Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own it. Did you really expect me to?

A/N: Arrrgh! I've been getting sucked into my Crossdresser!Harry MASH fic (I'm bad and started it anyway) and have been neglecting this. I is horrible. squeezes a lemon into her own eye

Percy stayed in his slump of being even more pathetic then usual for a little over a week. Just when Lucius was starting to actually worry about him, Percy seemed to shift back into his normal amount of patheticness. Lucius figured that Percy's girlfriend had finally gotten the gall to up and tell Percy that she had been cheating on him (A/N: See?! There is the het!). In all actuality, Percy knew quite well that Penelope had been cheating on him for over a year (He didn't blame her, all he had ever done was give her chaste kisses and take her to the occasional dinner) and didn't mind. Lucius had forgotten about the Percy weirdness incident a week after that. 

Soon it was the week before the full moon, which would be Percy's first change, and things did not go smoothly.

Percy had noticed his senses sharpening ever since he had been bitten. His glasses had started giving him headaches if he wore them too long, and by the beginning of The Week, he found that he didn't need to wear them at all. This of course was more then tolerable for Percy, and he could always tell people that he had finally gotten contacts.

Most of the "side effects" were more nuisances then anything. He was thirsty more often, and the secretary down the hall's perfume would send him into sneezing fits every time he was as far as one room away from her. But other symptoms were becoming increasingly harder to ignore.

The wolf had begun to recognize Lucius, being his superior, as Percy's Alpha. Percy had to fight his instincts every time Lucius was present to avoid doing some highly embarrassing things. Some things, on the other hand, could not simply be ignored. Percy's wolf, understanding that it's Alpha could be downright murderous, took extra precautions to make sure Percy was displaying proper wolf etiquette, and it took immense willpower to keep himself from licking Lucius' face whenever he entered the room, which Lucius would not have appreciated. If Lucius noticed that Percy was pointedly keeping his head lower then his, he decided not to comment. 

During The Week, Remus Lupin had stopped by the ministry to drop something off, and was talking to a random secretary near Lucius' office when, catching the scent of another werewolf, abruptly stopped in mid sentence, dropped his paperwork, and briskly walked into Lucius' office. Percy had been handing over a report when he jerked and spun toward the door moments before Remus barged in, knocking over the coffee cup on Lucius' desk. "Percy?!"

Percy's "there is a larger, older, and more dominating werewolf, and he seems to be agitated with you" alarms began ringing, which caused him to back up into a potted plant, which toppled to the floor, spilling dirt everywhere. Lucius, who normally would have been furious that Percy was tearing apart his office, watched Remus and Percy with interest. It had been a boring day.

"Can I speak with you? Outside?" Remus asked, glancing over at Lucius.

Percy followed Remus out of the room, and Lucius noted that he looked absolutely terrified.

As soon as they had entered Percy's office, Remus cast a silencing charm over the room, seeing as it had no door. "Percy, What—when did this happen?"

Percy cringed a bit, "Last full moon."

Remus ran a hand through is hair, "So in three days you'll have your first transformation. Percy, Severus knows a potion—"

"No! I mean, no one can know… you understand…" Percy looked up pleadingly.

Remus sighed loudly, "Percy, you haven't been through it yet, you don't know how hard it is… But I understand. But… Where will you transform?"

"I don't know." Percy looked about ready to burst into tears.

Lucius, who watching the exchange and had a way around silencing charms as he was a crafty little bugger who often delved into unconventional magics, had put two and two together.

A/N: Wee, I know that was horrendously short, but I was suddenly and unforgivingly struck with a mighty dose of writer's block! shakes fist in the general direction of her muse Nyahhhrg!

… Of well, maybe I'll work on the cross-dressing one. sigh