"They were just standing there—snogging!" Ron said. "Snogging! She's my sister and Greengrass was just snogging her!"
They were back at Hogwarts, Ron raving the entire day. Draco was honestly getting a headache from the Weasley, however since neither Harry nor Hermione were yelling at Weasley yet, Draco decided that it would be bad if he was the one to start it.
"Yes well, it certainly is a bit surprising," Hermione said carefully, "but Ginny's fifteen, she's allowed to date around—"
"With a Slytherin!?"
"I'm a Slytherin Weasley, or did you forget that?" Draco drawled.
"I—well, no, but you see," Ron sputtered, "it's different!"
"Oh? And why is that?" Draco asked, raising and eyebrow.
"Because it's my sister! Ginny!" Ron exclaimed, earning him strange looks from the students around them. He lowered his voice slightly, "It's different when it's your best mate or sister," He said.
"Obviously," Draco said, rolling his eyes. "But really it doesn't matter. I mean, who knows, one of the two might get bored of the other, not like Harry and me."
"Yeah I guess so," Ron nodded, "but what if they don't?" he asked.
"Err Harry," Hermione said, trying to force this conversation into another direction, "can I ask you something?"
"Yeah, sure," Harry nodded innocently, noticing that Hermione's cheeks were tinted pink.
"You uhh, you have something new… around your neck," she said.
Harry reached for his neck and felt his collar. Instead of looking embarrassed he just grinned with pride, "I know! Isn't it awesome?" he said. He moved his robes so that his collar was in full display. "Draco got me this today." Ron and Hermione blinked and stared at his collar, Hermione's cheeks growing rosier while Ron just stared.
"Wicked," he breathed out, "is this because you're a werewolf?" he asked.
"Yes just announce it to the world," Draco drawled, "and no Weasley, it is because of a small tradition my friends and I have." He moved his hand to hold the back of Harry's neck, causing the boy to stand a bit straighter and at attention. "We all must collar our sweet submissive. In this case, my delectable Omega."
Harry gave out a low mewl and looked up affectionately at Draco like a puppy looking at its owner. Draco grinned and winked at Ron and Hermione. "He's already housebroken, so I've decided to make it official," he joked.
"Umm—"
"Stunned, Granger? I have to say that is a first," Draco chuckled. He turned to Ron to see the redhead was staring at Harry, more importantly at the collar Harry was wearing. Draco's smirk grew, but he kept his thoughts to himself as he slipped his hand down from Harry's neck. "We went to a magical kink shop where I collared Harry, it was a simple, albeit kinky, step in my courtship of my Omega. But now everyone knows that Harry is taken. That I own him."
"Isn't that horrible thought?" Hermione said. "It should unfair—sexist and backwards even!"
"How?" Harry asked, tilting his head. "We both have each other's bites. And besides, I like the idea of Draco owning me." His cheeks started to blush as well, but he stood with confidence. "It gives me power in a way, knowing that I always have my Alpha."
"Yeah but—ownership? Like a house-elf—"
"No, ownership like a Master owning his pup, or an Alpha owning his Omega," Harry said. "I'm my own person Hermione, but Draco is here to support me, to command me when I need commanding, and both of us are here to punish the other when it's needed." He glanced back at Draco, who looked very amused.
"Yeah but—"
"Hermione, not everything has to make sense to you," Ron said, surprising Harry. He looked between his two friends. "It's not like Harry is Malfoy's house-elf now! It's just that their relationships is rather kinky. It always has been, right?"
"Exactly Ron," Harry nodded, smiling at his friend. "Draco and my relationship is special, kinky, and my collar is just a sign of that." He touched his collar, smiling with pride. "I'm not trying to hide it from you two."
"And you will not hide it," Draco said. "I want everyone to know that you are mine, boy." Harry rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Besides Hermione," Harry continued, "everyone in Draco's friend group does it! Theo is collared, along with Crabbe."
"Those are images I don't want to think about," Ron muttered.
"What I mean is that it's normal, Hermione," Harry said. "Nothing odd or weird is going on."
Hermione didn't look convinced, but she left it alone as they moved on. When Ginny came back, Harry had to hold Ron down when he wanted to confront her. "I did not tell you guys until I was comfortable," he whispered, "Let Ginny tell us when she's comfortable." Ron sat down, looking embarrassed.
"I don't want to make her uncomfortable," he muttered.
