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Intensity

By: Bastian
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Fenrir
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 6
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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 2: Rebellion

Okay this took way longer than planned. I got really sick and was bed ridden for an entire week. I had actually gotten the chapter ready during that time in between bouts of sleeping. Well once I was better I read what I had wrote and well it wasn't very good. And it didn't make any sense.

So don't write while your sick.

Hopefully this is better and everyone enjoys. I plan on updating hopefully between every Friday-Sunday. So expect chapters then!

This chapter was actually ready on Friday, but I seem to have lost my betas email and I have spent a while looking for it. I finally give up. If my beta reads this PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE give me your email again. If not I will be needing a new beta so if anyone is interested let me know! Needless to say this chapter is unbetad at the moment so read at your own risk!

Now on to the story!

Intensity: Chapter 2 Rebellion

Harry’s mind was foggy as he awoke from a light slumber. He shook his head slightly to try and clear his mind of the residual drowsiness, only to collapse back against his bed with the feeling of complete exhaustion that one can only get with a full night of fitful sleep. Opening his emerald like eyes, Harry stared at the ceiling with a sense of dread.

“Today is not going to be a good day.” He said to himself as he glanced at the flashing red numbers on his alarm clock that told him he was already late for breakfast.

Sighing, Harry pulled the covers back and slid out of bed. He headed to the bathroom to perform his morning duties before returning to his room to pick out his outfit for the day. A glance outside showed a dark and gloomy sky that indicated it was not the day to wear light clothes and so he chose heavy black cargo pants as well as a black turtle-neck sweater. Not only to keep warm but to hide the marks that would definitely raise questions once he greeted his pack and they saw the evidence left behind by Tom.

Harry glanced at the mirror hanging low on the wall beside his bed, showing that he looked just about as happy as he felt. With a tired sigh he tried to flatten his hair that had stuck up at all different odds and angles from his earlier shower and then the subsequent toweling it had received. Of course no matter how much he tugged, pulled, flatted and smoothed his hair did not want to cooperate. Giving an aggravated growl Harry slammed his hand against the wall next to the mirror and stared angrily at his reflection.

“I don’t even know why I bother! It’s not like it really makes a bloody difference either way.” Harry snarled to himself even as he watched another piece of hair that he had attempted to brush flat stick straight back up in the air.

**You know you do it because you want to behave. You want to be the good little submissive puppy and follow your dominants around with your tail tucked between your legs.** A nagging voice whispered in the back of his mind causing Harry to scowl. It was always the same. Whenever he was extremely angry or sad that voice would always be there, whispering doubts into his mind, always seeming to kick him when he was down and create darkness within his heart.

**Such a weak little pup. There is no way you will be able to save yourself from Tom. After all you can’t even stop your own alpha from hating you. And such hate he has; you can’t deny it when he looks upon you with those cold unfeeling eyes. Yet despite all of your verbal protests you continue to cower and whimper before him. Yes, Tom will not have to work hard to claim you as his obedient little mate will he Harry?**

“No!” Harry slammed his other hand on the opposite side of the mirror and opened his eyes that he had not even realized had been closed. “I am not just some weak little toy that can be pushed around. I am my own person and I will never allow myself to be mated to some arrogant bastard like Tom, so just shut up!”

He let his hands fall from the wall and continued to glare at his reflection as yet another piece of hair stuck up in the back. Making a quick decision Harry walked into his bathroom and shoved his head under the sink to wet his hair before once again toweling it some. Only after he had soaked up the remaining water did he coat his hands with glittery pink hair gel and then carded them through his hair intent on making it as spiky and wild as possible.

Snape was just going to have to deal.


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The first thought in Harry’s mind as he took his seat at the long dining room table beside his godfather was that Snape did not look like he was in the mood to deal with anything. ‘Oh well, nothing to do about it now. The slimy git can just get used to it,’ Harry thought angrily.

“Care to explain something Potter?” Snape sneered at Harry from his place at the head of the table.

“I thought the whole pack was on a first name basis.” Christian said from somewhere off to right side of the table. He was a relatively new member of the pack having been bitten by a rogue werewolf and then left to die. The pack happened to have been in the area hunting when they not only smelt the freshly spilled blood, but the presence of the other wolf. Albus, their then alpha, had been kind and taken pity on the hurt man and accepted him into his family unconditionally.

