Ch. 10: Consequences

Harry's stomach bulged with Cedric's cum. The wolf had never felt so full before, his fur was stained with dried cum. But it did not matter. He was Cedric's. He was finally his Alpha's mate. A sense of ownership and belongness filled him as he and Cedric ran through the woods, howling in joy. Everything was clearer, the darkness that the woods offered had gone away.

Harry could see the trees, the grass, the different shades of green and brown as bushes, grass, and trees formed together, blending into each other, yet all completely separated to create a path for the two wolves.

There was a loud, deep howl that ran through the air, Harry stopped and perked his ears up. The howl almost sounded like human words, as if it was being automatically translated into English in his mind.

"All pack members to Alpha!"

"That is my father," Cedric growled, both wolves stopping. Harry turned to be amazed at how he was able to understand Cedric while his lips barely moved, instead just growling. "He wants us all to return to him." He nuzzled against his mate and Harry yipped as Cedric moved to his backside, Harry's tail lifting automatically as Cedric pressed his nose against Harry's loose, cum-filled ass. He did not know why Cedric did it, but it felt good.

"HARRY!"

Both wolves stopped, frozen. That voice was so familiar. Harry whipped around to see a large, hulking black shaggy wolf standing near them, glaring at Cedric, while a smaller, sandy-brown wolf walked up behind him. Both looked extremely anxious and angry at the same time.

Harry opened his mouth and tried to speak, but it was difficult for him. Instead a strange barking yip came out of him. He tried several more times but failed. Instead he just stared at Uncle Sirius and Uncle Remus as they come closer to Harry and Cedric. Cedric jumped in front of Harry and growled menacingly. "Go away! Tonight, is about me and my mate!" he said.

"Out of the way, boy, Remus and I are here to bring Harry home, where he should be," Sirius said.

Both wolves were crouched low, their fangs and teeth bared as they growled at each other. They were equal height, but Harry somehow knew that Cedric was far stronger. He tried to get them to stop, yipping and barking madly, but no matter how much he could understand the words, he could not say them.

"Stop it, both of you," Remus said. "Harry, please come home… your parents came to us looking frantic. Lily was on the verge of fainting." Harry frowned and continued to bark. "Think of the words you want to say Harry," Remus growled softly, "and just let them growl out."

Harry thought of what he wanted to say, 'I'm sorry, I just wanted to be with Cedric,' opened his wolf-mouth, and growled. He heard his voice. It was broken, like a toddler learning to speak. "I sorry… be Cedric." Harry whined and hung his head.

"It will take time to get used to it Harry," Remus said. "But for now, we have to go home."

"No!"

"You have no right to speak here boy, this is a family issue," Sirius said.

"I am his family! I am his mate!" Cedric yelled.

"You're seventeen! And he's sixteen!" Sirius screamed. Cedric looked angry, very angry, and in a fit of rage he lunged towards Sirius, only for Sirius to roll out of the way. Cedric moved quickly, and the two became a single mass of tangled wolves as they tried to claw and snap at each other.

"No!"

"Stop!"

Harry tried to run to stop them both, but Remus stopped him. "You'll just get yourself hurt," he said, resting his head on top of Harry's. Harry just whined and found himself curling around his Uncle as a deeper, booming authoritarian voice growled out, "What is going on here?"

Sirius and Cedric stopped fighting immediately as The Alpha, taller than them all put together, appeared, standing at his full length. Harry stare in amazement. He thought Cedric's father was tall when he was as a human, but now as a wolf he seemed even taller. "Cedric, explain yourself."

"They are trying to take my mate away from me," Cedric panted, untangling himself from The Alpha.