Ginny did not approach them during the week after. Instead Harry noticed the Weasley running out of the common room every now and again alone, not to come back until hours on end. She also seemed a little happier, if not a bit more skittish, glancing at everyone like she had a huge secret she needed to keep. Harry did not approach her, nor did Ron. However, Harry did go to Daphne to talk about the new relationship, along with Draco.
They were outside once more. Harry found that he was more relaxed surrounded by nature, feeling the grass under his feet, smelling the fresh air around him. Though it was cold, Harry had his shoes and socks off as he sat against one of the trees that dotted the grounds of Hogwarts. Harry's neck felt unbearably cold for some reason, and he kept rubbing it so much that Draco eventually just took his own scarf and wrapped it several times around Harry's neck until he didn't feel the cold anymore. "So, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Daphne asked.
"Your new girlfriend," Draco said simply. "Honestly, it's freaking Ron Weasley out."
"What? He knows about Gin and I?" Daphne asked. "I wasn't expecting it either myself, but man you have to feel the way she kisses!"
"No," Harry said shortly, "We really don't."
"Then what do you want to know about?"
"Intentions," Draco said. "If this is a long-term thing or if you are just looking for fun."
"Oh, well I don't know," Daphne shrugged. "I mean, Gin's still figuring stuff out herself, she's still very hurt by you Harry."
"I did nothing!"
"Yeah but my girl's been crushing on you for years," Daphne said, "that does stuff to your brain and feelings."
Harry frowned but Draco gave a little sneer, "It's not Harry's fault she fell in love with a gay boy. Besides, we're not here to argue about that or your relationship."
"Then what?" Daphne asked, crossing her arms.
"We just wanted to know how it was going," Harry said, he shivered and frowned. His eyes looked up towards the cloudy sky. "Ron keeps going on about it, he wants to ask Ginny, but I keep telling him to calm down until Ginny decides to go to him."
"What is he uhh—"
"God no, just impatient," Harry said. "And he might be hating you just because you are snogging his sister." Daphne opened her mouth to comment, Harry recognizing a lewd glint in her eyes, but a look from him made her shut her mouth. "So, how are you two?" he asked.
"Doing good, just hanging out having a date here and there, talking and kissing, normal stuff," Daphne shrugged. "How are you doing Harry? Isn't like the next full moon soon?"
"Yeah actually," Harry nodded. He glanced at Draco who nodded. "Actually, I'm supposed to start taking the Wolfsbane potion now, but I don't think I will."
"Why not?"
"It just feels wrong," Harry frowned. "Like, it saps me of something. Alpha and I agree that we need to try one month without it and go from there."
Daphne nodded, and left it at that. Their topics moved to easier topics, and once again Harry felt uncomfortable. He looked around, his eyes falling once more onto the forest. He didn't know why he felt awful about it, or just why he felt so uncomfortable. His neck felt cold, and he just wanted to run away. He was glad, really, when they retreated back to the castle, and the awful feelings disappeared as soon as the forest was out of view.
A few days later, Halloween was close but before that, the full moon was hanging high in the sky. As he said, Harry refused to take the Wolfsbane potion, pouring it out whenever it was given to him once he was alone. The moon's pull was stronger than ever, and even as he felt its call and his heat overcoming him, Harry still felt afraid. He did not know why but something inside him wanted to run, to cower and leave Hogwarts never to return. It was irrational, it was awful, and he couldn't even trust himself with the feeling. So, as they walked down the path to the shrieking shack, Harry told his Alpha. "Alpha," he said. "I'm scared."
"Why my love? Because of the potion?" Draco asked, "I will be fine—"
"No, something after me, something's coming," Harry whispered. "I can feel it. I've been feeling it all month. I don't know what it is, just a bad feeling on the back of my neck. It's always there, but today it's stronger than ever."
"Then we'll protect the shack," Draco said. "We'll put up every single defensive charm and shield that we know around the shack before you shift. Calm down my Omega, I'll never let anything bad happen to you."
"I know you won't Alpha," Harry mewled. Harry didn't want to stay in the tunnel, so he took Draco's hand and ran the rest of the way until the tunnel leveled up and started to rise into the basement of the Shrieking Shack. They both immediately gotten their wands out and started casting every protection and barrier spell they knew. Harry had to stop, gasping as he felt the moon's call for him to shift, but he fought it off until the whole shack was protected, and he and Draco were in the bedroom.
