Felix's POV
I feel the world spin around me and grit my teeth until the sensation stops. I open my eyes that I didn't realize were shut and step out of the Weasley's fireplace.
A moment later Lupin materializes next to me and Molly Weasley rushes into the room.
I can barely squeak out a "Hi" as Molly quickly rushes to me and pulls me into a bone-crushing hug.
"Harry dear! Oh! My bad, you're Felix now, correct?"
I nod, unable to really do anything else as I'm still engulfed in the ginger's strong arms.
"Oh sorry dear, let me get a good look at you now!" she says. Molly excitedly holding me out from her, quickly examining every detail of me from head to toe.
I feel a blush creeping onto my cheeks as Arthur comes into the room, followed closely by Ron and Ginny.
Arthur cracks a smile as he strides in and sets a hand on Molly's shoulder, telling her in the language all married people seem to know that she should let me go.
I look up appreciatively and breathe in, not realizing I'd been holding my breath this whole time.
"Nice to see you Mr. Weasley." I say, happy to be somewhere familiar with my favorite people.
"Always a pleasure Felix." Arthur says, taking my hand in his and giving it a small squeeze.
"Harry!!" Ron says running over and pulling me into an awkward hug. "What happened to your face mate?" he asks, concern and excitement painting his face.
"Oh..." I look down and away from everyone, suddenly feeling very self-conscious and claustrophobic.
Lupin looks to me from where he was greeting Mr. Weasley and quickly suggests we move to somewhere less crowded.
I internally thank him, and we all start our move to the kitchen table.
As we walked into the kitchen, I caught the scent of something...it smelled like sandalwood and mint...a weird combination, but I needed to see where it was coming from.
"Uhm, I have to go to the bathroom" I said, awkwardly excusing myself as everyone else drifted toward their seats.
Lupin gave me a small look of confusion, and then one of understanding and nodded slightly.
I took this as my cue and dashed up the stairs toward the weird but intoxicating scents.
As I reached the landing, I heard a familiar voice from a nearby open door.
I walked over slowly, making sure to keep quiet as I approached the door.
As I neared the room, I started to get nervous...
What if they don't want to see me?
Do they know we're mates?
What if they reject me?!
I don't know what I'd do if...
My thoughts were cut off as the heavenly voice of George Weasley rang out, jokingly saying "you gonna stand out there all day?"
Followed by Fred's "yea, what're you waiting around for?"
I awkwardly rounded the corner, my face a bright red as I almost ran directly into Fred who just chuckled softly.
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FanfictionAfter a near death experience, Harry undergoes his creature inheritance and finds out more about his heritage. ⚠️Sexual explicit content warning⚠️ *******⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: abuse, rape, ed, self harm, mental illness⚠️********* HARRY POTTER AND ALL...