Beautifully Deranged

Beautifully Deranged

Chapter 3

“What’s going on here?” A snooty voice asked.

Both Harry and Fenrir looked up to see two guards standing there. The same exact guards that brought Harry in earlier.

“Nothin’ that concerns you.” Fenrir said gruffly.

The Auror on the left scoffed. “All prisoner business concerns us.”

“Well, what does it look like? We’re both naked and sweaty. It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out.” Fenrir growled out. He loved to get on the Auror’s nerves. They were too scared to come into his cell. Usually when prisoner’s acted up, these particular Aurors go into a cell and ‘force’ the prisoner to shut up. They had never gone into Fenrir’s cell though. They were to scared of what he might do. He didn’t need a wand to defend himself, unlike all the other prisoners. His werewolf abilities made sure he would win any fight that may occur.

Harry just looked at Fenrir like he had lost his mind. Which was possible, he was in Azkaban, a place that made nearly everyone insane. But still, you don’t talk back to the guards. They could easily kill you and say that you attacked them, and since you’re a prisoner everyone would believe them. Harry tugged on Fenrir’s arm, trying to get him to stay quiet.

“Fenrir I don’t think you should--” he was cut off before he could finish.

“Pup, hush. Just stay out of this.” Fenrir got up from the bed standing there in all his glory, not even bothered that he was completely naked.

Harry did as he was told. He didn’t want to make things worse. He could get the Aurors mad at him, or worse, have Fenrir mad at him. These two Aurors would not always be on duty, but he had to live with Fenrir. The man was a werewolf, muscular, and truly frightening. He did not want to get on his bad side.

“You always were a sick one Greyback, but the kid’s 14. I didn’t consider you a pedophile. You murder children, I didn’t know you fucked them as well. Then again, there was never enough left of them to decipher exactly what you did to them.” The one on the right said, the disgust obvious in his voice.

Fenrir gave the pair that wicked grin. “Show’s how much you know then.” He said his amusement at the situation obvious.

Harry watched the two Aurors fluster at Fenrir’s comment. So he wasn’t the only one then? At least he was still alive, unlike the others. Maybe he was different? Maybe Fenrir actually liked him and wasn’t just using him? Harry didn’t know for sure why Fenrir has kept him alive. By what the Auror’s said, Fenrir murdered children his age, and children that are even younger. He derives some sort of pleasure from these acts and was eventually thrown in Azkaban for these acts. The only question was, when would Fenrir kill him? He has not attempted to yet, and Harry certainly didn’t want to die. Then again, Fenrir did say that if he cooperated he would be just fine. Harry had listened to him so far, so maybe Fenrir wouldn’t hurt him.

“We could have you put down for this.” The Auror on the left said, his eyes gleaming with such an appealing idea. “Everyone would hate the idea of you raping, Harry Potter. Even if he is a filthy traitor.” The Auror snarled Harry’s name like it was a curse word. Harry actually flinched at the hate in the man’s voice.

Fenrir was pensive for a moment. He turned to a pale Harry. “You’re Harry Potter.” He said, glancing briefly to the boy’s forehead.

“Yes.” Was quietly whispered. He didn’t want what he still assumed to be a former Death Eater to know he was Harry Potter…but it was a little too late now. The man would surely kill him now.

Fenrir laughed cruelly. “And what did the great Harry Potter do to get himself locked in Azkaban?” He was truly curious.

“T-they think I killed another student. I told them Voldemort had returned…they didn’t believe me.” Harry said quietly.

Fenrir snorted. “Please, you don’t have an evil bone in your body, YET. That will probably change while your here though. Azkaban does funny things to people.” Fenrir said before turning back to the Aurors.

“And as for having me put down, are you willing to get fired over this? It is only one to a cell, like it always has been. You put a young boy in a cell with a known child killer? The people would be after you in a moment.” Fenrir said. Even if the people did think the boy killed someone, they wouldn’t force him to share a cell with Fenrir. The people would never approve of such an act.

“We could always say you escaped and then raped him, no one would believe your side of the story.” The one on the left said.

Fenrir laughed. “Oh yeah, I escaped just to run into another cell? That is miraculous, especially since I don’t have a wand. Somehow I managed to escape my cell, break into another one, and for whatever reason stay there long enough to get caught. Please, if I had managed to get to another cell, I would have at least taken the boy with me. That way could have had more than one go with him. Though it would be rather pointless wouldn’t it? There are so many other children to take, to do what I wished to outside of Azkaban that I wouldn’t of even considered going to another cell in the first place. No one would have believed you.” Fenrir said. The two guards paled, knowing the werewolf was right.

“Move away from the door. We need to get him out of that cell.” The two Aurors had never meant for Harry to stay in that cell. Fenrir was just supposed to rough him up a bit, maybe even kill him. They could brush the death off as a sickness later after they buried the boy. They certainly didn’t want him raped. That is a crime so very high up in wizarding law, that anyone who commits the act is given the dementor’s kiss, after a thorough investigation.

