Just a note: Even though this is a short story, I'm having a lot of fun writing it. I know, every chapter has a lot of SMUT, but, Fenrir just has me lusting after his sexy body! Hehe I'm so evil…

AND YES…all of the HP characters are VERY OOC! Just cause I can

CHAPTER 3

Fenrir's POV

Waking, after our exhausting love making session, I found myself staring at the beautiful figure nestled closely to my chest. I couldn't have asked for anything better to do than to watch her sleeping form. Knowing she was feeling better, her body had started getting the better of me. Every time that she would sigh and wiggle closer to my body, my cock started aching to be inside her. Twitching, he sprang to life wanting to be tended to. Jerica's scent didn't help me much either. Not being able to stand it any longer, I gently pushed her on her back and spread her legs for me to climb between. I softly touched her bare mound, rubbing her to prepare her for a very pleasurable awakening. I wanted her prepared, not that she wasn't already, but I just had to taste her sweet juices again. I went down on her still sleeping form and started eating her out and fucking her with two of my fingers. Even in sleep she could drown me with her juices. If that were how I would die, then I would welcome it openly.

Her scent was so alluring that after her orgasm I pulled myself up. My cock had a mind of its own, knowing instinctively where it wanted to go. I slowly pressed my cock into her, hearing her gasp in her sleep. I had noticed a smile spread across her lips, and I wondered if she were waking. I nestled my face into her neck, gently kissing her as I slowly made love to her.

I didn't realize she woke a few moments later until she spoke. "Oh, Fen…" bucking her hips up as I thrust into her felt so pleasurable. "…I love feeling you in me. I love the way you woke me." I loved it when her juices sprayed my cock. It almost always made me want to fuck the living hell out of her. "I am a very bad girl today, Fen. Punish me…Please?"

Deviously smiling, I pulled away from her looking into her eyes. "Very naughty girls get fucked. And I like punishing the naughty girl who is under me."

She was more than ready to take my seed in her. Even if she didn't know it, her body was ready to be impregnated by my seed. For hours on end I took her roughly, spraying my seed inside her every time I would thrust deep enough into her that I thought I would explode. Even as I came inside her, I could feel her nearing her peak of pleasure. Drowning her with my seed, I kept my cock deep within her, grinding hips into her knowing that this would be the best orgasm she had experienced. Even after she did, I couldn't pull out. I was still feeling my seed releasing from my cock and started to jerk convulsively. Her muscles were milking me dry, taking in every ounce of what I had within me. Even if she didn't want to become a mother yet, she was going to be and it made me smile.

I felt as if I were going to pass out, and I instinctively flipped her over so she was on top. She didn't scream as I wondered if I made her pass out. In a matter of seconds, I was out.

Hours later, I woke. Jerica was no where to be seen and definitely not on top of me. I decided to pull myself out of bed to go in search of her. Upon entering the kitchen (fully dressed this time), I pushed open the door noticing the most magnificent woman cooking. Never looking up from the stove, I snuck up behind her and wrapped my arms around her.

I couldn't help but chuckle as she jumped from my unexpected touch. "Good evening, love."

Turning her head, I leaned in to receive her loving greeting. Once satisfied, she whispered, "It is a wonderful evening."

Lost in thought as I always am when I am near her, pecking had entered my ears. With one quick kiss I looked to the window. I pulled away and let in the raven that had a message wrapped around its leg. I pushed it back out the window, giving it one more glance. It was a lucky creature, because if Jerica would not have been here, I would have eaten it without a second thought.

Swearing under my breath, I stared at the note that I had just read. These people really piss me off when they summon me to a meeting while I had only just returned to my mate only a few hours ago! I turned to Jerica, but did not look at her.

"What is it my extremely horny animal?" She started walking over to me.

I let out an exasperated sigh. I felt her hands on either side of my face as she pulled my face up to look into my eyes. "I have a meeting to attend to." My anger faded as I'd seen the look of disappointment in her eyes. Mine were full of sadness knowing I had to leave. "I'm sorry, Jerica. But I must go."

Looking away from me, she said, "I understand." Turning, she walked back to the stove and resumed her cooking. "When do you have to leave?"

Walking behind her, I kissed the base of her neck, nuzzling my face into her for a few seconds before I spoke. "I should have left a few moments ago." Turning her head, she looked into my eyes, and she looked as if she were going to start crying again. "I love you."

