.:. Chapter Eleven .:.
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Howler From Hades
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Harry wrote long elegant letters in the Diary he'd started a while back, the beautiful poems and memoirs flourishing from his mind onto the paper like trickling water.
He'd come to the conclusion that were he ever to become pregnant that he would one day like the child to read about the beginnings of its fathers' love.
Remus walked into the Lair coming from his last class and spotted Harry writing in his diary. The werewolf smiled and put down his worn briefcase, taking his place by the fire, "My dear have you noted that it's a month till Christmas?"
Harry looked up at Remus quickly and a gleam came to his eye. "What you got me?" he joked and then placing the book down he walked over to his werewolf and kissed him.
It had been a fair few weeks and nearly everyone knew about the Professors and Harry's relationship. The Gryffindors were amazing about it, even the other DA members (although Cho seemed a little confused). The Slytherins made it hard sometimes but in the end some friend would come along and defend him.
Remus eagerly kissed Harry back, "And how was your day?" the blonde said leading over to his chair and sitting down, taking his mate in his lap.
Harry hummed as he thought back over the days events and ticked them off on his finger.
"I had Seamus come and tell me he understood why I was with you, I had Lavender offer a threesome, I had Malfoy make some snide comment in which _every_ female I know immediately jumped up and defended me and I had Dean ask if older men are better..."
The werewolf laughed and kissed his mate's forehead, "And are we?" His amber eyes twinkled at the question.
Harry grinned cheekily and leaned in to purr into Remus' ear. "Like a fine wine you men get better with age...Of course I am biased with you as my only sample but…you're good."
Remus batted his eyelashes like a woman and gave a giggle, "Stop your making me blush." He dodged Harry's playful slap and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and pulled him down into his lap for a ravishing kiss.
Harry hummed against the velvet lips and deepened the kiss with a teasing tongue against Remus' lips. He then pulled back with a wicked grin. "So what's your lucky number? I mean I know there was Sirius and then there's me...just us two?"
"I don't know what kind of person you think I am, Mr. Potter," Remus said with a cheeky grin, "But I don't kiss and tell…unless it's a really good one," he added with a sly grin.
Harry smiled and breathed out through his nose in a laugh. "Do you talk about me then?" He smirked and then winked cheekily at the man.
Remus laughed but shook his head, "Yes, Albus loves to hear every detail of how I make you scream and moan." The werewolf winked and lovingly placed a hot sensual kiss on Harry's neck.
Harry laughed which soon turned into a moan at the sensation. He'd never grow tired of this.
~*~
Harry flicked through the calendar to check for the next New Moon. This was when Remus was at his prime, the Full Moon further then usual on the cycle and he marked it down in his diary to remember.
Harry had been looking up Werewolf mating bonds and had discovered that the few Wolves who had married in the past performed two ceremonies. The first was a ritual between the Wolf and his or her mate, no witnesses and was something very silmilar to a Wiccan handfasting. Unlike a Wiccan handfasting which was only meant for a year and a day or for as long as love lasts, the Werewolf handfasting was an eternity thing, forever bound and unbreakable.
The other ceremony was a simple wedding, with guests and a priest as usual. Harry and Remus planned on an outdoor wedding, sometime after Christmas. The usual robes and such were used, rings which they already had and bestmen, brides, the whole common occurances. He'd settled for a more Celtic wedding, the music with panpipes and violins etc.
Harry had asked Ron to be on his side at the wedding, although he wasn't quite sure what Ron was supposed to be, as he wasn't entirely sure if there was a 'bride' at a male/male wedding.
Remus smiled as Harry flipped through the calendar; the werewolf didn't have to ask what his mate was looking for because this was something that Harry always did a week before the full moon. The werewolf was anxious for the wedding, to make Harry legally his, but what he was really waiting for was the handfasting, just the two of them, locking their souls together for eternity. This was something that he and Sirius had never had time to do with Sirius being put in Azkaban and then on the run all of the time.
Harry finished with marking off the important details and smiled up at Remus as the other man stood and settled beside him. He stroked a hand through the light brown hair and pecked a kiss onto the Roman nose of Remus.
"Well I think I have most of it," he said quite happily and closed the Diary in his lap, looking down at it with a grin, " I just need to find the incantation for a handfasting but I know where to get it from so it's no big problem."
Remus smiled happily, "Good. I would stay but I have shopping to do." He smiled, and simply said, "Christmas."
The werewolf rose and placed a kiss on Harry's cheek, "I'll be back in a while," he said with a smile and waved his wand, changing into muggle clothing. Remus looked absolutely ravishing in a pair of khaki pants, and a burgandy pullover hoodie.
Harry smiled widely and resisted simply taking Remus where he stood. "Okay," he said, his voice coming out a little huskier then he wanted it and Remus gave him a cheeky wink. The man then left leaving Harry to go back over the Handfasting instructions.
~*~
Remus walked through Muggle London his eyes gazing idly over the shops, he knew what he was looking for, and it had to be just right. The werewolf became slightly self-conscious with the way women, and some men seemed to let their eyes roam freely over him.
When the man's shopping was done he returned to the Lair burden down with packages. "Don't even think about it Harry," he said when he entered the Lair's Common Room. His mate winked at him mischeiviously and Remus went to stow away the gifts in a chest.
When the werewolf returned he flopped down on the couch, "Do I look weird today or something? I kept receiving stares from people."
Harry grinned at how naive Remus could be. "Remus, love, those people," He stalked over to the couch where the man was reclined, "Saw a sexy man stroll past them. How could they not look…?Bet its weird for you when the women look," he teased and kissed the man lightly as he crouched over him.
Pulling back he winked at the werewolf.
"Actually it's not. I'll have you to know ... " the werewolf suddenly stopped and snapped his mouth shut, "No I don't think I'll share that," he said his cheeks coloring to match his hoodie. Instead he grabbed Harry's shirt and pulled him in for a tantalizingly sweet kiss.
Harry pulled back with a laugh and pointed a finger at the man in a scolding manner. "Uh uh You can't say something like that then not tell me....would this be a part of the 'lucky number' you wouldn't share with me?" he purred in a mocking way.
Remus just smiled innocently, "Maybe," he said grinning largely because Harry would never ever get Remus' lucky number. Okay, maybe not ever but the Gryffindor would have to think of something good to get that bit of information out of Remus.
"Come on Remus, You know that if I had been with anyone else I would've told you should you ask. I find your life intriguing, you've been everywhere," Harry pleaded and bounced a little in the man's lap.
The werewolf shook his head, "You'll have to get it out of me first," he said with a smug grin and a playful wink to his mate. Remus removed Harry from his lap and stood up going over to the kitchen to get himself some coffee.
Harry gave a playful growl and quickly sped after his mate, swiftly trapping Remus between himself and the kitchen counter. "Guess I'll just have to drag it outta you." He growled huskily and attacked the man's neck with animal like bites and kisses.
Remus moaned appreciatively and slumped against the counter slipping his hand up to twine his fingers into Harry's thick locks. "Merlin," he managed to gasp out. Harry definitely knew what he was doing, but Remus still wasn't ready to blurt out his lucky number yet.
Harry continued to nibble his way around the soft skin but he pulled back suddenly and quickly pulled the hoodie off his mate, tossing it unceremoniously over his shoulder. His nips went lower, over the smooth chest and leaving hickeys on the protruding hips.
Now a babble of nonsensical words and phrases of encouragement and praise were flowing from the werewolf's mouth. Harry had Remus exactly where he wanted him, and he stopped standing up to be almost eye level with his mate, "The number?" he growled huskily.
"Nine," Remus gasped out.
Harry gave a laugh of surprise and grinned widely. "NINE! Remus Lupin you animal." He laughed again and then pressed a bruising kiss against the pink lips in front of him. "I'm shocked, truly. Thats a lot...Guess I'll have to try _extra_ hard to earn a place in the top three."
As he said this his hand slipped lower until he tugged at the belt lopes of Remus's trousers and dragged him to the sofa, pushing him down possesivly and straddling him.
Remus smiled just happy that he didn't have to tell _who_ the nine people were. A few of them were people who Remus shuddered to think about, some were old classmates, and others were parents of some of the students he taught, and then ... there was of course Sirius and Harry.
The werewolf grabbed the collar of Harry's shirt and tugged him down for a hungry kiss where he growled in his ear, "Babe you're already in the top two."
