Intensity

AN: Okay so first things first. This is not beta'd because my beta hasn't gotten back to me, but I am leaving for the night and I wanted to get this up for everyone to enjoy.

Second, I hate this chapter. It was like pulling teeth. I write it three times. THREE!!! And I scrapped all three and ended up with this. I was sooo tempted to simply give you guys

"Shit happened, stuff went bad look for the next chapter for more information."

Of course your not getting that you get the chapter I finally settled on. If you hate it, I feel your pain.

Anyway here it is chapter 4!


Chapter 4: Permanent Marker

The bedroom looked almost as empty as Harry felt. Boxes has been quickly brought into the room, filled, and taken to the car waiting outside within a matter of hours. He wouldn’t doubt if some of his belongings had actually been ruined in the process, but he had had too much on his mind to really complain to his onetime pack members about the issue. Anyway he was simply happy that he was being allowed his own possessions at all.

Harry sat tracing his fingers along the simple pattern on the now bare mattress. With Daniel and Morgan, the two bulky werewolves that would be escorting him to his sure to be death, continually moving about his room all day Harry didn’t take notice of the shadow that fell over him. Choosing, instead, to ignore the presence of one of the brothers and focus more intently on the mismatched pattern he had found on the mattress below him.

“I know you’re upset Harry, but that doesn’t mean you can just ignore your godfather like that.” Sirius said playfully as he sat down on the other side of his godson and ruffled his hair.

Harry, for his part, was glad to know that he didn’t have another one of the brothers looming over him, but continued to stare uninterestedly at the mattress and not give any sort of acknowledgement to his godfather.

Sirius sighed and placed a hand on Harry’s back, gently rubbing as the young werewolf continued to ignore him. Imitating his godson, Sirius looked to his side and ran his finger over a flowery pattern while he tried to think of something to say to the young man that would make things better.

The only problem being he knew there was nothing that was going to make this situation better.

“You know I’m not good at this whole comforting thing Harry that’s more Remus’ style, but you know that I love you pup. Even if you are mad at me…”

Harry quickly turned and attempted to look into his godfather’s eyes though his face was turned down, his long hair hiding any chance of the eye contact that Harry seeked. Instead he placed a gentle hand on his shoulder and said softly, “I’m not mad at you Siri.”

Sirius swiftly turned and embraced his trembling godson, wishing that there was something he could do to change this, to make it all right like it was so long ago. Harry gently pulled away from him, though his eyes were down refusing to meet his gaze.

“I don’t blame you. I know you tried to talk him out of it, and that nothing is going to change. And it’s not your fault.” Harry said softly.

“Well at least you look fuckable.” Sirius said, changing the subject and trying to lighten the mood, trying to bring some semblance of normalcy back into the room that had quickly been filling with an unwelcome tension.

Harry quickly glared at his smiling godfather, though he didn’t fail to notice that the smile did not reach his eyes. He glanced down at himself before gazing back at Sirius.

It was tradition for a submissive to wear pure white on the day that they were to be bound, and of course any tradition involving submissive and dress codes meant that he had to wear a skirt. This was supposed to signify the purity that was to be given to their dominant, which didn’t make sense to Harry since Snape insisted that Harry was no longer pure in the first place. At least the traditional white skirt was longer than any Harry had been forced to wear for previous occasions, although he still hated it. White always looked too good, too pure like it was just waiting for someone to come around with a permanent marker and muck it up.

Harry pulled the skirt down past his knees again, having had it ride up some during the hug with Sirius. He kept his hands bunched in the fabric at the bottom of the skirt and scowled at the floor.

“I don’t want to look fuckable Siri. I want to look grotesque and completely unappealing.” Harry said, while attempting to play along with their usual banter.

“Well you won’t accomplish that in that outfit pup,” Sirius said smiling at the attempt to brighten Harry up. He took one of Harry’s hands from the skirt and held it gently in his much larger, calloused one.

The differences were noticeable as he held them together. Harry’s, having never been forced to participate in any hard labor, were smooth and soft to the touch while Sirius’ were quite the opposite. He also wouldn’t put it past Harry to actually have been using some sort of lotion on a regular basis as well, though he doubted the boy would ever admit it.

After all, no matter how much Harry hated it and argued against it he still knew what was expected of him. They all knew what was expected of him and it made Sirius sick to his stomach.

