You Sunshine, You Temptress

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Harry's body is on fire, his vision blurry. His muscles twitch uncontrollably and feel like they're alternately pulling apart and spasming again. He is not aware of his surroundings, all his senses are consumed by the heat and the pain inside him. The only things that get through to him are calls and all the different smells that he cannot classify. At first he only feels the cold night air on his skin, which doesn't help the flames that his body seems to have caught. Then suddenly he feels a hard surface beneath him while hands shake at him. Harry opens his eyes, trying to see what's going on around him. He sees Louis crouching over him like a blur and he croaks his name softly. He would like to scream for someone to help him, but not a single syllable escapes his lips. The throbbing pain and the uncontrollability over his body let panic rise in him. He feels tears running down his cheeks and looks pleadingly at Louis. The pain gets worse, it's like his body is about to burst apart and he feels like he's about to faint.

The fire in his body grows stronger and he can hardly take it anymore and so starts tearing at his clothes. Suddenly several hands are on him to help him undress, he closes his eyes again and tries to take deep breaths, but even his lungs are burning. He hears himself sobbing loudly. The next moment he feels a change in his mouth, his jaw seems to crack or at least it feels like it.

He lets out a loud scream and curls up, trying to protect his body from whatever is happening to him. His first bones begin to bend and he screams again. Never has he felt such pain. The blood in his veins boils and it cracks loudly once more. But this time it's not his own screams that he hears but Louis. No matter how foggy his brain is, Louis is the only thing that anchors him and he hears him clearly. The panic grows in him, his concern is for his partner and his own horror seems almost forgotten.

He struggles to get to his feet to comfort Louis but collapses the next moment. His heart is pounding erratically, and a second time his bones make a horrible sound. He shuts his eyes tight as the next wave of pain rolls over him. His upper body twitches in pain as more bones break and organs are pressed together. His eyes go black and he wishes for nothing more that he would finally faint so that he no longer had to feel this pain. But at least the fire in him is slowly fading. He opens his eyes again and stares at Louis, who he sees more clearly now. When he tries to speak, all that comes out is a whimper and then he slowly realizes that his body is forming into a wolf. He looks down in panic and sees fur covering his skin. He can literally watch as his nails turn into long claws and his body completes the transformation into a wolf. He jumps on all four paws and frantically runs across the room. The whole pack is around him and he can smell them. All have different scents and it overwhelms him. Instinct has him run to a corner of the living room and there he cowers, whimpering.

He sees Louis slowly walking towards him and keeping his head down. His wolf directly indicates that Louis will not harm him, although he was sure of it anyway. He lifts his nose slightly and Louis' scent spills over him. It's so much stronger than he smelled it as a fairy. Lily and Lavender wrap themselves around him like a big protective bubble and he relaxes a bit. Where fire burned in him before, he now feels an indescribable love for his Omega. Louis has finally reached him and squats in front of him. Harry remains seated in his corner but straightens up a bit more and looks at Louis curiously. Through the eyes of the wolf and the different perspective, because he is now much smaller, he first has to get used to his delicate shape again. "Haz, I know you can understand me even if you can't say anything. Everything will be fine. You've done your first transformation." he explains and Harry can't help but huff. As if he doesn't know it, he has felt it on his own body.
"May I pet you?" Louis asks cautiously and his blue eyes search for him. In response, Harry places his paw on Louis' knee and takes a long look at his snow-white fur. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Louis following his gaze.
"You look beautiful as a wolf. All of your fur is white, which accentuates your green eyes even more. And...you smell so damn good like Alpha. My Alpha only," Louis whispers, nuzzling Harry's fur on his head.