The three days Draco claimed that he'll have Harry under his thumb pasted quickly. The most they advanced was that Harry started kissing Draco's cheek whenever the blonde teen did something good or nice for the Weasleys. After Dumbledore's visit, Draco seemed to be working his hardest to try to be polite to the Weasleys. He started by apologizing to Ron and Hermione, Ron wanting him to list every single thing he had done against the trio (being a massive prick coming up multiple times) before Ron even thought to smile at him. Hermione was a little more forgiving, but Harry could still sense that there was a huge tension between her and Draco. The only real problem Harry found was with Ginny.
It was a week since Harry brought Draco home, and the redheaded girl refused to talk to either of them. Whenever Harry or Draco entered a room she left it without a reason, and whenever Harry invited tried to invite her to play Quidditch with him, Ron, and Bill, she refused. "That Weasley girl is being bloody stubborn and childish!" Draco complained. "The full moon is next week, and my omega has better things to worry about than that stupid girl who refuses to—"
"Draco shut up," Harry snapped. They were in their rooms; Harry was laying on his bed while Draco was hunched over vials of potions and samples. "And don't call her stupid."
"But you'll agree that she is stubborn and childish," Draco pushed.
"So are you at times," Harry muttered. "I'm not happy too, you know, I want to talk with her but she keeps avoiding me." He thought for a moment, "Is it because I'm gay?" he asked in a soft voice.
"No, she's too stubborn to be ignorant," Draco said.
"But she started this when she overheard me talking with Ron and Hermione about you," Harry sighed. He rolled to his side and stared at Draco as the blonde silently worked. Draco did not respond, instead, he scribbled something as a puff of smoke vaporized. "What are you doing?"
"Seeing how our blood interacts," Draco said casually, almost unemotionally. "They don't repel each other, in fact, look at this, Harry." He looked back at his omega. Harry rolled off the bed and made his way to Draco. The Slytherin held up two vials, "Your blood and mine, now watch." He placed the vials down on the table, and slowly pushed them towards each other. Nothing happened until they were practically close to each other. The vials started to vibrate, the blood sloshed and waved in their own vials, pushing against the crystal walls towards each other. The vibrations increased, looking as though the vials were tapdancing against each other until cracks appeared, and all of a sudden the vials broke, the blood pushing against each other and forming a perfect mixture.
"Woah," Harry breathed.
"Yeah," Draco nodded, "I have no idea what this means, but it could explain our attraction to each other, not counting how hot both of us obviously are." He chuckled and turned up, kissing Harry's cheek. The Gryffindor smiled and blushed lightly. "And it helps that we both had crushes on the other," he added.
"Yeah," Harry nodded. He took a step back and turned to the door, "I'm going to look for Ginny," he told Draco. "I want to have this done before the full moon."
"Fine," Draco said.
Harry left their room and took a deep sigh, wondering where his friend was. He first checked her room, which was empty, followed by the rest of the first floor. Ginny was nowhere to be found, and he was left to wander around the Burrow until he ran into Fleur. She pointed him outside to the gardens. Harry went outside and looked around. Bill and Ron were helping Mr. Weasley with something, and Harry was almost roped in until he asked where Ginny was. He found her with Mrs. Weasley pulling carrots out from the garden. "Ginny."
Ginny looked up and saw Harry. She immediately dropped the carrot she just pulled out and turned to run away. "Ginny wait—"
"Ginny Weasley! You will stay here," Mrs. Weasley yelled. "Every time you see Harry you ran away and I am tired of it! I know we raised you better like that!"
"But Mum—"
"No buts young lady," Mrs. Weasley said, crossing her arms. "I am tired of watching Harry chase you down, and you ignoring him." She turned to Harry, "I don't know what went on between you two, but I want it done today!"
"Yes, ma'am," Harry nodded, his cheeks getting a dusty pink. "Ginny, can we talked?"
"I don't want to talk to you," Ginny said a little harshly. Harry winced slightly and frowned, "Is it because I never told you I'm gay? Or is it because of Draco?"
Ginny glared at him while Mrs. Weasley gave a sharp intake, "Ginny!" she said, sounding scandalized. Ginny's cheeks and nose went hot pink as she refused to look at Mrs. Weasley. "No," she said in a small voice.
"Then what?" Harry insisted. "What did I do to make you avoid me?"
