Harry was bubbling with excitement as he dined at Malfoy Manor on the night of the first full moon after leaving Hogwarts. He was finally about to witness Draco's transformation into a werewolf, and get to know his best friend in his wolf form, and he couldn't wait. He knew the following month, Draco's friends would also get their chance to see Draco in his wolf form, but as virtual family to the blond wizard, he was getting the first opportunity to witness werewolf Draco.
With it being a full moon, dinner was taken slightly earlier than normal. Seated opposite Draco, Harry was rather perturbed to find the steak on his best friend's plate was virtually raw. Although beside him, Hermione's steak wasn't much better, and it was far pinker than she would normally eat it.
"Problem Harry?" Hermione asked, catching her nephew's uneasy glances at both her and Draco's food.
"No," Harry replied, dropping his head back to his own food.
"You get used to it," Lucius said with a chuckle.
"Used to what?" Draco asked, spearing a piece of steak on his fork and popping it into his mouth.
"I think Harry's a bit put off by your steak," Hermione informed her fiancé.
"Sorry," Draco apologised with a wince. "It probably looks like I'm eating raw meat."
"Just a bit," Harry admitted.
"It's all part and parcel of being a werewolf," Hermione said.
"I know, I can remember Greyback mentioning it," Harry replied. "I just can't recall ever seeing Draco eating such rare meat."
"I don't usually have my meat this rare," Draco said. "But it's the full moon tonight and I'm already feeling the changes."
"And your meat is rather pink," Harry remarked to Hermione.
"It's a side effect of the biting," Hermione answered warily. Even though all their issues about Draco biting her had been resolved, she didn't like to mention it too often around Harry.
"Note to self, don't let a werewolf bite you. I like my meat well done," Harry said jokingly.
"Don't worry Harry, you're not my type," Draco drawled, rolling his eyes at his best friend before shooting a searing look at Hermione.
Harry could almost feel the sparks flying between the pair, and he couldn't help but wonder if things were extra heated between them because of the full moon. He knew afterwards that they were always extra randy, but for all he knew, they could be equally lustful before the full moon.
Thankfully, Harry didn't have to worry about Draco and Hermione getting frisky as dinner was finished without incident. Once they'd finished eating, they spent an hour relaxing before making their way into the back garden to prepare for the moon to rise.
"Do you have any advice for handling a werewolf, Aunt Hermione?" Harry asked, throwing his arm around Hermione's shoulder.
"I have some advice," Draco said. "Keep your hands off my fiancée."
"Seriously?" Harry laughed. "She's my Aunt. You know there's nothing going on."
"I do know that," Draco confirmed with a nod of his head. "But I also know that Hermione is my mate and that mating instinct is very strong when I'm in my wolf form. I have a lot more control these days, but when it comes to Hermione, I wouldn't want to test that control."
"Okay, hands off Hermione," Harry said, removing his arm and edging away from his aunt.
"It's for the best," Draco said with a grin.
"So what happens now?" Harry asked.
"We have two options," Draco replied. "I can either leave and return in my wolf form, or I can do it here."
"You'd let us watch?" Hermione asked. Even though she'd been around Draco plenty in his wolf form, she'd yet to witness a transformation.
"I would," Draco said. "So what's it to be?"
"I want the whole experience," Harry replied.
"Okay, just don't get too close," Draco warned as he took a couple of steps backwards and began to unbutton his shirt.
"Whoa, what are you doing?" Harry demanded as Draco removed his shirt and started to unbuckle his trousers.
"I'm not ruining good clothes," Draco said as he stepped out of his trousers. "But don't worry Harry, I'm not going to strip off completely. I'll leave my boxers on."
"That's a relief," Harry muttered as Hermione gathered up Draco's clothes and folded them neatly. "How long do we have to wait?" he asked.
"Not long," Draco replied as he raised his head towards the sky.
Less than two minutes later, Draco's body began to vibrate and Harry watched with fascination as his best friend began to slowly transform before his eyes. As hair began to sprout on Draco's body, his shape also began to change, and at one point he resembled the half wolf, half man creature Remus Lupin had been. However, Draco's transformation didn't stop where Lupin's used to and he carried on until the man he was vanished and was fully replaced by a stunning grey wolf.
"Wow," Harry whispered as wolf-Draco turned his head to face him and Hermione. "That is so cool."
"Very," Hermione agreed. Stepping forward, she held out her hand for Draco to nuzzle at her palm. "Hey gorgeous," she cooed, squatting down beside Draco and tickling behind his ears. "Come and say hello, Harry."
"Are you sure?" Harry asked warily as he cautiously approached Hermione and Draco.
"Come on Harry, he doesn't bite," Hermione chuckled.
"Tell that to Ginny," Harry retorted.
"Okay he doesn't bite unless I ask him to," Hermione amended with a grin. "Stop being a wuss, Harry. Unless you're going to either hurt me, or try and ravish me, Draco won't hurt you."
Hoping that Hermione was right and that Draco had as much control as they all thought he had, Harry took the final step towards his best friend. Crouching down beside Hermione, he allowed Draco to sniff at his hand before stroking his head.
"His fur is so soft," he remarked to Hermione.
"He's a beautiful wolf," Hermione replied. "I hope I look as good when I become an animagus."
"I can't wait," Harry said, aware that Draco was getting restless and was eager to go and hunt. "Won't it be fun to run around with Draco?"
"It will," Hermione agreed as she and Harry backed away to allow Draco to go and roam free. "Off you go," she urged her fiancé when he didn't immediately race off.
Not needing a second invitation, Draco turned and raced off into the night. Within seconds the air was pierced by a loud howl, causing Harry to jump slightly. With a laugh, Hermione reassured her nephew that it was just Draco and he would be back once he'd had a bit of fun.
"When do you think we can start our animagus training?" Harry asked as they waited for Draco to return.
"Let's give everyone a few weeks to get used to life outside of Hogwarts," Hermione replied. "It'll also give me a chance to gather together all the information we're going to need. But if we work hard, we could be joining Draco by the end of the year."
"I hope I'm something cool," Harry remarked, his eyes focused on a grey shadow creeping towards them.
Hermione murmured her agreement, but her focus was on Draco, who was returning to them. Draco bounded over to them, and after running around them for a while, he went running back off into the grounds. He repeated the same pattern for a couple of hours, before Hermione got him to sit still long enough to tell him that she and Harry were going indoors for the night.
"I'll be waiting for you," she promised seductively, nuzzling at the soft fur on Draco's neck.
Draco responded with a low growl before he went flying into the night, leaving Hermione and Harry to return to the manor and make sure that the large house was secured just in case Draco lost control and tried to come indoors. Not that either of them thought it was going to happen as it was clear that he had a lot of control in his wolf form, and it was only getting stronger.
"What did you think?" Hermione asked her nephew as she walked him to the floo so he could head home.
"It was amazing," Harry replied. "Thank Draco for me, and tell him I'll come and see him tomorrow."
"Not too early," Hermione warned with a smirk.
"Definitely not too early," Harry agreed, not wanting to see anything that would haunt him in the future.
Saying their goodbyes, Harry headed back home, while Hermione headed up to Draco's room. Glancing outside, and seeing no sign of Draco, Hermione undressed and crawled into bed to grab a few hours' sleep before Draco returned at the break of dawn and they worked off their animal sexual energy.