"Top two hmmm...you gonna tell me who or do you _like_ me dragging it out of you?" Harry purred into the sensitive ear and traced his tongue over the shell teasingly before nibbling gently on the tip.
Remus huskily growled, "I'd rather have it drug out of me," he said grinding his hips into Harry's, "However that information won't be so easy to take out of me," he said his eyes a warm honey color.
"Lets test that theory shall we," the panther purred and he bent Remus over the coffee table as he prowled up the lean body. Harry decided the most passionate of his two personalites was his feline form and so still maintaing his human form he let the cat take over his mind.
He traced his tongue down the bent neck, trailing further and further down the body until he came to the small shock of hair on Remus' lower abdomen. He scratched down the werewolf's sides with a possesive growl.
The blonde panted and arched his back into Harry's touch. Remus snaked his hands down Harry's shoulders and up into the thick black hair that he wound his fingers in.
Harry pulled the flies of his mate's trousers slowly then pulled down the trousers, over the lean legs then wisked them off.
"Who is it?" he said huskily, sucking the elegant hips then pulling back, a teasing glint in his eyes. He lowered his head again and nibbled lightly.
Remus hurriedly rummaged through his brain for which one of the nine people he could reveal to Harry and still continue this game of discovery, "Melanie Abbot, Hannah Abbot's mother," he said in a rush as Harry began to suck ravishingly on the curve of his hip.
"With me included that's two...we still have seven to go." The Harry-cat huffed against the smooth skin, "Lets see, who else?"
He bite down sharply which extracted a moan from the man below him and then he tantilinzly slipped the man's boxers off, revealing his lover. He lowered his body over the other males and rubbed sensationally against the man as he dipped his tongue in the opened mouth of his groaning lover.
Remus moaned into the velvety mouth above him and gasped, "Sirius of course." Desperately grinding his hips itno the rocking ones above him.
"Of course, But that was a giving...six more." He kissed a trail up the man's sensitive thigh. He trailed light fingers over the trembling stomach and licked higher up the thigh.
The werewolf let out a gurgled moan but winced slightly, lying across the table was getting uncomfortable. Remus growled and pushed up from the position dragging Harry down into the floor where the young Gryffindor quickly resumed his nibbling and sucking, dragging his tongue tantalizingly down Remus' chest, "A muggle you wouldn't know," he managed to get out between pants of breath.
"Five," Harry growled against the flushing skin, licking over a sensitive nipple before removing his own shirt to rub against the ultra responsive body.
Remus whimpered appreciatively and ran his fingernails down Harry's back his body hungrily asking for more. "Richard Boot, Terry Boot's father," he spat out in a rush of breath.
"Hmm, so many people's parents...You are insatiable my little wolf," he whispered as nibbled at a sensitive juncture behind Remus's ear, slipping out of his trousers so all that remained between them was the thin material of Harry's boxers. He rocked his hips against the other man's.
The blonde whimpered and ran his fingers around the top of Harry's boxer's but had his hands were slapped away by Harry as the younger man continued this bittersweet torture. Remus couldn't take it anymore, "Anna Sonal, Ravenclaw. Camron Dernough, Ravenclaw, and Adam Morias, Hufflepuf," he breathed out three more names ready for the reward that would come from the information he had provided and furthermore he couldn't wait for the sweet torture that would come when Harry tried to figure out the last name.
"Mmm One." He slipped out of his boxers and rubbed slowly against his lover, biting and licking a hickey onto the man's neck, smiling wickedly as blood rushed to the spot turning it a satisfactory red.
"Come now Remus Lupin," he hissed sensually into the werewolf's ear, "One more, and I'll take you further then you've ever been."
Remus whimpered at the small touches Harry was giving him and the way his breath played softly across his ear as he whispered. Oh Remus wanted to be taken farther than he had ever been but he _definitely_ didn't want to tell Harry the last person on his list. He hated to even think about it himself but Harry was began to rock his hips into Harry's and soon the werewolf's thoughts became jumbled and he finally said (albeit lowly, and quietly), "Severus Snape."
Harry's jaw dropped. All movements stopped, not out of anger but out of pure shock.
"You're shitting me....you and....well I guess what with the glares and..." He sat back, still straddled over his mate and laughed.
"You're telling me you've had both Sirius AND Snape? Was that why there was even more friction and OH MY GOSH that's why he's been baiting me this year." Harry resisted giving a whoop of laughter whilst he placed a hand over his mouth to hide the grin.
"Strangely Remus...I'm impressed. Oh this must be killing him," he said and leaning back down he placed a seering kiss upon his lover's lips to show he wasn't angry. "May I be as bold as to venture why such an extreme was taken?" He purred.
Remus blushed from embarrassment and from the heat rising in his body from Harry's touch and kiss, "Well I wasn't always friends with Sirius, James, and Peter. Before I became good friends with them I was alone and well so was Severus and things just went from there," he said letting Harry draw his on conclusions.
Harry sobered briefly and leant back down to the werewolf beneath him.
"You're not alone anymore." He whispered lovingly into the man's ear and placed a small kiss on the curve of his ear. Then he leant back as his feline possesion resumed control.
"Well you answered all my questions...I think the little wolf deserves a treat." So he leant forward, took the man's mouth possesivly under his own and sheathed himself into his lover.
~*~
"Well this is getting ridiculous." Harry mused aloud as he fought with the piece of spellotape that started in his hair, then on his fingers and now was stuck to the lense of his glasses. Various ribbons lay around the room and one had even wrapped itself around his foot.
A present, however lay neatly wrapped in front of him on the bed.
In the other room Remus wasn't having much success either. The werewolf was surrounded by a sea of wrapping paper and he was practically wrapped from head to toe in ribbon, but that didn't matter he had all of Harry's gifts wrapped and now everything was ready for Christmas!
Remus carefully picked up the packages, and after untangling himself from the ribbon he carried them downstairs to the Christmas tree that he and Harry had enchanted into looking absolutely gorgeous.
"Ha!" Came a sharp yell from upstairs and not few moments later a triumphant Harry came marching down the stairs, presents in arm and bits of sellotape dotted here and there on him.
"Usually Hermione helps me," he said matter of factly.
The werewolf laughed at his mate and when Harry had set his gifts up under the tree he began picking bits of spell-o-tape from Harry's robe, "Looks like you had just as much success as I did." Remus said with a grin when Harry pulled a piece of ribbon from the other man's hair.
"What is it in the male gene that gives us a present-wrapping deficency. We generally just _can't_ do it." He shrugged and Remus laughed again.
Harry went on tiptoe as he kissed the man gently before falling back onto the heels of his feet. "Christmas then marriage...I think life is really getting better."
Remus hummed happily, "Look up my love." he said softly and Harry's green eyes flickered up to the mistle toe that had magically been enchanted to hang above them, "Would you look at that!" Harry said catching on to the game and pulling Remus in for a kiss.
The two kissed longingly, twirling slightly and hummed happily against one another's lips. Remus hooked an arm under Harry's legs where he carried him to the couch for a little light making out.
"Harry not to ruin this terribly intimate moment but .. I'm starving and I can smell the food wafting up from the Great Hall from here!" he said with a chuckle.
Harry chuckled as he moved off of his lover, helping him stand. "Well then let us eat Monsuier." He said with a cheesy french accent as he held open the lair door.
~*~
Remus was thoroughly enjoying his meal beside Dumbledore in the Great Hall when suddenly there was a might 'WHOOSH' and the owls began to flood in. The werewolf watched the sea of birds deliver letters to the students but one eye flew over and dropped a red envelope infront of Remus' plate, "A Howler." he gulped.
Harry watched from his seat in horror as the letter infront of Remus began to smoke. He wanted to run up ans grab it away from his mate but it was too late...it suddenyl burst into life, shaking the walls with a voice he'd never even heard before.
"YOU DISGUSTING HALF-BREED! YOU CHILD MOLESTING HEARTLESS MONSTER! YOU TAINT THIS BOY WITH YOUR FILTHY SKIN-RIPPING CLAWS AND TEARING TEETH, THE BOY WHO LIVED WHO DESERVES _BETTER_ THEN THE MEDICORE LIFE YOU SPIT AT HIM! FILTHY VILE CREATURE! YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN SHOT AS SOON AS YOU WERE BITTEN!"
