The Wolves Castle

"What I mean is-"
Rolling his eyes as the boy flipped his hair in an exaggerated motion, Harry continued.
"Eventually we managed to set some ground rules and move on. We got used to it. Everywhere around the world people fight. They hurt others and even kill, but we're used to it. We get used to everything."
The now silent boy sat motionless, as he went into deep thought. The boy showed no sigh of responding, as Harry sat down next to him. He said in a small whisper, that only his silent friend can barly make out.
"The day I got used to what I have become, was the day I admitted to myself- I was no longer human."
So don't ever get used to it.
Never give up. Not you.
Having found out silent tears streaming down his friends now wet cheeks, Harry waited. With a sad smile He waited.
Wordlessly lending him his shoulders...
He waited.
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Larry/Niam/Ziam AU Warewolves and many more involved. Modern fantasy. Rated for language and future reasons.