Turning around again, she wrapped her arms around me. I pulled her tightly to me letting her know that I did not want to leave her. "I love you too, Fen. Always remember that." I always loved when she called me by this little nickname of hers. I never allowed anyone else to call me Fen. It was always "Alpha or sir".

Reluctantly stepping back a few feet, I smiled to her. "And you remember as well that I will always love you, my wife to be." I disaperated to the location of the meeting.

Jerica's POV

Feeling lost the second Fenrir disaperated I tried to keep myself composed. "He'll be home soon." Yes, I do talk out loud to myself.

Although I knew what he was, that didn't mean I didn't love him any less. I felt more love for him now that I knew. He needed my love now more than ever, and that is exactly what I was going to do the minute apperated home.

Waiting for his return, I couldn't wait any longer and ate by myself. It was becoming more and more frequent lately, even going to bed made me hurt.

As morning came I woke in my usual hazy state, turning to wrap my arms around my lover, and wrapped my arms around nothing. Where was he? Why did he not return home for me to endlessly love him?

With a sigh, I put on my robe and journeyed to the kitchen. Making myself a pot of coffee, I carried my cup to the table noticing the morning Prophet waiting for me. As I sat, I picked it up in my hands. Opening it, I had seen the page full of pictures. I do not know how many there were, I just started scanning them until I found the one that made me gasp. My Fenrir was there, snarling at me. Shock over took me as the paper dropped to the table. My hand over my mouth, I grazed over the caption under his picture.

Fenrir Greyback-Arrested for cold blooded murder on at least forty witches, wizard and muggles. Best known for avenging those who anger him by infecting their children. This dangerous half-breed is to be notoriously dangerous.

Date set for hearing: 28, August, 1971.

Today! Like it or not, I'm going to be there for him. Come hell or high water, I will support the man I love, no matter what he has done.

Quickly as I could, I ran to the bedroom, dressing in one of the dresses that Fenrir loved to see me in.

Arriving at the Ministry of Magic, I started walking to the lower level of the building that held the courtrooms. Sitting on one of the benches as people started arriving, I waited as patiently as I could for my Fenrir.

Not noticing the peoples faces who were bustling around me, someone finally spoke. "Good morning, Miss Winters."

Looking at my lap, I finally looked up. "Morning, Headmaster. What brings you here?"

"Part of the Wizengamots, I'm afraid." Headmaster Dumbledore had just received the position from the school as Headmaster Dippet retired.

Sighing, I looked to the entrance. "Part of Fenrir's jury and executioners."

His hand touched the top of mine in a comforting way. "He always kept himself composed at school. It is a shame."

I looked back at the newly appointed Headmaster. "He is my everything, sir. I-I never knew about his other side until just recently." I looked away and suddenly gasped when I had seen Fenrir being accompanied by many Aurors. The room exploded in an uproar the second someone caught site of him.

Being in a position as to where I could see his face, I watched them sit him rather forcefully into a chair that was in the middle of the room. Intently watching, I had seen them roughly place his hands on the arms of the chair and chain him to it in case he had an outburst to attack.

Fenrir's POV

Shortly after arriving at my destination last night, I, along with a few other Death eaters were caught torturing a high ministry official-I being one of the biggest threats.

Knowing I'd be going to Azkaban Prison, my thoughts instantly went to my mate. Jerica-so loving gave me the most amazing gift I could ever receive-her heart.

Not once did I ever want to rip her throat out. She always kept my wolf at bay-unless she were in heat. Yesterday had been the only time she had made me want to stay in bed with her. Not only to mate (which she did not know of), but also to let her know that I have always loved her more than anything this world had to offer.

If I were to have the choice of having a single person to infect, or my Jerica, I would not hesitate. My Jerica would always be my first choice.

Taking a deep breath after being shackled into the chair in the courtroom, I could smell her here. I had to keep myself in check-if only for her. Then the questioning started. They were thrown at me quickly and I couldn't answer any of them. They wanted gruesome details and I did not want my mate-my Jerica to hear every detail of how I had killed these people.

I looked p at the Minister of Magic and growled. "Get her out of here!" I saw his shocked look at my demand. "I will not answer any questions until my mate is removed!"

"Answer the questions, Greyback!"

"Remove my mate and I will answer!" Slowly I turned to stare at Jerica. I could see the love she had for me pouring out of her eyes as she cried freely. Instinctively, I growled up at her seeing Dumbledore comforting MY mate. I started fighting against the shackles wanting to remove her myself. "OUT! Get Jerica out of here!"

