Hey Guys,

So sorry for such the long wait for such a short chapter. Its summer now and I'm happier so updates will come quicker. Working on the next chapter right after this is updated.

THIS STORY WAS UPDATED ON JUNE 2, 2008

Chapter 5

Evil? Me? No...

Fernir walked down another flight of stairs. He finally reached the kitchen. Whoever made this house liked to torture its inhabitants and guests. Who puts their guests on the seventh floor?! Well this was the Blacks, a prestigious Dark family. Just like them to relish in people's suffering, however minor.

Fernir pushed open the doors to the kitchen. There sat Harry alone sipping a mug of coffee. He was wearing a black wife beater and a pair of gray plaid pajama pants. His mate was an early riser.

"Good morning."

Harry jumped a mile high.

"Good God! Bloody hell! Are you trying to kill me?"

"Why would I kill my own mate?"

"Hmm... Who knows? Maybe you're just psychotic like that!"

"Are you implying that I practice necrophilia?"

"You do! Gross! That knocks your sexy rating from a ten to a two!"

Fernir raised his eyebrow at the boys sentence. Sexy rating?

"Harry I can show you that I have sex with living humans. Would you be my lovely assistant?"

Harry stood and walked to the toaster. His chocolate Pop tarts had just appeared.

"Nope. I would like for you to pull a vanishing act though."

Fernir decided not to retort. As much as he would like to continue this pointless banter, coffee sounded more appealing at the moment.

Harry happily munched on his Pop tart while he read a thick tome.

Remus then entered, he was also wearing pajamas but he wore a worn tee-shirt that read. 'Yes. His hand is on my ass! Problem?' and a pair of Muggle gym shorts.

Fernir rolled his eyes at the shirt. Sirius must have bought if for him. Just like Sirius.

"Good morning Rem."

"Morning Harry. You make the coffee?"

Harry nodded. Harry finished his second Pop tart.

"Ima go take a shower. Be back in a few."

Remus nodded through his coffee. As soon as Harry exited the kitchen Remus turned on Fernir.

"Are you making any progress? You need to mate with him by the end of this summer. Harry needs his mate."

Fernir rolled his eyes. Remus was always paranoid. Fernir knew the circumstances and consequences.

"I am aware of the circumstances. I'm getting there."

"I was thinking that you and Harry could go on a date today. Maybe a nice picnic. Harry loves nature, in fact if you asked him I'm sure he would take you to his favorite place in the Black gardens."

Fernir just nodded. His beta's idea wasn't so bad. Fernir would wait a few more minutes to let his mate get dressed. He didn't want to impose.

15 Minutes Later...

Fernir knocked on Harry's door.

"Come in."

Fernir opened Harry's door to enter the boy's black and white room. A royal blue bed stood out against the striped walls. Fernir imagined many things he could do to Harry on that bed. Harry walked in from the left. He was pulling on a black Evanescence shirt, he unfortunately in Fernir's opinion already had on gray tight pants.

"Do you need something?" Harry asked with a sigh.

"Would you be willing to spend time with me later today?"

Harry walked over to his bed side table and turned on his iPod. Amy Lee's voice ripped sweetly against the silence. Fernir waited for Harry's response.

"Define willing."

Fernir raised an eyebrow. Was the boy mentally challenged? He didn't seem like it.

"If by willing you mean do I want to? No. But I'm in a good mood today, so yes, I will spend time with you later today."

Fernir smirked and nodded.

"Meet me outside of the library at one please."

"Okay." said Harry as he swayed his head to the harmony of My Immortal.

1:00 That Afternoon...

Harry jumped from the third step of the grand staircase. He had his earphones plugged in to his iPod. Harry twirled on the ball of his foot. Paramore's Pressure blasted in his ears.

Fernir's eye twitched. How did he listen to his music so loud with his eardrums bursting? Fernir held up a picnic basket and a blanket.

Harry smiled and turned off his iPod. He had never been on a picnic for a date before. The notion was cute.

"Hey." Harry felt stupid. He was fifteen and his mate was one of the ssexiest men he had ever seen and all he could say was hey.

"Hello. Are you ready?"

Harry blushed at the image that popped into his head with that sentence. Fernir over him and sheathed in him. NO! Bad Harry!

Fernir was startled by Harry's sudden red cheeks. He decided he liked seeing Harry flushed. Fernir broke Harry from his stupor by poking his shoulder.

"Where is the picnic?"

"Remus was telling me that you have a favorite place in the Black Gardens. Will you show me where that is? If not I also have a favorite place that I would like to share."

"Show me your place."

Fernir walked behind his mate. The smell of chocolate filled his nostrils.

"Mmm. You smell delicious."

Harry blushed.

"Thanks."

Fernir placed a blindfold around Harry's head.

"Um. We've known each other for a day and haven't kissed yet. I don't think we're ready for kinky things yet."

Fernir chuckled. The vibrations sent shivers down Harry's spine.

"We could be."

Harry's blush reddened again with the images filling his brain.

"So about this special place?"

Fernir stepped behind Harry and placed a blindfold around his mate's eyes. Fernir grabbed Harry's hand. A spark shot through both of their bodies. Harry nearly moaned but bit his lip just in time. Fernir gasped at the spark. He heard Harry's almost moan but decided not to dwell on it and pulled Harry into the lush green gardens. Fernir finally entered his special place and smiled.

This update was exactly 999 words. Ha funny. Again sorry for the fucking lengthy wait. Hope you had fun. Also I'm taking this story in a slightly different direction. I don't know what I was typing when I said Harry was going to be dark. This story is mainly a love story, not political. Harry and Fernir's is going to pick up in the next two chapters and then finally a LEMON! So again hope you had fun and sorry for such a long wait.