chapter 10

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Ron's point of view

I had gotten lost at some point in time while trying to find a store to buy some clothes in. But nothing caught my interest and I began wandering around aimlessly until I found myself surrounded by desolate and abandoned buildings.

Just as I was about to turn around again and try to find my back to the main road. I was distracted by a beautiful woman running past me moments later a group of gangsters came chasing after her.

Now normally I would have probably continued about my own business. But there was something about her that called out to me. She was too beautiful to experience even a moment of fear. I was surprised by my sudden attraction to her especially since I'm homosexual.

My relationship with Hermione was just a hoax to garner the attention of the boys we like. But that failed... terribly.

The guy Hermione liked seemed to lose all interest while mine ran straight into the arms of another. At first we where going to keep dating for a while then split up so it wouldn't be too suspicious. But we eventually decided that we would rather be together and unloved rather than alone and unloved.

I've always been interested in men but I have also always been a firm topper. there has only been one boy that I desperately wanted to bottom for but he was straight and always in a relationship with someone. (The man whore.)

But because I've always been obsessed with him I'm still a virgin never having gone past second base with Hermione which also led me to finding out just how gay I was.

If losing my boner every time I felt her breasts didn't prove something then the fact that I had to imagine she was a guy in order to get one in the first place certainly did.

But all that rambling aside the blonde woman was currently disappearing around the bend of an alley the men behind her in hot pursuit. I felt drawn to protect her and soon I to was chasing after the petite woman with flowing blonde hair.

The scene I found angered me to no end. The woman was boxed in curled in a ball against the back of an abandoned building while the dangerous looking men crept steadily closer to her. The soft whimpering of fear that reached my ears had my beast rising to the surface ready to defend what was ours.

(Wait... what.. I had just met the woman and I was gay there was no way the blonde woman was my mate plus I had a thing for dark haired boys who couldn't stay out of trouble)

I was just deciding to turn around and leave when her delicious scent reached me at the end of the alley. She smelled like warm chocolate satisfying and sweet but the bitter scent of fear was tainting the intoxicating aroma.

Instantly my beast rose to the surface taking over my human form and attacking the man closest to me throwing him into the large garbage bin beside me. The loud noise of his body clattering to the ground had the four remaining assailants turning towards me in anger.

Just stay out of this man this ain't got nothing to do with you. As I walked closer to the villains I realized that they were much older than I thought they were.

Instead of being faced with an over zealous group of teens these men looked to be in their forties and obviously too old to be chasing after a girl who appeared no more than eighteen while her size would put her firmly in the juvenile category.

I could tell they were drunk and I wanted to speak to them before I put anyone else in a coma. (After the man didn't get back up I took control back from my beast. And now I had a headache from having to wrestle the obstinate creature into submission.)

Aren't you guys too old to be harassing innocent women in broad daylight. I now had the mens full attention on me and I was hoping that the woman would be able to escape but she was still boxed in and I would have no choice but to either knock them out or get them to run out of the alley ahead of her.

So I said. I've called the police and they are on the way. If you don't leave immediately I will knock your asses out like your friend and have you arrested.
They simply jeered and guafed in my direction. Before attempting to turn back towards the woman.

I knew that because I wasn't 17 yet it was technically still illegal to use my magic wand but it didn't stop me from using the magical enhancements that came with my inheritance.

So using enhanced speed I zoomed past them to serve as a barrier between them and the woman. I saw the surprise that crossed their features and I could smell the beginnings of fear seeping from their pores. It made me feel powerful and energized. So I let a sinister grin creep across my face.

I'm going to give you one last warning. Leave now or things are going to get ugly. Honestly I hoped they wouldn't listen I've been stressed trying to figure out why I had an early inheritance and where Hermione Fred and George disappeared off too.

Plus my mom has been super babying me. Always crying about how she could have lost her Ronicins or some shit like that. While grabbing me into hugs that are too tight and uncomfortable. I think I've been through at least ten shirts in the past two days because they where wet with snot and tears.

So to say I was stressed out is probably an understatement and to let that stress out on these fools would be to easy.

So when they just laughed at me and began pulling out pocket knives I was actually pretty happy and let out bellow of laughter myself. So that's how it's going to be. I said looking at the hostile men surrounding me. Come at me then.

It's like they where waiting on those words because no sooner I said them than they where on me. Three of them attacking at once while one tried to sneak behind me while I was distracted.

So of course he's the one I took out first using my enhanced speed I grabbed him by his greasy hair and pummeled my fist into his face. I felt a sick kind of joy when I heard his nose break and saw the thick blood oozing down his face.

During this time his friends were looking around for where I had gone. the confusion on their faces was almost comical. while I beat the man in my arms within an inch of his life. They soon took notice of me and started to approach once more though a little more warily than before if the fear in their eyes was anything to go by.

So i dropped the now unconscious man on the ground while sending a viscous kick into his side so he too went flying across the alley. Where he landed against the garbage can like the trash he is. So who's next. I said a cocky smirk on my face. At this the three remaining men ran at me all at once.

I grabbed one by the arm and flipped him over my shoulder while digging my extended nails into his side. My claws slipping through his skin like butter as I reached in and snapped two of his ribs like twigs. Watching the blood bubble up around my fingers was both sickening and invigorating. To know the power I had over these lesser beings was exhilarating.

He was soon unconscious as well but his foolish friends continued coming though they could have easily ran out of the unblocked alleyway. Oh well more fun for me.

That being said just as I began approaching the last two assailants I heard a whimper from the girl still curled in the back of the alley and I knew I had to hurry up and deal with them so I could go and check on her.

So I rushed forward and grabbed them both by the back of their necks and banged their heads together hard enough to make them fall unconscious immediately. I carelessly dropped them to the ground and turned around towards the back of the alley.

The girl was curled in a ball shivering with her eyes squeezed shut. Looking as if she was trying to disappear into the pavement. The bitter tang of fear wafting from her in waves. I immediately lifted her into my arms where she snuggled as close as possible. Silent tears streaming down her elfin face. I wiped them off while titling her chin up towards me.

But when she opened her eyes I was faced with a beautiful silver grey that I would recognize anywhere. The beautiful blonde woman who was my mate is none other than Draco Malfoy. The boy who has made the last five years of my life a living hell.

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