Chapter 26

Edited: 01/12/17 10:22 AM

Warnings: Basic plot, mentions of lemons, mild angst, bestiality, voyeurism

Harry was snuggled up against Remus' side, almost purring from the smooth strokes of rough callused fingers gliding from his ribs to his hip. Remus had come to him and asked him about how he was feeling, and Harry did the one thing he could think to distract him; pulled the older man into bed and gave them both what they had been wanting but avoiding as the moon got closer.

"Remind me to ask you why you're nervous again in the future." Remus whispered in a teasing tone, chuckling when Harry nudged him with a huff. He was pleasantly worn out but in a good way, his body throbbing from the rough treatment. Remus had tried telling Harry that the closer to the moon he got, the more Moony was in control of his more primal instincts. So after an hour of being ravished, Harry wasn't going to complain. Stroking his fingers up and down Remus' forearm, which was thrown over his naked torso; Harry sighed and leaned back into the full heat of Remus' body happily.

"I'm not so nervous about Moony, by the way; just about the others watching us." Remus hummed a word of acknowledgement, nuzzling his face into Harry's neck where he had marked him. Moony would mark halfway on it, making the marks look like interlocking circles.

"I can understand, even if Moony doesn't completely. He's just excited about finally getting to have you. He's pushed from day one for us to be together, which I am thankful for of course. I just don't want you to be hurt." Remus murmured softly, kissing along Harry's neck and grinning at the chills that trailed down the smaller male's body.

"I know Moony would never hurt me, just like I know you would never hurt me." Harry whispered, turning in Remus' arms to face him with a smile. Tightening his arms around Harry to bring him even closer, Remus placed a soft kiss to Harry's lips.

"I'm glad you believe in me." Remus whispered harshly, rolling on his back to pull Harry on him to straddle his lap.

"What do you say I get back to having you ready for tonight?" Remus whispered voice thick with lust. Harry whimpered, grinding his already slick and stretched opening against the thickness that he sat upon.

"I'd say what are you waiting for?" Harry added with twinkling eyes and a voice coated in desire.

(HP)

"Father, do you know why Uncle Severus has been so gloomy?" Draco asked, walking into his father's study late in the evening. Ginny had asked earlier if he had wanted to attend a family dinner, and he politely declined. Draco knew he would be facing many more in the future, so why rush them now? The Weasley family was nice, if slightly overwhelming. Lucius looked up from one of the many ledgers on his desk, and slipped his glasses from his nose.

"I am sure there are many reasons for Severus to be gloomy, but why do you ask?"

"I went to see him the other day, to see if he heard from Harry; he hasn't even gone to see him. I find that weird seeing as Uncle Sev jumped at the chance to go nag him about taking care of himself. Plus he reeked of alcohol, and last time I checked; he never really was a drinker."

'Unless he was depressed and moping.'

"I'm sure he is just going through a tough time. The anniversary of Potter's mother is coming up; he was rather close to her growing up." Lucius added, making it a point to go speak to the other man as soon as Draco left. With a nod in agreement with his father's reasoning, Draco gave his father a small smile.

"That would make sense, thank you father. I only worry for him." Lucius smiled in turn, closing his ledger on his desk.

"I know you do Draco, I'm sure he'll be alright like always." Giving his father a small nod, he headed for the door.

"I asked Mother to attend dinner with me tonight, to discuss some things for the wedding. Will you be alright on your own?" Lucius felt a well of emotions build in his chest at Draco's concern but he didn't show it.

"Of course Draco, I will be fine. Have a good time with your Mother; I will see you both later tonight." Once Draco left, Lucius rose from the desk and had an Elf bring him his thicker robes. The air was turning colder, and the rain earlier made it even more so. Walking out of the library and locking it behind him, he quickly apparated into Severus' quarters; frowning when he saw the other man slouched at his desk. The bottle of FireWhiskey at his side was almost empty, and he seemed to be lost in thought.

"I suppose I should take Draco's word more often when he describes the pitiful states he finds you in." The groan he heard from the other man made him smirk.

