Larry fics

A Harmony of Frost and Flames

A Harmony of Frost and Flames

 

Summary:

"He’s passing lockers and whistling a quiet tune when he first smells it. His body comes to a halt and his nostrils flair instinctively, eyes going wide as he registers what the scent resembles.

An omega in heat."

OR

Louis goes into his first heat at school and Harry accidentally puts them into a compromising position.

Chapter Text

“Harry,” the teacher sighs, frustrated, “Go to the principal please. I’ll let him know you’re coming.” Harry raises his eyebrows almost challengingly and all of the students around him instinctively lean as far away from him as their desks allow. Of course, Harry could say no and tell the beta teacher to just continue with the lesson, but he prides himself on being polite and not using his alpha abilities unless absolutely necessary - plus, all enrolled alphas had to promise to be on their best behaviour - so he shrugs and gets out of his chair, slinging his backpack over one shoulder and leaving. The teacher is trying to look stern, but even she has to keep her distance.

He’s not the only alpha at the school, and has certainly never shown any aggression in his years at high school, but no one around him is ever certain. Alphas in the past have kind of ruined it for him. Granted, one move out of place on a bad day could have Harry snapping a desk in half, but he’d never intentionally harm any beta or omega. He and the other alphas decided to stay away from each other as much as they could and that’s working out quite well. It’s unlikely anything would happen if they were put into the same class, but you can never be too sure. Harry likes to be in control.

Students can see out of the windows of their classrooms into the corridor, but once they see it’s an alpha, most turn back to the teacher. He sees his friend Niall - beta - falling asleep in his maths class, so he taps lightly on the window to wake him up. He goes unnoticed by the teacher and has to stifle a laugh at the snort that escapes Niall as he comes back to the real world.

The principal’s office is on the other end of the building, so he takes his time strolling through the empty halls. He’s passing lockers and whistling a quiet tune when he first smells it. His body comes to a halt and his nostrils flair instinctively, eyes going wide as he registers what the scent resembles.

An omega in heat.

There aren’t many omegas at this school, and those that are have been bonded. Well, Harry thought they all had been. He can’t smell an alpha, aside from the remnants from student lockers, so the omega is definitely alone. No alpha in their right mind could leave their omega in heat.

Harry finds himself moving towards the scent. He knows he shouldn’t; knows he should sprint down the hall until he can’t smell it anymore and lock himself in the principal’s - alpha - office. The principal would understand and be forced to send him home, then send the school nurse in search of the omega in heat to take them somewhere safe and give them drugs to make it less noticeable.

But he can’t force his feet to turn back in the right direction. Not when the scent is so strong;it’s intoxicating. Everything about it is screaming fuck me and even a horny beta teen would struggle to walk away from that plea.

He sniffs the air and follows the scent, stopping outside the boys’ bathroom. His eyebrows furrow and then his eyes widen. A male omega. Those are very rare. How could he have possibly not noticed there was one at his school until now?