Chapter 7-
It was an hour and a half later when Percy finally made his way back up to the meeting room that he had left the members of his family in. That meant that the group had now been waiting for around two and a half hours for his return. Oakley had also informed Percy that for an hour of that time Harry had also been in the room. Teddy had, to put it nicely, got sick of him.
Percy pushed open the door with a tired sigh. Today was meant to be a day of relaxation, but it seemed that he was far more busy than he had been in months; and he had just got out of prison. Sam was still firmly attached to Percy's side. He was like a limpet. However Percy had managed to dress the wounds that he had received as well as actually dressing him in some appropriate clothes; a pair of shorts and a shirt. Percy didn't put Sam in shoes as his wolf would have protested it without fail.
The members of the room looked up as Percy entered. Percy could feel the frustration of the group from the doorway. Bill in particular seemed to be having a struggle keeping it together, if the hand that his daughter had on his shoulder was anything to go by. He didn't care. Percy had far more important matters to deal with. It was the fault of the people in the room for turning up in the first place. They had no right to be here.
"I apologise for the delay." Percy didn't sound apologetic in the slightest. "There were issues that I had to deal with."
"Right" Percy heard Harry mutter under his breath. It was obvious that the man was as frustrated as the rest of them were. Percy ignored him.
However Molly seemed to ignore the late arrival of her son and was instead focused on the new arrival that Percy had brought with him. Sam was very firmly buried in the black robes that Percy was wearing. However even in the position his neck was still clearly bared to the Alpha.
"Percy" the woman's voice was curious. Percy lazily cast his eyes over to her. "Who is this you've brought with you?" Her voice had become childish and patronising. Percy wanted to growl. That was not the way to speak to a wolf, even a young one.
"Samuel" Was the only response that Percy gave.
The woman did not look satisfied and now every pair of eyes was on the small body that clung to Percy like he was a lifeline.
"Is he alright?" Molly questioned in a stern and motherly tone. Percy's eyes hardened. "He seems scared. Look at the poor thing. He's shaking."
That caused Percy's teeth to clench and his body to tense. He was not one to take orders about members of his own pack. Of members of his own family.
"No, he's not alright, Molly." That caused the woman's eyebrows to raise in surprise and annoyance. But Percy continued. "He had his Alpha dragged away from him after his first full moon in a pack. He's had a rather traumatic morning and now he has to deal with a room full of strangers."
"Percy!" the woman sounded indignant. "He can't be scared of us" she sounded so sure of herself.
"You just need to introduce us to him, is all. Now, Samuel was it?" She took a step forward. "I'm Molly, how about you shake my hand, like a respectable young man." She took another step forward.
Percy was not impressed.
"He doesn't have to do anything you say. He is my pack and he does not have to pander to the whims of an outsider." The last word was spat with viciousness that Molly didn't ever think that she had seen in any of her children.
Molly stepped back a little, with the look of anger that she could see in Percy's eyes. Hurt was reflected in her own.
"Percy!" Bill shouted, filled with indignation. "Don't speak to mum like that! She is not an outsider!"
This time the half wolf, half man stepped forward. It seemed that his daughter's battle to keep him in his seat had failed.
"Show her some respect." The man was close to growling as he stepped forward.
"Let her talk to Samuel." Bill took another step toward Percy and the little boy clutched to his shirt.
That was not a good idea. Percy was far to on edge to even contemplate the mere notion of someone threatening his pack. The man stepping toward him smelled of wolf. He smelled of wolf that was not pack. His eyes were angry and his large body screamed threat.
Percy's eyes flashed Amber. He bared his teeth.
"Sam. Corner." He growled out. It was the order of an Alpha.
Sam's hands dropped from the material and in less than a second he had curled up in the furthest corner of the room. The one that was behind Percy's back. He was in the most secure place that he could be in that moment.
Percy wasn't sure if Bill's wolf instincts were so repressed, or he was just dense, but he took another step forward.
Percy let out a threatening, rumbling, echoing growl. His teeth were glinting and his nails were sharp. His feet were spread, steady. He was ready for a flight. Even as the brother that was several inches taller than him stepped forward.
Bill took another step. His own eyes were tinted with an unnatural and uncontrollable amber.