"What do you want, Lucius? How come no one understands that evening time ismy time and if I wanted company I would seek it." He seethed, tossing back the rest of the dark amber in his glass. Lucius stepped forward after removing his robes, laying them folded over a chair. Rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, and loosening the top two; he quickly pinned his hair back in a small leather tie. Taking the bottle and glass, Lucius sat them off to the side and ignored Severus' grumbling and complaining. Slipping an arm around the younger man, he made him rise and lead him into his rooms; heading straight for the bathroom and shutting the door.

"I would say that I would allow you modesty at this point, but no; I don't think I will." With a quick wave of his hand, he had the shower running warm and banished Severus' clothes which caused the man to growl and glare at him.

"Your looks don't bother me Severus' and I've seen you in far worse states." Guiding him into the shower, Lucius leaned against the wall and waited for Severus to finish before helping him out; wrapping him up in a robe on the back of the door before leading him out of the small room. Grabbing a towel on the way out, he sat Severus' on the edge of the bed while he dried his hair by hand. Severus just stared at his feet, knowing from experience that if he tried to fight Lucius physically over such treatment that he'd be punished; he promised he'd never end up back on the punishment lists of Lucius. After he was satisfied with how dry Severus' dark locks were, he grabbed the brush from the dresser and began to slowly pull it through his hair; not speaking since inside the bathroom. When he was done, he grabbed a pair of boxers and tossed them on the bed.

"Get dressed and in bed; I'll be back." Heading into the main room, he made sure that everything that needed to be put away was. Making his way back into the room, he glanced to see Severus had obeyed. Picking up the robe, he headed back in the bathroom; hanging it up and spelling away any wet spots that were left on the floor. Grabbing the dirty clothes, he paused before throwing them in the bin when he heard the crinkling. Pulling out a dulled, folded sheet of paper; Lucius opened it and began to read. With a small sigh, and already a ton of ideas running through his head; he headed back into the bedroom. Placing the note on the side table that Severus faced, Lucius stripped down to his own boxers before climbing into bed next to Severus.

"You going to speak to me, or continue acting like a drunken child?" Lucius said softly in the dark silence, watching as Severus shifted slightly in the sheets to face him. Staring into the dark orbs before him, Lucius almost let his façade fall when Severus bit his lip and his eyes welled.

"…I really care about him, but I can't be weak and go crawling after him…" Severus whispered softly, still horribly drunk as he directed his eyes to the sheets. Lucius moved forward, wrapping his arm around Severus to pull him closer.

'I wish you would understand it doesn't make you weak but strong to go after what you truly desire.'

"Sleep my friend."

(HP)

"Draco dear, what was it you went to speak to your Father about before dinner?" Narcissa asked, taking off her outer robes to the Elf when they stepped back in the Manor.

"Only about how Uncle Sev has seemed really depressed and drinking a lot; to me it seemed out of the normal. I asked Father about it, and he said it had a lot to do with Lily Potter's death being this month. Though I find it odd he hasn't been groaning about Sirius who was always trying to goad him into fighting." Narcissa's brow rose at the mention of her cousin, and made a mental reminder to ask Lucius about it when he came home.

"I'm sure he will be fine Draco, your Father is probably talking with him right now. Come, let us go to bed."

(HP)

"We have all waited for this day to come. Accepting a new member into our Pack is always a wondrous occasion, but when one of us finds our life-mate; it is a form of new life being born into our home. I never thought my oldest pup would find his happiness, but he has with our new Pack mate Harry; let us all be thankful for Remus' blessing of finding the other half of his soul, as well as our own blessing of new family. Tonight, we change with the love of our Mother to watch over us, and we invite Remus to finally complete the mating bond; bringing Harry fully into our life and his own. May you both be blessed by our Mother this evening!" Fenrir called out, everyone in the pack howling of clapping their hands as the sun began to slowly go down. A large bonfire had been lit in the middle of the village, allowing for sight and comfort of their newest pack member. Harry couldn't fight off the huge smile on his face, and even laughed when he saw that Remus was actually blushing slightly from his Alpha's praise.

"He does love you, you know." Harry said amongst all the chatter and laughter; the children playing together off to the side as they waited for the Moon to fully rise. Remus nodded his head, nuzzling Harry with his arm wrapped around his waist.

"I know he does, it's just so hard to hear his praise at times after everything that's happened." Harry nodded his head in understanding, rising from his spot on the ground next to Remus.

