Disclaimer: If you really want to see one look back at chapter 1.
Thanks too:
Uhjgdjtktghjcm: Glad I could make you laugh and here you are, next chapter.
Sykostalker27: Aye that's why I HAD to find them time together. But I loved what you've done to Percy doll lol.
INdEpEnEnT – cHiK: Well even if you were just reading it because you were bored I'm glad you came to pay a visit, sorry to almost get you grounded (Cringes). Believe me I do end up ignoring them all the time (The Parents). And how lucky are you, a Cara boyfriend! Harry and Cara together, who else man? Lol.
Redmeadow: Chapter 17, done when I was falling asleep at the keyboard but I insisted on giving them their moment. Nice to give you a good feeling, sometimes you need them with all the angst flying around.
Cardinal: Short and sweet, just like your review, ta!
Boyrain/hpstoryguy: Yeah, our poor Remus but don't worry he's got another werewolf to talk to now. And thank you for mentioning your change in name, I'll keep a look out for this one now lol.
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Chapter 18 – Paparazzi
Cara began to stir early the following morning. The first thing he noticed was the heat curled around him. Then he began to acknowledge all the little things like his hand clasping another, his leg resting between two others and the way his pillow rose and fell gently. He grinned widely.
Lifting his head slightly he smiled wider when he looked at the sleeping face of his mate. Harry's lips were parted very slightly as he silently breathed in and out, his midnight hair scruffier then usual as it lay spread across his pillow, covering one eye as his fringe gathered to one side. He looked like a fallen angel, dark and forbidden but so tempting.
Leaning forwards he placed a sweet kiss on the parted lips then pulled back to observe his lover further. Harry's eyes began to flicker slowly until Cara caught a glimpse of peridot green.
"Morning." He whispered leaning forward to kiss him again. This time the young animagi hummed happily and returned the kiss.
"Mmm morning." He grinned as he closed his eyes blissfully and stretched.
"How're you feeling?" He asked as he moved to lie on his side, a hand propping up his head as Cara mimicked his movements. He ran his fingers in slow circles on the blonde's protruding hip that was just visible as the covers slipped a little.
"A little sore, but otherwise wonderful." The werewolf replied as he moved closer to Harry.
"Mmm good. Shower?" They smirked at one another as they jumped up from the bed.
~*~
Cara hummed a tune happily as he moved around Harry's dorm, looking for the spare clothes he'd come to leave here as the black-haired male finished up in the bathroom.
There was a knock at the door and he turned to answer it. As soon as he pulled it open a bright flash blinded him and he blinked. Then voices all began to talk to him at once.
"Excuse me Sir!"
"Sir are you Mr Faolan?"
"How long have you and Harry Potter been together?"
"Is it true you conned Potter into being your mate?"
He quickly slammed the door when he came to his senses then leant against the door breathing shallowly. Harry came walking out of the bathroom minutes later scrubbing his hair dry.
"Cara? What's the matter?" He said worriedly as he walked over to the blonde.
"L-look through the peephole." The light-haired male said as he moved out of the way. Frowning with confusion Harry looked through the one-way peephole and blanched. There was at least 15 paparazzi crowding the corridor outside his room.
Quickly stepping back he walked over to the window and pulled the curtains back a crack. More journalists were making their way into the building as faculty members tried to send them on their way.
"Shit." He whispered before turning to the panicked blonde.
"Someone must have blabbed to the press about our relationship."
"One called me by name." Cara said as he walked over to his boyfriend. He watched as Harry's face darkened.
"Percy." He growled.
"What? Why, what makes you say that?" The blonde said frantically. He knew that the red head wasn't' keen on him but he would really do this?
"I don't think it was intentional but Percy has a big mouth and when he fires off on one he tends to let things slip." The animagi began to pace as Cara sat on the bed in shock. The heard a loud male voice outside the door and they both turned to it.
"What are you all doing here? Get the hell off these premises before I call in the Aurors!" The muffled voice cried loudly before a loud knock sounded at the door. Harry walked over and looked through the hole again.
"It's Professor Mirna!" He cried as he quickly opened the door, letting the older man in.
"Boys how are you doing? Do you know what this is all about?" The teacher gasped as the dark-haired teen closed the door again, swiftly cutting off all the voices.
"We think one of my family's sons let slip about our relationship." The boy said as he finished putting the lock on the door.
"Well then kick his arse next time you see him."
"Professor!" Cara laughed. The bearded man grinned swiftly before turning back to the matter in hand.
"The Principal has called the Aurors so they'll be arriving soon, don't worry. I was sent up here to check on you both."