"Let me see that wet cock, babe," Draco growled out, and Harry allowed himself to shift as Draco dropped to his knees, clothes disappearing off of both of them, and he swallowed Harry's cock whole, deepthroating his Omega as his hands moved to play with Harry's wet hole. He pushed a digit in and Harry moaned, his tail wagging in excitement as his skin turned furry. Draco moaned around his cock, loving the way his puppy feels under him. He kept bobbing his head on Harry's cock, licking and everything his tongue can touch until, with a howl, Harry came and Draco swallowed every thick rope of cum that sprayed into his waiting mouth.
"Delicious," Draco purred, lifting up his puppy and kissing him deeply. "Now to fuck you." He thew Harry onto the bed and plunged his cock into Harry's hole with no foreplay. They both groaned at the tight heat. "Fuck," Draco breathed. "You're so tight Omega!"
"Fuck me," Harry mewled, "fuck my pussy."
"Gladly," Draco smirked, and he rolled his hips, moving with long strokes as he carved Harry's hole deeper and deeper.
BANG BANG BANG
They froze. There was a loud violent slam on the walls, like a body throwing itself again and again against it. Draco immediately pulled out of Harry and held him defensively, both boys moving to the edge of the bed. The endless pounding moved all along downstairs. Sometimes the house would creak violently with it, as though wood was chipping and slowly moving towards a splintering point. Harry and Draco stayed firm, holding each other on the bed. In his state, Harry could barely hold his wand, but his claws sharpened, and he felt fear and uselessness wash over him as the pounding continued, moving around the house, each and every inch of the exterior walls being forced upon by this malicious force.
Then it stopped.
Harry turned to Draco. He wanted to relax, but Draco was still glaring out, his wand still in his hand. Silence filled the house. Even their breathing was silent, as both boys were too scared to even break this moment of respite. Then it started again. A long high sound like a knife or claw dragging across the walls. Only this time was on the second floor. Harry's eyes quickly went to the windows. Draco followed and immediately pointed his wand at them. The curtains shut themselves, and the moon's light was snuffed out as the scratching slowly gotten louder, closer. Harry stiffened next to Draco, their eyes moving to the wall right next to them. The scrapping continued along, moving closer towards them, turning into a shrill sound as it reached the window causing Harry to flinch and cover his wolf ears. Then it stopped. They heard something sniff, and all of a sudden the scratching started again.
Whoever was doing this was right next to them. The bed was pushed against the outside wall, and Harry and Draco were both scared still as the attacker violently scratched and clawed at the wall next to them. "It's going to hold up, it's going to hold up," Harry whimpered.
"God I hope so," Draco said, holding Harry even tighter now. It was deathly, hearing the claws so close attacking the wall, knowing that all that stood between you and whatever was outside was a single layer of wood. Draco had his wand trained on the spot and for the first time wished that he could turn as well. That was he could claw out whoever thought to scare his Omega.
The scratching never stopped. Sometimes, there was a loud pound, like a fist banging against the wall but still it kept going on and on. The boys were too scared to move, too scared to close their eyes as the minutes moved slowly into hours.
The boys stayed in bed, even long after the scratching stopped. The aggressor was once again on the bottom floor, pounding at the door, shaking the entire shack. They were holding onto each other, scared and openly crying. The moon has set, and Harry shifted back in Draco's arms but still they did not dare move. The pounding and scratching stopped, but they refused to move, couldn't move.
More hours passed by, and it wasn't until the door opened softly, and Professor Dumbledore and Snape walked in to see the two huddled against each other. "What happened?" Dumbledore asked, "Neither of you returned in the morning."
"We were attacked," Draco said, quickly drying his face to remove any evidence of tears. "He didn't come in but—he kept pounding on the walls."
"Severus go check outside immediately," Dumbledore said, turning to Snape. "Boys, both of you will get decent. I will take you both immediately to the hospital wing for Calming Draughts." He turned to leave them alone, but Harry stopped him.
"Sir... I think it was Greyback," he said.
"I fear that it might be as well, however you are both perfectly safe on the grounds. And later today I will extend all protections to include the Shrieking Shack as well," Dumbledore said, and he and Snape left.
Harry and Draco stayed on the bed for a moment more before Harry slowly let go of Draco. His muscles were stiff, and it hurt to move as several bones popped as he got off of the bed. He turned naked and watched as Draco moved off the bed as well. They dressed silently and Harry latched onto Draco's arm, Draco holding Harry tightly as they walked outside. Dumbledore was waiting for them, and he escorted them out of the shrieking shack, and into a rainy day.