Jerica's POV

They removed me. I couldn't believe what they had done just to get Fenrir to answer their damned questions! Being placed in a room away from where the trial had been going on, I sat. I sat and waited for it to be over.

Not knowing how long I had been in this room, the door opened and Aurors started filing in and then I'd seen him. Fenrir looked so tired. More tired than I had ever seen him before in our relationship.

The Aurors nodded toward me and started filing out. Once the door had been closed, his shackles disappeared and his arms and legs were free to move.

Fenrir's head hung, making me feel that this would be the last time I would see him. "You're disappointed in me, aren't you?"

Not moving from his spot, looking defeated. I slowly walked to him placing my hands on either side of his face. "Never." I choked out in a whisper. His hands hug to his sides as I finally made him look at me through his eyelashes. "I have never, nor will you ever make me feel that way toward you." Pulling him down, I attacked his lips as if it would be the last time I would be able to taste him.

Automatically, his hands were around my waist bringing me as close to him as possible. When our lips parted from the others, I heard him sniffle. "They asked if I had any requests before sending me on my way to Azkaban."

Nuzzling his face into my neck, I finally heard him cry. "What was your request, my love?"

Minutes passed and he pulled away. Instinctively, I wiped the tears under his eyes. Reaching for my hands, he brought them to his lips, kissing them both lovingly. With his eyes closed he answered. "To marry you, if you will marry this evil, vile creature that stands before you."

"Fenrir Greyback." Instantly his eyes met mine. I only looked at him with all the love I could send to him through my eyes. "I would marry you every day for the rest of our lives if I could."

Chuckling he kissed me as the door opened. "Shall we begin?" The Minister of Magic asked. He married us surrounding us with ministry officials, or so I thought. I was only looking at my new husband the entire time. People around us were just a blur to me.

Once the ceremony had concluded, we kissed as everyone left the room. Apparently they were going to let us spend some time together before he had to leave. "Do you know how long we have?" Tears were starting to form in my eyes.

Fenrir pulled me close to him and placed his cheek on my head. "Looks as if we might have one more night together."

Pulling myself away, I looked up at him. He nudged his head to the side, and as soon as I turned my head I had see a huge bed. Fenrir picked me up, carrying me to the bed. He pulled the covers down, placing me in bed and joining me. Both of us fully dressed he covered us up then reached in my pocket for my wand. Flicking it, he removed out clothes and gently placed it on the table.

"Are there eyes all around us?" he climbed on top of me as I asked, then nuzzled his head in his favorite resting place and nodded.

He kissed my neck for a few seconds the pulled away gazing lovingly into my eyes. "I want to make love to you all night my beautiful wife." his smile so sweet, I would never get enough of him. "I will love you till the day I die."

Smiling deviously, I pulled myself up only inches to kiss his lips. "Are you sure you only want to make love to me?"

Giving me that shy look I loved so much, he smiled up at me through his eyelashes. "No." I could feel the head of his cock at my entrance. "I want to fuck you too."

"No you won't." My smile never faltered until Fenrir rammed his rather large appendage deep inside me.

He growled at me as he pumped me with his well endowed, beastly sized manhood. "You don't think so?"

Stopping his fucking session, I grabbed the blankets and covered us completely. If the ministry officials wanted a show, they were going to have to use their imaginations. "Continue your brutal assault you mangy mutt." He growled and started driving his cock in me with a heavy passion.

Animal grunting from under the covers, I couldn't help but give in, screaming as I released my love on him. Once I pulled the covered back, because I needed air and to cool down, I'd seen him baring his teeth at me, which made me silently giggle.

Fenrir's POV

Wanting to give the officials a good show, I flipped Jerica over. I pushed her up for them to get an excellent view of her big tits and petite frame. "Damn baby. You feel so fucking good grinding my cock in your pussy."

By the smile on my face, she had gotten the hint. She stopped, removed my hands from her tits and forcefully pulled them over my head. "Don't you dare move."

I was loving every second of her driving my cock deeper and deeper into her wanting pussy. It drove me over the edge when she started rubbing her tits with her own hands. "Mine." I started growling.

Leaning over, pulling out of me, she hovered over my face. "If these are yours…" She moved away letting her tits graze across my face. "…then this…" she sheathed my cock so deep in her pussy, I could swear I was in her womb. "…is mine." her voice was so sultry, it made me want to fuck the living hell out of her.

