AN at end of chapter.

"Please," Harry whispered into Owen's ear. Owen leaned down and nipped at his neck. "Please, Alpha." He arched into the wandering hand as it played with his nipples. "Owen..." He gazed directly into Harry's crystal green eyes. Those eyes possed him. They made him want to do anything the owner wanted.

He felt Harry's groin make contact with his and his hips jerked in response. Pleasure of such proportions made his brain foggy and he knew he would never know anything like this ever again. Harry's smell filtered through and Owen knew he was addicted to everything the creature below him had to offer. It was sweet and salty at the same time.

Harry's clawed hands scraped along his back and Owen clenched his eyes as he felt both pain and pleasure course through him. Fire in rushed through his veins as Harry's toxin made its way through his system. Changing him into who he was supposed to be.

Owen jerked up, a sticky sweat clinging to his veins and his boner hard than it had ever been. He glanced around the room, searching for eyes that he knew was with the pack. His body, instantly, attempting to curl around another, but it wasn't there. 'Mate?' he thought, confused. No, he told himself. He is a human. Not a raptor. Not what... whatever Harry was trying to turn himself into.

He needed to find out what Harry meant by "changing" him. He rolled over, his boner causing discomfort and stretched, trying to ignore the hardened flesh. He had earned some major vacation time, he thought to himself as he wandered to the restrooms off the side of the control room. He willed his boner away, thinking of Snape naked did that to people (he mused), and began relieving himself as he tried to figure out how to deal with... Harry, amongst other things.

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The boys were up and running by the time he had returned.

"What are we going to do about that thing," Snape demanded. He was staring at his notes, probably about the biology of what Harry could have in his DNA. He took a long swig of coffee before bringing his sharp black eyes to meet Owens hazle.

Owen frowned back. "What do you mean, 'thing'?" He glanced around to the others.

"I mean," Snape rolled his eyes, "he is a being made up of different kinds of DNA, therefore a species all by himself. I do not have a name for him, therefore he is a creature, a thing."

"He does have a name: Harry." Owen ground out, "His is a person. He has damn near, if not equivelent, human intelligence." Snape scoffed, "He can speak to raptors!" Owen pointed.

"Many idiots in the world are bilingual." Snape retorted, searching through his notes.

"Are you one of them, Mister Snape?" Owen growled. Snape turned to him, shock written on his face at Owens question. He opened his mouth to respond, when Owen stormed up to him, nose to nose, chest to chest, with a challenge in his eyes. "You don't say anything about him, do you understand, Snape?"

"That thing needs to be put down before something horrible happens as a result," Snape spat out, clearly not worried about Owens warning. "He should be locked in a cage and studied."

Owen felt his heckles rise, his hands clenching and unclenching. His blood rushed through his veins with a fury. He was going to physically hurt the man if he didn't shut up. His fists rolled into balls as Snape continued his rant, obviously not noticing the changes in Owen.

"... little bastard has his claws in you! And they're so fucking deep, you don't even see him for what he is!" Snape had shouted the last of it.

Owen was looking at the odd tattoo on the mans arm, focusing on the skull and snake intertwining when he responded, very quietly. "And, what is he, Mister Snape?" The words were whispered and dangerous.

"A monster, that needs to be put dow- ughhhhh," Snapes throat constricted as Owen silenced him with his hand around it. He shoved the man into the wall behind him and raised him up, as though he weighed nothing.

"You want to try to repeat that, Snape," Owen snarled, his eyes flashing from human to reptilian. Snape's eyes widened at this and his struggling increased.

"Owen," came Weasley's concerned voice shouted through his blood in his ears.

"WHAT?!" Owen screamed out, his glare landing on the red head, who flinched back. His eyes still held that reptilian feature. Everyone in the room stared at this.

"Y-you're gonna kill him, Owen!" Weasley shouted back.

Owen looked to Snape, who had begun to turn purple and his eyes loosing focus. He leaned forward, not letting go just yet, "Remember this, the next time you decide to insult something that belongs to me."

Snape gurgled in response, which Owen took as an affirmative. He let him go, and watched as he slid down the wall with satisfaction. There was a slow clapping that started from behind the group and they all turned to see Harry standing in the doorway.

"Bravo, Alpha," Harry said, gracefully stalking forward.

Owen saw his team tense, all starting to reach for their weapons at the threat. That is what he was, his human side whispered to him. Yes... came another part, a more silky, slithery, part. But, if you dominated him... he would be everything you could ever want. And more. He could give you a clutch... children...