The rest of the Weasley family had taken a step back. They could see what was happening, even if their son could not.
"Back down" Percy growled out. One more step and he knew that he wouldn't be able to control himself. His wolf was howling inside him. It wanted to rip Bill's throat out and paint the blood over his naked body.
Bill's own mouth curled into a snarl.
"Make me" he whispered.
That was all that it took.
With howl bubbling from his throat, Percy lunged at his older brother. This was not the first physical altercation that he had had with the man. However, this time Percy was certain in his knowledge that he was more powerful. A repressed half wolf, was no match for an Alpha.
However even as Percy pushed his brother in the face, knocking his knees from under him and wrenching his arm from his socket with a sickening pop, he was careful. His nails did not pierce the skin. His teeth were kept in his mouth. He was careful not to cause any gashes to the man before him. Percy had never turned anyone. He did not wish to start now.
A piercing scream broke through the room as shoulder and socket disconnected. Percy used the damaged arm to force the man to the floor. He would heal.
Percy growled violently. He was the Alpha. He was in charge. Bill was nothing.
Even with his repressed urges, it seemed that Bill's instincts were taking over in the presence of an Alpha. From his position on his back, knees under him, his spine arched. His neck was clearly on display.
Percy, still careful in his anger, set his teeth against the pale column of skin. He pressed down, hard enough to mark, but not hard enough to break the skin. When a whimper vibrated across his teeth, he finally pulled away.
His mind cleared from his focus on the man in front of him and caught up with the site around him. There were several members of his pack now littered around the room. It seemed they had been engaged in preventing any unwanted actions from the equally unwanted guests.
Potter was being restrained by two wolves, one grasping each arm. Molly had three pack members flanking her. None of them were touching her, but the threat not to move was clear. Arthur was being held back by a mere hand in his shoulder and Victoire seemed frozen. Her eyes were only pinned to her father.
Percy however, ignored them. Instead he turned to the young boy that was still sitting in the corner of the room. However, rather than being alone, a rather concerned looking Teddy `lupin was sitting with his hand on the boy's shoulder. It was evident that the boy had heard the commotion and felt the distress from the young wolf. Both being new pack members, they could empathise with one another more easily.
Percy knelt before the two boys. No one else in the room moved. Even Bill with his dislocated shoulder seemed stuck in place.
"Sam" Percy's voice was soft. Sam looked up with scared brown eyes.
Percy said no more words. He merely opened his arms. It took less than a second before Sam had thrown himself back into the arms of his Alpha. He clung tightly to the black robes, snuffling into them once again.
Percy looked to Teddy. Sniffing the air, he nuzzled at the boy's neck. He could smell the tension in the young man's body.
Percy playfully nipped at the skin at the young man's neck, a far cry from the near bite that his jaw had been in mere minutes before. His head nudged at Teddy's chin, playfully posing the boy's head up. The young man seemed somewhat soothed.
That was good enough for now.
Percy finally turned his attention back to the group in the room, that now held his family and about ten members of his pack.
"Jason. Take Bill to see Victoria." The wolf quickly did as ordered. He cast a levitating charm on the injured man.
Percy then turned his attention back to his so called family.
"Once Bill is healed I want you gone. You are not welcome here." The scowl on his face was deafening. "Jazz and Oakley will show you out."
Percy was done with these people. Right now there was no way that he could deal with them. They were rude, thoughtless and prejudice. They were to people that he wanted around his pack. He made his way toward the door.
Teddy stood from where he had still been crouched on the floor. He came to stand next to his Alpha.
"Teddy" Potter it seemed had been released by the wolves that had held him. He took a step toward his godson. "Teddy" he said again. "Come home"
Teddy tensed. Percy fought the urge to comfort him. This was something that the wolf had to do on his own. If Percy took over now, the young wolf may never forgive him.
"No" it was little above a whisper.
"Teddy" Harry's voice was a little firmer this time. But there was also slight desperation in the tone.
Teddy took a deep breath and raised his head.
"No Harry" His gaze was held firmly on his godfather. "I'm staying here. With Percy. With the pack. This is my home now"
Harry was left, mouth gaping, eyes wide. He could only watch as his godson, hair a happy pink, followed after his brother in law, thought dead mere days ago and the Alpha of the biggest werewolf pack in the world.