"We're alright, a little pissed but otherwise we've just stayed in here." Harry said as he looked back at the door with a growl.
"Oh good. Try to stay up here and we'll come get you when we've FINALLY gotten rid of them all."
The animagi chuckled bitterly as he moved to lean against the wall, arms crossed and still frowning at the door.
"Fucking vultures." He hissed making Cara feel sorry for him.
"Is it always like this?" he asked quietly whilst Harry sighed and moved over to the bed.
"Not usually so many..." He muttered then looked over at the lecturer who was giving him a sympathetic look.
"Not everyday the War hero dates a werewolf. You know these people; it's like they've just been handed a treasure map to El Dorado. Sorry to say it but you're going to be considered big news, one that they can turn into a tragic love story or a huge scandal."
Resting his elbows on his knees Harry buried his face into his hands tiredly. He hated this, his life being one big plaything for the public but he hated it even more that they'd dragged his gentle Cara in. They'll rip him apart.
He felt a hand on his knee and looked up into the young werewolf's soft amber eyes. The blonde smiled at him kindly and kissed his cheek. Neither noticed the Professor smile at them proudly.
"I'm going to go check if the Aurors have arrived, possible crack a few photographers heads."
The two watched with amused smirks as the teacher moved to the door, opened it enough for him to slip out and indeed began to curse loudly at the mob.
"I like him." The darker teen said.
~*~
Midday arrived slowly as the two boys checked the windows periodically to see if the crowd had dwindled any. The journalists from the hall had been thrown out about an hour before but they still flooded the entrance halls and courtyard, a small number leaving out of fear from the Aurors.
"The Daily Prophets arrived now...they like incredibly stuck up, look at that." Cara commented as he twitched the curtains back very slightly.
"Smarmy gits that they are." Harry quipped as he peered over the blonde's shoulder.
"I wish they'd leave, my room isn't always that fascinating, even with you as my wonderful company." He added as the werewolf turned to grin at him.
"That was cheesy even for you." He winked. The animagi laughed then looked at his lover thoughtfully.
"You're not stuttering anymore."
"Being with you has brought out my braver side, I'm not ashamed of who I am anymore." Cara smiled, which Harry returned, then pulled the taller teen to him.
"I bet tomorrow they'll be an article about 'the Big bad wolf' corrupting the 'the Boy who lived.'" He smirked as the animagi rolled his eyes.
"Then they'll have got it the wrong way round." Harry purred as he waggled his eyebrows suggestively, making Cara give a whoop of laughter as he lifted him off his feet and carried him to the bed.
~*~
"Hold on, I'm coming." The dark-haired teen quickly pulled on a jumper as the knocking at the door continued. Quickly he looked through the peephole, relaxing visibly when he saw the Professor.
Looking behind him he waited until Cara had finished pulling on his tunic, then he opened the door.
"Ah gentlemen we've jus...are you alright, you look a little flushed...actually, never mind don't answer that." The older man scratched the back of his head embarrassed as the two teens blushed.
"Anyway, we've finally managed to get the ravenous jackals off the premises. You're free to go about your business." Even though he was smiling the lecturer couldn't bring himself to look Harry in the eyes as he said this, still blushing to the teens great amusement.
"Thank you Sir, we'll be sure to see you and Coach Thurisaz later then." With final goodbyes the aged man left leaving the two young men alone.
"Let's go get something to eat, I'm starved!" Cara said as he bounced over to Harry like an excited kid. Laughing the darker male agreed.
They walked to the cafeteria touching and giggling like newly weds, whispering sweetly into one another's ears until they reached the counter where a frumpy looking woman was stationed behind the till.
"What yer want?" She said in a gruff Bristolian accent. Harry had stopped laughing long enough to answer her.
"Two coffees please, decafe for one though." He said, fighting a smirk as Cara sneakily stood behind him with his hand running in small circles on the dark teens back.
"Anything else?" She said as she punched the prices into the old style cash- till.
"Um, possibLYYY," Harry's voice went up a little as the blonde's hand trailed lower then pulled away, "Er...two sandwiches please."
"Mr Potter, Mr Faolan!" a voice called from behind them and they both twirled around with groans to come face to face with a short ginger haired woman in a blue summer dress...unusual considering the weather outside.
"I'm from the Quibbler. The editor's daughter Miss Lovegood heard about the rumours flying around and said something about you not liking the traditional papers, as they tended to twist your words. She sent me over to see if you needed a, oh what was it she called it...Oh yes, a 'repeat of your fifth year'?"
Cara looked at Harry confused but instead found his boyfriend smiling as he reminisced.
