Primal Howl 4
Title: Primal Howl 4
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco, Slytherins
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 925
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for cellamichella, who requested more of Primal Howl.
Summary: Draco deals with the repercussions of his first night as a wolf.
Draco clutched the conjured cloak about his trembling, naked body and limped down a staircase to the dungeons.
Potter had escorted Draco back to Hogwarts, and once they stood in the shadows of the building, Potter had resumed his human form. He had coaxed Draco into changing back, and Draco was relieved that the transformation hadn't been accompanied by the searing pain of his first change. Potter had conjured a cloak and draped it over Draco's shoulders before casting a Disillusionment charm on him.
They had parted without a word.
Exhausted and aching, Draco made his way into the Slytherin common room and trudged to his dorm. He waited until he was safely within the curtains of his bed before retrieving his wand from beneath his pillow and dropping the charm.
Potter had bitten Draco savagely during the night, and the wound still throbbed. His arse was sticky and sore, and Draco's face burned with humiliation at the memory of submitting to Potter in lupine form and allowing the other wolf to mount him and mate with him. Adding to his embarrassment, Draco's cock twitched as he recalled the carnal acts he had engaged in last night.
Draco yearned for a shower, but he wasn't sure he could rise from his bed. Instead, he climbed beneath the covers with a groan and dragged the blankets over himself.
~*~
"Draco! Where in the bloody, buggering fuck have you been?!"
Draco jolted awake with a startled gasp. Theo had snatched back the bed hangings and was staring at Draco with a mixture of relief and anger.
"We searched for you half the night!" cried Theodore.
Blaise's frowning face appeared over Theo's shoulder. "We were about to notify Snape," he said. "Do you know how many House points we could have lost?"
"It gladdens me to hear you're more concerned about points than you are about me," grumbled Draco.
"What happened last night?" asked Theo. "We truly were concerned about you, Draco."
Struggling to sit up and keep his shoulder covered, Draco glared at his friends. "After you arseholes abandoned me, I was accosted by a wolf." He paused to formulate a plausible story. "It cut me off from the direction of the castle, and I was forced to flee for the trees. I climbed one and sat up there for hours until the beast finally left."
"Why didn't you answer when we called for you?" Blaise demanded.
"I-I never heard you," said Draco. "I ran quite far before I was able to find a tree I could scale." He convinced himself that he was making up these outrageous lies to protect himself, not Potter.
"But, how did you-"
"I'd like to get some sleep now," snapped Draco, cutting Theo's question short. He scowled at them until they mumbled an apology and closed his curtains.
~*~
Draco stepped under the hot water and sighed in relief. He winced and hissed in pain as the stinging spray hit the wound at the top of his shoulder. Draco touched the bite mark with tentative fingertips, surprised when the sensation sizzled straight to his cock and hardened it.
Draco flushed with mortification. He'd had sex with girls before, including Pansy, but he had only recently discovered he preferred blokes. However, Draco had never experimented beyond snogging and furtive hand jobs. That was, until last night, when he had been violated by Potter. Draco wondered if having sex in wolf form counted as losing his virginity, and a slightly hysterical laugh escaped him. His arse spasmed at the sensory memory of Potter's cock stretching and filling him, seeming to mock his rationalizations.
Draco washed slowly, taking care with his injured shoulder yet scrubbing his prick and the cleft of his arse with rough deliberation. He only wished he could wash away the taint of Potter and the shame he felt at his own actions and reactions from the previous night.
~*~
Despite his misgivings, Draco allowed his friends to herd him to the Great Hall for lunch. He would have to face Potter some time; if not today, then tomorrow when classes resumed. Draco kept his head and eyes down as he made his way to his customary spot at the Slytherin table. He began dishing up automatically, and it wasn't until he picked up his utensils that he realized he had put nothing but meat on his plate. Unbidden, he raised his head and gaze, meeting Potter's smirk from across the Great Hall.
Draco's wound itched, his cock twitched, and his stomach growled. Lowering his eyes once more, Draco began to eat.
~*~
Draco dozed off on the sofa in the common room and slept most of the afternoon. He didn't awaken until Pansy prodded him to get up and join them for dinner.
As Draco was eating a slice of rare beef, a school owl swooped overhead and dropped a note beside his plate. Draco had no doubt it was from Potter, and he was almost afraid to open it. Deciding to read it later, he tucked the note in his pocket.
"Is that from a new girlfriend?" sniped Pansy. She still hadn't come to terms with Draco's recent fascination for his own gender.
"No," Draco said shortly, refusing to elaborate any further.
When he returned to Slytherin, Draco barricaded himself behind his bed hangings and removed the creased note from his pocket. He unfolded it with shaking fingers and read:
Come run with me tonight.