The letter burst into flames leaving in its wake a heavy silence...until a snigger, then a laugh, then an uproaring cheer came from the Slytherin table. They _quoted_ the letter, jeering Remus with snide comments.
Remus stood to leave when the table began to rock, steadily at first then more heavily. Looking up he saw all the house tables doing the same as the Slytherins went silent in fear.
Hermione stood away from the table like many other students were doing and looked at Harry. She gasped.
Harry's eyes were ablaze in violent acid green, his hands curled into bloody fists upon the table. He was trembling with anger and with him the room shook. Acting quickly Hermione and Ron grabbed Harry under each arm, pulling him from the room until they all collapsed outside the doors in a heap, the large Oak doors slamming closed in the intensity of Harry's rage.
Suddenly arms slipped under Harry and lifted him from the floor, carrying him away from the Hall entrance and away from the still wide-eyed Hermione and Ron. "You shouldn't let things like that get to you." Remus whispered to his mate while placing a soothing kiss on Harry's forehead. However calm the werewolf appeared it was nothing compared to the sea of anger, fear, and self-loathing that went on inside of the wolf. Why couldn't he be a normal man? Look what he was doing to Harry! Remus almost let a growl escape his throat but bit it back as they finally arrived at the Lair.
"NO! I Don't care anymore. I will not have some jumped up dickhead _stranger_ tell me how _my_ life is to be run! I have lived with it for 6 years but NO MORE!" Harry's eyes continued to burn in their unatural colour, pacing like a caged beast.
"They want me to fight their _fucking_ war but want to run MY life, tell me who _I_ love." He growled harshly.
"Tell me you didn't believe a word of that..that..MONSTROSITY! You are not filthy Remus Lupin." He added whilst he continued to prowl up and down.
Moony growled angrily inside of Remus agreeing with everyword that his mate spoke but the man could see items around the room beginning to shake and wobble and knew that Harry's power was about to consume him in anger once again.
Remus walked over to his pacing mate and wrapped his arms around the man's waist pulling him to him in one fluid motion, "Stop." he commanded softly, "You are about to lose control once again and I really like this room the way it is."
The younger man looked around at the trembling room and for Remus's sake he shut his eyes, inhaling deeply then exhaling. The tremours lessened but still when Harry's eyes opened they held a powerful glow.
"I'll fight this war, but we're fighting it _my_ way." He growled and for the first time in his life Harry understood the true potential of the magick that coursed through his veins.
"I think we need to pay our dear Minister a little visit."
Remus' eyes widened, "Harry, love, I don't think that would be wise ...I mean .." he hated to say it because of Harry's anger but he had to let him know, "Werewolf's aren't exactly, ehm, welcomed in public places and the Ministry of Magic is one of them."
"So let me get this straight," Harry said dangerously slow, " You fight in the two niggest wizarding wars known, risking _your_ life for _them_. You control your wilder side with disgusting tasting potions and they have _Deatheaters_ waltzing in and out of that building where _you_ are not allowed?"
The coffe table shook as Harry breathed deeply before it flipped over onto its back, books and papers scattering the ground.
"Well I don't care Moony my love, we are going and you are _free_ to walk where you like, let them rot." He growled pulling Remus to him passionately.
"Hogwarts, I have a request to make," Harry addressed the building that groaned its pipes in answer, "If you believe my cause to be just you will allow me and my mate to apparate out of here to the Ministry...what do you say?"
The building lifted its magical shields...
~*~
Kingsley stepped out of the elevator sipping his coffee when commotion came from the entrance door. The doors sudenly burst open and two men, the guards, came sliding on their backs into the entrance hall then scrambled further backwards.
Harry Potter, cloak billowing around him and energy falling off of him in waves stepped forward.
"I wish to make an appointment with Minister Fudge." He said simply, almost politley.
Kingsley's eyes went to the eyes of Remus Lupin who immediately looked down at the ground in an almost embarrassed fashion. The man stood looking as if he were trying to hide behind Harry.
"Through there." Kingsley said pointing down the hall to a glass door that said 'Minister Cornelius Fudge'.
"Thank you." The young wizard said pleasently as he inclined his head at Kingsley.
"Remus you can stay here if you like." Harry said kindly, the power disappering for a moment before the man turned back to the doors, the magick leaping back onto him.
He held out a hand fingers splayed and the doors opened up, smashing on the walls as they collided.
"This won't take but a moment." He said lowly.
Remus nodded at his mate and watched as Harry walked just as pleasantly as you please down the hall and strode through the broken doors as if he were coming for an idle chat.
Harry stepped over the threshold of the room where a shocked Fudge sat at his desk. Hearing shouts behind him he turned to see Auror's making their way to the room. He placed up a electric blue transparent wall up where the doors should have been. He turned back.
" You and I are due a little chat on my position, and my lover's position, in this war."
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Remus stood waiting for Harry and trying to ignore the stares and glances he was getting from various Aurors and Ministry Officials. The werewolf merely smiled politely at them and kept his eyes fixed on the doorway through which his mate had disappeared. A moment later the shields around the doors came down and Harry strode out with a triumphant simile.
"How did things go?" he asked as Harry wrapped an arm around his waist.
"Rather one-sided but I think he got the messa..."
"POTTER!"
They both turned to find a red faced Fudge standing at his threshold. Harry grinned.
"Ah, I see you've retained your voice."
"You have to fight this War, you know it, you can't escape it." The man hissed and Harry sighed.
"You didn't even listen to me did you? I AM fighting this War, but not for the Ministry. I fight for the Order now, I will NOT be your promotion for the re-election. You and I both know that you've a slim chance of being elected for Minister again so by advertising the fact you have the Boy-Who-Lived fighting for you, you have a chance...now you don't even have that."
Remus cowered even lower behind Harry at the minister's rage. Werewolves were shunned as it was but now things would probably be even worse because he had come into this _very_ public place. "Harry come on, let's go." he said tugging on the sleeve of his mate's robe.
Harry felt Remus's fear through their mating connection and turned to look at him sadly. With a wave of his hand he transported himself and Remus back to Hogwarts.
~*~
They landed in their room. Harry swayed on his feet dangerously.
"Some day I'll make it alright Remus." He said simply before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the floor, drained and exhausted.
Remus yelped and was immediately by his mate's side shaking his head he picked up his young lover and placed him on the bed, suddenly feeling very tired, not just a physical tiredness but a tiredness that reach into his soul and weighed down his heart.
"I need a shower." he muttered to himself heading into the bathroom and turning the shower on letting the water warm while he undressed. As Remus stood in the shower he cast his eyes downward at four horizontally jagged scars that were just above his hip. The place were he had been bitten. He sighed and glared angrily at it; it was the source of all his problems.
~*~
Harry woke an hour later and his body felt like lead. Groaning he rolled over painfully, sitting up and rubbing his throbbing head.
"Remus?" He croaked into the dark room.
"I'm here." he said simply walking into the bedroom wearing only his pajama bottoms and towel drying his hair, "Why did you do it Harry? Why did you drag me down there and make things worse?" he said his amber eyes filled with a slight anger and hurt.
Harry rubbed at his temples as he looked at the emotions crossing his lover's gold gaze.
"I'm sorry, thinking logically now I shouldn't have taken you but I still would've gone...I want your well-being Remus but this was about breaking my ties with them. I apoligise for dragging you in with me."
He made to stand but his body felt like he'd run a marathon so he's legs shook a little until he couldn't do it anymore and he sat back down.
Remus smiled soflty, "I'll forgive you .. _this_ time." he winked at his mate and then walked over to gently sit behind Harry lovingly spooning himself around his mate as he placed soft kisses on Harry's neck.
Harry hummed slightly at the tingles shooting up and down his spine. He reached behind him to cup Remus's cheek as he kissed him.
"I fight for myself now, for the Order...I feel oddly free about that."
The werewolf smiled, "I'm glad, and I'll stand beside you through this war .. if you promise me you'll win it." he said and began to playfully nibble on Harry's neck.
Leaning his head back the animagi let his mate love him.
"I promise, and even if I don't I'm taking him with me." He hummed a little as the teeth grazed the juncture of his neck.