"Tell her that's very kind of her and we'll ask for you if we choose to speak about our relationship but right now we'd like to keep a low profile."
The woman smiled knowingly and flipped the notepad she had with her closed.
"Of course Sir, if things get out of hand you know where to find us." Nodding politely she shook both boys hands then went on her way.
"Um...I'm confused." The werewolf said as he raised his eyebrows at his dark lover.
"Luna Lovegood is a friend of mine, her father owns a magazine called the Quibbler..."
"Oh I like that magazine!" Cara cut in then blushed a little, "Er, you were saying."
Harry lead then other to a table as he carried their purchases.
"Well when the Ministry were dragging my name through dirt during my fifth year she convinced her dad, along with Hermione's help, to print my interview about what happened the year Voldermort returned."
"She sounds nice." The werewolf said as he took the animagi's hand across the table. Harry ran his thumb over the smooth skin of Cara's hand then looked up at him smiling.
"Can we stay in your room tonight?" He said as he brought the hand to his lips to kiss the blonde's knuckles.
"Of course." Came the soft reply.
~*~
The young werewolf lay trembling in Harry's arms, panting slightly for breathe. The darker man kissed the damp temple of his lover as he himself shivered very slightly.
"T-that was..." Cara seemed to lose all remaining coherent thoughts and settled for resting his head on the heaving chest of his mate.
"Uh huh." Harry agreed shakily.
~*~
AN: I know this doesn't have much to do with the fic but I found this song from the Buffy Musical CD which I think describes Cara down to a T.
"I lived my life in shadow
Never the sun on my face
It didn't seem so sad, though
I figured that was my place
Now I'm bathed in light
Something just isn't right
I'm under your spell
How else could it be
Anyone would notice me
It's magic I can tell
How you set me free
Brought me out so easily
I saw a world enchanted
Spirits and charms in the air
I always took for granted
I was the only one there
But your power shone
Brighter then any I've known
I'm under your spell
Nothing I can do
You just took my soul with you
You worked your charm so well
Finally I knew
Everything I dreamed was true
You make me believe
The moon to the tide
I can feel you inside
I'm under your spell
Surging like the sea
Pulled to you so helplessly
I break with every swell
Lost in ecstasy
Spread beneath my willow tree
You make me complete
You make me complete
You make me complete."
Just thought I'd add that in as it always reminds me of Cara.
Thanks too:
Uhjgdjtktghjcm: Glad I could make you laugh and here you are, next chapter.
Sykostalker27: Aye that's why I HAD to find them time together. But I loved what you've done to Percy doll lol.
INdEpEnEnT – cHiK: Well even if you were just reading it because you were bored I'm glad you came to pay a visit, sorry to almost get you grounded (Cringes). Believe me I do end up ignoring them all the time (The Parents). And how lucky are you, a Cara boyfriend! Harry and Cara together, who else man? Lol.
Redmeadow: Chapter 17, done when I was falling asleep at the keyboard but I insisted on giving them their moment. Nice to give you a good feeling, sometimes you need them with all the angst flying around.
Cardinal: Short and sweet, just like your review, ta!
Boyrain/hpstoryguy: Yeah, our poor Remus but don't worry he's got another werewolf to talk to now. And thank you for mentioning your change in name, I'll keep a look out for this one now lol.
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Chapter 18 – Paparazzi
Cara began to stir early the following morning. The first thing he noticed was the heat curled around him. Then he began to acknowledge all the little things like his hand clasping another, his leg resting between two others and the way his pillow rose and fell gently. He grinned widely.
Lifting his head slightly he smiled wider when he looked at the sleeping face of his mate. Harry's lips were parted very slightly as he silently breathed in and out, his midnight hair scruffier then usual as it lay spread across his pillow, covering one eye as his fringe gathered to one side. He looked like a fallen angel, dark and forbidden but so tempting.
Leaning forwards he placed a sweet kiss on the parted lips then pulled back to observe his lover further. Harry's eyes began to flicker slowly until Cara caught a glimpse of peridot green.
"Morning." He whispered leaning forward to kiss him again. This time the young animagi hummed happily and returned the kiss.
"Mmm morning." He grinned as he closed his eyes blissfully and stretched.
"How're you feeling?" He asked as he moved to lie on his side, a hand propping up his head as Cara mimicked his movements. He ran his fingers in slow circles on the blonde's protruding hip that was just visible as the covers slipped a little.
"A little sore, but otherwise wonderful." The werewolf replied as he moved closer to Harry.
"Mmm good. Shower?" They smirked at one another as they jumped up from the bed.
