The forest was dark and mysterious, the perfect place for a werewolf like me to call home. I had grown used to the solitude, the only company being the creatures of the night. But as I stumbled upon a clearing, I was greeted with a sight that both intrigued and shocked me.
Two naked boys, Colin and Denis, were covered in blood, hungrily devouring the remains of their attackers, Krep and Goyle. I felt no disgust, only a sharp curiosity as I watched them. I approached them, my own hunger growing.
"Join us," Colin said, his voice dripping with blood and excitement.
I did not hesitate. I joined them in their meal, savoring the taste of human flesh. It was different from the usual prey I hunted, but I found myself craving more. Colin and Denis gazed at me with the same excitement, their eyes filled with a hunger that mirrored my own.
As we finished our meal, I took them as my wives, impregnating them with my werewolf seed. They were strong and fierce, perfect mates for a werewolf like me. We feasted on more victims, growing stronger with each kill.
Colin and Denis playfully insulted each other, showing their dominance. I laughed at their bickering, enjoying their dynamic. I taught them how to hunt and survive in the wild, and they quickly learned. We formed a bond, relying on each other for survival.
As I reflected on my new life, I realized how different it was from my old one. But I was content. Colin and Denis expressed their gratitude to me for taking them in, but I reminded them that they were equals. We were a family now, and that was all that mattered.
"We will always be your family, Harry," Denis said, and I knew it was true. I had found my place in the world, and it was here, in the dark and mysterious forest, with my two brides by my side.
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