Of course that unconditional understanding that Albus had shown upon Christian was something that wouldn’t be happening again. With Albus gone and the power structure shifted the pack was definitely not the same and it still remained to be seen whether they were all going to recover fully and move on or if the pack was slowly falling apart.

Sophie a kind woman gently patted Christian on the knee and gave him a keep your mouth shut look before she returned her attention to her meal once again. Christian looked confusedly from Sophie to the Alpha and to Harry before shrugging his shoulders and letting the idea go.

“Do I need to repeat myself, Potter?” Snape practically spat as he eyed the young submissive who had remained quiet in his seat.

Harry ran his hand over the ornately carved mahogany table that seemed to gleam with shadows cast from the chandelier hanging overhead. He appeared to be in deep thought as he scrunched up his brow and followed a vine in the wood with his finger, still refusing to answer his Alpha.

Snape for his part was losing his patience very quickly as the sub continued to act as though his Alpha was not speaking to him. He slammed his fists down on the table, shaking it and effectively tipping over a few glasses closer to his hands.

“Potter, answer me this instance!”

Harry looked slowly up at Snape as though it hadn’t really occurred to him that he had been spoken to, yelled at, or was teetering very close to bringing his Alpha to a violent angry outburst. Sirius nudged him in the side, and could feel almost the entire pack gazing upon him even as his eyes never strayed from the swirling pools of hate that belonged to his supposed superior.

“And what question would that be Snape?” Harry asked with large innocent green eyes and a smile that a three year old should only be allowed to pull off. Though the smirk he inwardly felt only heightened when, at even the distance he was from his Alpha, he could see the large vein on the side of the man’s neck begin to throb in his rage.

“That is Alpha Snape to you brat, and I think there is something that you want to explain about your appearance this morning.” Snape’s lip curled up as he hissed across the table at the still smiling young man.

Harry scrunched up his face and rubbed his chin as if in thought. He knew he was pushing a very dangerous line, but after all that he had been through these last couple of months he felt his control beginning to slip. With a cheeky grin upon his face he once again met Snape’s eyes and said very simply, “Nope.”

The growl from the head of the table could very easily be heard among the rest of the pack as well as the crunching of wood as Snape’s hands clawed into it in an attempt to reign in his rage before he simply murdered the insolent whelp and got rid of one large head ache.

For a split second Harry looked apologetic before that innocent smile returned and he tipped his head towards his Alpha and said, “I mean, nope Alpha Snape.”

Harry thought for sure he had done it; he had just signed his own death warrant and was surprised when a small smile tugged at the corners of Snape’s lips. All of his earlier bravery quickly disappeared at the look of his Alpha. Anger he had expected. Rage, oh yeah he had expected it. Violence, most assuredly. Happiness? Not if hell itself froze over, and it definitely was warm in their dining room so he had that checked for the moment.

“I understand you now, Potter. You think simply because Riddle has taken an interest in you that you are now free to do as you please within my pack.”

Harry’s eyes grew wide in horror as he stared back at his Alpha and sputtered to respond.

“O—of course not! T—Tom has got nothing to do with me!” Harry shouted out as he slammed his flat hands onto the table, without the result of knocking over any glasses.

“Tom is it? On a first name basis are we. How quaint. But you are still a member of this pack and as such I am your leader and you will do well to remember that. Simply because you’re spreading your pretty little thighs for the first dominant that shows an interest in you does not make you immune to the rules…or the punishments.”

“How dare you suggest that Harry is easy Severus!” Sirius yelled as he stood up and glowered angrily at the head of the table.

Remus quickly stood up and motioned to hold Sirius off. “Perhaps we should discuss this in private considering I don’t think Harry wants his personal business broadcasted to the whole pack.” With a quick nod from Severus the foursome exited the dining room and quickly found themselves inside one of the sitting rooms.

“And what am I to assume Sirius? He disappears, alone with a man who has come to me with an expressed interest in pursuing a possible mating. And then he shows up wearing something to obviously cover up any marks that had been shared between them.” Severus said very evenly as he indicated Harry’s turtleneck with a very smug expression and sat in the large overstuffed armchair beside the fire.

“Wait just a minute. It was just a walk in the gardens, nothing happened.” Harry pleaded more to his godfather than to his Alpha.