Remus shuddered at the thought of losing another mate and he knew that his soul wouldn't be able to take it again. The werewolf put back the hurtful knowledge and ran his hand up inside of Harry's shirt skimming his fingers lightly across the younger man's chest. "If you go I go." he murmered.
"Ok this is getting depressing so let's stop." Turning full aroung Harry placed a searing kiss on his lover's lips and with energy renewed he pushed him back onto the bed.
~*~
Remus hummed as he looked into the night sky and watched the almost full moon. It wouldn't be long now before transformation time, but since Harry had been trasnforming with him it wasn't so bad and he didn't dread it as much as he used to.
"Where shall we go for transformation this time?" Remus said turning to his mate.
"Mongolia." Harry muttered from his place under the duvet, "Go to sleep Remus."
Chuckling the werewolf prodded the lump of quilt admitting a grunt from it.
"Seriously, Harry please...you owe me for the Ministry fiasco."
Sighing the sheets whipped down to reveal a disheavled teenager who rolled onto his side to look at his mate better.
"Seeing as we're in school grounds how about the forbidden forest? You'll probably get a kick out of the whole 'forbidden' thing and turn it into a sexual exploit. I swear sometimes you're hornier than me."
Grinning Harry placed a kiss on the tawny man's lips lovingly.
"Sleep." He commanded, "No use to me as a pillow if you keep moving."
Remus laughed, "Remind me not to talk to you when you are trying to sleep." he said kissing the top of Harry's head as the younger man used Remus' chest for a pillow.
"Mmmm better." He snuggled his face in deeper when suddenly a funny thought struck him. He chuckled lightly causing Remus to look down at him.
"What?"
"Nothing...well, no it's not too bad. I was thinking about how people say like teacher's are there to help us on our paths to our futures by teaching us...you simply help me get a good nights sleep by offering your services as a pillow."
Arching an eyebrow Remus chuckled lightly.Harry shook his head.
"Random thought, made me laugh was all."
Remus smiled lovingly, "Yes, this is a definite sign that you need sleep." the older man said but when he looked down he saw that Harry's eyes had already lowered in sleep and that his breathing was light and soft. "Never mind." he murmered softly.
~*~
The light filtered onto the sheets warming them nicely. Harry arched his back into both the warmth of the light and of that of his lover. Hitching his leg up to rest bent across Remus's abdomen the younger man opened his eyes as he stroked the smooth skin beneath his fingers...he was always the antsy one in the mornings.
Remus yawned as he woke to find himself entangled in Harry's legs as the younger man drew circles on his chest with his finger. The werewolf smiled ("Always the antsy one.") and reached down to take the hand and intertwine his finger with Harry's. "Good morning." he said his voice a little croaky from sleep.
"Mmm Good morning." Harry said in a voice husky from the lack of use. "You make a good pillow my love."
Chuckling Remus tapped a little tune on Harry's thigh before they both caught site of the bedroom clock...8:45!
"Shit!" They both chorused as they jumoer out of bed. They had quarter of an hour to get ready before classes started but Harry couldn't keep the grin off his face as Remus searched frantically for his trousers.
"Try the light."
Frowning Remus turned to a candle holder attached to the wall where his trousers were indeed hanging.
Remus shook his head and muttered something about Harry being an animal in bed as he retrieved his pants. After successfully dressing himself and putting on his robes he turned to Harry suddenly worried, "Merlin! I've got to face Sixth year Slytherins today! I bet they know that Howler by heart."
Pitying his lover Harry stood and took Remus's hands in his and placed them around his waist.
"If that is so then they'll also remember a shaking room. You're a teacher Moonchild, for once don't be the good guy. They give you shit, give it back...because if you don't I'll come in and terrify the shit outta them and I know you'll hate that."
He placed a reassuring kiss on the pale lips gently.
"Thank you." Remus said softly, "But you remember that you have Double Potions today wtih Slytherins and I don't want Dumbledore coming to tell me that you have blown up the dungeons." the werewolf said stroking a thumb over Harry's cheek.
Harry pretended to think for a moment.
"...Can I blow anyone up?"
"Only one."
"Malfoy?"
"...Just a smidgeon."
The two grinned at one another as they laughed. Kissing him lightly once more Harry picked up his bag and wished his mate good luck.
~*~
Remus walked into class and almost froze on the spot as he heard some of the Slytherins reciting the Howler in a rather loud tone. The werewolf smiled at the winks of encouragment he received from the Hufflepuffs in the class and this gave him the extra boost that he needed. "Good morning class! Today we will be studying ancient magical beasts that are no longer seen except for a few rare places."
A Slytherin raised his hand, "So are these disgusting half-breeds? Child molesting monsters? Or will they taint us with their filthy skin-tearing claws?" the boy recited the Howler causing Remus to clench his fist.
"Yes they do. Remarkable how they remind you of Slytherins eh?" Remus said to the surprise of the class which sent the Hufflepuffs off into sniggers and the Slytherins into scowls.
~*~
Harry drummed his fingers against the table as a nervous habit. He needed to know his mate was ok, he needed to know if Remus was taking his advice.
"Mr Potter for the last time pay attention." Jumping Harry looked into the scowling face of Professor McGonagoll.
"Sorry ma'am." He said sincerely and sat up a little straighter to give her the attention she desired.
~*~
Remus was glad when he was able to return to the Lair for good that night. When he walked in Harry was already there since his last class was closer than Remus'. "How was your day?" the blonde ask walking around to flop down beside of Harry on the couch.
"Rather good considering I was worrying about you all day...How about you, any troubles?" The animagi asked as he climbed over to curl up next to his love.
The werewolf shrugged, "I had a fifth year Slytherin who wanted to recite the Howler but between myself and the Hufflepuffs we shut him up." the blonde winked at his mate. "You would have been proud."
"Mmmm Aren't we a clever boy?" Harry purred as he kissed Remus longingly on the lips. He sat back with a smile then stood from the sofa.
"Come on, I'll open a bottle of Wine to celebrate...'Moony finally stands up for himself."
Remus caught up to Harry from behind and brought him close with an arm around Harry's waist. "Do I get a reward?" he said with a cheesy wink.
The younger man shook his head amused.
"What was it last night I said about you being the hornier one?" Kissing the taller male Harry smirked.
"Of course you do."
Remus hummed into the kiss that Harry placed on his lips, "Can I help it because the moon is rising? You know I get worse the closer to transformation!" the blonde said trailing his lips down to the crook of Harry's neck.
"No denying that." The panther said as he leant back his head.
"Tell me about your class today. I like the idea of you growling down at those pitiful snakes." He purred.
The werewolf smiled, "We were talking about some truly monsterous beasts of ancient times and one of the Slytherins started reciting the Howler, so I said that all of those monsterous beasts that are filfthy and tear your sking with their claws reminded me of Slytherins." Remus said continue on his trail down Harry's neck with his lips.
Giving a moan Harry pounced on top of the startled man with a growl.
"I see it doesn't take long to get you worked up." Remus said as the sudden weight of Harry brought him down to the floor pinned under the animagi. The werewolf groaned as Harry began to place ravishing kisses along side of Remus' neck.
"Blame the cat." Harry muttered as he led searing kisses in a heated path up the tawny haired man's neck to his ear.
If Remus had of been standing he knew his knees would have given out the moment Harry's lips touched his ear and began to nibble down from his ear along his collar bone where he easily unbuttoned Remus' shirt with one hand.
"You know, you have us seventh years tomorrow...Gryffindors and Slytherins...Wonder if I'll be witnessing any other acts that deserve to be rewarded?"
He nipped at the revealed flesh, grinning wickedly as the werewolf managed a wink.
Remus hummed as his mate's teeth grazed his skin, "I don't know, just depends on what kind of mood I'm in. If they say something I'll probably be holding you back." the werewolf grinned affectionately and started unbuttoning Harry's shirt.
"Ah tou'che." Harry's British accent seemingly intesfied as jis shirt was discarded and he returned the grin, albeit more evilly.
"Pure evil, I tell you." Remus murmured in response to his mate's evil grin. "Besides, we all know that the Slytherins are just jealous because they couldn't get any of this." the werewolf said in a totally camp way winking cheekily at Harry.
"Yeah, Draco's been gagging for me for years."
Winking Harry allowed himself to be pulled down onto the bed.