“I could always challenge him.” Sirius finally said in barely a whisper, though the gasp from Harry let him know that his words did not fall upon deaf ears.

“You can’t do that Sirius!” Harry was startled that Sirius would even contemplate such an option.

“But I can do it Harry. Don’t you see if I challenged Snape and won I could stop all this shit with Tom? I could keep you from being taken away from us.”

Harry was already shaking his head as he stared at Sirius with a look of absolute horror on his face. “If Sirius, IF you won then yes but if you lost the consequences would be too severe.”

“There is a good chance I could win…”

“And there is a good chance you could lose as well. If you lost he would kick you out of the pack and then what? What about Remy, would you do that to him? Leave him alone here with that monster of a man because you know Snape would never release a submissive to you even if you were mated. You would be branded as a traitor and never see him again. You can’t do that to each other, not for me!”

“Harry is right Sirius.” They both looked up horrified at the new voice from the door but settled when they saw it was only Remus. Sirius had been so engrossed in their conversation he hadn’t even been sniffing out to see if anyone was eavesdropping and Harry, well Harry could barely smell anything at the moment with the way his nose was plugged up from nearly a week’s worth of crying.

Remus closed the door and sat on the other side of Harry on the bed, placing his arm around the boy and taking the other hand that had stayed clenched in the skirt.

“What’s more is that right now we may still get the chance to see Harry, and if you did something so foolish as to challenge Severus then you can guarantee you would never see him again. There would be no way Tom would allow you within his pack and then what is Harry supposed to do? As hard as I know it is we must simply accept that we have no choice in this situation and hope for the best outcome we can.”

“I know you’re right. Of course you’re right, but I just feel so helpless right now.”

“That’s because you are helpless. But it’s not your fault and it’s not mine and it definitely is not Harry’s. All that we can do now is move on and hope that in the end everything will turn out as it should.”

Harry nodded his head slightly and was soon enveloped in a group hug. He could feel wetness gathering on both shoulders where his two godfathers tears were falling, but couldn’t find it within himself to shed anymore.

Pulling away from the embrace, Remus wiped his eyes and gave a weak smile to the two people on the bed, the two people that he loved more than anyone else in the world.

“I had intended to let you and Sirius have your privacy for the moment, but Severus wanted me to come up and collect you. It seems as though you will be leaving now instead of allowing you to stay and eat.” Remus said in a startlingly angry voice that both wolves knew was not directed at them but rather the man that insisted he be called Alpha.

The three of them stood and Harry received another hug from both Remus and Sirius before he found himself alone in his room, his godfathers waiting for him just outside of the now open bedroom door.

He took one last look around the bare room and hardly recognized it. It had been the one place that he had felt safe in letting his emotions out, the one place where he knew that Snape never wanted to enter, the one place that he had considered his escape route when pack duties and submissive rules and driven him crazy, it had been his sanctuary.

And now it was gone, and nothing was ever going to be the same again.


*~*~*~*


“If you pop that thing one more fucking time I’m going to shove it down your throat.” Zeke growled out at his pack mate and pointed to the blue circular object in the others hand.

“Why what’s your problem its fun. You just push it into your hand and you watch it stick and then pop right off and flip in the air.” Of course as Darien was explain he was also demonstrating which caused the very fine nerve left in Zeke’s head to snap.

“Okay that’s it you’re fucking dead.” He snarled out as he lunged at Darien. He was going to show that he did not simply make idle threats, which he would have had he not found himself flung back by a third party into a tree and on his ass.

“Knock it off both of you. Zeke stop picking a fight and Darien put that piece of shit away right now and sit quietly, we don’t need to be making a commotion right now.” Evander barked at them, giving each his very best attempt at a Fenrir scowl.

“I give it a 7.” Nikolai said from his place nestled on the forest floor.

“What?” Evander snapped as he took his place against another tree, choosing to ignore Zeke’s grumblings as the other wolf stood up and wiped the shit from his ass that he was just forced into sitting on by their beta.

“Oh nothing, how long is this going to take anyway I wouldn’t mind going to get a bite of that moose we left out there in the road. I am getting a bit hungry.”

“You’re always hungry Nicky, besides we got confirmation from Russ 15 minutes ago, that means 2 more confirmations and then they will be here.” Darien said while he placed the blue popper inside a pants pocket.

“And how exactly are these confirmations supposed to work again?” Zeke asked acting as though he hadn’t already asked twice and then chose to tune the answer out when it was given.

