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My Beloved Monster

By: cheerbear
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 3
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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chapter one

My Beloved Monster
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It could mean, perhaps, the beast that Harry Potter will turn into, or the creature that everyone thinks Severus Snape is… Or what will grow from the two and consume them both.

Plot: During the full moon there is an attack at Number 12 Grimmauld Place- big mistake. While the wolf and human part of Remus Lupin tries to protect Harry, things get out of hand and Harry inadvertently is the one who is bitten. Now the Boy-who-lived is the Boy-who-howled; can Remus help Harry through this hard transition, or will the young savior of the wizarding world succumb to his new animal instincts?

Disclaimer: I am not J.k. Rowling (as my writing will prove soon enough), nor a clone of her’s, nor am I a greedy relative… If you really want to sue me you can have the skittles but keep your hands OFF of my Mars bars!! Rawr…



Chapter one- The Night Innocence Died


Red streaked across the night as blood splattered onto the floor and the smell of it soaked the air of Grimmauld Place, and the mildew scented walls seemed to welcome it back into the home like an old friend. The floorboards and walls that he had pushed his body against were stained the color of crimson as the injured boy staggered down the hall, slumped over and clutching at his left shoulder where an arm should have been.

His black hair was dripping with sweat and his bangs hid his face, which was devoid of his glasses- not that he needed his sense of sight to find his place of sanctuary. “…get away… just go…” The boy was able to barely rasp out as he slowly made his way down the hall, leaving a bloody trail behind.

A howl of anguish rang throughout the night but, with the exception of a pause and then the quickening of his sluggish pace, the boy continued on as if he were deaf. Bloody screams were ripped from the throats of grown men as the wolf-like beast descended on them just two floors down, and at this the boy stopped again; the men cursed, threatened, screamed, and then were disposed of one by one, like rabid dogs.

But they were not the diseased creatures, or the horrific monsters of the boy’s memories any more. Now they were the hunted. And now they were gone.

As the world began to twist and turn in very odd angles, and the blood loss became too much for his consciousness to bare, Harry Potter collapsed to his knees, his own blood flowing down his side and pooling around him like a black hole ready to swallow his useless body up.

Reality blurred and the floor came crashing up to meet him, and then there was only darkness.




A/N: Promise next chapter will be longer- consider this a warm-up!
~ Anomalous
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