"Alpha," Remus said, taking a step forward. He looked perfectly calm as he stared up at the monstrously tall wolf. "Harry snuck away from home. The Potters did not want Harry to come here on the first full moon that he has lived here. The boy suffers from anxiety, serious anxiety, that needs medication. Lily and James were worried that all of this might have been too much for Harry. They are open to him coming here, but later, after a few months of Harry living here so that there is no major shock. However, that didn't happen obviously, he is here as he snuck out. Most likely with your son's help. And now… now he is a part of our pack sooner than we hoped for. His parents and I… we talked about Harry joining the pack, and agreed that when he does, I will be explaining what will happen to him, so he can be prepared.

"His parents are frightened, they don't know if Harry is hurt, or sick, or having a mental breakdown… and their uncertainty is making them feel almost as bad as Harry does when he has an attack," Remus said. Harry looked down in shame and whined sadly, feeling incredibly guilty for making his parents feel anxious. He knew just as bad that could get. "We had to fight them to keep them in our home with Orion. So please, Sirius and I would like to bring Harry home with us."

The Alpha was quiet for a moment. Harry sniffled and found himself crying, his tears soaking his black fur. When The Alpha spoke, his words was directed towards Cedric, and Harry could feel the full venom and disappointment in them. "Cedric. You have lied to me." He turned to Remus and Sirius, who by now was standing on Harry's other side, and said, "I am sorry. My son has lied to me. I did not know of Harry's condition, nor of his parents' plan. My son has told me none of these things, except that Harry had his parents' permission to come during the full moon, as well as he had medication for slight anxiety, not the degree of which you speak of. Tonight, I have done a ritual of bringing Harry into our pack, as a human. I was not expecting or hoping for the two to mate as soon as they did. I knew that it was an inevitability, however I, like Harry's parents it seemed, hoped that it would happen so soon. Harry, I hope you accept my full apology for my actions, and any actions my son did to force himself on you."

No! He did not force himself on me! Harry thought quickly, I wanted it!

As if reading Harry's mind, The Alpha huffed, "The fact that you wanted it does not take away from my son's actions. He should have been responsible. He should have waited. You both should have waited. Mating is a sacred act, Harry. It is more than just sex. You and Cedric are now connected through a bond more powerful than any you can imagine. Your lives are now linked together. You might have thought that it was sex, but it was something more. My son should have told you this, explained everything to you. There was supposed to be a more proper, more eloquent mating ceremony akin to a wedding. Not the inauguration that I gave you tonight."

Harry whined, still looking ashamed of himself. He looked up gently to see Cedric looking equally guilty and sheepish.

"Harry," The Alpha's voice got his attention again. Go home. Go back to your parents. Do not worry about your mate, I will discipline him. Tomorrow, I would like to visit your home, and speak to you and your parents for what we will do moving forward. Don't strain yourself to speak, that will come in time, just nod your head if this is acceptable."

Harry nodded slowly.

"Then go home Harry," The Alpha said gently. Harry whined softly and turned to look at Cedric, who looked like a scared small animal as the Alpha glowered down at him. "You go home too," The Alpha commanded. "I am disappointed in you, Cedric."

"Come on Harry, let's go," Remus whispered. He nudged Harry softly to move, and the three began to move away from The Alpha, Harry sandwiched between the two.

"Are you hurt?" Sirius asked. "Did Diggory hurt you?"

"N-No," Harry whined. "I wanted it."

"Calm down Harry, we all will talk tomorrow," Sirius said. "We're just relieved to see you're ok. … Which reminds me… I'm sorry Harry, but can you lift your tail?"

My tail? Why? Harry thought, though through his weak barks he could only say, "Tail…"

"I need to check if you are pregnant," Sirius said in a serious tone. "You shouldn't be, but I would still like to check."

Pregnant!? Harry felt his anxiety start to rise again. He could get pregnant? Nobody told him about that! Cautiously, he lifted his tail. Sirius stood behind him and pressed his nose forward towards his butt. It felt odd having his uncle do this, but after a moment of sniffing Sirius said, "No worries Harry, you're not pregnant. Though I do smell Diggory all around you. It's like you took a bath in his balls."

