The Tale of Two Brothers.

12

Remus tried not to flinch at the alarming amount of Alpha pheromones in the air. It was almost like James was pumping them out in such a frequency, at this rate the entire Griffindors were going to smell like him. He didn't have to turn back to see what his friend was staring at, it was him. The Omega inside him crumbled at the fact.

He was an Omega, like him. Not quite like him though.

Severus of course caught his attention, he caught everyone's attention. Remus couldn't even bring himself to hate the Omega, he was great. He was intelligent, beautiful and above all, submissive. Remus wouldn't bar his neck to anyone, he would not submit. Alpha would take one look at him and spit on his face. But that's fine, everyone thought he was dominant. Remus couldn't hate Severus, not when he stood aside when they hurt him. He could have saved Severus, a fellow Omega. He knew what it felt like to be unwanted, to be told so everyday. To show that he wasn't desired, never will be.

He could have, god he could have. He could hear the rugged voice, weak pleads to help, reach out, lend a hand, stop. How could he? A recessive Omega Like him, with not even an ounce of sweetness. His scent was not alluring, it was mostly bland, turning to a sharp aroma of dried spices when he neared his heats, what should have been his heat. What excuse did he have? An Alpha reaching out to help an Omega, James would have killed him. James may think that his obsession was well hidden, hell he may not even know it yet. But Remus did, he knew and he feared. As an Omega, James' behavior was disturbing. He didn't learn Legilimency to know his thoughts, the way his own broken Omega soul had cowered and instantly thought of grabbing his wand told so much.

Remus decided to take a peek, to see what was riling his friend up this much. He could see the transfer student from Dumstrang, sitting close. Severus was almost in his lap now. The omega didn't seem to mind, if the wide smile on his face was saying anything. Remus flinched when he saw Lucius Malfoy's pitched expression, facing the two Alphas who had their backs to him. Lucius seemed like in the verge of committing murder. He stormed out of the Great Hall, Remus tried not to laugh at the adorable behavior, something an Omega would do. James didn't look like he was going to stop anytime now, and Remus was pushed to the point of annoyance with the Alpha's strong pheromones. He was never able to withstand Alpha pheromones, it gave him head aches, severe ones.

It was not like James would even notice him slipping out of the hall, trying to get into the Gryffindor dormitories, so he could calm himself with the lingering scent of his father on his scarf. His father was an Omega. He always doubted that he was the union of his father mating with another Omega, not something common. In fact it was a very big taboo. Alphas and Alphas fine, Betas and Betas fine again. Omega and Omega, that would have earned you a death sentence in the eighteenth century. No records existed of such unions, his father did not have an Alpha. Remus hence pointed out his abnormality as the result of a forbidden union, it's not like he could ask his dad about it.

That would be too cruel

Oh fucking shit, for gods sake!!!

Remus resisted the urge to stomp his feet and simply throw a tantrum, he was lost. He was so into his thoughts he had probably got on the wrong stairs. Now he was standing in a deserted corridor with blank walls and too many doors. Who makes this kind of school anyway? One would think that they were here for treasure hunting rather than studying. He didn't risk opening any of the doors, trust Dumbledore to keep a pet Hungarian Horntail inside the castle.

Remus felt that familiar heat crawling up his neck, his scent sharpening

Was he going into heat now?.

Not that it bothered him anyway, his heat was like a minor cold. It would last a day at the most, not like most Omegas who take a week off. He never really felt sick enough to even take a single day off.

The feeling of fluids trickling down his thighs made him stop dead on his tracks.

He was producing slick. He was producing slick, like normal Omegas. What's happening?

He could hear footsteps closing in on him, the scent of Forest and fire closing in.

Alpha

The seventh year Slytherin watched in horror as the proud Grffindor Prefect turned to face him with flushed cheeks and a mouth watering scent. Shit, wasn't Lupin an Alpha. The Alpha in him clawed at him for thinking that, it was screaming at him to take care of the Omega, to protect and cherish. To mate. He hoped his brother wouldn't use an unforgivable on him for touching an unmated Omega in heat. His biology was gaining control faster than he predicted, once Lupin started taking steps towards him with a dreamy look in his eyes. He was hard and pulsing in his pants, he would be glad if this didn't set off his rut. He wasn't sure of Lupin's take on pregnancy before marriage, he wasn't sure he could live with it knowing that he took advantage of someone, biology be damned.

I don't care whose dick you have inside you Rudolpus, come here this instant, I am nearing my limiting point. 

I realized that Remus is too good to be single. And yes, Remus has the exact  condition that Lucius posses. Who knows, maybe in the future they will be besties.