"You did nothing," she continued on a small voice, "it's just…" Harry frowned, looking oblivious. He took a step forward and said, "Ginny, you're a good friend, you can tell me—"
"That's the problem," Ginny said harshly. "Friend," she spat out. "Damn it Harry, I wanted to be more than your friend!" The silence that followed was awkward. Mrs. Weasley looked between the two of them and silently walked away, holding a basket of carrots. Harry stared at Ginny, looking dumbfounded.
"You had a crush on me?" he asked dimly.
"Don't make me say it again," Ginny grumbled.
"I didn't know that… but Ginny, I'm gay," Harry said.
"I know," she groaned. "Hermione told me a week ago. Can you just leave me alone Harry? You're making me feel stupider." She looked downfallen. Harry didn't know what to say.
"I'm sorry? But we're friends Ginny, I wanted to tell you but I just didn't know the right way to say it. Ron and Hermione didn't know until this summer either," Harry told her reassuringly.
"Hermione told me that too," Ginny said. Harry shuffled awkwardly.
"And about Draco," he began.
"You two are dating," Ginny said. Harry nodded, but she wasn't looking at him.
"Yeah," he voiced. "But it's more complicated than that. He was turned into an Alpha just as I was turned into an Omega. I'm not going to pretend that I understand everything, or that Draco did nothing wrong but, we had an attraction to each other since we met I feel and, because of who were are now, we naturally attracted to one another. He's courting me."
"Great," Ginny said sarcastically, "just great. My crush not only denied me, but now he's basically getting married in front of me."
"It's not getting married and, I'm sorry Ginny but it will never work out between us," Harry said a little forcefully, "I'm gay!"
"I KNOW YOU'RE GAY YOU DON'T HAVE TO BLOODY REPEAT IT!" Ginny screamed. Her nostrils flared angrily, tears gathered around her eyes and her face was just as red as her hair. She breathed heavily before taking a step back, blinking. "Sorry," she said.
"It's fine, just, I don't want to go into the full moon with things awkward between us," Harry said.
"Fine, there's nothing awkward between us," Ginny said, but Harry didn't believe her. "Seriously," she said, giving Harry a smile that didn't reach her face. "Look, I have to go help my mum but after this, why don't you Ron and I play Quidditch?"
"Okay," Harry nodded. "Can Draco join as well?" he asked, thinking that it would be better if Draco get out and play a bit with them. Ginny's expression hardened and gave no answer. Instead she just took her basket and followed after Mrs. Weasley.
Draco did not join them for Quidditch after dinner, much to Harry's disappointment, but Harry was happy to be on talking terms with Ginny once more. The moon was starting to affect Harry as the week continued. He became itchy and started drinking wolfsbane potion daily, which made Draco both fascinated and wincing.
"Whenever you drink that, I feel this anger inside me," he mentioned to Harry one day as Harry drank his potion. "I can't explain it, it's this disappointing anger that is coming from deep inside me."
"Well there's no way I'm not drinking this potion," Harry said.
"I know—but still I cannot explain this feeling," Draco sighed, "how about one month while we are at Hogwarts, you don't drink it? Maybe the feelings we will feel will be different?" He turned to jot down his notes while Harry mulled over the question. He decided that he didn't want to figure it out now, and downed the thick disgusting potion.
The week passed too quickly for Harry's liking. On the day of the full moon, Mrs. Weasley was in their room with a sudden thought, "Where will you be sleeping tonight, Draco?"
"What do you mean?" Draco said, "here, obviously, it is our room."
"But it's the full moon tonight!" Mrs. Weasley said worryingly. "You're not a werewolf but Harry is. We don't know what he'll do to you—no offense, dearie," she said quickly, looking at Harry.
Harry frowned. "Draco will be fine here," he said, "During the last full moon, nothing happened. I had full control, I remembered who I was and had control of my actions."
Mrs. Weasley did not look convinced. "I think it would be better if you sleep with Ron tonight, Draco," she said, and left the room.
"No! It'll be fine," Harry tried to argue, but Mrs. Weasley did not respond. He turned to Draco, "I'm not dangerous!"
"I know you're not," Draco said softly. They stayed where they were, staring at the door for a moment. "I'll be here tonight," he said. "It's my duty as your Alpha, I think."
"How do you know?" Harry asked.
"Feeling," Draco shrugged, and left it at that.
The day moved on, and when it was time for Harry to retreat to his room, he gave Draco one final look as he climbed the stairs. Draco's eyes never left him, and when Harry reached their room, he just sat in his bed and waited.
