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Fangs, Feasts, and Femme Fatales: When Harry Potter Werewolf Gets a Taste of His Own Medicine

Chapter One: A Fateful Dinner Party

The Forbidden Forest was alive with the sounds of the night as Harry stalked through the underbrush, his senses heightened by his new werewolf form. The smell of damp earth and the rustling of leaves were tantalizing, but it was the scent of fresh kill that truly called to him.

As he moved deeper into the forest, he caught a whiff of something else entirely: the warm, salty scent of human flesh. His ears perked up, and he followed the scent until he came upon two figures huddled around a small fire.

Colin and Dennis Creevey, the younger brothers of Harry's schoolmate, Colin, were skinning a fresh kill, their faces flushed with excitement and pride. Harry's mouth watered at the sight, but something about their confidence and defiance piqued his interest even more.

He decided to toy with them before devouring them, revealing his true form with a flourish. Colin and Dennis were initially terrified, their eyes wide with fear as they took in the sight of the towering werewolf before them. But to Harry's surprise, they quickly regained their composure, their faces settling into expressions of anger and defiance.

"Well, well, well," Colin sneered, his voice shaking only slightly. "Look what the full moon dragged in. A filthy, mindless beast, no better than a dog."

Harry was amused and impressed by their bravery, and decided to keep them alive for a little longer. He commanded them to undress and feed him, using his newfound power to assert dominance.

Colin and Dennis reluctantly complied, but secretly planned to overpower him. Harry noticed their hesitation and mocked them, daring them to try.

"Go on," he growled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I dare you to try and take me down. I'd love to see you try."

They engaged in a playful power struggle, with Harry always staying one step ahead. Colin and Dennis would try to outwit him, but Harry was too cunning, always staying one step ahead.

As the night wore on, Harry became more and more aroused by their defiance. He decided to take things to the next level, forcing them to pleasure each other while he watched.

Colin and Dennis were pushed to their limits, but found themselves unexpectedly enjoying the experience. Harry, satisfied with their submission, finally gave in to his hunger and devoured them.

As he licked the last traces of their flesh from his lips, Harry couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret. Colin and Dennis had been more than just a meal. They had been a challenge, a thrill, and a reminder of the man he used to be.

But in the end, they were just another snack in the Forbidden Forest. And Harry was already hungry for more.

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