Of Fangs and Fur

Warning: Solo Shower Scene

Chapter Six

Harry woke to sunlight streaming in through the tower window. He stretched and got up. Grabbing his robe, Harry headed for the shower. He turned on the hot water and stepped under the spray, enjoying the feel of the water running over his body. He grabbed his bar of soap and lathered up his hands. While his left hand lightly massaged his chest, his right hand trailed slowly down his body to his erect member.

He stroked along its length lightly then took hold of it in a firm grip. Harry lightly pinched his nipples as he stroked up and down his length. He ran his fingers over the head of his cock and let out a low moan. Leaning back against the shower wall, he closed his eyes and lost himself to the feelings of pleasure rolling through him.

He scraped his nails lightly over his nipples and moaned into the warm air. He stroked himself harder and faster until, with a load cry, he came over his hand. Harry rested against the wall of the shower for a moment, then finished washing up. After washing his hair, he stepped out and dried off.

Harry put on his robe and went back into the dorm. He selected an outfit and dressed, then headed downstairs to meet Professor Lupin. Together they walked to the station to wait for the train.

Ron Weasly, Hermione Granger, and Ginny Weasly got off the Hogwarts Express and looked around the station for Harry. Hermione and Ginny both gave the young man standing with Professor Lupin an appreciative glance. He had on tight black leather pants that showed off the toned muscle of his legs and covered the top of his black boots. He was wearing a flowing black silk shirt with belled sleeves that draped over his hands. His black hair was spiked up and tipped with gold. He had striking green eyes and an earring in his left ear. The first two buttons of his shirt were undone and showed off a bit of tanned muscular chest with a necklace resting on it. He turned to face them and smiled. Hermione gasped.

"Harry! Oh my God!" she exclaimed, walking over to him.

"Harry, is that really you?" Ginny asked, following Hermione.

"Ginny, be real. That's not Harry. Come on. He's probably up at the school waiting for us." Ron said, giving the young man a distrustful glare.

"Well, I didn't think I had changed that much. But I must have if my best friend doesn't recognize me." Harry said with a smile.

Ron stared at Harry for a moment before speaking.

"You look like a bloody ponce. Like a black-haired Malfoy. Why you dressed like that anyways?" he scowled.

"Well, Weasel. Maybe Potter's finally realized what a dope you are and that he can do better than hang out with poor weasels like you." Draco Malfoy sneered as his group of Slytherins approached the four friends.

Harry raised and eyebrow at Draco, then looked him over slowly and purposefully. Draco flushed lightly at the blatant scrutiny. With a suggestive grin, Harry turned and lead his friends towards the carriages. Ron scowled as they walked.

"Harry, what Malfoy said, it isn't, it couldn't be," Ron trailed off, not wanting to think he might lose his best friend.

"No, Ron. Malfoy's wrong. Remus and Snuffles took me shopping this summer. I decided I was tired of wearing Dudley's old clothes. That's all. Now, we know Ron's opinion, what do you two think?" Harry said, turning to the girls as he asked.

"I think you look great, Harry." Hermione said, "All dark and mysterious. It fits you."

"I think you look hot, Harry." Ginny said with a smile.

The carriages stopped at the school and everyone rushed inside. The Great Hall soon filled with sounds of happy reunions. Dumbledore stood and everyone took their seats.

"Hello everyone! Welcome back to Hogwarts. As usual, we will begin with the sorting!"

The news students followed Professor McGonnagol into the Great Hall, nervously looking around at the other students. One by one, they took their turn under the Sorting Hat. Gryffindor House got ten new students, Ravenclaw got eight, Hufflepuff got twelve and Slytherin got eleven. Finally, once everyone had been sorted, Dumbledore stood and started the feast. All the students happily dug into the delicious food spread out before them and started chatting with their friends.

"So, Harry. How was your summer? Were the Dursleys any better this year? Why did you come to the school early?" Hermione immediately began asking all the questions that she had in mind.

"Hermione! One question at time, please!" Harry said, laughing as he tried to decide which to answer first, "Alright. The Dursleys were loads better this summer. Summer wasn't too bad. There was only the one thing, but I'll tell you about that in the common room."

After dinner, Dumbledore sent all the students off to their common rooms. Once the Gryffindors had calmed down and the younger students had gone to bed, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Ron settled into a quiet area near the fireplace and Harry prepared to tell them about his summer.

"Alright. Don't say anything till I'm done talking. I had a job at a diner this summer. It was great. Hours away from the Dursleys everyday. I bought new clothes and contacts. I got my ear pierced. I got my tongue pierced. On my birthday, everyone at work gave me a party. It was great.
But on the way home, I was attacked. I was cornered in an alley by a werewolf and a vampire. They both bit me. I never knew a werewolf could bite someone in human form. I've been working with Professors Lupin and Snape and Madame Pomfrey to find out what characteristics of the two I have. I have fangs when I'm angry or frightened. I'm not allergic to silver or sunlight or garlic. I can eat food and drink whatever I want.

I only have to feed on human blood on the day of the full moon. And that night I transform into a wolf. But I retain who I am. I don't become the wolf in my mind. Only physically. Professor Snape still brews me the Wolfsbane Potion just in case and he brews me the Bloodlust Potion. I want you guys to help me see what else there might be. So, um, how do you guys feel, what do you think?"

Harry took a deep breath as he finished his story. He looked around at his three friends. Ginny had a look of compassion on her face that warmed his heart. Hermione looked thoughtful, like she was trying to decide which books to start reading through. Ron, however, looked about ready to explode. And he did.

"You're a VAMPIRE?" he screamed, standing and pointing his finger at Harry, causing everyone in the common room to turn and look, "Stay away from me! And my sister! And Hermione! Just stay away from us you blood-sucking monster!"

Hermione and Ginny looked on in shock as Ron continued to scream at Harry. Harry just stared at him with a blank look on his face.

"Alright, Ron. If that's what you want, that's fine. If you want to speak with me, you'll know where to find me." Harry said calmly, as he walked out of the common room. He took a steadying breath once outside the portrait, then headed for Professor Lupin's office.

Harry knocked on the door and struggled to fight the tears that threatened to fall. Professor Lupin opened the door and ushered Harry in. He walked Harry through a door that lead to his private rooms and sat him down on the couch. Then he went to get Sirius from the other room.

"Harry? What's wrong?" Sirius said, stepping into the room and seeing his godson looking so lost and confused and heartbroken.

"I told them. About the accident. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. I don't know what the girls think about it. But Ron, he said, he said that he wanted me to stay away from him. He doesn't want anything to do with me. He thinks I'm a monster. He hates me, Sirius. What am I going to do?"

"Oh Harry. I didn't think, well, I never thought Ron would be like that. I'm sorry, Harry." Sirius told him, sitting down with and giving him a hug.

"Harry, you could stay here if you'd like. Your room is still here. So you can stay in there tonight if you want." Remus said softly.

"Thanks, Remus. I think I will. I, um, I'm tired. I think I should go to bed now. I'll see you guys in the morning."

"Good night, Harry." they both said.

Harry went to his room and curled up in bed. He lay awake for a while wondering tomorrow would bring. Finally, he gave up trying and cleared his mind and closed it off. Then he turned over and went to sleep, knowing that tomorrow was not going to be a good day.