“Don’t you ever fucking listen Z?” Van asked, gazing at the other wolf as if he had grown a third head. Sure, Evander knew he could be a pain when we wanted but Zeke took it to levels that he didn’t even know existed sometimes.

Zeke simply shrugged and said, “Sometimes, so what is it?” Causing Evander’s eye to twitch and to rub his temple in the attempt to thwart the headache he knew was creeping up his spine.

“There are six confirmations spread out along this dirt road.” Nikolai supplied, “Spread farther apart from the beginning and closer together as they get to us. When the first confirmation saw the car heading up the road Trey called to let us know and it has simply been moving along since. We have gotten calls from Trey, Zoi, Erik, and Russell, which means we are waiting on Bill and Charlie. “

“Right and how did you know they would take this route?”

“Gisho.” The three said in unison.

“I should have known. Well how did the little twerp find out about it then?”

“It was mentioned to Snape in a conversation with Riddle. Apparently you take this route to Riddles place and it cuts off 2 days of travel.” Evander said while he took out his cell phone to make sure they had reception and had not missed a call.

“Why is it faster then?”

“Because, Zeke, when you go through something it tends to cut back time when compared to going around it.” Darien said as though he were talking to a 5 year old.

“I bloody well know that!” Zeke yelled at the other wolf while pelting a small rock at his head, which missed. “It’s just that the road is rather narrow and it’s not used much. I mean bloody hell it’s still made of just dirt. How many roads do you know that are made of dirt?”

“That’s why Riddle uses it Zeke. This forest seems dark and spooky to most humans, and they don’t want to trust a road like this. They scare themselves enough with moves like Wrong Turn and shit. So it’s pretty safe for use and it’s perfect for us.”

“Yeah perfect for us. How do you know this plan of yours is going to even work Van? I mean what if they just go around it?”

“It will work! We have found the narrowest part in the road. It’s practically a one way street though you might fit two going opposite ways. The moose was placed in the center, the head on the side that the car will be coming and more of the body on the other side. The space is too narrow to curve around the head and not hit a tree and the space on the other side is even smaller.’

“They have to stop and get out to move the animal, and even if they don’t there is no way they won’t bust a tire trying to go around it and then have to get out to fix that. Now will you stop with the fucking questions already?”

“Fine, fine,” Zeke said as he crossed his arms across his body. “What if the moose isn’t something that’s normally seen in this area?” He asked after a moment. He was saved from being chewed out again when Evander’s phone began ringing and he chose to answer that instead.

“Yeah?”

The other three wolves looked at each other with worried expressions when an almost evil grin appeared on their beta’s face.

“Great we are on our way there now.” Evander said and quickly hung up the phone.

“Eh, what’s up?” Nikolai asked from his place on the floor.

“That was Bill. We’re gonna change up the plan a bit. We gotta transform and run down the road a bit. It appears as though the sub needed to use the bathroom so they have pulled over. The two dominants escorting him just let him go and are both standing outside of the car waiting. Fucking idiots. At least it gives us the perfect opportunity but we need to get there fast.”

Without further questioning the three stripped, transformed into their wolf forms and started running down the road all looking forward to the thrill of spilt blood.


*~*~*~*


Okay, so maybe Harry should have taken up that offer to use the restroom before they left, but really who would have expected that the ride was gonna be at least 12 hours and that the two geniuses in the car had gas in red tubs so they wouldn’t need to go to an actual gas station and allow him any other contact with another living being let alone an actual toilet.

“Not like I even want to go see Tom in the first place and of course they have to cut out any time that would give me peace without him.” Harry grumbled as he made his way a little deeper into the forest to relieve his bladder. Wanting to make sure one of the brothers weren’t spying on him since he couldn’t smell anything at the moment and they had been very reluctant to let him go on his own.

Finding a large tree and with a quick look around Harry pulled the skirt up and lowered the slightly effeminate boy shorts that he refused to acknowledge were panties. He sighed with relief, especially happy since he remembered to grab some tissue from the car, and placed himself back into the effeminate boy shorts once done and clean.

He started making his way back towards the road, grimacing when he imaged that the two escorts would be standing outside the car acting as though they were the bodyguards to the queen or something. ‘Honestly, they act like this is some top secret mission or some shit. Can’t stop at a gas station to fill up the car oh no wouldn’t want to give me the dignity of using a toilet that’s what it was. Can’t get me anything to eat at a drive in, no way. Wouldn’t want to make me think I’ll be allowed to eat whenever I want a Tom’s.’ Harry thought to himself in a very unpleasant manner while he fiddling with a string that had come loose on his corset like top.