"I'm going to use the bathroom, I'll be back." Harry headed over into Remus' small house that was close by. Remus smiled after him, rising when Tar came before him to grasp him hand and hug him.

"Congratulations once more, he's perfect for you." Remus returned the affection, smiling at his long time friend.

"Thank you again, Tar. I could not be happier."

"It shows my friend." The moon slowly began rising in the sky as Harry made his way back over, intercepted by Tarus but still close by to keep Moony calm. He was anxious, dying to get out and finally have his mate after all this time.

"Me and Linda, we always loved having you come around. Tarus looked up to you from the moment he could first walk. Hell, your name was one of the first words he could say, even if you rarely came around back then."

"Tar…"

"No no, hear me out now. Please." Remus nodded his head, glad that Harry was keeping Tarus distracted enough that he wouldn't listen into what was being said.

"I love you like a brother, and I know you love Tarus like he was your own son. The bond between him and Harry, it's once in a lifetime. Submissive's don't always just click like that. I'm thankful for it, I really am. I truly do feel like our Mother was waiting all this time for all of us to meet Harry and make him Pack. He's been a life changer for us all already, and he's only been here not even a week. What I'm trying to say is that if anything happens, please will you both look out for him? He's such a good boy, a little misunderstood but he needs people who truly want what's best for him. Our Alpha will always keep him close, but he needs more; I'll never forgive myself if I can't know he's safe. I know above all else that you and Harry can give him that. Can you do that for me?" Remus bit his lip but nodded his head, pulling the man into a tighter embrace. His illness didn't smell as heavy today but it was still there, causing Moony to whine in the knowing that one of his Pack members was obviously never going to get better.

"Of course we will. I love Tarus, and Harry has grown to love him just as much. We'll always keep him safe."

"Thank you my friend, you put an old man's mind at ease." Remus nodded, putting on a smile when Harry and Tarus came over. He noticed that Tarus stuck close to his father's side, and had a feeling he would be the whole night.

"Are you ready?" Remus asked, already feeling his bones start to stiffen under the moonlight filtering through the forest. Harry nodded a confident smile on his face. He had no worries about being in a village full of werewolves. He was a part of their Pack; even if he himself wouldn't change.

"Of course, I'll see you in the morning." Harry said, placing a chaste kiss to Remus lips and standing back so he had room to change without worry of Harry getting hurt. A long series of snapping bones, grunts, groans, and howls filled the air as Harry looked around to see all the different colors, shapes, and sizes of wolves that now surrounded him.

'Everyone I know would pass out at this sight.' Harry chuckled to himself; his breath catching in his throat when his eyes locked on to a pair of amber one's that had become so familiar over the past two months.

"Moony…" Harry breathed out softly, caught up in the wolf's eyes that he didn't notice how a lot of the other wolves watched. Moony took a step forward, lowering his head to nuzzle Harry's stomach as his hands slid through his thick fur to pet him. Once Remus stopped denying him and stopped taking the Wolfsbane, his appearance changed. His fur became thicker, healthier; even his frame of body changed and became less lanky.

"You're beautiful." Harry whispered as he pet the fur, chuckling when Moony huffed against his torso. Harry hadn't even realized Moony had pushed his shirt up with his nose to smell him better. The few licks to his lower stomach made him blush, yet he felt himself becoming slightly aroused at the sensation.

'Just relax, this is normal. There's nothing to be afraid of, it's only Moony.'Moony reached out to paw at Harry's jeans, growling a little in his throat to let Harry know what he wanted.

"Oh, how could I forget." Trying not to let himself be too embarrassed about getting naked with everyone watching, he took his shirt off before sliding his jeans off and kicking them to the side amongst some of the torn fabric around. Remus had told Harry that the whole pack normally got naked before the transition but kept clothes on this time to make him more comfortable. Now in nothing but his boxers, because he just couldn't find it in himself to take those off as well, he fiddled with his glasses that had slid down his nose some as he looked down at Moony.

"Hah!" Harry hollered out when Moony had nudged against him enough that he stumbled backwards and hit the ground. Rubbing the side of his backside, he glared playfully at Moony who was now suddenly in his face. He tried not to blush, but couldn't seem to help it. Harry knew what was going to happen, and it's not like he ever thought he'd be sleeping with another species outside of human before.

