Premonition

Disclaimer:
I will make it clear that I do not own any Harry Potter Characters and that everything I have written is purely fictional, means no harm, and is solely a work of fiction. Okay I know that this story probably has numerous grammatical errors and I apologize.




Chapter five:

Accepting


Harry sat nervously in the small living room with Remus pacing in front of him. Tonks brought out a tray of tea and cookies. Harry glanced up at her and looked away down to his hands.

"Pup do you know what being scented means?" Remus asked as he stopped momentarily in front of Harry, waiting for an answer before pacing again.

"No"

"Harry being scented is a major thing," Said Tonks Sitting next to him, "It means that you are going to be mated with an alpha"

"Don't you get it pup! It means you carry the scent of Fenrir claiming you."

"What?" asked Harry meekly turning moonlight pale.

"Pup that is not the same thing as being claimed, it’s a step before like courting." clarified Remus.

"Fenrir is going to be persistent; he will try to see you at any possible moment."

"But I could-"

"No Harry you couldn't, He has to see you and have contact. It actually explains a lot." said Tonks pouring Harry some tea.

"You see, Harry, when an alpha doesn't get in contact with their destined mate, they will go slowly insane if their mate is not born yet. So it would explain why Fenrir would do such horrible things to children. But when he scented you everything cleared inside him. He is like he was supposed to be, the man, who is a wizard with creature blood in him, who will love and cherish you" said Tonks earnestly.

"So I have to-"

"Yes pup there is no other way, being scented means others will know you will become a mate to an alpha and are under that alpha protection." Remus Stated as he walked to the door putting on his coat.
"I will be back"

Tonks stared after him sadly. Turning to Harry Tonks smiled softly.

"Go get dressed in something nice we will be eating out on the deck tonight, and Harry prepare yourself"

Harry nodded going to his room putting on a clean green t-shirt with regular blue jeans with flip-flops.

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Fenrir looked up at the almost full moon. He almost raped his mate, his Sweetling. It was tearing him apart inside. To just remembering his mate's terrified eyes staring at him.

A branch snapped in front of him, looking up Fenrir meet the glare of his mate's kin.

"Remus"

"Fenrir, I believe you know why I came." stated Remus stonily eyed.

"Yes, is he alright?"

"My pup is struggling through this," replied Remus, "Fenrir I must warn you, Harry is a delicate, though he may seem unbreakable, he can be very delicate with certain things. I haven't even begun to try to break through his shields, to find out what happened this summer, to help him.

"My time is up and yours just began, don't make me regret condoning this, if you hurt him I will hurt you tenfold more, understand?" sighed Remus

"Understood I will try to court him and not hurt him"

"Oh and Fenrir, I am not just going to give you my pup, it is up to him if he accepts you or not, I am only allowing you to be near him until he decides what to do. Come I invite you to have a meal with us."

Fenrir nodded as he got up and walked side by side to the cottage.


To be continued...

Disclaimer:
I will make it clear that I do not own any Harry Potter Characters and that everything I have written is purely fictional, means no harm, and is solely a work of fiction. Okay I know that this story probably has numerous grammatical errors and I apologize.

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Oh and there is a song that inspired me for Fenrir's speech they are from: hungry eyes by Eric Carmen
Which I don't own either!



Chapter Six:

Accepting



Fenrir walked onto the deck feeling a bit anxious. He was going to have a formal dinner, well as formal as it could be with his mate's kin. Glancing around he noticed some muggle decor, Chinese lanterns lighted around the deck illuminating it.

Tonks walked outside holding some fried chicken on a platter.

"Hey love," Tonks went to Remus kissing him softly. "Harry is right behind me" she warned.

Harry walked out holding a mass of white in a big blue bowl. Looking up Harry paled slightly, mouth agape.

"Greyback?” Harry's tone held a hint of panic in it “Remus?"

"Oh Remus could you help me bring out something’s from the kitchen?" asked Tonks pulling Remus inside.