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Written by: Heather & Callie
Notes: Sorry for the wait guys! Things have gotten busy for us, but here you go and we hope you enjoy! Thank you so very much for the reviews, they are greatly appreciated!
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Howler From Hades
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Harry wrote long elegant letters in the Diary he'd started a while back, the beautiful poems and memoirs flourishing from his mind onto the paper like trickling water.
He'd come to the conclusion that were he ever to become pregnant that he would one day like the child to read about the beginnings of its fathers' love.
Remus walked into the Lair coming from his last class and spotted Harry writing in his diary. The werewolf smiled and put down his worn briefcase, taking his place by the fire, "My dear have you noted that it's a month till Christmas?"
Harry looked up at Remus quickly and a gleam came to his eye. "What you got me?" he joked and then placing the book down he walked over to his werewolf and kissed him.
It had been a fair few weeks and nearly everyone knew about the Professors and Harry's relationship. The Gryffindors were amazing about it, even the other DA members (although Cho seemed a little confused). The Slytherins made it hard sometimes but in the end some friend would come along and defend him.
Remus eagerly kissed Harry back, "And how was your day?" the blonde said leading over to his chair and sitting down, taking his mate in his lap.
Harry hummed as he thought back over the days events and ticked them off on his finger.
"I had Seamus come and tell me he understood why I was with you, I had Lavender offer a threesome, I had Malfoy make some snide comment in which _every_ female I know immediately jumped up and defended me and I had Dean ask if older men are better..."
The werewolf laughed and kissed his mate's forehead, "And are we?" His amber eyes twinkled at the question.
Harry grinned cheekily and leaned in to purr into Remus' ear. "Like a fine wine you men get better with age...Of course I am biased with you as my only sample but…you're good."
Remus batted his eyelashes like a woman and gave a giggle, "Stop your making me blush." He dodged Harry's playful slap and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and pulled him down into his lap for a ravishing kiss.
Harry hummed against the velvet lips and deepened the kiss with a teasing tongue against Remus' lips. He then pulled back with a wicked grin. "So what's your lucky number? I mean I know there was Sirius and then there's me...just us two?"
"I don't know what kind of person you think I am, Mr. Potter," Remus said with a cheeky grin, "But I don't kiss and tell…unless it's a really good one," he added with a sly grin.
Harry smiled and breathed out through his nose in a laugh. "Do you talk about me then?" He smirked and then winked cheekily at the man.
Remus laughed but shook his head, "Yes, Albus loves to hear every detail of how I make you scream and moan." The werewolf winked and lovingly placed a hot sensual kiss on Harry's neck.
Harry laughed which soon turned into a moan at the sensation. He'd never grow tired of this.
~*~
Harry flicked through the calendar to check for the next New Moon. This was when Remus was at his prime, the Full Moon further then usual on the cycle and he marked it down in his diary to remember.
Harry had been looking up Werewolf mating bonds and had discovered that the few Wolves who had married in the past performed two ceremonies. The first was a ritual between the Wolf and his or her mate, no witnesses and was something very silmilar to a Wiccan handfasting. Unlike a Wiccan handfasting which was only meant for a year and a day or for as long as love lasts, the Werewolf handfasting was an eternity thing, forever bound and unbreakable.
The other ceremony was a simple wedding, with guests and a priest as usual. Harry and Remus planned on an outdoor wedding, sometime after Christmas. The usual robes and such were used, rings which they already had and bestmen, brides, the whole common occurances. He'd settled for a more Celtic wedding, the music with panpipes and violins etc.
Harry had asked Ron to be on his side at the wedding, although he wasn't quite sure what Ron was supposed to be, as he wasn't entirely sure if there was a 'bride' at a male/male wedding.
Remus smiled as Harry flipped through the calendar; the werewolf didn't have to ask what his mate was looking for because this was something that Harry always did a week before the full moon. The werewolf was anxious for the wedding, to make Harry legally his, but what he was really waiting for was the handfasting, just the two of them, locking their souls together for eternity. This was something that he and Sirius had never had time to do with Sirius being put in Azkaban and then on the run all of the time.
Harry finished with marking off the important details and smiled up at Remus as the other man stood and settled beside him. He stroked a hand through the light brown hair and pecked a kiss onto the Roman nose of Remus.
"Well I think I have most of it," he said quite happily and closed the Diary in his lap, looking down at it with a grin, " I just need to find the incantation for a handfasting but I know where to get it from so it's no big problem."
Remus smiled happily, "Good. I would stay but I have shopping to do." He smiled, and simply said, "Christmas."
The werewolf rose and placed a kiss on Harry's cheek, "I'll be back in a while," he said with a smile and waved his wand, changing into muggle clothing. Remus looked absolutely ravishing in a pair of khaki pants, and a burgandy pullover hoodie.
Harry smiled widely and resisted simply taking Remus where he stood. "Okay," he said, his voice coming out a little huskier then he wanted it and Remus gave him a cheeky wink. The man then left leaving Harry to go back over the Handfasting instructions.
~*~
Remus walked through Muggle London his eyes gazing idly over the shops, he knew what he was looking for, and it had to be just right. The werewolf became slightly self-conscious with the way women, and some men seemed to let their eyes roam freely over him.
When the man's shopping was done he returned to the Lair burden down with packages. "Don't even think about it Harry," he said when he entered the Lair's Common Room. His mate winked at him mischeiviously and Remus went to stow away the gifts in a chest.
When the werewolf returned he flopped down on the couch, "Do I look weird today or something? I kept receiving stares from people."
Harry grinned at how naive Remus could be. "Remus, love, those people," He stalked over to the couch where the man was reclined, "Saw a sexy man stroll past them. How could they not look…?Bet its weird for you when the women look," he teased and kissed the man lightly as he crouched over him.
Pulling back he winked at the werewolf.
"Actually it's not. I'll have you to know ... " the werewolf suddenly stopped and snapped his mouth shut, "No I don't think I'll share that," he said his cheeks coloring to match his hoodie. Instead he grabbed Harry's shirt and pulled him in for a tantalizingly sweet kiss.
Harry pulled back with a laugh and pointed a finger at the man in a scolding manner. "Uh uh You can't say something like that then not tell me....would this be a part of the 'lucky number' you wouldn't share with me?" he purred in a mocking way.
Remus just smiled innocently, "Maybe," he said grinning largely because Harry would never ever get Remus' lucky number. Okay, maybe not ever but the Gryffindor would have to think of something good to get that bit of information out of Remus.
"Come on Remus, You know that if I had been with anyone else I would've told you should you ask. I find your life intriguing, you've been everywhere," Harry pleaded and bounced a little in the man's lap.
The werewolf shook his head, "You'll have to get it out of me first," he said with a smug grin and a playful wink to his mate. Remus removed Harry from his lap and stood up going over to the kitchen to get himself some coffee.
Harry gave a playful growl and quickly sped after his mate, swiftly trapping Remus between himself and the kitchen counter. "Guess I'll just have to drag it outta you." He growled huskily and attacked the man's neck with animal like bites and kisses.
Remus moaned appreciatively and slumped against the counter slipping his hand up to twine his fingers into Harry's thick locks. "Merlin," he managed to gasp out. Harry definitely knew what he was doing, but Remus still wasn't ready to blurt out his lucky number yet.
Harry continued to nibble his way around the soft skin but he pulled back suddenly and quickly pulled the hoodie off his mate, tossing it unceremoniously over his shoulder. His nips went lower, over the smooth chest and leaving hickeys on the protruding hips.
Now a babble of nonsensical words and phrases of encouragement and praise were flowing from the werewolf's mouth. Harry had Remus exactly where he wanted him, and he stopped standing up to be almost eye level with his mate, "The number?" he growled huskily.
"Nine," Remus gasped out.
Harry gave a laugh of surprise and grinned widely. "NINE! Remus Lupin you animal." He laughed again and then pressed a bruising kiss against the pink lips in front of him. "I'm shocked, truly. Thats a lot...Guess I'll have to try _extra_ hard to earn a place in the top three."
As he said this his hand slipped lower until he tugged at the belt lopes of Remus's trousers and dragged him to the sofa, pushing him down possesivly and straddling him.
Remus smiled just happy that he didn't have to tell _who_ the nine people were. A few of them were people who Remus shuddered to think about, some were old classmates, and others were parents of some of the students he taught, and then ... there was of course Sirius and Harry.