~*~
Cara hummed a tune happily as he moved around Harry's dorm, looking for the spare clothes he'd come to leave here as the black-haired male finished up in the bathroom.
There was a knock at the door and he turned to answer it. As soon as he pulled it open a bright flash blinded him and he blinked. Then voices all began to talk to him at once.
"Excuse me Sir!"
"Sir are you Mr Faolan?"
"How long have you and Harry Potter been together?"
"Is it true you conned Potter into being your mate?"
He quickly slammed the door when he came to his senses then leant against the door breathing shallowly. Harry came walking out of the bathroom minutes later scrubbing his hair dry.
"Cara? What's the matter?" He said worriedly as he walked over to the blonde.
"L-look through the peephole." The light-haired male said as he moved out of the way. Frowning with confusion Harry looked through the one-way peephole and blanched. There was at least 15 paparazzi crowding the corridor outside his room.
Quickly stepping back he walked over to the window and pulled the curtains back a crack. More journalists were making their way into the building as faculty members tried to send them on their way.
"Shit." He whispered before turning to the panicked blonde.
"Someone must have blabbed to the press about our relationship."
"One called me by name." Cara said as he walked over to his boyfriend. He watched as Harry's face darkened.
"Percy." He growled.
"What? Why, what makes you say that?" The blonde said frantically. He knew that the red head wasn't' keen on him but he would really do this?
"I don't think it was intentional but Percy has a big mouth and when he fires off on one he tends to let things slip." The animagi began to pace as Cara sat on the bed in shock. The heard a loud male voice outside the door and they both turned to it.
"What are you all doing here? Get the hell off these premises before I call in the Aurors!" The muffled voice cried loudly before a loud knock sounded at the door. Harry walked over and looked through the hole again.
"It's Professor Mirna!" He cried as he quickly opened the door, letting the older man in.
"Boys how are you doing? Do you know what this is all about?" The teacher gasped as the dark-haired teen closed the door again, swiftly cutting off all the voices.
"We think one of my family's sons let slip about our relationship." The boy said as he finished putting the lock on the door.
"Well then kick his arse next time you see him."
"Professor!" Cara laughed. The bearded man grinned swiftly before turning back to the matter in hand.
"The Principal has called the Aurors so they'll be arriving soon, don't worry. I was sent up here to check on you both."
"We're alright, a little pissed but otherwise we've just stayed in here." Harry said as he looked back at the door with a growl.
"Oh good. Try to stay up here and we'll come get you when we've FINALLY gotten rid of them all."
The animagi chuckled bitterly as he moved to lean against the wall, arms crossed and still frowning at the door.
"Fucking vultures." He hissed making Cara feel sorry for him.
"Is it always like this?" he asked quietly whilst Harry sighed and moved over to the bed.
"Not usually so many..." He muttered then looked over at the lecturer who was giving him a sympathetic look.
"Not everyday the War hero dates a werewolf. You know these people; it's like they've just been handed a treasure map to El Dorado. Sorry to say it but you're going to be considered big news, one that they can turn into a tragic love story or a huge scandal."
Resting his elbows on his knees Harry buried his face into his hands tiredly. He hated this, his life being one big plaything for the public but he hated it even more that they'd dragged his gentle Cara in. They'll rip him apart.
He felt a hand on his knee and looked up into the young werewolf's soft amber eyes. The blonde smiled at him kindly and kissed his cheek. Neither noticed the Professor smile at them proudly.
"I'm going to go check if the Aurors have arrived, possible crack a few photographers heads."
The two watched with amused smirks as the teacher moved to the door, opened it enough for him to slip out and indeed began to curse loudly at the mob.
"I like him." The darker teen said.
~*~
Midday arrived slowly as the two boys checked the windows periodically to see if the crowd had dwindled any. The journalists from the hall had been thrown out about an hour before but they still flooded the entrance halls and courtyard, a small number leaving out of fear from the Aurors.
"The Daily Prophets arrived now...they like incredibly stuck up, look at that." Cara commented as he twitched the curtains back very slightly.
"Smarmy gits that they are." Harry quipped as he peered over the blonde's shoulder.
"I wish they'd leave, my room isn't always that fascinating, even with you as my wonderful company." He added as the werewolf turned to grin at him.
"That was cheesy even for you." He winked. The animagi laughed then looked at his lover thoughtfully.
"You're not stuttering anymore."
"Being with you has brought out my braver side, I'm not ashamed of who I am anymore." Cara smiled, which Harry returned, then pulled the taller teen to him.
"I bet tomorrow they'll be an article about 'the Big bad wolf' corrupting the 'the Boy who lived.'" He smirked as the animagi rolled his eyes.