Of course being caught up in his own grumblings and self induced pity Harry failed to see the root sticking up out of the ground, but his foot didn’t have the same problem missing it. With a surprised squeak Harry fell down to the floor on his hands and knees.

“Bloody hell that hurt.” Harry said before he looked at the ground below him and froze his eyes going wide at the blood that now covered his hands and was beginning to seep into his white skirt.

Harry quickly looked around the area and saw the wolves that seemed to be devouring something. His stomach gave a lurch as he realized that it was another wolf and he had to fight the bile that rose in his throat as he recognized that wolf as Daniel.

He briefly wondered where Morgan was before he was up on his feet and trying to make a run for it. The forest was thick; he knew that first hand having tried to manage through it to use the bathroom. If he could get far enough in it maybe the other werewolves wouldn’t know he was there, because he knew for a fact that they were werewolves and not just plain wolves. Even with as many as he saw regular wolves wouldn’t have been able to take down Daniel and possibly Morgan like that, though he couldn’t be sure whether the brothers had made any sound or if he had just been too deeply in thought to pay attention to anything he had heard.

Harry did know one thing, however, that many werewolves and a submissive just didn’t mix well for him. He had to get out of there and fast.

However before he could take more than 5 steps he felt strong arms encircle around him and lifting him off his feet. He let out a blood curdling scream and began to thrash and fight the arms that were far stronger than he was.

With his hands trapped at his sides because of the others appendages he couldn’t do much except for kick, and kick he did. Harry managed to hit his attacker on the shin and with a muttered “fuck” was dropped to the ground on his hands and knees.

Without missing a beat he leapt to his feet to make a run for it, but his attacker was faster and grabbed his ankle causing him to fall face first to the ground mid leap. Unfortunately this time when he fell he hands didn’t break the fall and he landed heavily, knocking the wind out of him and causing him to see pretty stars before the blackness enclosed around him.


*~*~*~*


The first thing he noticed was that his head hurt and it was kinda hard to breathe. It only took a moment for Harry to remember exactly why that was and he tried to fight the panic that welled up inside of him. At least he wasn’t dead. Yet.

He could feel the steady thrum of an engine and that combined with the fact that his head was pressed against what he assumed to be a cup holder, let him know that he was in some sort of a car. Very quickly, he then realized that his legs and feet were not resting on the seat that the rest of him was on and he once again had to fight down the urge to bolt upright and fight back.

“You’ll have to tell Charlie thanks for getting our clothes while we dealt with the other two.” A baritone voice said from nearly directly in front of Harry.

“Yeah whatever, so will you.” Muttered the man that Harry’s feet were resting on, who was shamelessly sliding his hand up and down the bottom of Harry’s leg.

“Actually we all did when he handed us back our stuff, only I watched and you didn’t. Quite rude don’t you think?”

“Darien stop antagonizing Zeke it’s not as if Charlie really cares,” Said a voice from a bit farther away. An agitated sigh soon followed before he could hear a muttered, “Why isn’t there any good radio stations in this bloody area?”

“Ah, I didn’t realize you were a sub Dare, how long has Nicky been fucking you?” The man who apparently was named Zeke said in a much too happy voice that just begged to start a fight.

“That’s it Zeke when we get out of this car I am going to kick your ass.”

“Oh, promises promises.” Zeke said in a bored voice. Harry for his part had to fight hard not to laugh and then scolded himself. These men were kidnapping him and he was trying not to laugh at their antics, something about that was seriously wrong.

“Evander will you do something?” The radio fiddler asked in an irritated voice, clearing indicating the ongoing verbal bashing that was going on in the backseat.

“Sure I’ll do something.” Said a new voice right before the radio station that the fiddler had just landed on was switched and then turned off.

“Hey that took forever to find damn it! You’re supposed to be the beta here.”

“I am beta Nikolai. And as far as I am concerned I have been serious far too much today. We got what we needed done, we have the sub and as soon as I get that sub back home I plan taking a nice warm bath to relieve the ache in my shin and then I want to join Darien in his attack against Zeke because frankly he was trying to make today as annoying and as hard as he could.”

