'Ive loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night' Galileo

Fenrir POV

I was standing above my little mate. I was merely asserting my dominance. But then I saw his tears and heard his whimpers. He was crying. I had frightened him. I instantly felt guilt towards my sweet natured boy. I gently opened my mouth and put my jaws over his neck lightly. I licked his neck softly and then removed my mouth. I stood back and when he still hadn't moved in a few minutes I nudged his underbelly with my nose and whined at him. He slowly opened his eyes and I went into a playful stance. I never usually bother with such juvenile acts but felt like I had to make my little mate comfortable with me. He tilted his head to the side and I let my tongue loll out. He slowly got to his feet and stood shakily. I went back into a playful stance and wagged my tail. Though if anyone asked, I didn't do this. Id deny it for as long as I lived, I was not a dog, but it made my little beauty go into a slight playful position. He started to slowly creep towards me and I kept still. I knew he needed to trust me. I stood still and let him come to me. He came to stand in front of me and I looked at him. His beautiful green eyes were bigger and brighter in this form. It made him look even more attractive. And he would be mine. I sniffed up and caught the heavenly scent that id quickly associated with him and was slowly memorising as only his. He started walking around me in circles. His small paws padding around me softly. He seemed to be sniffing me. To see if I was any danger to him. I can't believe id frightened him. On our first meeting too! I vowed then and there not to make him cry because of me ever again. It was my job to protect my little pup. He seemed to be happy with my smell because he came closer to me and rested the top of his head under my chin. Another sure sign of submission. Such a good little mate. When he moved away he nipped my leg cheekily and ran away a little. Oh so that was his game? Well, I'd win. I always do. I started to chase him and we spent the rest of the night running away from and chasing each other, until we got tired and laid down together before the sun came up.

Harrys POV

I woke up still in wolf form. The sun hadn't begun to climb up the sky yet and I was warm. Too warm to be alone. I then noticed the long furry tail wrapped around me and the soft sound of a male breathing. I slowly turned my head and saw the brown and silver wolf that was slowly becoming familiar to me. Even after only one night. I'd never woken up with another wolf before and rather than feeling frightened like I would have if id woken up with another human, even in human form, I felt calm and safe. And dare I say it, loved. This is what made me nervous. I wanted to get away. Before this wolf realised I was a wizard and before he realised I wasn't worth being around anymore. That's what the wizards felt. I'd done my duty, id killed Voldemort. I was of no use to them. Not anymore.

I slowly got up and edged away to my tent, just as the sun came up and I transitioned back into my human form. I was so tired even though I slept last night as my wolf. I went into my tent and curled up in my bed. The heating charm id placed upon the interior of the tent was still working and made me smile sleepily and contentedly. I fell asleep with the developing feeling of loneliness and the need for protection.