"Then they'll have got it the wrong way round." Harry purred as he waggled his eyebrows suggestively, making Cara give a whoop of laughter as he lifted him off his feet and carried him to the bed.
~*~
"Hold on, I'm coming." The dark-haired teen quickly pulled on a jumper as the knocking at the door continued. Quickly he looked through the peephole, relaxing visibly when he saw the Professor.
Looking behind him he waited until Cara had finished pulling on his tunic, then he opened the door.
"Ah gentlemen we've jus...are you alright, you look a little flushed...actually, never mind don't answer that." The older man scratched the back of his head embarrassed as the two teens blushed.
"Anyway, we've finally managed to get the ravenous jackals off the premises. You're free to go about your business." Even though he was smiling the lecturer couldn't bring himself to look Harry in the eyes as he said this, still blushing to the teens great amusement.
"Thank you Sir, we'll be sure to see you and Coach Thurisaz later then." With final goodbyes the aged man left leaving the two young men alone.
"Let's go get something to eat, I'm starved!" Cara said as he bounced over to Harry like an excited kid. Laughing the darker male agreed.
They walked to the cafeteria touching and giggling like newly weds, whispering sweetly into one another's ears until they reached the counter where a frumpy looking woman was stationed behind the till.
"What yer want?" She said in a gruff Bristolian accent. Harry had stopped laughing long enough to answer her.
"Two coffees please, decafe for one though." He said, fighting a smirk as Cara sneakily stood behind him with his hand running in small circles on the dark teens back.
"Anything else?" She said as she punched the prices into the old style cash- till.
"Um, possibLYYY," Harry's voice went up a little as the blonde's hand trailed lower then pulled away, "Er...two sandwiches please."
"Mr Potter, Mr Faolan!" a voice called from behind them and they both twirled around with groans to come face to face with a short ginger haired woman in a blue summer dress...unusual considering the weather outside.
"I'm from the Quibbler. The editor's daughter Miss Lovegood heard about the rumours flying around and said something about you not liking the traditional papers, as they tended to twist your words. She sent me over to see if you needed a, oh what was it she called it...Oh yes, a 'repeat of your fifth year'?"
Cara looked at Harry confused but instead found his boyfriend smiling as he reminisced.
"Tell her that's very kind of her and we'll ask for you if we choose to speak about our relationship but right now we'd like to keep a low profile."
The woman smiled knowingly and flipped the notepad she had with her closed.
"Of course Sir, if things get out of hand you know where to find us." Nodding politely she shook both boys hands then went on her way.
"Um...I'm confused." The werewolf said as he raised his eyebrows at his dark lover.
"Luna Lovegood is a friend of mine, her father owns a magazine called the Quibbler..."
"Oh I like that magazine!" Cara cut in then blushed a little, "Er, you were saying."
Harry lead then other to a table as he carried their purchases.
"Well when the Ministry were dragging my name through dirt during my fifth year she convinced her dad, along with Hermione's help, to print my interview about what happened the year Voldermort returned."
"She sounds nice." The werewolf said as he took the animagi's hand across the table. Harry ran his thumb over the smooth skin of Cara's hand then looked up at him smiling.
"Can we stay in your room tonight?" He said as he brought the hand to his lips to kiss the blonde's knuckles.
"Of course." Came the soft reply.
~*~
The young werewolf lay trembling in Harry's arms, panting slightly for breathe. The darker man kissed the damp temple of his lover as he himself shivered very slightly.
"T-that was..." Cara seemed to lose all remaining coherent thoughts and settled for resting his head on the heaving chest of his mate.
"Uh huh." Harry agreed shakily.
~*~
AN: I know this doesn't have much to do with the fic but I found this song from the Buffy Musical CD which I think describes Cara down to a T.
"I lived my life in shadow
Never the sun on my face
It didn't seem so sad, though
I figured that was my place
Now I'm bathed in light
Something just isn't right
I'm under your spell
How else could it be
Anyone would notice me
It's magic I can tell
How you set me free
Brought me out so easily
I saw a world enchanted
Spirits and charms in the air
I always took for granted
I was the only one there
But your power shone
Brighter then any I've known
I'm under your spell
Nothing I can do
You just took my soul with you
You worked your charm so well
Finally I knew
Everything I dreamed was true
You make me believe
The moon to the tide
I can feel you inside
I'm under your spell
Surging like the sea
Pulled to you so helplessly
I break with every swell
Lost in ecstasy
Spread beneath my willow tree
You make me complete
You make me complete
You make me complete."
Just thought I'd add that in as it always reminds me of Cara.