The fiddler, who Harry now knew as Nikolai, made a disgruntled sound in his throat before leaning into his seat and proceeded to pout. Putting two and two together Harry figured that the driver must be Evander and apparently the beta of this pack. That would mean that the man in front of Harry’s seat must be Darien, unless of course there were other parties in the car that had not spoken yet.

Still nothing had been said about why they wanted him, only that they did. He would have to try to stay out of it for a while longer if he wanted to learn anything else, though he was finding it harder and harder to remain calm when that hand on his leg was increasingly becoming bolder with each passing stroke.

“Speaking of submissive Van are you positively certain that Fen said we couldn’t have some fun with him?” Zeke asked as his hand traveled just a little higher on the leg in his lap.

“Yes, we were to try not to hurt him too much while we acquired him and not to fuck him once we had him.”

‘Well that’s good news,’ Harry thought.

“But you don’t have to fuck to have fun.” Zeke pointed out happily while he moved his hand around to feel the soft skin of the boy’s calf.

‘Okay, not so good news,’ Came the next thought while Harry tried to keep his leg from moving out of the grasp of the werewolf.

“No, nothing Zeke I mean it. We don’t know what Fen has planned for the sub so you should just keep your hands to yourself. And that means Darien and Nick too.

Zeke thinned his lips a bit in annoyance before he figured ‘Hey they can’t see what my hand is doing right now anyway.’ Making sure to keep his head facing forward in the hopes that he didn’t look suspicious, Zeke continued to slide his hand up the legs on his lap, up past the knee and then slowly on towards the inner thigh.

Harry tried not to tense or let them know that he was awake since he was hoping he would find out a bit more about what was going to happen to him. If his eyes had been open they would definitely had been the size of saucers as he felt that hand start to try to feel on his boy shorts. Information or not he was not going to lay there and let some stranger molest him.

Of course he did the first thing that had come to his mind, which meant he quickly pulled himself up into a sitting positions, startling the hell out of the man next attempting to molest him, and slapped Zeke right across the face before pulled his legs to himself and huddling up in a corner as far away from the man as possible.

“Fucking hell!” Zeke yelled as he held his stinging face and Nick and Darien turned to look back at them, Van watching him through the mirror.

“What were you doing Zeke?” Van asked in a quiet voice.

“What was I doing? The little shit just sits up and slaps me for no reason and you want to accuse me of the one who was doing something?”

“You did do something though didn’t you?” Nikolai asked while he kept his eyes on the panting submissive that looked like he was trying to figure a way out and was just beginning to panic when he realized there was none.

“Well nothing really…”

“Yes you were! You were trying to put your hand between my legs!” Harry shouted hoping that this wasn’t going to turn back around on him, after all four dominants attacking him was not something his bones could hold up to.

“Okay well maybe I was but that doesn’t mean Van should outright accuse me of it.” Zeke said, startling Harry with his honesty.

Shifting in his seat Harry looked closely at the man sitting next to him. Although he couldn’t tell just how tall he was it looked like it was pretty tall based on how much his legs were above the small seating space. He had short black hair looked like it was spiked on normal occasion but looked more like he had just rolled around in dirt at that moment, which he might have. Though Harry couldn’t look closely at his face his eyes appeared dark and his lips seemed stay in a constant small smirk that was just begging for trouble.

“So what’s your name sub?”

Harry quickly turned to look at the man sitting in the seat in front of theirs. This one had very obvious bright blue eyes that shone almost as much as Harry’s own emerald green. His hair was a dark brown with hints of red that Harry was sure shone brightly when touched by the light and seemed to spike up on one side and lay down on the other though Harry wasn’t sure if this was intentional or not.

“We aren’t gonna hurt you so there isn’t a reason to be scared or nothing.” Came a voice from the front passenger side of the car, though he couldn’t tell much about the man except for the bright puff of curly blonde hair.

“I’m Nikolai,” said the puff ball, “the man that’s driving is Evander, the one behind me is Darien and the one you slapped is Zeke. Though he is a pervert and he deserved it, feel free to do it again if it pleases you...”

“Hey!” Zeke yelled, though he didn’t feel like pointed out that he had figured out their names yet. ‘Prolly think a submissive is too dumb to pay attention anyway,’ he thought bitterly.


“…So we know your last name is Potter but what is your first then?”