"Wood," he said, staring at Harry, "call the chopper. Tell them to come to the island, immediately." His eyes met Harry's bright green ones.

"Well, you're finally making sense," came the British drawl from behind him as Wood rushed to do as commanded.

"Shut the fuck up, Snape," Owen snapped and he heard Snapes mouth shut with an audible click.

"Chopper will be here in three, sir," came the Scottish accent, wood putting his radio back on his vest.

Owen nodded, still not looking away from Harry. "Good. Gather your shit, and get ready to leave this island." He began to walk forward, "Zabini, follow me. You too, Omega." He exited the room, not bothering to see if they had begun to move.

As he entered the labs, he turned to his second and Harry. He looked Zabini dead in the eyes, "Zabini, listen closely." He leaned forward, "You found nothing. You found a shit ton of raptors. The video had nothing on it. The camera's were dead. I died. I tried to stave off a raptor attack. You got out and you left." Zabini's eyes widened with understanding. Owen was staying on the island. "Got it? This island is to be quaranteened. No one on, no one off." Owen glanced at Harry. "I'm staying."

Zabini glanced between the two, before nodding and heading out of the room. "Yes, sir."

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Ten minutes later saw Owen watching his last life line leave the island. He wouldn't need them now, though, he thought to himself. He turned as the chopped faded from view. He stopped short as he saw Blue come out of the brush. She clucked at him, softly, before padding forward and nudging him with her nose. He reached up and pat her gently.

He followed her through the jungle, though at a slower pace than she. She didn't seem impatient, occaisionally stopping and waiting for him to catch up. She would cluck to him, every now and then, as though she were a mother to him calling softly to her child. He smiled at her. Perhaps that was how she saw herself.

She finally led him into a clearing, though she didn't enter herself. She nosed his neck, licking under his chin, before turning to leave. He stepped forward, glancing around, cautiously. What on earth was this?

"Our mating grounds," came a voice. He felt arousal spike as he turned to the beauty. Harry was smiling at him, walking forward. "You have to fight me," he murmered, brushing his body close to Owens, who leaned into the touch. "You have to earn the right, Alpha." He grazed his hands over Owen's arms and pecs. "You have to earn me..." His tongue slithered out and he licked Owen's lips. "Alpha."

With that final word, Harry raised his hand and he used his claws to scratch Owen. Or, he would have, if Owen hadn't anticipated it and caught his arm. He pulled Harry to his chest, his arm immediately wrapping around the slightly smaller mans waist. Harry's mouth opened, in slight shock, and Owen didn't waste time before locking his lips to Harry's and drawing his tongue into Owen's mouth.

'God,' he thought, 'he tastes like perfection.' He felt his senses come alive as Harry drew back to try and claw at him with his other hand. Owen easily caught it, though and frowned. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. Every motion Harry made, during the attacks, had slowed. He saw Harry begin to get frustrated as he, Harry, tried to pull away from Owen.

Owen felt his body relax. His muscles felt like fluid, easy to manipulate and yet, somehow, he felt stronger. He blinked, a couple of times, as he smelled something... amazing. He smelled cinnamon, peaches and... musk? He scented the air, a couple of times, before realizing that the smell was the Omega near him. Harry smelled like this. Did he always?

"Mmm..." He hummed, leaning forward to smell some more. Would he always smell this way?

Suddenly, pain bloomed in his forehead. He cried out in shock, as he looked at Harry, who wore a smug smirk on his face. Harry had headbutted him! The sexy, little, shit! Owen dodged a couple of well aimed swipes, before getting fed up with it. He was, and has been, horny as fuck and he wasn't going to wait for Harry to finally say that he, Owen, had "earned the right". He reared up and tackled the hybrid to the ground.

Harry "oof'd" and struggled a bit. Owen flipped him to his stomach, as swiftly as possilble, and leaned over him. The struggle got more agressive, as Harry tried to buck him off, but then Owen leaned down and bit him on the neck, as hard as he could. The flavor of blood filled his mouth and he swore he had never tasted anything better.

Suddenly, all struggle stopped. Heavy panting was the only sound heard as Owen registered a new scent. Warmth, cinnamon and peaches were still there, but even stronger was the musk and... what was that? Owen couldn't figure it out, but he also noticed that there was a very heavy dampness on his crotch, which he knew wasn't from him. He slowly, carefully, removed his teeth from the flesh under him. He licked the wound, and wasn't surprised to see it already starting to close.