~tbc~
Primal Howl 5
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Draco, Slytherins
Rating: PG13
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 925
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: Birthday gift for cellamichella, who requested more of Primal Howl.
Summary: Draco deals with the repercussions of his first night as a wolf.
Draco clutched the conjured cloak about his trembling, naked body and limped down a staircase to the dungeons.
Potter had escorted Draco back to Hogwarts, and once they stood in the shadows of the building, Potter had resumed his human form. He had coaxed Draco into changing back, and Draco was relieved that the transformation hadn't been accompanied by the searing pain of his first change. Potter had conjured a cloak and draped it over Draco's shoulders before casting a Disillusionment charm on him.
They had parted without a word.
Exhausted and aching, Draco made his way into the Slytherin common room and trudged to his dorm. He waited until he was safely within the curtains of his bed before retrieving his wand from beneath his pillow and dropping the charm.
Potter had bitten Draco savagely during the night, and the wound still throbbed. His arse was sticky and sore, and Draco's face burned with humiliation at the memory of submitting to Potter in lupine form and allowing the other wolf to mount him and mate with him. Adding to his embarrassment, Draco's cock twitched as he recalled the carnal acts he had engaged in last night.
Draco yearned for a shower, but he wasn't sure he could rise from his bed. Instead, he climbed beneath the covers with a groan and dragged the blankets over himself.
~*~
"Draco! Where in the bloody, buggering fuck have you been?!"
Draco jolted awake with a startled gasp. Theo had snatched back the bed hangings and was staring at Draco with a mixture of relief and anger.
"We searched for you half the night!" cried Theodore.
Blaise's frowning face appeared over Theo's shoulder. "We were about to notify Snape," he said. "Do you know how many House points we could have lost?"
"It gladdens me to hear you're more concerned about points than you are about me," grumbled Draco.
"What happened last night?" asked Theo. "We truly were concerned about you, Draco."
Struggling to sit up and keep his shoulder covered, Draco glared at his friends. "After you arseholes abandoned me, I was accosted by a wolf." He paused to formulate a plausible story. "It cut me off from the direction of the castle, and I was forced to flee for the trees. I climbed one and sat up there for hours until the beast finally left."
"Why didn't you answer when we called for you?" Blaise demanded.
"I-I never heard you," said Draco. "I ran quite far before I was able to find a tree I could scale." He convinced himself that he was making up these outrageous lies to protect himself, not Potter.
"But, how did you-"
"I'd like to get some sleep now," snapped Draco, cutting Theo's question short. He scowled at them until they mumbled an apology and closed his curtains.
~*~
Draco stepped under the hot water and sighed in relief. He winced and hissed in pain as the stinging spray hit the wound at the top of his shoulder. Draco touched the bite mark with tentative fingertips, surprised when the sensation sizzled straight to his cock and hardened it.
Draco flushed with mortification. He'd had sex with girls before, including Pansy, but he had only recently discovered he preferred blokes. However, Draco had never experimented beyond snogging and furtive hand jobs. That was, until last night, when he had been violated by Potter. Draco wondered if having sex in wolf form counted as losing his virginity, and a slightly hysterical laugh escaped him. His arse spasmed at the sensory memory of Potter's cock stretching and filling him, seeming to mock his rationalizations.
Draco washed slowly, taking care with his injured shoulder yet scrubbing his prick and the cleft of his arse with rough deliberation. He only wished he could wash away the taint of Potter and the shame he felt at his own actions and reactions from the previous night.
~*~
Despite his misgivings, Draco allowed his friends to herd him to the Great Hall for lunch. He would have to face Potter some time; if not today, then tomorrow when classes resumed. Draco kept his head and eyes down as he made his way to his customary spot at the Slytherin table. He began dishing up automatically, and it wasn't until he picked up his utensils that he realized he had put nothing but meat on his plate. Unbidden, he raised his head and gaze, meeting Potter's smirk from across the Great Hall.
Draco's wound itched, his cock twitched, and his stomach growled. Lowering his eyes once more, Draco began to eat.
~*~
Draco dozed off on the sofa in the common room and slept most of the afternoon. He didn't awaken until Pansy prodded him to get up and join them for dinner.
As Draco was eating a slice of rare beef, a school owl swooped overhead and dropped a note beside his plate. Draco had no doubt it was from Potter, and he was almost afraid to open it. Deciding to read it later, he tucked the note in his pocket.
"Is that from a new girlfriend?" sniped Pansy. She still hadn't come to terms with Draco's recent fascination for his own gender.
"No," Draco said shortly, refusing to elaborate any further.
When he returned to Slytherin, Draco barricaded himself behind his bed hangings and removed the creased note from his pocket. He unfolded it with shaking fingers and read:
Come run with me tonight.
~tbc~
Primal Howl 5