His body started to itch, and he squirmed uncomfortably, but he kept sitting on his bed, never moving until his Alpha comes. He wanted to stay still, wanted to wait, something inside him wanted to show his Alpha how he can be a good boy.
The moon rose, its light shining through the window. Harry felt the pull towards the moon, but a stronger pull forced him to stay sitting. His skin was starting to itch, and when he moved to scratch, Harry saw black hair growing on his arm. A whine build in the back of his throat, but Harry swallowed it as his shift started slowly. The moon's power grew and it rose higher, and Harry had to pull off his clothes just to keep them from ripping. The door opened just as both his arms were covered in the black fur. Draco stood in the doorway, his eyes focused yet had a lustful haze as he closed the door behind him, locking it with wandless magic. "Omega," he purred.
Harry opened his mouth for the first time, allowing his whines to come out as he said, "Alpha." He reached out a furry hand towards Draco, his cock already hard and leaking and his hole wet with need. Draco smirked at that and shook his head. "Stand up!" he ordered, "I want to see you, all of you, shifted." Harry whined but obeyed. He stood from his bed and took a breath, finally surrendering to the moon's call.
His fur grew, spreading throughout his body until it covered every inch of him, mixing with his raven hair as it grew longer, shaggier. Claws extended from his fingers and toes, and his ears shifted to the top of his head, surrounded by his messy hair. His nose shifted and an easy smile graced Harry's face, showing off canine teeth. Draco stared in wonder, his own cock growing to full mast, tenting his pants.
"Omega, my sweet puppy," Draco purred.
"Alpha," Harry whined.
Draco chuckled and stepped up to Harry, lust in both their eyes. Draco reached out and combed his hands through Harry's fur, earning a soft moan from his omega. "So soft," he breathed, "so innocent." He leaned down, instinct taking over both of them, and their lips met. Harry moved away slightly only for Draco to move forward, his hand wrapping around the back of Harry's head and pulling him closer.
Harry moaned as his body pressed against Draco, his hands clawing at Draco's shirt. "Alpha," he breathed, "shirt."
Draco chuckled and moved away, "You want my shirt off, Harry?" he smirked. Harry nodded and Draco stretched out his arms, "Get to it," he ordered.
Harry found his claws hard to work with as he tried his best to unbutton Draco's shirt. The Slytherin laughed several times as his claws slipped, and the buttons fell from his grip. Frustration and need growing, Harry gave out a needy growl, and swiped his hands, tearing marks in his Alpha's shirt. "Harry!" Draco yelled out. The omega flinched and fold into himself as Draco took off his shirt, examining the claw marks. "You reckless omega," Draco growled. He moved past Harry to the bed his pants and shoes still on.
He sat on the bed and patted his lap, "Come here."
His head hung in shame; Harry went to Draco. The blond grabbed Harry's wrist and pulled him down and over his lap, Harry's hard cock pressed against Draco's pants. "I told you to take my shirt off, not rip it to pieces, pup," Draco said, his hand rubbing against Harry's surprisingly bare ass, the fur around it thinning until it was just skin around his buttock and hole. "You are going to count out your punishment, pup. Twenty."
Harry nodded and grimaced when the first hit came. The smack sounded through the room, and Harry suppressed a moan as his butt felt wetter. "One," he groaned. The second blow came swiftly, Draco alternating between butt cheeks as he continued and Harry counted each one. "Two… three… four…five…six…" Harry was crying by ten, his butt stinging roughly and his wetness spreading from his hole as his cock leaked.
"Do you like this, Harry?" Draco teased.
"No," Harry lied.
"Then why are you so wet for me already?" Draco chuckled, "Ten more pup, count them out." He continued his assault on Harry's butt, smiling as the skin turned into a lovely shade of red and Harry counted out each spank. When Harry finally grunted out "Twenty" his face was blushed and tear-stained, and his ass was just as red. Draco rubbed the butt soothingly and pulled out his wand, allowing his instincts to mutter out a spell. Lotion squirted from his wand's end and Draco rubbed it in.
Harry gave out a relaxed sigh as the stinging pain dulled. "Good boy," Draco mulled, "and your cock is still hard?"
"Mmm-hmm," Harry nodded, and thrust his hard leaking cock against Draco's leg. Draco chuckled and gave Harry's ass another slap. "You're so wet in here," he purred, "so needy, you want my Alpha cock, don't you, omega?"
"Please Alpha," Harry whimpered. Draco moved his hand, spreading the lotion into Harry's fur and causing the young werewolf to moan in need. "Take off my shoes and pants, boy," Draco commanded. "Earn the right to get fucked."
Harry moaned at that and slipped off of Draco's lap onto his knees. The werewolf stuck his nose against Draco's shoes and inhaled deeply, surrounding himself in the scent of his Alpha. Carefully, slowly, he took his clawed hands to Draco's shoes, pulling at the laces until it was untied and slipped shoe and sock off before doing the same with the other. Draco's feet bare, Harry kissed each, lapping at the top of Draco's foot, causing his Alpha to moan. Smiling, Harry moved to Draco's pants.
He took his time, working his claws to unhook the top of Draco's pants and unzip his zipper. When it was free, Draco lifted himself slightly so Harry can pull down the pants, revealing a heavy bulge in his underwear. Harry pressed his head against the bulge, sniffing and rubbing his head against it as Draco's hands went to his head. "Good puppy," he moaned.
Harry nuzzled and lapped at the clothed bulge, Draco's cock jerking in response, a wet spot forming at the head, where a pearl of precum leaked through the clothed. Harry immediately latched onto it and sucked, his tongue moving in ways that Draco didn't think were possible as the omega tried to drink every drop of precum that he could from the spot.
His hands hooked around the edge of Draco's underwear and Harry looked up at Draco, silently asking for permission. Draco nodded and Harry pulled down his underwear, releasing Draco's cock.
It was just as magnificent as Harry fantasized about it. Large and thick with a heavy musky smell that drove Harry wild. He pressed his nose against it again and inhaled sharply, burying his face in Draco's pubes as his cock slapped against his cheek. Draco's hands tightened in his head, pushing down, "Fuck yeah pup," he groaned, "smell my Alpha cock."
Harry moaned and moved to Draco's balls, kissing and lapping at them, his sharp teeth scraping against the sensitive skin. Draco gave a sharp breath that turned into a moan, precum squirting out of his cock. "That's it pup, worship," he said. Harry licked his way from Draco's balls up his thick cock and around the cockhead before opening his mouth wide and slowly pushed down, swallowing inch by inch. Draco gave a loud groan at the wet heat, his hands fisting Harry's hair. "My cock's almost a foot long Potter," Draco boasted, "think you can fit it all in your slutty mouth?"
Harry just moaned in response and pushed further down, getting half of Draco's cock inside before he felt like gagging. He tried to move off but Draco kept him there, "Breathe Potter," he ordered. "Breathe omega, suck my cock and breathe."
Harry did his best to breathe through his nose, but Draco's cock was too big. He stayed where he was while his free hands worked the rest of Draco's length and balls. His Alpha moaned and thrust to meet with Harry's movements, holding the omega's head still as he slowly fucked his mouth.
Harry gagged, spittle drooling from his lips as he became very sweaty, his fur matting against his body. He focused on breathing, each inhale filling his nose and brain with more and more of Draco's musk. It acted like a relaxant, the boy's mind going soft and his gag reflex dulling until all he could do was moan as Draco pushed further and further into his throat. Draco moved in long slow strokes, his cock opening Harry's throat with each thrust, his mouth filling with a mixture of his spit and precum. It all drooled out of the corners of Harry's mouth, but he didn't care as his lips tightened and cheeks hollowed. "Good Harry, good pet," Draco mewled. "Such a sweet omega."
Draco slowly fucked Harry's mouth, moving Harry's head like a sex toy as both just moaned. Pressure build in Draco's balls and cock steadily, and he increased the pace of their movements until without warning, he pushed Harry against his body, burying his cock as far down Harry's throat as he could while Harry's senses were overwhelmed by his pubes and smell. Draco came, rope after rope of thick cum shooting down Harry's throat, filling quickly and forcing the teen to swallow quickly as his throat tightened against Draco's cock. "Fuck yes," Draco groaned, pulling his cock out until only a couple inches were still in Harry's mouth, which he filled with cum. "Swallow it all or I won't fuck you, omega!" he ordered.
Harry moaned and continued swallowing, his hand cupped under his chin where it collected everything that dribbled out. Draco pulled out when his orgasm died out, but his cock still hard. Harry lapped at the cock in front of him, cleaning it lovingly and obediently before drinking everything that gathered in his cupped hand.
