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Chapter Three

"You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me."

Later that evening Harry was sitting in the large communal tent, tearing into half-cooked meat with less enthusiasm than his... brethren? ... kinsmen? ... family? He sighed, putting down his half eaten chunk of meat. His day had started to catch up to him, and all he could think about was how worried his friends back home would be. Were they expecting a call from him? A letter? Perhaps even his person?

Angry with himself, Harry clenched his hands were the rest next to his food. He should've just flooed to Blackpool, instead of taking muggle transport. At least then he would've avoided this whole... experience. Dejected by his thoughts, he poked his meat with disinterest. Across from him, the larger form of Fenrir was eying him with a curious glint in his eyes; Harry couldn't decipher what he was thinking. He blinked, shaking his head with a small movement, and turned back to his food. No point in worrying over his Alpha when he couldn't even figure out the turbulence of thoughts in his own head.

Sighing once more, Harry let his gaze roam over the other members of this strange family. The large tent surprisingly fit every single one of them; they were all seated at a few long, low tables, cushions and furs their seats. They were all amicable, and seemed to be taking to their new addition despite his quiet appearance.

"Hey. Ye mus' be Harry! Louis' the name; I'm Fenrir here's Beta." The large gruff man gave him a toothy grin, clapping a hand on Harry's shoulder—the one minus the bandages. Harry gave him a wide-eyed look before smiling; a smile which was a little shyer than he would want to admit. Across from them, Fenrir tried to hide his smirk behind his hand. "Dun worry about this bloke," he gestured at his Alpha: "he ain't so bad once yer get to know 'im!" Laughing raucously, the man, Louis, stole Harry's food and ate it quickly with the shit-eating grin.

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As the night grew older the pack travelled outside, around a new bonfire. The young children were put to bed, the teens begging with parents to stay up a little longer. Harry looked at his watch; only 10.34. He smiled, watching the familial behaviour around him. It was... it was like the old summers at the Weasleys. His smile turned introspective. They were probably worried about him... A sigh passed his lips.

"Harry." Harry turned to face Fenrir. His Alpha. Suddenly overcome with a strange burst of emotion, he diverted his gaze to the ground and his bare toes. He could almost feel the larger man's small smile. He almost smiled himself, but forced the upturn of his lips down. His emotions were in turmoil; all he could decipher from the hurricane in his head was the exhaustion that crept up on him. His Alpha seemed to notice his drooping eyes. "Harry perhaps you should sleep. I'll direct you to your tent." He followed the elder dutifully, curling his fingers into his dirty shirt.

"Er... thank you... Alpha?" Once more Harry could almost feel Fenrir's smile, could feel his eyes on him as he turned back to skate his gaze over the lanky form of the newly turned Werewolf.

"You can call me Fenrir, Harry." Eyes darting up, Harry nodded slowly and couldn't help the small smile that transformed his face. The larger man turned back around, leading Harry to a small tent in the midst of a cluster. "This was erected for you today. It'll be yours until..." Fenrir smiled, waving towards the rolled up flap that was used to close the entrance. Harry gave him a nervous smile, stepping forward nervously before his Alpha chuckled, shaking his head and walking back to the pack.

Harry watched him leave, before turning back to the small tent. It was tall enough to allow him to stand fairly well in it, but only had space enough for a pallet and a small basket of belongings. A change of clothes was on the bed for him. He stripped down to his underwear, curling up in his blankets with a small smile.

Harry stretched out, staring at the roof of his tent. In his chest there was a tight feeling; he was caught between wanting to go home to his friends, but another half of him wanted to stay here, with his family. He frowned, closing his eyes.

"My friends are my family. These people... they aren't!" He gasped, grasping his chest over his heart. Curling up on his side, Harry whimpered. His chest burned. Blinking, he shook his head. Maybe he should just go to sleep—everything would look clearer in the morning, and perhaps this strange sensation of feeling at home would change to the proper homesickness it should be. Harry closed his eyes; resolute.

He was asleep before he knew it.

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He was waist deep in a small, hidden lake; sitting against the bank with the sun streaming through the canopy of leaves above him. Water trickled down a waterfall, a relaxing sound that penetrated his thoughts with a cheerful touch. His eyes closed, only to snap open with the feel of a hand on his shoulder. He looked over, smiling at a warm face.

"I'm glad you're here. I was getting lonely... Why don't you join me? The water's wonderful..."

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Okay, to clear up the whole thing over why Harry isn't so worried about this whole situation... the werewolf changes in his body affected his emotional response. This will be 'explored' later on. So will all other questions.

Ohohoh. I remembered what else I wanted to comment on; at the end of every chapter is a flashback or, in the case of chapter two, a bit of an explanation of what the universe is like. I might have to go back and make that clearer... But I plan on doing similar things in every chapter I write.

I'm also sorry that it has taken me forever to reply; school caught up with me... It's almost holidays, so I'll be using my breaks to write chapters for this, as well as my personal fiction story (outside of fandoms...). Most of my time will be dedicated to revision of my subjects and practice Exams, but school is almost over so I should be free about... two months? Then I will probably have a lot of time to dedicate to my fanfictions and novellas.

But yes. I apologise for my inactivity. Hope this makes up for it.

AND THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED AND ADDED THIS STORY TO THEIR ALERTS. That's the most positive feedback I've received for a story. (: