Howl into the Night - teaser

                                        

                                              

Obligatory Werewolf and alpha/omega fic?

Weeks after Malfoy Manor, Harry had spotted the horcrux setting on top of the warlock bust, but he suddenly heard from behind. "That's Draco's wand!"
He turned quickly to see Blaise Zabini flanked by Goyle and Crabbe. Malfoy wasn't anywhere in sight.
"Finder's keepers, Zabini."
"So, the rumors were true. That bastard actually gave it to you," Goyle spat, and Zabini grimaced, eyeing his companions. 
"Malfoy didn't give it to me, I took it. Where is he anyway?" Harry said, stalling for time. Ron and Hermione weren't far, and he needed help.
"He's getting what he deserved," Crabbe added.
Harry blinked, confused. "What does that mean?"
"Don't you worry. Put down your wand. It's three on one," Goyle sneered, pointing his wand at him.
Zabini stopped them from moving forward. "Draco was the one who paid for your escape, asshole."
Harry glared. "I was about to die. You want me to feel sorry for him?"
"He betrayed the Dark Lord for you! He's a traitor," Crabbe growled.
Harry's mouth dropped. He didn't really consider what Malfoy had done... or not done.
"He's worse than dead," Zabini whispered, giving Harry the side-eye. Or maybe a wink?
"Now, surrender before we burn you alive," Crabbe threatened, loudly.
"Are you crazy? The Dark Lord wants him alive!" Zabini said, and then gave him a clear wink.
"He'll be happier with him dead. Don't get in our way, Blaise!" Goyle growled.
"Harry?" Ron's voice called out confused.
Suddenly, there were spells flying all over, but Zabini tackled Hermione, shielding her, as Goyle nearly killed her with Avada Kedavra. Ron managed to temporarily freeze Goyle, but Crabbe laughed and then shot out flames that expanded rapidly, incinerating everything. Harry grabbed Hermione and Ron and located some old broomsticks. They took flight as the room engulfed into menacing flames.
Harry turned toward the exit before he heard screaming. He couldn't leave... whoever behind. He swung his old broom back and spotted Zabini on top of the burning stacks and dueling Goyle. He nearly was blasted off the stacks by a nasty spell from Goyle, who was screaming for him to die. However, before Harry could reach them, the shelves that Goyle was on collapsed, and he fell screaming into the flames. Zabini nearly fell off, too.
Harry swooped down and Zabini clambered on behind him. "Thanks, Potter. Whoa! What the fuck! The exit's that way!"
"Forgot something!" Harry said, and swooped down to snatch up the diadem before the flames engulfed it.
He raced to the door where Ron and Hermione had made it though already. He almost crashed into the wall, but Zabini threw up a Cushioning Charm before they did. 
"Fuck, Potter! Learn to brake, idiot!"
"I was! The broom's Braking Charm is busted," he retorted as they got to their feet. 
However, the diadem screamed and melted as he held it up. Another horcrux down.
"That must have been fiendfyre!" Hermione declared. "That was one of the ways to destroy a horcrux. It was way too dangerous. I never would have tried that."