I have no reason for why I was gone for so long...but I'm back now.
Previously on Green Eyes…
"My turn." Draco said. Jacob's whole posture changed and he was listening intently. That when Draco turned to him and asked,
"Did you imprint on me, asshole?" Jacob nodded dumbly. I snorted softly into Harry's hair.
I wrapped my hand around the knob and opened it when I heard the rev of the motorcycle leaving my drive way. I stepped into my house, waiting to hear my mother call me for dinner but I didn't. That's when I heard it. Soft gasping moans and grunts coming from the living room. I walked into the kitchen. Hearing them get louder and louder. And what I saw scarred me.
My mom under some dude with a mustache. Fucking. Hard.
"Oh God! Eww!" I groaned covering my eyes and walking as fast as I could from the room. I jogged up the stairs, went into my room, and sat on my bed. I heard my mother gasp and say,
"Paul wait come back!" and the shuffling of clothes being put on and the husky voice of the dude with the mustache.
"Where are you going Paul?" my mother shrieked at me. Charlie looked scared. Good.
"Out, Bitch." I told her and I heard her gasp and a sob escaped her.
Harry woke with a start. Nightmares from the war still plagued his mind. And from his birthday. He wished that Ron was still alive and here.
That his 18th birthday never happened.
Maybe then Hermione wouldn't have turned against him. She wouldn't have blamed him for Ron's gruesome death.
Maybe the Weasley's wouldn't have banned him from ever coming around their land ever again.
Maybe he would have his best friend to talk to.
Tears welled up in his eyes, but he held back from crying and tried to smile. But if it wasn't for all that tragedy, then he wouldn't have met his mate. His Paul.
Loud howling suddenly filled the cold night air and Harry instantly knew who it was. He threw off his covers and skipped two steps at a time while going down the stairs.
The howling got louder as he approached his back door. He flung it open to reveal Paul, in wolf form, about to howl even more. Paul stopped and his tail flopped between his legs. He had a sheepish look on his wolf face.
"Do you want to come in, Paul?" Harry asked, rubbing the large ears on Paul's head. Paul let out a weird squeaking noise. It was either a noise of agreement or pleasure from the sudden scratching attack on his ears.
"Can you change back? Draco will be pissed if he sees mud tracks in the morning." Harry shivering at the mere thought of Draco in his cleaning clothes and bitching at him like an angry wife.
Paul nodded and transformed back, his large, naked body towering over Harry. Harry blushed furiously and turned his head.
"D-do you want some c-clothes?" Harry asked. Paul smirked and covered his package with a large hand.
"Yeah that'd be nice."
Harry swallowed harshly.
"You don't mind if I sleep in the same bed as you?" Paul asked, sliding into next to Harry, newly dressed in a pair of magically enlarged sleep pants.
"No, not at all." Harry said nervously. He always had vivid nightmares that made him thrash in his sleep and sleeping next to someone as model like as Paul would make him…excited. But at least he wouldn't have a nightmare.
Harry scooted himself to the edge of the bed, wanting to give Paul his space until a huge arm came and wrapped around his waist pulling him backwards.
"Where you going?" Paul asked huskily, breath brushing over Harry's ear. Harry suppressed a whimper and clenched his legs together in an attempt to put a stop to the beginning erection in his sleep shorts.
"I just wanted to give you some space…" Harry trailed off, gnawing at his bottom lip. He never felt so weak, he hated the feeling.
"You don't have to be scared, I'd never hurt you." Paul mumbled into Harry's hair, pressing a soft kiss into the fluffy mess.
"No, it's not that. I just, I just want to take this relationship slow." Harry clenched his way smaller hand over the larger hand over his stomach. "I don't want to…you know early in the relationship. Even if I really want to." Harry said the last part, but that didn't stop Paul from smirking for the second time tonight.
"Of course baby boy, I couldn't go against your wishes." Paul said tightening his grip on Harry's waist.
Harry sighed in content, he was falling so hard and he just hoped Paul felt the same.
9:30AM
Draco stood in the middle of his room in deep thought. The round sun was actually up today in Forks.
'Is this right? Should I give it a chance?' He was so confused. He slammed his hands against the glass doors of his closet.
He always thought he looked better in silver but this blue pirate blouse was calling to him. He sighed at this unfortunate situation.
Loud, sudden raps interrupted his important thoughts. He groaned and jogged downstairs sluggishly, but never slouching.
Malfoy's never slouch.
"Hel-oh it's you." Draco snarled at the stupid looking mutt standing in front of him. Jacob just smiled and held up a picnic basket.
"I want to take you on a date!" he chirped. "Waoow! Your house is soooo cool!" Jacob pushed past Draco, causing him to hiss like a wet cat, and immediately stretched across the couch. His long limbs didn't really fit the couch, but he looked comfortable.
"You saw my house yesterday, you big oaf." Draco spat, trying to desperately push the large wolfman off his pristine, well once pristine, couch.
Jacob suddenly stood up, towering over Draco, "Yeah, but it's even better when we're the only ones in it." Draco's face flushed a deep red.
"Get away from me! Harry and Luna are home and you smell like wet dog." Draco yelped and tried to move past the large man but was pulled back. Draco looked straight into wet, puppy eyes.
"Am I ugly?" Jacob asked seriously. Draco gave him a bewildered look.
"No you aren't ugly," 'Quite fucking gorgeous actually- No Draco.' "You are annoying." Draco made a move to walk away, but was unfortunately still midair.
"Put me down!" Draco near screeched stuggling.
"Look, please just give me a chance and I'll show I can be a good friend, lover, or anything else, just please, give me a chance." Draco sighed and couldn't help but melt under the striking dark brown, nearly black, eyes.
"Fine!" Draco pouted. He couldn't believe he lost to a dog.
"Yes! Let's go!" Jacob set Draco down and began to drag him to his rabbit.
'This is going to be a long fucking day…' Draco thought as arm was nearly being ripped off.
Not a long chapter I know but I'll try to get my muse back so that I can give you guys the deserved longer chapters.