Fenrir was instantly on guard, growling and snarling. No one would take what he had just been given away. “No. He’s mine.” He growled. If he was lucky, the guards would come in, he would kill them, and then he and his pup would escape.

“Back away from the door. Now. He cannot stay in that cell with you.” The Auror pulled his wand out and aimed a petrificus totalus at the werewolf. Fenrir darted out of the way. He then dodged the next few aimed his way. They would not incapacitate him.

“Move. We could lose our jobs if anyone sees you in there with him. We have to move him to another cell.” One Auror said, hoping to get the large werewolf to agree.

“You should have thought of that before you put him in here. I don’t know if you just wanted me to scare him or kill him, but you gave him to me he is mine now. You can’t have him back.” Fenrir wasn’t going to give up.

One of the Aurors moved to enter the cell, when the other stopped him. He pointed to Fenrir, who had a rather eager look on his face. “I think we should leave.” The last thing they needed was to die by Fenrir’s hands, or if they managed to live, getting fired for allowing the convicts to escape.

“But...” the other Auror went to protest.

“It’s not worth it Danny, no one ever comes to this cell block anyway. Not even the Minister. No one will even know the boy is here. Let’s just go.” The man said. The other guard, Danny, nodded reluctantly. And they left.

Fenrir walked over to the cot. He noticed the boy’s face, who he now knew to be Harry Potter, was pale, and he was trembling. What was with this sudden change? He knew he was afraid of him before, but he seemed almost content when they were laying together earlier.

“What’s wrong, Pup?”

Harry was confused. Wouldn’t Fenrir want to punish him for not telling him he was Harry Potter, Voldemort’s enemy. The one who destroyed him all those years ago. Didn’t he want him dead?

“Aren’t you going to kill me?” Harry asked, still scared of dying. He had done everything Fenrir had said too, but could he trust the word of a child killer?

“Is that what you think I’m going to do? No, Pup. They gave you to me. You’re mine. I plan on keeping you for a while. Just don’t do anything stupid and we’ll get along just fine.” Fenrir reassured him.

“I think I can handle that.” Harry said and gave Fenrir a shaky smile.


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Alright, there’s another chapter. And I know quite a few of you are a bit freaked out over Harry’s age and all that, so I think I’ll give you a bit of an explanation as to why I wrote him so young. I wanted to stay as true as possible to the timeline up until I threw Harry in prison. I consider the fourth book a major turning point in the series. Ron shows his true colors and isn’t that loyal of a friend, Dumbledore can be fooled…he didn’t know about the fake Moody. The ministry is fool of pompous idiots who refuse to accept that the Dark Lord is back. Harry is thrown in prison because the ministry needed to keep him quiet and I needed to have Harry betrayed.

Then, I chose to have Fenrir and Harry have sex this soon because of the whole werewolf thing. I figured the two would need some kind of bond by the time of Fenrir’s first transformation with Harry there, or else our darling little Harry would be werewolf chow. I know I could have gone the easy way and just made the two mates, BUT every other Fenrir/Harry fiction that I have ever read has Harry and Fenrir as mates. I was just attempting to do something a little different. I also know I described Harry’s penis in the last chapter grossed people out. And well it was supposed to. Fenrir IS a pedophile, therefore he is going to notice things like that. I did write it in the paragraph when Fenrir was describing him. We all know what Harry looks like, but Fenrir looks at him in a different perspective (obviously) then we do.

Also, someone mentioned that Harry is to strong of a character to just accept what Fenrir is doing to him. I’m not saying that Harry is weak, I agree he is a strong character. He just knows that he cannot take on this werewolf without a wand. Harry will not be having wandless magic in this story. Fenrir is really strong physically, and Harry is assuming he is some type of Death Eater (though he is not completely sure), and he doesn’t want to die. He figured that if he gave into this werewolf, maybe he would have a chance at survival. The man wasn’t exactly as rough or harsh as he could have been. He didn’t have to prepare Harry in any fashion, and then he could have killed him afterwards. I’m not saying that it was right, or that it wasn’t right, but Harry knew he would have to do this to survive. And yes I did have him enjoy it somewhat as the man was not particularly brutal, and he did give himself to him. I don’t want him hating Fenrir (though they won’t be in love), but I also don’t want things to be totally okay.

There, I hope that clears a few things up. If you don’t like then you don’t have to read. It really is just that simple. Also, if you don’t like torture of any kind then I suggest you don’t read. There will be character torture later.

I understand if a few of you who normally reads my writing back out, it is a hard story to swallow, and Harry is a little to young for most people’s tastes and I understand that. I will most likely never have Harry this young again, at least not in the foreseeable future. I hope you’ll read some other stories as Harry will be older. Between 16-19 most likely. Harry will be turning 15 soon, probably will be by the next chapter.

Thanks to all who reviewed, I’m a bit tired of writing today so I won’t thank you all individually. I really do appreciate your reviews.