldn't just walk up to Hogwarts to take back his mate, so he hung around the edges, waiting for his mate to come into the Forest. Frequently he saw him walking to classes, but never close enough to grab, and always with other people. So Fenrir waited, slowly growing more and more agitated that his mate wasn't getting close enough. But he wasn't outright angry at the young boy; that's not how mates worked. But he did take out his frustrations on the rest of his pack, scratching and biting when they got too annoyed him.

Finally, after a torturing week of being without his newfound mate, Fenrir spotted Asher walking next to a blond girl he had seen in the Forest. The blond girl always smelt faintly like his mate, whose scent he had committed to memory, and Fenrir briefly considered abducting her for questioning, but decided that not only would it draw unwanted attention to his spying; and his mate probably wouldn't like it if he hurt his friend.

Fenrir snarled, and nearly leapt from his hiding place, when he saw that blond bitch hold onto the hand of his mate.No one was allowed to touch his mate excepthim! Fenrir calmed down fractionally when the blond let go of his mate and skipped into the fenced in clearing. The confused look on his mate's face melted away the angry.

'Cute pup…seems he's affecting me already. ::snort:: Cute? I hate cute. Except on him…'

When the large oaf of a teacher told the class that they would be learning about thestrals, Fenrir once again almost gave away his place by almost howling in happiness. His mate would soon be in the Forest! Now, he just had to figure out a way to get him alone…

Growling out quick orders to the rest of his pack, the Alpha werewolf set off to pursue his mate at a safe distance. When the group stopped, and the half-giant asked who could see the thestrals, Fenrir was pleased that his mate didn't raise his hand. It meant that he was probably innocent and pure. Fenrir grinned again. Then, the silver haired man noticed that Asher seemed rather skittish.

'Hmm, seems he knows he's being watched. Smart pup…'

Fenrir frowned and started growling when his little mate raised his hand to ride the thestral.

'He should not be riding any sort of flying creature, let alone one he can't see' Fenrir growled as possessive rage filled his body when that damn half-giant had his grubby hands all over his mate, helping him onto the beast he shouldn't have been on at all. The werewolf growled again when his mate, along with the blond bitch and some red head, took off on the thestrals. Fenrir's bone structure quickly changed as the man grew silver fur, changing into a wolf form. Fenrir smirked again on the inside at the envious stares he got from his pack. While most werewolves can only change into their wolf during the full moon, some werewolves could figure out the trigger on how to do it outside of the moon. It was harder for some, and easier for others. All Fenrir had to do was think about killing, and he could change.

Sticking his nose into the air and sniffing, Fenrir found the faint scent trail the thestral and his mate were leaving behind. With a quick growl that told the pack to stay where they were, Fenrir bounded after his airborne mate.

Fenrir was barely tired when both of the girls that his mate was flying with branched off, leaving him alone. Now all Fenrir needed was for that stupid thestral to get low enough for Fenrir to jump and retrieve his mate. Much to the werewolf's happiness, Asher did more than that. Up head, Fenrir spotted, and smelt, the collection of orchids, and would have laughed, had he been in human form. Seems his flighty mate was stopping in the middle of a dangerous Forest to pick some flowers. Jealousy momentarily flashed through Fenrir's mind as he thought that maybe Asher was picking them up for someone from school, but pushed it aside, as he hadn't seen his mate being particularly touchy with anyone.

Fenrir's amber eyes flicked to the thestral. The creature seemed unaware of his presence, and he doubted that it would attack him. Even so, Fenrir changed his course so that he would approach his mate without having to get past the thestral.

Just as his mate was getting up from picking up some flowers, offering Fenrir a rather tantalizing view, Fenrir jumped and pushed his front paws onto Asher's thin shoulders, causing the young boy to fall back and get knocked out. Fenrir wasn't concerned, as he knew that the blow wasn't enough to cause damage. Turning around from his post atop his mate, Fenrir raised his hackles and growled at the thestral. The thestral gave an annoyed couple of clicks before flying off, presumably to alert its human friend over the abduction of Asher.

Fenrir was unconcerned; he would have his mate far away from this spot soon. Howling loudly to alert his pack to his position, Fenrir changed back into a naked man. Fenrir's rough hands reached down and he gently picked up his mate, cradling the much smaller figure with his large arms. The silver head leaned down a took a long sniff of Asher's neck, causing the man to shudder in pleasure and let loose a deep growl.

"Mine."

So I am absolutely convinced that Luna is psychic or something. The larger plot, outside of Asher and Fenrir making the beast with two backs, will be introduced shortly, and it will change this whole thing into a slight AU of the normal canon. Don't worry though, it'll be fun.

Notes on Hagrid: I know he has this weird accent/style of being written but I was just like, Well he's fine with a few apostrophes here and there. I doubt it's too atrocious, but I realize that it isn't exactly how he would talk.

And did anyone else love the way Luna rides her Thestral in the fifth movie? She's pure magic

I'm so sick of writing the word thestral. Reviews, however, I could write forever if you do them. If you don't, I'll just write down depressing things from the seventh book.

LONG A/N IS LONG