The werewolf grabbed the collar of Harry's shirt and tugged him down for a hungry kiss where he growled in his ear, "Babe you're already in the top two."
"Top two hmmm...you gonna tell me who or do you _like_ me dragging it out of you?" Harry purred into the sensitive ear and traced his tongue over the shell teasingly before nibbling gently on the tip.
Remus huskily growled, "I'd rather have it drug out of me," he said grinding his hips into Harry's, "However that information won't be so easy to take out of me," he said his eyes a warm honey color.
"Lets test that theory shall we," the panther purred and he bent Remus over the coffee table as he prowled up the lean body. Harry decided the most passionate of his two personalites was his feline form and so still maintaing his human form he let the cat take over his mind.
He traced his tongue down the bent neck, trailing further and further down the body until he came to the small shock of hair on Remus' lower abdomen. He scratched down the werewolf's sides with a possesive growl.
The blonde panted and arched his back into Harry's touch. Remus snaked his hands down Harry's shoulders and up into the thick black hair that he wound his fingers in.
Harry pulled the flies of his mate's trousers slowly then pulled down the trousers, over the lean legs then wisked them off.
"Who is it?" he said huskily, sucking the elegant hips then pulling back, a teasing glint in his eyes. He lowered his head again and nibbled lightly.
Remus hurriedly rummaged through his brain for which one of the nine people he could reveal to Harry and still continue this game of discovery, "Melanie Abbot, Hannah Abbot's mother," he said in a rush as Harry began to suck ravishingly on the curve of his hip.
"With me included that's two...we still have seven to go." The Harry-cat huffed against the smooth skin, "Lets see, who else?"
He bite down sharply which extracted a moan from the man below him and then he tantilinzly slipped the man's boxers off, revealing his lover. He lowered his body over the other males and rubbed sensationally against the man as he dipped his tongue in the opened mouth of his groaning lover.
Remus moaned into the velvety mouth above him and gasped, "Sirius of course." Desperately grinding his hips itno the rocking ones above him.
"Of course, But that was a giving...six more." He kissed a trail up the man's sensitive thigh. He trailed light fingers over the trembling stomach and licked higher up the thigh.
The werewolf let out a gurgled moan but winced slightly, lying across the table was getting uncomfortable. Remus growled and pushed up from the position dragging Harry down into the floor where the young Gryffindor quickly resumed his nibbling and sucking, dragging his tongue tantalizingly down Remus' chest, "A muggle you wouldn't know," he managed to get out between pants of breath.
"Five," Harry growled against the flushing skin, licking over a sensitive nipple before removing his own shirt to rub against the ultra responsive body.
Remus whimpered appreciatively and ran his fingernails down Harry's back his body hungrily asking for more. "Richard Boot, Terry Boot's father," he spat out in a rush of breath.
"Hmm, so many people's parents...You are insatiable my little wolf," he whispered as nibbled at a sensitive juncture behind Remus's ear, slipping out of his trousers so all that remained between them was the thin material of Harry's boxers. He rocked his hips against the other man's.
The blonde whimpered and ran his fingers around the top of Harry's boxer's but had his hands were slapped away by Harry as the younger man continued this bittersweet torture. Remus couldn't take it anymore, "Anna Sonal, Ravenclaw. Camron Dernough, Ravenclaw, and Adam Morias, Hufflepuf," he breathed out three more names ready for the reward that would come from the information he had provided and furthermore he couldn't wait for the sweet torture that would come when Harry tried to figure out the last name.
"Mmm One." He slipped out of his boxers and rubbed slowly against his lover, biting and licking a hickey onto the man's neck, smiling wickedly as blood rushed to the spot turning it a satisfactory red.
"Come now Remus Lupin," he hissed sensually into the werewolf's ear, "One more, and I'll take you further then you've ever been."
Remus whimpered at the small touches Harry was giving him and the way his breath played softly across his ear as he whispered. Oh Remus wanted to be taken farther than he had ever been but he _definitely_ didn't want to tell Harry the last person on his list. He hated to even think about it himself but Harry was began to rock his hips into Harry's and soon the werewolf's thoughts became jumbled and he finally said (albeit lowly, and quietly), "Severus Snape."
Harry's jaw dropped. All movements stopped, not out of anger but out of pure shock.
"You're shitting me....you and....well I guess what with the glares and..." He sat back, still straddled over his mate and laughed.
"You're telling me you've had both Sirius AND Snape? Was that why there was even more friction and OH MY GOSH that's why he's been baiting me this year." Harry resisted giving a whoop of laughter whilst he placed a hand over his mouth to hide the grin.
"Strangely Remus...I'm impressed. Oh this must be killing him," he said and leaning back down he placed a seering kiss upon his lover's lips to show he wasn't angry. "May I be as bold as to venture why such an extreme was taken?" He purred.
Remus blushed from embarrassment and from the heat rising in his body from Harry's touch and kiss, "Well I wasn't always friends with Sirius, James, and Peter. Before I became good friends with them I was alone and well so was Severus and things just went from there," he said letting Harry draw his on conclusions.
Harry sobered briefly and leant back down to the werewolf beneath him.
"You're not alone anymore." He whispered lovingly into the man's ear and placed a small kiss on the curve of his ear. Then he leant back as his feline possesion resumed control.
"Well you answered all my questions...I think the little wolf deserves a treat." So he leant forward, took the man's mouth possesivly under his own and sheathed himself into his lover.
~*~
"Well this is getting ridiculous." Harry mused aloud as he fought with the piece of spellotape that started in his hair, then on his fingers and now was stuck to the lense of his glasses. Various ribbons lay around the room and one had even wrapped itself around his foot.
A present, however lay neatly wrapped in front of him on the bed.
In the other room Remus wasn't having much success either. The werewolf was surrounded by a sea of wrapping paper and he was practically wrapped from head to toe in ribbon, but that didn't matter he had all of Harry's gifts wrapped and now everything was ready for Christmas!
Remus carefully picked up the packages, and after untangling himself from the ribbon he carried them downstairs to the Christmas tree that he and Harry had enchanted into looking absolutely gorgeous.
"Ha!" Came a sharp yell from upstairs and not few moments later a triumphant Harry came marching down the stairs, presents in arm and bits of sellotape dotted here and there on him.
"Usually Hermione helps me," he said matter of factly.
The werewolf laughed at his mate and when Harry had set his gifts up under the tree he began picking bits of spell-o-tape from Harry's robe, "Looks like you had just as much success as I did." Remus said with a grin when Harry pulled a piece of ribbon from the other man's hair.
"What is it in the male gene that gives us a present-wrapping deficency. We generally just _can't_ do it." He shrugged and Remus laughed again.
Harry went on tiptoe as he kissed the man gently before falling back onto the heels of his feet. "Christmas then marriage...I think life is really getting better."
Remus hummed happily, "Look up my love." he said softly and Harry's green eyes flickered up to the mistle toe that had magically been enchanted to hang above them, "Would you look at that!" Harry said catching on to the game and pulling Remus in for a kiss.
The two kissed longingly, twirling slightly and hummed happily against one another's lips. Remus hooked an arm under Harry's legs where he carried him to the couch for a little light making out.
"Harry not to ruin this terribly intimate moment but .. I'm starving and I can smell the food wafting up from the Great Hall from here!" he said with a chuckle.
Harry chuckled as he moved off of his lover, helping him stand. "Well then let us eat Monsuier." He said with a cheesy french accent as he held open the lair door.
~*~
Remus was thoroughly enjoying his meal beside Dumbledore in the Great Hall when suddenly there was a might 'WHOOSH' and the owls began to flood in. The werewolf watched the sea of birds deliver letters to the students but one eye flew over and dropped a red envelope infront of Remus' plate, "A Howler." he gulped.
Harry watched from his seat in horror as the letter infront of Remus began to smoke. He wanted to run up ans grab it away from his mate but it was too late...it suddenyl burst into life, shaking the walls with a voice he'd never even heard before.
"YOU DISGUSTING HALF-BREED! YOU CHILD MOLESTING HEARTLESS MONSTER! YOU TAINT THIS BOY WITH YOUR FILTHY SKIN-RIPPING CLAWS AND TEARING TEETH, THE BOY WHO LIVED WHO DESERVES _BETTER_ THEN THE MEDICORE LIFE YOU SPIT AT HIM! FILTHY VILE CREATURE! YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN SHOT AS SOON AS YOU WERE BITTEN!"