"Sirius!"

"What? Just trying to make Harry feel better with a little humor," Sirius said.

Remus growled annoyed but said nothing. The three continued walking, the two adults pressed close against Harry, nuzzling and comforting the boy as he found himself trembling and crying. Harry did not know how long they were walking. It was odd using four paws, but somehow Harry just knew how to walk without stumbling over himself. Sirius and Remus never left his side for even an inch. Both wolves kept pressed against him, leading him and supporting him as they made their way through the dark maze that is the forest.

They've walked for what seemed like an hour until they've reached Sirius's and Remus's home. The lights were on and Harry could hear his parents fretting in there. The door opened automatically for the them when they neared it.

"Harry?"

Harry just stepped into the entrance hall when his parents appeared. The three stared at each other for a second before Lily and James collapsed on Harry, hugging him tightly. "Harry! Oh Harry, thank god you're safe. Thank God my baby boy is safe," Mrs. Potter cried as Mr. Potter said, "I'm never letting you out of my sight Harry."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Harry cried out, but it just came out as low, pitiful whines as his parents hugged him tightly, all three crying. Sirius and Remus maneuvered around the three of them, the door closing and locking by itself. Mr. and Mrs. Potter held Harry tighter, the wolf collapsing onto them as he felt his legs giving way.

"Harry, oh Harry baby what happened to you? Why did you have to go out Harry baby?" Mrs. Potter cried. "Please talk to me."

Harry opened his mouth, and again pitiful whines and soft yips came out of it. There was a bark, and the three turned to see Sirius sitting on the floor, a notepad and pen hovering next to him, the words "He can't talk yet" written on it.

"Can't talk? Is he… is he going to be mute?" Mrs. Potter asked. "Sirius what's—" her words were interrupted as the first page of the notepad tore itself off and Sirius looked at the notepad as the pen wrote again.

"He is going to be fine. For now, let him sleep. We all had an exhausting night. Use the guest room."

"Thank you, Sirius, thank you," Mrs. Potter sniffled. She and her husband dried their tears and moved to their feet.

"Come on Harry," Mr. Potter said, "I think… we all need our sleep." He patted Harry's head and kissed the top of it before leading the way to the guest bedroom on the second floor. Sirius followed the three with the pen and notebook. There was a huge dog bed in the guest room for Harry, Remus was waiting inside sitting on the floor. Mr. and Mrs. Potter sat on the queen-sized bed and looked at Sirius. "In the morning…" Mr. Potter said hesitantly, "will Harry be…"

The pen moved quickly. "Harry was naked when he shifted so he will not have clothes. In the future, when he does shift with clothes, they will stay when he shifts back."

"Ok… thanks…" Mr. Potter nodded nervously. Remus moved towards him and pushed him gently onto the bed, silently urging him to sleep. The Potters kicked off their shoes but continued sitting on the bed. It was now that Harry finally had a good look at his parents.

They both looked exhausted. Their hair was extremely disorganized, it was obvious that Mrs. Potter kept pulling her hair in worriment. There were deep bags under their eyes, canyons on their foreheads, and clothes were all ruffled, both wearing slippers. Harry frowned and whined, the guilt crushing him. I should never have left my room, he thought as he curled on the bed on the floor Remus gave him. He felt a blanket fall on him and looked up to see Mrs. Potter standing over him.

"We're just happy to see that you're safe Harry," she whispered. "Good night… I'm so sorry."

Harry whined. I'm sorry.

Fully exhausted as the night's actions caught up to them, the three Potters fell into a deep sleep.

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Harry woke up feeling warm yet oddly cold. He groaned and rubbed his head. He felt his glasses sitting on his nose as he scratched his hair.

"Morning, Harry," Sirius's voice snapped Harry up. He opened his eyes and saw that he was laying on the ground. "Ow… my butt hurts," he said.