He pulled back, sitting on his haunches and looked down. Harry was crouched down on the ground, his beatuiful swell of an ass stuck up in the air, resting against his crotch. 'Fuck,' Owen thought. He was starting to sweat and that was when he realized he was still wearing his clothing. He ripped open his button down and threw it and the beater he wore under to the side. He gently patted Harry's bottom as he stood and removed the rest of his clothing in record time. His erection was killing him. Then again, he felt like he had been hard for the last twenty-four hours.

He knelt behind Harry. Harry cooed at him, a small moan escaping his lips, as he felt his Alpha rub against him. Owen lifted two fingers and gently probed the hole he found there. It was wet, and soft and the Omega before him preened and shuddered. Shit, he was wet. Two fingers slid easily into the hole and when Owen tried the third, it was like butter.

"I'm made for you, Alpha," Harry whispered, wiggling his hips. "I need you, please."

Owen, for all his pride, was not a saint. No one could resist that. He lined up his cock to the hole and thrust in. The warm heat he met there was like nothing else. Harry was both loose and tight. It was like he was made for him. His eyes squeezed shut and he tried to catch his breath. Fuck, fuck... fuck. He pulled back and then moved back in.

Harry squeezed his inner muscles as he felt Alpha moving within him. He needed this. He wanted this. Alpha grabbed a handful of his hair and jerked his head back. Harry followed the movement until his back was pressed to Alpha's muscular chest. This caused Owen to go deeper into Harry and hit Harry's prostate. Harry called out, shuddering and squeezing Alpha so hard, Alpha had to stop moving.

"Hah!" Owen shouted, knowing full well what happened. "Ha... did I... oh, fuck... did I hit something you like, Harry?" He asked, his thrusts conitinuing. This sex felt different. It felt more intense than anything else. And... stronger, somehow. His dick was tingling too, which was new. Not that he was complaining. "You like that, Omega?" He whispered into the hybrids ear before adding another well aimed his to Harry's prostate.

"Yeah... uhn... yes, Alpha!" Harry shouted back, not knowing what to do. He could only kneel there, allowing his Alpha to do whatever he desired.

His thrust became more erratic and his grip became tighter. The tingling in his dick became stronger, but the pleasure he was receiving from it was by far greater than his worry. "Ah... oh fuck, oh, fuck!" He thrust in one last time. He felt his dick begin to squirt his come and something erupt from the shaft. 'Wh-what was that?' he thought. He wanted to say it, but was too out of breath.

"Oh, Alpha, yes!" Harry shouted, as he too began to come. Hot spurts hit his chest and landed on Alpha's arm, which was wrapped around him. He felt his Alpha's barbs dig into his channel, ensuring the closing of his hole.

Owen tilted them to the side, and genlty laid them on the ground. He had already tried to remove his penis from within Harry, but it wouldn't budge. Harry had seemed worried, so Owen would ask about it later. Right now, a nap next to his mate sounded perfect.

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Owen opened his eyes and jerked back as fast as he could. Color! Everywhere... color. Pain shot in his head and he lifted his hands to cover his eyes. He felt incredibly long nails on the tips of his fingers make contact with his forhead. Shaking, he pulled his hands away and carefully opened his eyes.

Sure enough, claws now grew where his nails used to be. His skin had remained the same color, though he could see the skins were now scaled. He glanced around, the clearing was empty, but he could see more than before. He could see the texture of the trees and thier leaves. He could see the spider that crawled up one, some twenty feet high. He could hear better, as well. In fact, he knew that one of the raptors were about to enter the clearing.

Blue trotted in, giving him an apprasing look, before moving forward. "Alpha," she said, dipping her head.

Owen's eyes widened at her word. So... he spoke raptor now? "Blue." He responded, getting to his feet. "Where is Harry?" She tilted her head at his question, before glancing behind her. Harry trotted into the clearing. Owen frowned when he realized he couldn't hear him.

"I can't hear you moving, either, Alpha," Harry smiled. He walked forward and wrapped his arms around Owen, who returned the gesture. "I have news."

Owen closed his eyes and smiled, he knew too. He could smell it. "You are pregnant." He whispered.

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AN: And Finished! You're all welcome. I have taken what was supposed to be a oneshot and turned it into a three part fic. For you. Bitches.

LOL. Okay, it was fun. It was more than I thought I should do for it, considering it was supposed to be a oneshot, but I suppose it is difficult to leave that first chapter into one, and then I totally cliffed that second chapter. I know. I'm the bitch. Its cool.

Please IM if you have any Harry Potter crossovers you desire. I HAVE TO RECOGNIZE THEM TO BE ABLE TO DO THEM! So, ya know, heads up.