Harry looked around with wide eyes. He wasn’t so sure that he wanted to be talking to these people seeing as how they had just killed two members of his once pack and had apparently kidnapped him for some reason he wasn’t sure of, though on the bright side he wasn’t going to Tom, and that was a very bright side in that particular moment.

“Harry.” He finally said after a few moments of contemplation and then added, “What do you want with me?”

“It’s not exactly you we want Harry. You are just kinda in the middle.” Evander said while watching the pup carefully in the mirror.

“In the middle of what?”

“Fenrir will explain it to you when we get there, though we aren’t planning on hurting you. You have nothing to fear from us and I am sorry if you were hurt at all while we were obtaining you, as I am sure your sorry for nearly breaking my knee.”

‘Not really,’ Harry thought, but said, “Where are you taking me then?”

“To our pack, our Alpha Fenrir wants to meet you and he will explain everything to you then.”

Harry nodded slightly and turned away from the three men, trying to see through the dark tinted windows of the van. He knew he should be more panicked about the whole situation but he wasn’t sure he could be more upset about anything other than going to Tom. He was more relieved than anything else.

He wasn’t going to that monster, and at least in that moment when facing his future he saw uncertainty rather than as before he only saw pain and humiliation. And Harry would much rather face something uncertain.

Looking down at his once white skirt that was now matted in dirt, fir, and blood he smiled just slightly to himself. ‘At least it’s not white anymore. Seems this Fenrir guys is my permanent marker,’ were his thoughts before he let the exhaustion and relief overcome him and slumped against the cool glass of the window falling asleep and for first time in a while not completely dreading what would happen when he awoke.


AN: Okay so I originally had the attack scene in it but it just wasn't working so sorry it was taken out. As much as this was a pain to write I hope everyone enjoyed it!


Thank you to all my reviews they make working through annoying chapters like this worth it!

To my reviewers:

darkpyroangel06: I don't mind your long reviews. I quite like them now actually. You seem to really get what I am going for in the story and that makes me very happy to know. I agree with in this story Remus is the one made for more comforting. And I am very glad you liked Fenny and that Van was to your liking as well. I hope you liked this chapter with it being longer and I hope after it you still like Van as well.

dino1: Yes Tom and Fenrir do not get along, the reasons will be explained later on in the story. As for the rules there is a basic guideline that the packs must respect when interacting at least when they are on good terms, but there are different rules within each individual pack as well. Hope that cleared it up for you!

Ice sCream Twinz: :D Glad you liked it so much I enjoyed writing that chapter!...I got both reviews I believe. Kinda confused about it but its all gravy! Glad you like the idea of the rivalry between Fen and Tom it will, obviously, become a big issue later on.

Demonic Darkness: The dream was supposed to be a bit confusing. It was supposed to show the already forming bond that Fen and Harry will have as well as Harry's fears of Tom. The offhanded comments were actually Remus trying to wake Harry up and open the door. And I wasn't originally going to have Harry in a skirt for this chapter, but I did that just for you so I hope you enjoyed!

Silverdragon21: Here is your more and I hope it is everything you have been waiting for, even if it was a pain!

Kati-chan: I am glad you are getting into the story and that you really feel the scene shifts. I hope that this chapter does not dissapoint like I fear it will. :D

Dee: Glad you like Fen and Van. And yes in this story they do use telephones. Some werewolf stories authors choose to go very literal. They are wolves they live in caves type thing. Which I do feel adds a certain charm but that was not what I wanted to do for this. They live in large mansions or estates though some packs are smaller and don't need such extravagant surroundings. The werewolves face the threat of hunters who are humans and attack with human weapons, and the werewolves can not isolate themselves from the modern world for in doing so they would ignore the very knowledge that they would need in order to protect themselves and their packs. Hope that cleared it up a bit for you.

applesauce N soysauce: Glad you liked it so much. I can't wait to finally write more action between Fen and Harry as well. I love writing lemons but I don't know how long it will be until it gets to the actual one.

lost in thought: No longer do you have to wait. Hope you enjoyed!

ZombieDuke: Yay I am so glad you got that the very beginning of the dream was Harry with Fenrir!

brunehilda: I'm glad you like it so much you check for updates everyday. I hope you enjoy this chapter and that it was worth the wait.

Mistress Vamp: Glad I have you intrigued and I hope I can keep you that way.

Thank you again to the reviews and to all of you that are reading and not reviewing or to those that simply rate the story. I will be updating again by next Friday-Sunday!