Uncle Sirius chuckled, smiling softly, "Well considering last night, of course that would happen."

"Last night… oh right," Harry sighed. He moved to get on all fours before seeing his hands and hairless arms. "I'm… naked."

"Yeah, your parents are up, they're downstairs with Remus and Orion," Sirius said. "Just so you know, it is currently… one in the afternoon."

"I've slept that long," Harry frowned. He wrapped his blanket around himself and sat up. He looked up at his Uncle. Sirius was dressed in his normal fashion, a coffee cup in his hand as he stood in front of Harry. "I'm sorry…"

"I know Harry," Sirius said gently. "I'm sorry for ruffing up your boyfriend. But he deserves it a bit."

Harry frowned.

"Anyway Harry, your clothes are on the bed. We'll wait for you downstairs," Sirius said. He walked up to Harry and bent to kiss the top of his head, "We really are happy that you're safe, Harry," he said.

"Thank you, Uncle Sirius," Harry whispered. Sirius left, and Harry dressed slowly in silence. He slowly made his way downstairs, his rear hurting with every step as anxiety and guilt slowly filled him.

He found his parents in the kitchen sitting at a small oval wooden table with six chairs. Harry did not know what to say, so he just silently slipped into an empty chair. He kept his head down and started to play with his fingers.

"Harry, sweetie…"

"I'm sorry," Harry said.

"We know," Mr. Potter said, "Still, we need to talk about it."

"I know," Harry said. "You're both angry at me."

"No we're not angry, just… disappointed," Mrs. Potter said. Harry frowned at that but understood. He just nodded. "Though, we are glad that you are safe," he said. "Did your anxiety…"

"No, not once," Harry said, shaking his head. "I don't know why but, it doesn't act up when I'm around them. I felt nervous but… my anxiety does not act up."

"Ok… okay…" Mr. Potter said. "So you were far from having an attack last night?"

"No, I wasn't," Harry said softly.

"Well, that is one of our biggest concern," Sirius said, sitting at the table. He slid a plate of buttered toast in front of Harry. Harry took a small bite out of one.

"Yeah," Mr. Potter said, "that was our biggest concern. Harry, we didn't know what we would do if you had an attack, or worse. I mean, these are our friends, yes, but who knows what they could do if…"

"Those Weasley boys are exceptionally wild when they're like that," Sirius said. "They mean good, but their helping might have hurt you more. Especially with the claws." He wiggled his fingers lightly for emphasis. Harry just nodded again, finding himself hard to talk.

"However, you still lied to us Harry," Mrs. Potter said. "We told you that we did not want you going with Cedric during the full moon. We wanted you to wait a bit, get comfortable with Hogwarts. So… for the next two weeks, James is going to pick you up directly at the end of school, and Cedric is not allowed in your room. We've thought about not allowing him in our house at all but, Sirius told us that it wouldn't be the best idea."

"Knowing the kid, he'll just get aggravated and break in again," Sirius said. "We're a bit… territorial is a safe word I believe to use. He might mean well but, he's not going to think straight. Especially him since he's an Alpha… well supposed to be an Alpha, he's way too immature to be like his dad."

"Anyway, Harry, do you understand?" Mrs. Potter asked.

"Yeah…" Harry nodded. "I do."

"Okay… so, now about your furry little problem," Mr. Potter said a little awkwardly. "You're a werewolf now Harry… our son's a werewolf… and he's only sixteen." Harry frowned, and bit his anxiety away on his toast. "So Sirius… is there some things we should um expect?"

"Well, I think we should get the biggest concern out of the way," Sirius said. "From Orion, you can guess that, well, we can get pregnant. Luckily on the way home, I've…. Checked. He's not pregnant, and so far, he has no means of getting pregnant."

"Oh, thank god," Mrs. Potter said. Harry nodded softly. He had no idea what he would have done if he was pregnant. He didn't want to be pregnant! Not at his age! Or at all!

"What else?" Mr. Potter asked.