“Does that mean you are not trying to cover up a mark that Riddle gave you last night, Harry?” Snape asked in a sickly sweet way.

“Harry?” Sirius asked so softly that boy could barely hear the actual word. Harry bowed his head as his mind quickly tried to come up with an excuse or to find a way out; beginning to feel desperate when he did not immediately think of one.

Sighing he said, “H—He did bite me on my neck. But I didn’t want him to I swear it!” Harry pleaded with his godfather to understand, grabbing a hold of the older wolf’s sleeve as if to anchor himself and to show that Sirius was still there and had not deserted him.

“Are you saying he forced you?” Sirius asked as he took Harry’s clenched hand from his sleeve and held it in his larger calloused one.

“Of course he did! I would never want him to do that to me. I’m not interested in him I’ve told both you and Remus that before.”

Snape quickly rose from his seat and, in what seemed the blink of an eye, he was behind Harry and hauling him up by his sweater to hold him face level. In a deadly calm voice he said, “Think very clearly Potter. For a submissive to accuse a dominant of that type of force is a very serious threat, one that must be backed up with irrefutable evidence. To accuse one falsely will result in the immediate death of the submissive.’

“So, do you have any evidence of this claim, Potter?”

“No.”

“No what, pup?” Snape snarled in his baritone voice as he shook the boy dangling from his hands roughly.

“N—no he didn’t force me.” Harry said in a soft, barely there voice as he lowered his eyes and turned his head away. Banging his elbow on the low coffee table situated in the middle of the room when Snape dropped him, he kept his eyes lowered and trembled slightly from having to tell what he knew was a lie.

“Just as I thought. Well, if you and Riddle have become so close I do not see any reason to keep him from mating to you any longer.” Snape said with a sort of smug satisfaction that only a truly sadistic bastard can feel when knowing they are about to crush someone else’s life.

Harry’s eyes widened and they shot up to stare at Snape in disbelief. ‘He didn’t just say that he was giving me to that monster did he?’ Harry asked himself while his eyes darted between the stunned faces of his godparents and that of his Alpha.

“B—but I don’t want to be mated to Tom. I have a choice in this, and I don’t want him.”

“You have a choice when I say you have one. And you lost that choice when you decided that you were going to go behind your packs back and act the little part of the wanton whore.”

“I won’t mate to that monster, you can’t do this!”

“I am your Alpha pup and I can do whatever it is that pleases me even if…”

“You’re only the pack Alpha because you’re a damn coward and a snake!” Harry yelled back, standing and moving till he was nearly in the older man’s face.

There was a resounding slap and crash as the struck Harry and sent him falling partly on and under the coffee table. Harry lay motionless, clutching the side of his face that felt like it had just been shattered. Tears quickly welled in his eyes which he stubbornly refused to let fall as he looked up at the trembling figure of his Alpha.

It was clear that Snape was trying to control his rage. It would do him no good to kill the pup now, rather wait and gain more from losing him than simple satisfaction of seeing him dead.

“Get. Out. Now!” He snarled at Harry who had stayed crouched on the floor unmoving.

Quicker than he thought possible, Harry was up and sitting area. He didn’t stop until he got to his room where he quickly slammed and locked the door before collapsing on his bed and finally letting out the tears that he had been holding back in front of Snape. Turning his head to the night table beside his bed, Harry looked through tear filled eyes at the only picture he had of himself and his previous Alpha.

Alpha Albus has been a true leader, someone that the pack could look to for guidance and understanding as well as able to deal with problems and punishments in a fair and loving manner. He had never once made anyone feel unwelcome within their circle of family. But now he was gone, and it was Snape’s fault.

It had been nearly 6 months since Albus was murdered by Snape. 6 months since Harry’s torture began. Albus had been the kind of leader that no one had wanted to see go. And so even in his old and frail state they had continued to accept him as their Alpha without question. It had been decided that when Albus passed there would be battles among the leading dominants within the pack, all vying for the spot of Alpha.

After all there were really only three ways one could become an Alpha. Start your own pack and work from the ground up, wait for the passing of the current Alpha and then fight for the position, or if someone within the pack, or on rare occasions outside of the pack, kills the Alpha with the purpose of taking the position.