"You could have asked you know; no reason to push me down." Harry scolded softly, wondering if at any point he would get to hear Moony speak. Remus had mentioned that he spoke to Moony often, and may not speak in proper English but could make you understand him clearly if needed.

"Moony loves mate." Harry's breathe caught at the possessive affection he saw swirling in the amber eyes, as well as the rough voice that surprised him when it came from Moony.

"I didn't think you would speak to me, hell, I didn't even think I would be able to understand you." Harry had expressed in awe, reaching out with his hand to once again stroke through Moony's fur. He snorted at what looked like a smirk on the wolf, and leaned in to nuzzle his face against Moony's.

"I'm pretty new at this, so give me a break, ya?" Harry whispered softly, rising slightly which caused Moony to growl when he thought that Harry was going to try and get away.

"Hush now, I'm not going anywhere." Harry scolded softly, trying to ignore the eyes he felt on him as he worked himself on to all fours before Moony. His cheeks were dark red, his lips damp from him constantly licking them out of nervousness. Keeping his eyes to the ground, he held himself up on his knees as he reached back to slide his boxers off slowly. He couldn't fight off the wave of embarrassment that flushed through him. Feeling out of his element and more than awkward, he tossed the cloth to the side before bracing himself on his hands once more.

"Me and Remus didn't talk about what I was supposed to do, so don't expect – hah!" Harry gasped out, leaning forward and attempting to get away from the rough wet tongue he suddenly felt between his cheeks and pressing hard at his hole. Moony was growling low in his throat, excited from the taste on his tongue and warning off anyone who would think to interfere. He knew the Pack had accepted Harry, but he wanted Harry all to himself right now. Lapping between his cheeks harder, he even dug his tongue slightly into Harry; huffing against the pale skin as Harry keened and moaned. Harry tried biting his lip to silence himself, but it wasn't working like he thought it would. He had no idea Moony was going to start licking him, and it was embarrassing how good it felt.

"Hah~ M-Moony…too, t-too much…" Harry moaned as he dug at the ground beneath him, unsure if he should press back more or pull away. The sensations it caused through his body made him shake and his cock throb even harder. When he felt the cool air suddenly against his skin, Harry straightened himself up to see what was happening. Unexpectedly he was shoved forward and felt Moony's front paws on his hook over his hips; his claws lightly resting along the skin on his thighs. He froze, a little shocked even though he knew what was going to happen and held himself still while Moony positioned himself behind him; his hips bucking in a steady rhythm.

"Nnnh…" Harry whined out, biting his lip and holding his frame still while Moony pressed at his thighs with his paws; rocking his hips quickly.

"Moony mark mate." Harry was moaning and not able to help himself from giving sharp, short rocks back into Moony as he moved inside Harry even faster. The pleasure that shot up his spine was distracting him from remembering him that the others were watching. He was keening and moaning, fingers dug into the dirt with the effort of something to hold onto. As Moony's thrusts became even shorter and harder, Harry could feel his own climax building fast in his stomach. Without even touching himself, he came with a cry; flushing when Moony howled before biting down on his shoulder and filling him up. Hanging his head down and surprised he was even able to hold himself up at all, he moaned in slight pain when he felt the knot inside of him hold and prevent Moony from pulling out. As Moony began to shuffle around, after licking at the neck wound he made, Harry moved with him to help adjust them to a side lying position that would be comfortable until the knot deflated. Wincing a little when he shifted to quickly, he sighed tiredly and snuggled his back into the thick fur that surrounded him. Moony was still panting, licking at the wound he left and nuzzling at Harry's jaw to make sure his mate was not harmed.

"I'm okay Moony, thank you." Harry said voice hoarse from his cries. He would hear some of the wolves howling, others growling and rolling around. He had no idea how long him and Moony had been mating for, only that everywhere on him was sore and aching. Yawning and slipping his glasses into his hand, he leaned his head back closer to Moony and laughed tiredly when his cheek was licked.

"Mate okay?" Harry smiled, nuzzling back against Moony.

"I'm okay Moon's, just tired." Eyes closing in sleep, Harry easily passed out with Moony curled around him protectively. He had no idea how awkward it was going to be in the morning, only that he knew from the warm complete feeling he had felt in his chest after the bite that it would be worth it.