Hey guys.

I started this chapter a while ago but finally finished. I had a really bad day yesterday. My girlfriend ignored me yesterday at this party and maybe cheated on me. So ENJOY!

THIS STORY WAS UPDATED ON JULY 2, 2008


Evil? Me? No...

Chapter 6

Fernir untied the back of the cloth and the fabric fell from Harry's eyes. Harry opened his closed eyes and smiled. A lush green clearing was surrounded by red rose bushes. The roses sparkled with fresh dew. A marble fountain with a faerie spewing water from her hands stood in the middle. Harry could see red faeries floating around. A huge willow tree stood at the back of the clearing. Its long branches swayed in the wind and tickled the closest rose bushes.

"Fernir. It's beautiful."

"It reminded me of you."

Harry blushed and nodded.

"Picnic?"

Harry again nodded. He blushed as Fernir's voiced flowed over his senses.. Tingles tickled his skin and the contact of Fernir's hand upon his own.

Fernir dropped Harry's hand and opened the basket. He pulled out a large black blanket. Fernir then sat down and pulled Harry with him.

Harry giggled at Fernir's playful growl.

Fernir then pulled out a plate of roast beef sandwiches and a thermos of pumpkin juice. Harry conjured two glasses and poured the pumpkin juice. Fernir offered him a sandwich. Harry smiled and took the sandwich.

"So. Fernir what do you like to do for fun?"

The two talked over the sandwiches. Harry smiled as he learned more about his mate. They finished off the sandwiches. Harry noticed that Fernir liked to hum as he ate. It was kind of cute. Scratch that, it was cute. How could such an intimidating man be so cute while he ate?

Fernir looked around the clearing and nodded. Harry gasped when he looked up. The branches of the willow tree were growing and forming a dome around the circle of rose bushes. Harry saw that the red glowing faeries were pulling the branches across the clearing. When all the faeries had finished the garden clearing was dark.

The only light was the heightened glow of the faeries. Harry turned to Fernir speechless. As many times as he had been in these gardens he had never noticed this particular part of the Black gardens.

"This... this is..."

"Unbelievable?" Fernir supplied.

Harry just nodded. No one had ever done something like this for him.

"Fernir..."

Fernir looked down at his mate's sparkling green eyes. The boy's hat was slightly pushed up so you could clearly see his face. It was enchanting in an urban way.

Harry sat up straighter and leaned closer to Fernir face. Harry hovered over Fernir's lips. Waiting.

Fernir couldn't take the suspense anymore. He had to taste. Fernir closed the gap. He had been wanting to kiss his mate ever since he had met him. He had to know what those pouting lips tasted like.

Harry moaned at the lighting raving through his body. Fernir groaned back. Fernir opened his mouth to let his tongue explore Harry's plush lips. Harry opened his mouth to the new sensation of Fernir. Fernir's tongue egged Harry out of its dormancy. Harry tasted like chocolate and strawberries. Harry sat on his knees and straddled Fernir's hips.

The older man wrapped his strong arms around the petite boy's waist pulling him closer. Harry whimpered and the pressure and for his lost of air.

Both pulled back panting. Harry smiled and pulled his hat back to a tilt. Fernir leaned in for another kiss but Harry's finger stopped him. Harry smiled and shook his head.

Harry struggled to unwrap Fernir's possessive arms from his waist.

Harry sighed and leaned down to kiss his boyfriend? Mate? Lover? Harry blushed and pulled away a little bit.

"What's the matter?"

"What are we?"

"Men." Fernir answered with a smirk.

Harry's eye twitched.

"Thank you. You know what I mean."

"We're mates. You're my submissive."

Here Harry blushed at the image that came to his mind. He could see himself squirming under Fernir. He could see Fernir's cock in his mouth as he sucked teasingly.(1)

"I'm your dominant. I protect you and you keep me safe. When you get turned I will be your sire and alpha."

Harry squeaked and stuttered.

"Excuse me?! Get turned. Like as get bitten and then turn in a werewolf, get turned. Or you put a blind fold on me and I get turned around like five times in a circle and try to pin the on a dumb ass donkey!?"(2)

Fernir felt both his eyebrows shoot to his hair line.

"Both?"

Harry scrambled off of Fernir.

"And when did you plan on telling me this?"

Fernir sighed. He planned on telling Harry before he mated him, but he wanted the boy to have been wooed already.

Harry looked at Fernir waiting for the answer.

"I was going to tell you soon. After you were more comfortable around me."

Harry growled but understood. Fernir didn't want to be rejected.

"I am comfortable around you. Do I have to get bitten."

Fernir looked down and sighed. He decided to tell the truth. Fernir he was a little frightened of the smaller boy's wrath. Submissive is a very eluding word. Because werewolf submissive sometimes weren't so helpless and submissive. The were especially scary when pissed or pregnant.

"No. But it ensures you will be stronger and safer and you can get pregnant and produce a heir."

Again Harry freaked.

"No no no! PREGNANT!? Heir?"

"Yeah. Didn't you know that? How do you have a submissive father and not know about their ability to get to pregnant."

Harry groaned in exasperation. Why had Remus never told him this? They definitely needed to have a talk.

"It never came up."

Now it was time for Fernir's eye to twitch.

"How does that not come up?"

"I don't know!"

Fernir just sighed and stood up. He pulled Harry close in a hug.

"Will you still be my mate?" Fernir asked in a moment of vulnerability.

Harry blushed and embraced the heat surrounding him. Harry thought about it. Was it worth it? To be loved? To have someone to protect him? To give what he's always wanted but thought he could never have, a baby?

Harry nodded.

Fernir smiled. His teeth gleamed red in the glow of the faeries. Fernir leaned down and kissed Harry fully on the lips. Harry wrapped his arms around Fernir's neck. Fernir deepened the kiss quickly.

Finally the two pulled back taking in air.

Harry flicked his wand and the picnic setting came back into the basket. Harry then banished the basket back into the kitchen.

Harry grabbed Fernir's hand and pulled him back into the house.


An Hour Later

Remus walked by the TV room to see Harry and Fernir watching Zoolander, one of Harry's favorite movies. Harry was laughing his arse off while Fernir was smiling and occasionally chuckling.

Fernir looked up to see Remus watching them. Fernir nodded his head to show that he and Harry were fine.


The Next Day

"Remus. Sirius We need to talk."

Remus put down his book. Sirius stopped fiddling with his bright blue yo-yo. Harry had a serious look on his face.

"Okay Harry what about?" Remus asked.

"Why in the hell did you not tell me that you, Remus could get pregnant?!"

Sirius almost eeped at the look on Harry's face. He was almost scarier than Remus.

Remus didn't know what to say.

"It never came up?"

Harry growled.

"How in the fuck does that not come up?" Harry screamed. Like seriously, how does that not fucking come up?

Remus looked down guiltily. He and Sirius had wanted to tell Harry but only when he was old enough to understand and when he had learned he had the ability himself. Now Remus could stop taking his birth control potion.

"We wanted to tell you, when you got older and you discovered your own possibility."

"So... Are you guys trying?"

Sirius smirked.

"Now we are."

Both Harry and Remus blushed.


So enjoy.

(1) Harry is such a pervert. Heh. Like me...

(2) I couldn't think of anything else to compare it to... Lol