"He'll grow a little more fondness of meat first off," Sirius said. "His attitude is going to change a little, more wolfish, territorial… and, of course, there's the full moon. He'll be forced to change under the moonlight. I would suggest him just sleeping through it, but I guess alpha-boy will not be very happy about that. There's also the magic." He snapped his fingers and one of the pieces of toasts floated from Harry's plate and into Sirius's hand. "That will come naturally in time. But there'll be bursts of it. Stuff happening that Harry can't control."

"Like what?" Mr. Potter asked.

"Remember when we were young, and chair kept chasing your dad?" Sirius grinned.

"Before turning into a singing cup, yeah," Mr. Potter chuckled.

"Well that was me losing control," Sirius said. "Expect things like that to happen. Maybe we can ask Dumbledore to help Harry get a hold of it. He should still offer classes, that's where Remus and I went to learn magic."

"That's not a bad idea, and he's already the headmaster of Hogwarts," Mr. Potter said. He looked at Harry, "What do you say Harry? Think learning from Dumbledore would be a good idea?"

"Yeah… sure," Harry nodded. "Mum, Dad… I'm sorry…"

"It's okay Harry, it's okay," Mrs. Potter hushed. "It's in the past, what's done is done. Let's just… focusing on moving on, okay?"

"Yeah," Harry nodded softly, "okay… I'm a werewolf."

"Yes Harry," Sirius said a little loudly slapping his hand on Harry's shoulder. "You're a furry, mangy, four-legged big dog of a werewolf."

A smile slipped past Harry's lips, and Sirius squeezed his shoulder, "There's that smile of yours," he said.

"Thank you, Uncle Sirius," Harry muttered around a piece of toast before biting into it again.

"Well, I think we've covered everything we need to," Sirius said, "so what don't we—"

He was cut off by the sound of a doorbell. Sirius frowned and said a bit loudly, "Remus! Are we expecting anyone?"

"No!"

"Then I wonder who it can be," Sirius said. He stood up and said, "Potters, I'll be back," and walked away.

With his uncle gone, Harry looked up at his parents. "Mum… Dad… do you hate me?"

"Never Harry," Mrs. Potter said.

"You can do nothing to make us hate you Harry, come here," Mr. Potter said. Mr. Potter and Harry stood up, and Mr. Potter pulled Harry around the table for a hug. Harry felt like a little child again in his father's arms and couldn't help but giggle softly as he felt his father's growing belly press against him. "Dad, you're gaining weight," he whispered.

"Oh, shut up you and just hug me back," Mr. Potter groaned jokingly. The two Potter men hugged. Mrs. Potter stood up and Harry immediately latched onto her, "I'm so sorry Mum, I am," he whispered.

"It's okay dear, we're just glad you're safe."

"Uhh… sorry to break up this moment but… you have a guest," Sirius said a little nervously.

Harry turned to see that Sirius was bringing in a man who looked to be in his late forties. He was tall and incredibly handsome with jet black hair and dark eyes. He was wearing a three-piece suit and looked vaguely familiar. "It is good to see you Harry Potter," the man said. He took a step forward and offered his hand to Harry's parents first before grasping Harry's in a surprisingly strong grip.

"I am Cedric's father," the man introduced himself, "my name is Thomas Riddle, I'm the mayor of Hogwarts."

A/N: Are any of you actually surprised about this?

Phoenixfire513: Awww thanks! I hope you've enjoyed this ending as well!

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Lauren Saint: I'm glad I've helped with your day, and I like this paring too (though I love any paring with a bottom Harry). I've hoped you've enjoyed this chapter as well!

Staar: You'll see what happened to Harry, but you won't like it.

Rekboi: DAMN! Sounds like you had fun lol. And yeah, Cedric is Daddy.

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DZ2: But is he really scary? Is he?

Aiden Clearwater: Well, he's kind of grounded… parents just too worried.