Author's Note:
The Professor: Hello, and welcome to the fourth chapter of our story, "Couple's Therapy: Case One". And we come to round four of - REVIEW ANSWERS! Yeah, we tried to get Brian Blessed to do that bit in his shouty voice, but it seems we're not up-market enough. A little less to answer this time, which is - different. Not bad different, not good different, just - different. First, to natalie668, who we seem to be getting quite the following from - first time around, really? Suppose it isn't the most obvious or popular of pairings, but one we quite like anyway. And everybody who likes Possessive!Fenrir, put your hands up! puts up hand
Ambrose: Yes, we shall find out who Fenrir lost his virginity to - not in this chapter, but one or two down the line. If only so we have more time to come up with someone suitable. And if there are anymore questions you guys want us to add, then just send 'em in. You're the one's reading, after all. Now, on to balakafalata (is that a Voyage of the Damned reference?) - eccentric? Why, you flatter us! Hear that, Professor? We're eccentric's now!
The Professor: Cool! That means we're rich. :) And we'll just be putting away the HP/FG rod for now . . . Moving swiftly on, we have - once again, bow people! - BlackRoseBlackHeartYaoiQueen. Everyone seems to be taking Kingsley pretty well - maybe he could be Case Four? What do you guys think? And just so everyone knows, the polls for the sex scene (which we repeat will be on our LJ - home-page - once the story is done) are: two yes, zero for everything else.
Ambrose: Looking forward to that one. grins evilly. And everyone who reviews gets a shout-out - we think it's common courtesy, just like reviewing (hint, hint) so - yeah. Finally, to vairetwilight; HP/FG is one of the more exotic (and better) pairings in the HP fandom - how can you not love it? And thanks - we need as much positive reinforcement as we can get. We do need to know if we're actually being funny - or just blabbing - so remember guys - read and review, even if you've reviewed before!
The Professor: OK, now to the disclaimer - Harry Potter and all other people, places, concepts, species', etc that are affiliated with the Harry Potter universe are the intellectual property of J.K. Rowling, and of course all those guys at Warner Bros. who do the movies probably own a bit too . . . Any and all other references to outside TV shows, movies, cartoons, books, etc, are not in any way inclined toward encroaching copyright. There we are. Oh, but we do own Jeremy and Pat - so hands off, unless you ask first.
Ambrose: Enjoy the story, people! Again, make sure you read and review, guys - please?
(Chapter 4 - Start)
"If we might get back on, er, track?" asked Jeremy skittishly, as Fenrir seemed intent on leering at Harry (who looked distinctly disinterested) and needed to be brought back to the matter in hand. Harry nodded, frustrating Fenrir thoroughly with his ease at resisting his wolfish charms, and continued.
"Kingsley and I always knew that it would be a one-off - it was sort of, ah, I'll-do-you-if-you-do-me, sort of thing - and he was convinced he liked a bit of skirt after the whole - thing - so we just nodded to each other, and it's been perfectly comfortable so far." Jeremy felt the need to intrude here, lightly, and inquired, "No odd feelings in an elevator, lustful looks or - you know, things of the sort." Harry shook his head, and Jeremy drew a rather squiffy line through one of the sentences on his little notepad - Fenrir was looking at him again.
"Any other - one-off's or relationships before you met your husband, if I might ask?" Jeremy said, peering over his notes as Harry, who had furrowed his brow and seemed to be considering it. Fenrir tried to look relaxed, chewing upon his fingernails rather severely, but Jeremy noticed the way his ears seemed to have perked up - this sort of new made a possessive werewolf's day, even if they didn't rip off someone's face for touching their mate.
"There was a short - fling, I'd suppose you'd call it, with, erm, ah - " Harry seemed to stumble here, his skin going lightly pink, and Fenrir turned him, peevish curiosity and jealous interest fighting over control of his face, rumbling, "Well, come on then - a fling with who?" His head quirked then, and Jeremy could imagine what he was amending that request to: so I can hunt them down and - wait, WHAT?!
" - Colin Creevey." Harry seemed mortified about it - and so he should be, fumed Fenrir. The creepy little voyeur gets Harry before I do. Maybe this is fate's revenge for leading such a cavalier life . . . Nah, couldn't be. He shook his head, and resumed staring at Harry as if he'd grown three heads. Harry's blush intensified under both his and Jeremy's shellshocked faces, and Fenrir couldn't stop slightly naughty thoughts, which interrupted his disbelief.
"M-might I ask - oh, blimey - how you came to have a f-fling with the self-proclaimed President of the Potter Restitution and Appreciative Task Society?" Jeremy was not a relationship therapist for nothing, and recovered shortly after the C-bomb had dropped. Harry, however, hadn't, and winced in a way which indicated that he was exceedingly ashamed of himself - it didn't stop him from trying to justify the elephant in the room, though.
"Well, we were both young, willing (Colin seemed about ready to escape the Earth with excitement when Harry had accepted his proposition) and - would you believe me if I said reckless?" Fenrir started to chuckle, the growl-like sound shaking his whole body, and said, "To shag the president of the PRATS? I would have to say yes." Jeremy had to look away to hide a grin, and Harry winced again. However, he quickly recovered, and shot back at Fenrir.
"Oh yes, I do have horrible taste in men, don't I? Because, by wonderful coincidence, YOU came next! Explains it all, doesn't it?!" Fenrir looked rather offended at that retort, though he probably knew that Harry was only saying that in order to excuse his weird taste (besides Fenrir, of course) in men. Still, he wouldn't pass up a chance to get one over on his spouse, and said, "Actually, it does - because I picked YOU, NOT the other way around. You probably would have ended up going after that Irish incubus, Shameless or whatever his name is - "
"His name is Seamus, and he is NOT a bloody incubus - " "With the amount of sex that guy gets, he'd better hope his condom's are like his namesake - seamless!" This seemed to bring the spat to an end, if only because Harry and Fenrir both looked equally horrified at Fenrir's terrifically weak attempt at a comeback, and Jeremy took this chance to break into the conversation.
"I think that's quite enough information, thank you. Now, perhaps we should just calm down - " Fenrir seemed to hold some semblance of his anger, and replied snootily, "Who are you, our lawyer?" Harry elbowed him rather hard in the ribs, but that only reminded Fenrir of Harry's confession, and he began to laugh again. Instead of blushing again, however, Harry's eyes narrowed, and he brought Fenrir right back down to earth with his next statement.
"Why are you laughing? It's your turn next."
Fenrir suddenly didn't find Harry's embarrassment quite so funny anymore.
(Chapter 4 - End)
Ambrose: Hmmm - not quite sure about that chapter - little bit stilted for us. Still, doesn't really matter what we think - what do YOU think, eh? That's what we want to know. Make sure you give us some feedback, because we really do need it. Thanks.
The Professor: Also, check out our Livejournal - the sex scene poll is still there, so just click on the home-page - and vote. Or just send a review, either is fine.
Ambrose: So, that's all for this update - see ya next time, people! Read and review!