The letter burst into flames leaving in its wake a heavy silence...until a snigger, then a laugh, then an uproaring cheer came from the Slytherin table. They _quoted_ the letter, jeering Remus with snide comments.
Remus stood to leave when the table began to rock, steadily at first then more heavily. Looking up he saw all the house tables doing the same as the Slytherins went silent in fear.
Hermione stood away from the table like many other students were doing and looked at Harry. She gasped.
Harry's eyes were ablaze in violent acid green, his hands curled into bloody fists upon the table. He was trembling with anger and with him the room shook. Acting quickly Hermione and Ron grabbed Harry under each arm, pulling him from the room until they all collapsed outside the doors in a heap, the large Oak doors slamming closed in the intensity of Harry's rage.
Suddenly arms slipped under Harry and lifted him from the floor, carrying him away from the Hall entrance and away from the still wide-eyed Hermione and Ron. "You shouldn't let things like that get to you." Remus whispered to his mate while placing a soothing kiss on Harry's forehead. However calm the werewolf appeared it was nothing compared to the sea of anger, fear, and self-loathing that went on inside of the wolf. Why couldn't he be a normal man? Look what he was doing to Harry! Remus almost let a growl escape his throat but bit it back as they finally arrived at the Lair.
"NO! I Don't care anymore. I will not have some jumped up dickhead _stranger_ tell me how _my_ life is to be run! I have lived with it for 6 years but NO MORE!" Harry's eyes continued to burn in their unatural colour, pacing like a caged beast.
"They want me to fight their _fucking_ war but want to run MY life, tell me who _I_ love." He growled harshly.
"Tell me you didn't believe a word of that..that..MONSTROSITY! You are not filthy Remus Lupin." He added whilst he continued to prowl up and down.
Moony growled angrily inside of Remus agreeing with everyword that his mate spoke but the man could see items around the room beginning to shake and wobble and knew that Harry's power was about to consume him in anger once again.
Remus walked over to his pacing mate and wrapped his arms around the man's waist pulling him to him in one fluid motion, "Stop." he commanded softly, "You are about to lose control once again and I really like this room the way it is."
The younger man looked around at the trembling room and for Remus's sake he shut his eyes, inhaling deeply then exhaling. The tremours lessened but still when Harry's eyes opened they held a powerful glow.
"I'll fight this war, but we're fighting it _my_ way." He growled and for the first time in his life Harry understood the true potential of the magick that coursed through his veins.
"I think we need to pay our dear Minister a little visit."
Remus' eyes widened, "Harry, love, I don't think that would be wise ...I mean .." he hated to say it because of Harry's anger but he had to let him know, "Werewolf's aren't exactly, ehm, welcomed in public places and the Ministry of Magic is one of them."
"So let me get this straight," Harry said dangerously slow, " You fight in the two niggest wizarding wars known, risking _your_ life for _them_. You control your wilder side with disgusting tasting potions and they have _Deatheaters_ waltzing in and out of that building where _you_ are not allowed?"
The coffe table shook as Harry breathed deeply before it flipped over onto its back, books and papers scattering the ground.
"Well I don't care Moony my love, we are going and you are _free_ to walk where you like, let them rot." He growled pulling Remus to him passionately.
"Hogwarts, I have a request to make," Harry addressed the building that groaned its pipes in answer, "If you believe my cause to be just you will allow me and my mate to apparate out of here to the Ministry...what do you say?"
The building lifted its magical shields...
~*~
Kingsley stepped out of the elevator sipping his coffee when commotion came from the entrance door. The doors sudenly burst open and two men, the guards, came sliding on their backs into the entrance hall then scrambled further backwards.
Harry Potter, cloak billowing around him and energy falling off of him in waves stepped forward.
"I wish to make an appointment with Minister Fudge." He said simply, almost politley.
Kingsley's eyes went to the eyes of Remus Lupin who immediately looked down at the ground in an almost embarrassed fashion. The man stood looking as if he were trying to hide behind Harry.
"Through there." Kingsley said pointing down the hall to a glass door that said 'Minister Cornelius Fudge'.
"Thank you." The young wizard said pleasently as he inclined his head at Kingsley.
"Remus you can stay here if you like." Harry said kindly, the power disappering for a moment before the man turned back to the doors, the magick leaping back onto him.
He held out a hand fingers splayed and the doors opened up, smashing on the walls as they collided.
"This won't take but a moment." He said lowly.
Remus nodded at his mate and watched as Harry walked just as pleasantly as you please down the hall and strode through the broken doors as if he were coming for an idle chat.
Harry stepped over the threshold of the room where a shocked Fudge sat at his desk. Hearing shouts behind him he turned to see Auror's making their way to the room. He placed up a electric blue transparent wall up where the doors should have been. He turned back.
" You and I are due a little chat on my position, and my lover's position, in this war."
~*~
Remus stood waiting for Harry and trying to ignore the stares and glances he was getting from various Aurors and Ministry Officials. The werewolf merely smiled politely at them and kept his eyes fixed on the doorway through which his mate had disappeared. A moment later the shields around the doors came down and Harry strode out with a triumphant simile.
"How did things go?" he asked as Harry wrapped an arm around his waist.
"Rather one-sided but I think he got the messa..."
"POTTER!"
They both turned to find a red faced Fudge standing at his threshold. Harry grinned.
"Ah, I see you've retained your voice."
"You have to fight this War, you know it, you can't escape it." The man hissed and Harry sighed.
"You didn't even listen to me did you? I AM fighting this War, but not for the Ministry. I fight for the Order now, I will NOT be your promotion for the re-election. You and I both know that you've a slim chance of being elected for Minister again so by advertising the fact you have the Boy-Who-Lived fighting for you, you have a chance...now you don't even have that."
Remus cowered even lower behind Harry at the minister's rage. Werewolves were shunned as it was but now things would probably be even worse because he had come into this _very_ public place. "Harry come on, let's go." he said tugging on the sleeve of his mate's robe.
Harry felt Remus's fear through their mating connection and turned to look at him sadly. With a wave of his hand he transported himself and Remus back to Hogwarts.
~*~
They landed in their room. Harry swayed on his feet dangerously.
"Some day I'll make it alright Remus." He said simply before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the floor, drained and exhausted.
Remus yelped and was immediately by his mate's side shaking his head he picked up his young lover and placed him on the bed, suddenly feeling very tired, not just a physical tiredness but a tiredness that reach into his soul and weighed down his heart.
"I need a shower." he muttered to himself heading into the bathroom and turning the shower on letting the water warm while he undressed. As Remus stood in the shower he cast his eyes downward at four horizontally jagged scars that were just above his hip. The place were he had been bitten. He sighed and glared angrily at it; it was the source of all his problems.
~*~
Harry woke an hour later and his body felt like lead. Groaning he rolled over painfully, sitting up and rubbing his throbbing head.
"Remus?" He croaked into the dark room.
"I'm here." he said simply walking into the bedroom wearing only his pajama bottoms and towel drying his hair, "Why did you do it Harry? Why did you drag me down there and make things worse?" he said his amber eyes filled with a slight anger and hurt.
Harry rubbed at his temples as he looked at the emotions crossing his lover's gold gaze.
"I'm sorry, thinking logically now I shouldn't have taken you but I still would've gone...I want your well-being Remus but this was about breaking my ties with them. I apoligise for dragging you in with me."
He made to stand but his body felt like he'd run a marathon so he's legs shook a little until he couldn't do it anymore and he sat back down.
Remus smiled soflty, "I'll forgive you .. _this_ time." he winked at his mate and then walked over to gently sit behind Harry lovingly spooning himself around his mate as he placed soft kisses on Harry's neck.
Harry hummed slightly at the tingles shooting up and down his spine. He reached behind him to cup Remus's cheek as he kissed him.
"I fight for myself now, for the Order...I feel oddly free about that."
The werewolf smiled, "I'm glad, and I'll stand beside you through this war .. if you promise me you'll win it." he said and began to playfully nibble on Harry's neck.
Leaning his head back the animagi let his mate love him.
"I promise, and even if I don't I'm taking him with me." He hummed a little as the teeth grazed the juncture of his neck.
