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The first time Harry had seen a comrade had murdered by a wolf was when Harry was fifteen. He would never forget that day where his godfather Sirius was murdered while he, Sirius and Remus were on a mission. It was supposed to be an easy mission of dealing with a small group of wolves...
But it wasn't to be.
They had been completely surprised by the much larger group they had encountered. They had notable names like the Lestrange Brothers, Fenrir Greyback and Sirius' own cousin Bellatrix Lestrange nee Black. She and Fenrir were the most dangerous and wild of the group.
Bellatrix's curly black hair blowing wildly, red eyes full of the Black Family Madness and moves that could rival any Slayer, made it difficult for her to be hit. While Fenrir was big and muscular and always half transformed and a large blood thirsty smile showing his sharp teeth.
The only one who could keep up with Bellatrix was Sirius, but in the end, it wasn't enough as he had become distracted when he saw Harry nearly clawed to pieces by Fenrir, even as Remus was helping and protecting their godson.
That proved to be fatal.
As he was distracted, Bellatrix used the opening to claw her hand and sharp talons straight their Sirius' chest. Her high mad cackle and loud taunts forever of 'I killed Sirius Black! I killed Sirius Black!' echoed through his head as Harry couldn't believe that Sirius was dead.
It had been the first murder he had witnessed of a close family member since his parents' death.
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Harry hummed softly as he polished one of his rifles, sitting in the room he shared with Ron and Cedric in the Inn. It had been two days since the last wolf attack and Harry was worried. It was too unusual for this particular pack to not attack like it was doing before, but that might be because of the multiple Slayer's present. Before they came, it was only the civilians defending themselves and that made it easier for the wolves to attack.
It was making Harry unsettled. He knew that the human wolves were essentially very different from the normal animal wolf. For one any human turned wolf would keep their intelligence, a very dangerous weapon when used correctly, especially with the new abilities after turning into a wolf grants the recently turned person.
Not that he wasn't glad that the wolves weren't attacking every night, but Harry didn't want to drag this mission more than they had too.
Especially, with the high probability that Voldemort was going to show up to stalk Harry soon. And he did not want to explain anything to Ron and Hermione. Unfortunately, he might have to explain sooner or later as Hermione had noticed the golden chain form the necklace Voldemort gave him and questioned him about it in front of Ron and Cedric. Harry knew that both his friends knew that he had never worn any jewelry before and wasn't much for it to begin with.
Maybe a quick patrol and walk will clear his head and the fresh air would do him good.
Harry made it to the near edge of the town when Cedric spotted him and jogged over. Now Harry doesn't dislike Cedric, but Harry just really wanted to be alone right now. But Cedric looked so hopeful to join and Harry didn't want to push the still broken hearted man away.
Curse his bleeding heart sometimes.
Thankfully, the walk was peaceful and they occasionally commented onto he weather and uneasiness of the break in attacks.
Then, it happened.
Harry nearly had a heart attack when he saw Voldemort only a few meters away, red eyes narrowed and a snarl showing sharp teeth could be seen, though mostly hidden within the forest. Green eyes gave nervous glances between Cedric, who thankfully hadn't noticed Voldemort just yet, and to the wolf who was looking waaayy too muirderous at the moment. He should diffuse this right now, but he needed an excuse.
"Hey, Cedric, I'm going to check that way while you check in the other direction." Harry tried to say as causally as possible. "We'll meet back here in thirty minutes to report back our findings?"
Cedric faltered for a moment. "Oh, well, um..."
"Okay! Great!" Harry interrupts and quickly runs in the direction of Voldemort. Harry hopes Cedric doesn't follow him.
Harry reaches Voldemort in what seems like record time. Harry takes a moment to catch his breath, before glaring at his stalker. "Why are you here?! Don't you know how to leave me alone!?"
"Why were you getting cozy with that Slayer?" Voldemort growled out, red eyes nearly glowing in jealously. "You belong to me remember? And I. DON'T. SHARE."
Harry gapes before getting angry. "What?! I AM Not a possession or thing you can keep all for yourself!"
This obviously angers Voldemort because Harry finds himself slammed against a tree, the air knocked out of him. It takes a few breaths before he is breathing relatively normal. Green eyes glare into ruby red and it is a battle of wills with neither willing to back down.
Voldemort yanks the necklace from under Harry's white button up and shaves it in Harry's face. "Do you see this necklace Harry? It marks you as mine. An agreement that you accepted my courtship, knowingly or not, and I am extremely possessive. You were mine ever since I first saw all you all those years ago when you just eleven and taking your Slayer's Exam. I won't allow for any other suitors to take you away from me!" Voldemort growls. "Anne that Slayer was getting much too close to you than what was acceptable."
Harry is staring at Voldemort in shock. Information of being courted, that Voldemort had met him when he was eleven and his indirect but not quite love confession were jumbled around in his overloaded mind for a moment, until another thought came to mind.
"You think Cedric is interested in me?! He's just getting over a heartbreak! I'm just being a friend!" Harry rolls his eyes. "And I can't believe your jealous!" Harry smirks at this thought. Such a human emotion for a man who was The Alpha among all the others.
Voldemort narrows his eyes slightly before relaxing and smiling mischievously. "I don't share what's mine, Darling. That man thinks he can beat me as a suitor for you? I possible." The wolf purrs and it send's a shiver down Harry's spine and a light blush upon his cheeks. " You deserve the best, Darling. And I am the best."
Harry smiles amusedly at the arrogant tone Voldemort was sporting, though it didn't last long as Voldemort pressed his lips against Harry's roughly. Harry was completely taken by surprised before he registered that he was being kissed by Voldemort. The kiss was dominate, possessive, full of jealously and it was like Voldemort was physically staking a claim upon Harry. He wanted to push the wolf away but his mind and hands seemed to have a different idea as they grabbed Voldemort's shoulders to bring him even closer.
Harry couldn't help the moans that escaped him and he was embarrassed as he didn't know he could make sounds like that, but it seemed that Voldemort really enjoyed them.
Then the logical part of his mind returned and Harry pushed the wolf away. Panting hard, face flushed, Harry couldn't belive that he had let Voldemort kiss him. And he liked it! Like really, really liked it.
A large hand caressed Harry's face and a deep blush creeper upon his face. Harry nearly stopped breathing from the smothering look Voldemort was giving him. It gave him butterflies, making Harry suddenly shy and self-conscious.
The moment was broken when Harry and Voldemort heard Cedric call and approach their spot.
Voldemort's good mood evaporated and he looked annoyed at being interrupted.
"You need to leave! Like right now!" Harry hissed and pushed the wolf away from him. "Hurry! I'll distract Cedric."
Before Harry turned to leave, Voldemort stole a quick kiss and winked.
Harry flushed and glared. "I'm still going to kill you."
The familiar saying making Voldemort smile fondly and saying, "Of course, Darling." before leaving deeper into the woods.
Harry met with Cedric who was worried when Harry didn't meet up in the allotted time and decided to search for him. Harry tried to concentrate on what Cedric was saying but all he could feel was the tingling of his lips, lightly touching them with his fingers.
Why was his heart beating so fast? He couldn't be falling for Voldemort, could he?
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