Done with her teasing, I grabbed her, pulling her to my lips. "I want you on your hands and knees."

Jerica pulled herself off me getting into position. Behind her now, I leaned over hear and filled her completely over and over again. I rubbed her clit as I violated her opening, finally feeling her juices gush from within her. Lifting my fingers to my mouth, I licked her essence from my fingers letting out a sensual growl.

Knowing she was getting tired, I pulled her up grabbing her under her shoulders. Driving my shaft deeper into her still, I started rubbing her tits with one hand and pleasuring her clit with the other. Her head falling back against my chest, I started sucking on the flesh on her neck.

"Fenrir." He voice is so damn sexy when we are one.

"Shhh. Let me mate with you my precious wife. I love you so very much."

"Fenrir, I love you. Don't ever leave me."

Gently I pulled out of her, laying her on her back. I started slowly making love to her again. Hating what I were about to say, my voice crackled. "I will never leave you, my beautiful wife."

Ministry officials let us spend the rest of the evening together. I am only to appreciative that they let me have one request, which actually became two. One; I married my beautiful mat. Two; they let me become one with her before being sent off, never seeing her again.

Jerica's POV

Waking next to my new husband, I remembered where we were. Starting to cry in his arms, I felt him pull me closer to his chest.

Lifting my chin, with the help of Fenrir's finger tips we gazed into each others eyes. "Do not cry my beauty."

Tears fell freely from my eyes. They just wouldn't stop. I am losing the man I love. For how long, I have no clue. "I am lost without you."

"As I am you, Jerica." he attacked my lips, leaving an imprint on us both before he had to part from me.

Aurors came in while we were still in bed. Fenrir kissed me, tucking the covers tightly around me. Getting out of bed, he had stood in all his glory. Chuckling in his evil way he made sure each of the men saw how well endowed he actually was. As I looked to the men, they looked a taken aback as to how I could have ever taken all of his appendage completely in me.

Giving me one last kiss after dressing, he kissed me once more, I had gotten on my knees, one for another taste of his lips that would have to last for who knows how long, and secondly to give him one last touch of my naked body with his hands.

"If I am allowed visitors, I will see you-all of you soon." He slowly wrapped the blankets around my naked torso. "I will always love you."

They took him away from me! I grabbed my wand, dressing myself quickly with it and rushed out of the room. I'd seen Fenrir in the middle of the Aurors as they surrounded him to take him to Azkaban.

I knew they had him bound in chains. They had stopped, and Fenrir turned his head to the side, his eyes closed. "I will see you again, my precious Jerica." In a snap, they were gone.

During the following month, the Ministry of Magic kept me informed to how Fenrir had been doing. Not that there had been much, although they stated it would not be possible for me to visit him, since his behavior was becoming more and more aggressive and they did not want me harmed. The report had ended with them telling me they had to place Dementors around his cell to keep him from being so aggressive that he would kill again.

Also, I had been receiving visitors. People I had never met, but, they knew Fenrir well. I started to enjoy their companionship as they always would tell me humorous things about my husband. For some reason, I felt thankful that the Malfoy's-Lucius and Narcissa mostly came to make sure I had been eating.

Not knowing if my new extended family had been overly feeding me after months had passed, I started gaining a bulge around the middle of my waist.

One day, Narcissa had been the first to comment on it. "Jerica, do you think you might be with child?"

Laughing at first, I then started crying. I was starting to think I had the muggle disease, bipolar disorder. Happy one moment, sad the next, and then-then I wanted to literally rip a person apart if they so much as looked at me wrong.

"Come, Jerica. Sit down and we shall find out." Lucius removed his wand from his cane. "Lay on the sofa and I will check." I did as he asked, watching him wave his wand around my stomach.

"Wait!" Shocked, I swear something moved. Lucius stopped and they both stared at me. "I think…I think I am." Touching my stomach it started feeling as if a war was going on inside me. "Something is moving!"

It had been months since the hearing and Narcissa softly touched my stomach and smiled. "How long do you think?"

I sniffled. "Since he was taken to Azkaban." Narcissa helped me to the sitting position, then hugged me tightly.

"Everything will be alright, Jerica." Lucius was sitting beside me. "We will help you throughout the remainder of your pregnancy."

"And I…" Narcissa smiled. "…will help you after the child is born." She looked to her husband who I noticed nod. "If you would like, we would love to have you live with us."

"I could never impose." I looked down at my stomach, As I rubbed it, Fenrir came to my mind. He has given me the most precious gift I will ever receive from him-his child.

Once I had moved in to one of the many rooms in the Manor, I had quickly been spoiled by their house elves. I'm sure they had been ordered to pamper me, but I always had shown my appreciation to them all.

Lucius would continuously make trips to the prison, collecting information on each prisoner. The first time he had told me he would be visiting, I became angry that he did not give me time to make my Fenrir a basket filled with his favorites, and my love. After that, he always made sure he informed me. I would always send notes that would rest on the top of the basket for him to read before devouring my homemade goods.

Never would I receive a reply, only word from Lucius sending Fenrir's love, and how thought of me in his mind kept him alive. Lucius had also told me that Fenrir longs to hold me in his arms. Those nights upon his return, I would lay in bed crying for my husband.

Months past as I had finally given birth to the baby that waged a constant war against my insides. The labor was grueling, but once I'd seen my child and held him in my arms, I instantly fell in love with him.

My little Demitri had looked just like his father. It made me miss Fenrir more and more.

Years went by, my little pride and joy grew like a Devils snare. He had been accepted to Hogwarts and at the age of just over eleven, he stared his first year.

Lost and alone in the house I shared with Fenrir, I started drinking. I stopped eating almost entirely and drank to fight the loneliness. I just didn't care anymore.

Narcissa's POV

Lucius decided we should pay a proper visit to Jerica during the November that little Demitri started school. I made the house elves prepare a meal, informing them who it was for. Little to my amusement, the little prats started smiling and dancing around the kitchen the instant I had mentioned her name. I walked from the kitchens to make myself ready and gather some things I knew Jerica would love to have in her possession. I thought of her now as a sister. I loved her as much as I did my baby sister Bellatrix.

We had arrived an hour later, knocking on the door to Jerica's house. She did not answer, so Lucius opened the door and called her name. "Jerica, are you home?" We walked in, hoping we weren't catching her sleeping.

We weren't expecting what to see what we saw. Jerica was slouching on the sofa with a bottle of fire whiskey of all things hanging from her hand and tears running down her face. I had walked over to her in a rush and took the bottle from her hand. "Leave me be." She cried as if she had lost everything.

"Jerica, you have not lost anything." I whispered to her as gently as I could. I looked over at Lucius. "Come help me, darling, please."

I don't think she knew we were here, but she did know someone was here with her. "Just let me die. I will never be able to see Fenrir again…" Her crying had gotten harder, and it made my heart break. "…and my baby…he's gone to Hogwarts. Soon I will be left to die alone."

"You will not be alone, Jerica." Lucius knelt in front of her. He pulled her up to look at him and she burst out screaming. "I will go pack you a bag and you will be staying with us for the school year. Once we arrive at the manor, we will owl both Draco and Demitri informing them that Demitri will be traveling home with Draco for the Christmas Holidays."

The poor dear could only nod as she cried. Lucius went straight to the bedroom and packed her bag quickly. Once he was downstairs and ready to apperate home, Jerica insisted he go back upstairs. "Please, if I stay with you, I want some of the Fenrir's things. They are on the bed-they smell like him." She started in crying harder than ever before. We had to get her to Azkaban soon to see him. It has been well over eleven years since she had seen him. I didn't much care for him, but, with him being the brawn of the Death Eaters, he was some what welcome into our home. But seeing Jerica this way, made my heart break. If I were to be out free, and my Lucius in Azkaban…well lets just say I probably would be much worse than what Jerica has been. She has kept herself together for the most part. That is until now.

"Come my little sister." Never had I called her that, but I felt it appropriate now. She lifted her head, looking into my eyes. "Yes, I said my little sister." I smiled at her, wrapped my arms around her tightly in a hug.

Minutes past as we stayed embraced as I consoled her. "I have everything that I can find that will remind you of you love, Jerica." Lucius finally descended the last stair and walked to us. "Clothes and pictures of the two of you are in your bag. Now, I say we bring you home with us, and we will feed you and entertain you until you burst with happiness."

Every year after this, Jerica would come to our home, very much invited after Demitri had boarded the train. Oh, I never mentioned. Demitri had been placed in Slytherin and he and Draco were the best of friends.

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, it was eleven pages on my microsoft works :) Thanks for reading and feel free to review :)