So even though the pack had decided to allow Albus a natural passing, Snape had decided otherwise and with no other option the pack now had to bow down to him as their proper Alpha until such a time that it changes once again.

Harry traced a finger over the face of the kind old wolf that had given and taught Harry so much. Albus was one of the only dominants who had ever encouraged Harry to have his own personality, rather than that to which nature had dictated for him.

“I miss you more than you will ever know.” Harry whispered to the picture before he hugged a pillow to his chest and finally allowed the sobs to wrack his small frame as once again it felt as though his world were falling down around him.

AN: Okay so there is chapter 2. To make things clear I love Snape as a character so I don't hate him! He just happens to have a mean role in this story and it may change in the future, but for the stories purposes he is an ass. I apologize if anyone feels this chapter is rushed but I do have plans for the story and I wont want to spend 10 chapters before I can even introduce Fenrir. Which does mean he is coming up soon so expect that in the next couple of chapters.

I like replying to all the reviews I get even if it was just "great story" because the reviews mean a lot and I don't overlook any. So thank you to all of my reviews and I hope people continue to do so!

To my reviewers:

gorgeousbowneyes: I am glad you gave my story a chance and that you enjoyed it so much. I appreciated that you could see the angle I was going for and I hope this chapter hasn't disappointed you....I am very sorry I couldn't get this to you before your exams. Like I said I was bed ridden and if I had put up what I had done while I was sick it woulda thrown you through a loop. I not even sure what half the stuff I was talking about meant and had to scrap it and start over :D hopefully this turned out better.

Yoshisan: Yes I have to admit to liking the idea of Harry in sexy skimpy outfits as well, though I am glad you enjoyed it too :D As far as how Snape will handle the situation I hope this gave you a slight clue and if not then I hope you continue to read and enjoy while you find out.

darkfaerie161: Here is more for you. Enjoy!

Extraho: I have to say that I am a sucker for Happy Endings unless I finish the story while I am depressed. I can say without a doubt thought that if this story ends on a sad note there will be a sequel to make up for it!

lycan: Hope this chapter lived up to your expectations!

Zuka: I am glad to liked the idea of the story and I hope you continue to enjoy it!

dino1: Glad you liked the ideas. Fenrir will be showing up soon so no worries there!

darkpyroangel06: Your review really made me smile. I am glad you were able to see all the different points and I am even more glad that I was able to change your opinion about a cross dressing Harry. I love Sirius/Remus as a couple and because I just couldn't see Sirius as a submissive I felt that in that pairing Remus worked as the Sub. But I do agree he is a very nice dominant as well!

Demonic Darkness: Submissive Harry is my fav as well, though thats simply because I have a harder time writing him as a dominant in situations because I often feel when someone has so much thrust upon them in life to take control that they might like to give that up in the bedroom.

celestialuna: I am glad you liked the start of it and I hope you continue to like it!

picofoxy: I am glad you liked it and I will try to get an update out at least once a week while I am not sick.

ProfessorSibly: Glad you loved it and here is that update!

X-communicated: Ah reviews that tell me they check daily make me feel so bad for getting sick. Sorry this couldn't get to you faster but better late than never!

AXEL-Roxas: I agree finding very well written werewolf fan fiction is a hard task indeed. Or at least finding ones that are completed.

momoko: Thank you I hope you continue to like it.

applesauce N soysauce: Hopefully this chapter has continued to keep you hooked!

Dee: I am glad you liked this. I did kind of try to keep original personalities though they will differ. That is partly why I had Snape kill Albus....If you dont know what I am talking about I am truly ashamed.

bumblebee: Okay here is whats next..did you enjoy?

Fallen: Not bad at all! Tom isnt supposed to be the character that you want to win. Unless you simply like messing with plots which is awesome too!

Kati-chan: I truly appreciate your criticism and I am sorry if you felt that the first chapter was rushed and I am sure you will feel the same with this one. My problem is I don't want to write a 60 chapter story because I can drag it out and make it wait but I really wanted to get the story to point where the main situations start happening and unfolding. Once Fenrir actually enters the picture it will probably slow down and go more in depth, but I am sorry if because of rushing to get to that point you may not enjoy the story as much. I hope that through the chapters leading up to that you can get a feel of Harry and I hope that in the end you will enjoy the story.


Look forward to another update between April 4th-6th!
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