Panting and with his body sheen with sweat, Draco smiled and patted Harry's head. "Good boy," he said.
Harry smiled at the praise and perked up, his body on fire with need. Draco noticed this and helped his boy back onto his lap, his massive cock pressed against Harry's smaller one. "Are you ready?" Draco asked.
"Please Alpha," Harry breathed. "Please fuck me."
"I will," Draco chuckled, "get on the bed, I'm going to mark you first."
Harry nodded and moved onto the bed, laying on his back while he held his legs up, his hole quivering with need and wet with his natural lube. Draco stood over him, hard cock in hand and aimed it at Harry's chest. With a noise of relief, a stream of piss flowed from Draco's cock and onto Harry's body. Both boys moaned at the hot liquid, Draco moving his cock so he could coat Harry in his urine while the omega sat there, his hands occupied holding his legs up as his own cock jerked and his fur became even more matted. As the stream of piss stopped, Draco couldn't help but stare down, chuckling.
"Now you look like my bitch, Harry," he said, "My omega."
Harry stared at Draco pleadingly, and the Alpha answered, lining up his cock with Harry's hole and pushed slowly in. "Fuck," he yelled out, "you're so tight!"
Harry screamed at the invasion, his insides felt as though they were on fire, the burning sensation growing more and more painful the further Draco pushed. He wanted it to stop only for a moment until, with a loud wet pop, the head of Draco's cock pushed through and into him, the rest of his large cock joining. The pain went away. It felt wonderful. It felt right, like a key pushing into the lock it was made for, or more appropriately, into the lock that was made for the key. "I'm yours," Harry wept, his legs wrapping around Draco as he reached out for his Alpha, "I'm yours, I'm yours," he cried out.
"Of course you're mine Potter, you were made for me," Draco growled out. "Alpha or no, omega or no, we both knew sooner or later we'll get here, with you underneath me."
"YES!" Harry cried out as Draco slammed against his hole. Their bodies pressed together, Harry's claws scratching Draco's back as the Alpha piston his cock like a passionate machine into Harry's hole, drilling deeper and deeper, opening the omega more and more. "Gonna fuck your cunt Potter," Draco said in Harry's ear, "your ass is now my cunt, made for my cock only!"
"Yes," Harry moaned, his brain too mushed to say more. His body felt like it was on fire with every nerve inside him screaming in carnal pleasure. He couldn't think, couldn't made a sentence, all he could feel, all he was , was pure sexual pleasure. He never wanted it to end.
Wet slapping filled the air along with the smell of sex, the boys rolled over but Draco kept fucking Harry, his pace turning brutal as they both held tightly to each other, their bodies almost becoming one as their sweat and fluids mixed. Draco felt his body change, his teeth started to sharpen, and his cock felt a pinch that swelled at the base of it. I'm growing a knot, he realized and instinct took over once again as the knot swelled and a strong drive to have it inside his omega grew.
Harry screamed at this new intrusion, his hole was already stretched and now it felt like it was being torn open. More lube and precum mixed inside him, and his hole felt sloppy as it opened more and with a determined push, Draco fucked his knot into Harry. They breathed on each other, both boys buried into the other's necks. They started to bite and gnaw at each other, the pressure building in each other them, they knew that they were going to cum, they knew what was going to happen when they do, and they both wanted it, needed it. It came without question or permission. They rutted against each other, the pressure ever building as they turned wild. Harry cried and begged in moans and gasps for Draco as his Alpha growled and grunted like an animal until the pressure became too much and they both climaxed. Cum flooded Harry's cunt as his own cock shot his cum between their bodies. They both inhaled and opened their mouths before striking down, biting the other's neck with their sharp teeth.
Magic filled the air, their own magic. It swirled and danced around each other, tangling, and morphing into a single entity before falling down into the Alpha and his omega. They continued to cum and continued to bite as they rode out this magical high until their last spirts of cum dribbled from their cocks. Finally, they moved from the other's neck and stared at each other. Their lips were bloodied, and faces were soaked with sweat. Smiling to each other, they kissed, the blood still in their mouths mixing with each other as they swallowed. They moved slightly, so that Harry could sit comfortably with Draco's knotted cock still in him. Panting heavily, they smiled as their instincts informed the two of them what happened. "Mate," Harry breathed.
"Mate," Draco nodded. He reached out and petted Harry's fur. "I can court you properly," he whispered. Harry nodded and gave him a sly smile.
"Round two?"