Harry stared after them in shock, 'what in the world where they doing? Leaving me here with Fenrir?'

"Sweetling"

Harry turned towards Fenrir, only to find Fenrir standing in front of him inches away.

"Umm, so Remus invited you to dinner?" asked Harry as he went around Fenrir to reach the table, placing the bowl on the table.

"Yes he did. What is that?" Fenrir asked as he pointed in the bowl, hoping against all odds that it would distract his mate from fearing him.

"Oh well it’s a recipe I copied down from a muggle who I knew before she move away to the Americas, She called it Nutmeg potatoes. It’s basically mashed potatoes with a pinch of nutmeg, it’s supposed to give it a little zing to it." Harry rambled as he scooped some potatoes on his finger, tasting a bit of it. Fenrir watched this with a predatory gleam.

"Can I taste it?"

"Well yeah, give me your hand." Harry said reaching for Fenrir's hand and grabbing his wrist.

Fenrir took things into his own hands, grabbing Harry’s wrist softly, but firmly. He brought the finger with the potatoes to his mouth, licking gently to get the flavor of it. Then placing the finger in his mouth and sucking gently; all while staring into Harry’s eyes with an intense look. Harry could feel his heart start to race.
Flushing a bit Harry tried to pull his finger away only to make Fenrir bob on his finger and suck harder. Teeth scraped the pad of his finger then a tongue massage it as if try to sooth him.

"Sweetling, I have been meaning to tell you, I’ve got feelings for you, that won't subside, no matter how much you hope it does" Said Fenrir as pulled out Harrys finger, but pulling Harry closer to him.

"Fen-"

"I look at you and fantasize that you will accept me and forgive me for earlier"

"Fenrir you frightened me, I'm not easily frightened." replied Harry "to tell you the truth I'm still fri-"

"Don't say that Sweetling, I don't want you to ever fear Me." said Fenrir as he nuzzled Harry in the juncture of Harrys neck and shoulder. Harry sighed and closed his eyes briefly. 'I can't believe I am actually letting him touch but I feel safe' A flash of a man with rusty colored hair and cruel brown eyes flashed in Harry’s mind’s eye, causing such fear that Harry pulled away.

"What’s wrong?"

"This is impossible, you are a known child killer why-how could I even consider doing this" Gasped Harry as he shrunk away from Fenrir. Fenrir stared at harry.

"Sweetling, I want you to hear me out," Fenrir grabbed harry by the shoulders, "Mother moon, I just can't help falling in love with you, don't you understand that I can feel a magic between you and I. I need you to see that this love was meant to be."

Harry flushed with eyes wide, staring up into golden eyes, on a chiseled face.

"I- It’s just that, if I accept this bond, this union between us-"

"That you could end up happy" said Fenrir as he lifted Harry and wrapped his arms around him holding him so they met eye to eye. Attentively Kissing Harry slowly with such tenderness that it took Harrys breath away.

Harry Gasped, he felt like this could go on forever and he would never tire of it. Slowly but surely Harry wrapped one arm around Fenrir's neck while the other combed through Fenrir's almost silver gray hair to stay at the back of his head and hold on. Harry hoped that maybe just maybe that he could be happy, and why not, for the first time ever, Harry threw caution to the wind. Opening his mouth Harry accepted Fenrir in his mouth, and his heart; and kissed him with all that he had.

A kiss that was tender ended up a kiss full of passion.



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Somewhere else a man, a man with rusty colored hair and cruel brown eyes, sipped his whiskey and grinned at the thought of getting his hands on his pet. He only became friends with the bubbling fool of a muggle like whale to get near his pet. To gain enough trust to be able to babysit him, to be near him. Just remembering the raven soft hair, illuminating green eyes, and soft pale skin. Yes he would gather him tomorrow.


He can't allow his pet to escape him for good now can he.

To be continued...


A/N: It’s my B-day tomorrow and Other Occasions so I may not update for a while I even tried to squeeze this in, good thing I managed it.