Remus shuddered at the thought of losing another mate and he knew that his soul wouldn't be able to take it again. The werewolf put back the hurtful knowledge and ran his hand up inside of Harry's shirt skimming his fingers lightly across the younger man's chest. "If you go I go." he murmered.
"Ok this is getting depressing so let's stop." Turning full aroung Harry placed a searing kiss on his lover's lips and with energy renewed he pushed him back onto the bed.
~*~
Remus hummed as he looked into the night sky and watched the almost full moon. It wouldn't be long now before transformation time, but since Harry had been trasnforming with him it wasn't so bad and he didn't dread it as much as he used to.
"Where shall we go for transformation this time?" Remus said turning to his mate.
"Mongolia." Harry muttered from his place under the duvet, "Go to sleep Remus."
Chuckling the werewolf prodded the lump of quilt admitting a grunt from it.
"Seriously, Harry please...you owe me for the Ministry fiasco."
Sighing the sheets whipped down to reveal a disheavled teenager who rolled onto his side to look at his mate better.
"Seeing as we're in school grounds how about the forbidden forest? You'll probably get a kick out of the whole 'forbidden' thing and turn it into a sexual exploit. I swear sometimes you're hornier than me."
Grinning Harry placed a kiss on the tawny man's lips lovingly.
"Sleep." He commanded, "No use to me as a pillow if you keep moving."
Remus laughed, "Remind me not to talk to you when you are trying to sleep." he said kissing the top of Harry's head as the younger man used Remus' chest for a pillow.
"Mmmm better." He snuggled his face in deeper when suddenly a funny thought struck him. He chuckled lightly causing Remus to look down at him.
"What?"
"Nothing...well, no it's not too bad. I was thinking about how people say like teacher's are there to help us on our paths to our futures by teaching us...you simply help me get a good nights sleep by offering your services as a pillow."
Arching an eyebrow Remus chuckled lightly.Harry shook his head.
"Random thought, made me laugh was all."
Remus smiled lovingly, "Yes, this is a definite sign that you need sleep." the older man said but when he looked down he saw that Harry's eyes had already lowered in sleep and that his breathing was light and soft. "Never mind." he murmered softly.
~*~
The light filtered onto the sheets warming them nicely. Harry arched his back into both the warmth of the light and of that of his lover. Hitching his leg up to rest bent across Remus's abdomen the younger man opened his eyes as he stroked the smooth skin beneath his fingers...he was always the antsy one in the mornings.
Remus yawned as he woke to find himself entangled in Harry's legs as the younger man drew circles on his chest with his finger. The werewolf smiled ("Always the antsy one.") and reached down to take the hand and intertwine his finger with Harry's. "Good morning." he said his voice a little croaky from sleep.
"Mmm Good morning." Harry said in a voice husky from the lack of use. "You make a good pillow my love."
Chuckling Remus tapped a little tune on Harry's thigh before they both caught site of the bedroom clock...8:45!
"Shit!" They both chorused as they jumoer out of bed. They had quarter of an hour to get ready before classes started but Harry couldn't keep the grin off his face as Remus searched frantically for his trousers.
"Try the light."
Frowning Remus turned to a candle holder attached to the wall where his trousers were indeed hanging.
Remus shook his head and muttered something about Harry being an animal in bed as he retrieved his pants. After successfully dressing himself and putting on his robes he turned to Harry suddenly worried, "Merlin! I've got to face Sixth year Slytherins today! I bet they know that Howler by heart."
Pitying his lover Harry stood and took Remus's hands in his and placed them around his waist.
"If that is so then they'll also remember a shaking room. You're a teacher Moonchild, for once don't be the good guy. They give you shit, give it back...because if you don't I'll come in and terrify the shit outta them and I know you'll hate that."
He placed a reassuring kiss on the pale lips gently.
"Thank you." Remus said softly, "But you remember that you have Double Potions today wtih Slytherins and I don't want Dumbledore coming to tell me that you have blown up the dungeons." the werewolf said stroking a thumb over Harry's cheek.
Harry pretended to think for a moment.
"...Can I blow anyone up?"
"Only one."
"Malfoy?"
"...Just a smidgeon."
The two grinned at one another as they laughed. Kissing him lightly once more Harry picked up his bag and wished his mate good luck.
~*~
Remus walked into class and almost froze on the spot as he heard some of the Slytherins reciting the Howler in a rather loud tone. The werewolf smiled at the winks of encouragment he received from the Hufflepuffs in the class and this gave him the extra boost that he needed. "Good morning class! Today we will be studying ancient magical beasts that are no longer seen except for a few rare places."
A Slytherin raised his hand, "So are these disgusting half-breeds? Child molesting monsters? Or will they taint us with their filthy skin-tearing claws?" the boy recited the Howler causing Remus to clench his fist.
"Yes they do. Remarkable how they remind you of Slytherins eh?" Remus said to the surprise of the class which sent the Hufflepuffs off into sniggers and the Slytherins into scowls.
~*~
Harry drummed his fingers against the table as a nervous habit. He needed to know his mate was ok, he needed to know if Remus was taking his advice.
"Mr Potter for the last time pay attention." Jumping Harry looked into the scowling face of Professor McGonagoll.
"Sorry ma'am." He said sincerely and sat up a little straighter to give her the attention she desired.
~*~
Remus was glad when he was able to return to the Lair for good that night. When he walked in Harry was already there since his last class was closer than Remus'. "How was your day?" the blonde ask walking around to flop down beside of Harry on the couch.
"Rather good considering I was worrying about you all day...How about you, any troubles?" The animagi asked as he climbed over to curl up next to his love.
The werewolf shrugged, "I had a fifth year Slytherin who wanted to recite the Howler but between myself and the Hufflepuffs we shut him up." the blonde winked at his mate. "You would have been proud."
"Mmmm Aren't we a clever boy?" Harry purred as he kissed Remus longingly on the lips. He sat back with a smile then stood from the sofa.
"Come on, I'll open a bottle of Wine to celebrate...'Moony finally stands up for himself."
Remus caught up to Harry from behind and brought him close with an arm around Harry's waist. "Do I get a reward?" he said with a cheesy wink.
The younger man shook his head amused.
"What was it last night I said about you being the hornier one?" Kissing the taller male Harry smirked.
"Of course you do."
Remus hummed into the kiss that Harry placed on his lips, "Can I help it because the moon is rising? You know I get worse the closer to transformation!" the blonde said trailing his lips down to the crook of Harry's neck.
"No denying that." The panther said as he leant back his head.
"Tell me about your class today. I like the idea of you growling down at those pitiful snakes." He purred.
The werewolf smiled, "We were talking about some truly monsterous beasts of ancient times and one of the Slytherins started reciting the Howler, so I said that all of those monsterous beasts that are filfthy and tear your sking with their claws reminded me of Slytherins." Remus said continue on his trail down Harry's neck with his lips.
Giving a moan Harry pounced on top of the startled man with a growl.
"I see it doesn't take long to get you worked up." Remus said as the sudden weight of Harry brought him down to the floor pinned under the animagi. The werewolf groaned as Harry began to place ravishing kisses along side of Remus' neck.
"Blame the cat." Harry muttered as he led searing kisses in a heated path up the tawny haired man's neck to his ear.
If Remus had of been standing he knew his knees would have given out the moment Harry's lips touched his ear and began to nibble down from his ear along his collar bone where he easily unbuttoned Remus' shirt with one hand.
"You know, you have us seventh years tomorrow...Gryffindors and Slytherins...Wonder if I'll be witnessing any other acts that deserve to be rewarded?"
He nipped at the revealed flesh, grinning wickedly as the werewolf managed a wink.
Remus hummed as his mate's teeth grazed his skin, "I don't know, just depends on what kind of mood I'm in. If they say something I'll probably be holding you back." the werewolf grinned affectionately and started unbuttoning Harry's shirt.
"Ah tou'che." Harry's British accent seemingly intesfied as jis shirt was discarded and he returned the grin, albeit more evilly.
"Pure evil, I tell you." Remus murmured in response to his mate's evil grin. "Besides, we all know that the Slytherins are just jealous because they couldn't get any of this." the werewolf said in a totally camp way winking cheekily at Harry.
"Yeah, Draco's been gagging for me for years."
Winking Harry allowed himself to be pulled down onto the bed.
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Written by: Heather & Callie