Hello!

Ok, first attempt at comedy. I've been working on this all day and I wanted to get it out! I was going to make this an one shot, but its almost 4 am and I am tired. So please review and let me know what you think!

"Come on Bambi! Its Halloween and you need to get into your costume!"

Harry couldn't believe what his Godfather wanted him to attend. This year Remus was going to be celebrating the festivities with his pack.

Fernir Grayback's pack to be exact.

The war was over and everyone was free and an adult. Meaning this year, the second year without the psycho, everyone was catching up on the things they had missed out on. In the two years since the fall of the Dark Side, truths were coming out and no one had realized just how Sadistic Voldemort really was till then. It turns out Grayback was a good guy and his pack had been kept in prison for years to control him.

Thus he was free of all charges and a huge portion of the Forbidden Forest was given to him and his pack. Weres from miles around had come to join him and people from packs across Europe had come to talk with him. Without meaning to, Grayback had turned into the Alpha of England's Werewolf Packs.

Gods, just thinking of the big hunk of sexy meat on a stick made Harry's stick nice and hard. The man was a perfect specimen of Male-ness. 6'7, full of muscle, long silver (not gray) hair that reached his elbows. Tight brown nipples, a generous dusting of hair all over and permanent three day beard. Harry, when visiting Remus, once happened upon him washing in a river by mistake. It was a hot sunny day in July and Harry was going to get water the old fashioned way. And Harry discovered that the man had no fat anywhere! And he was hung. Like please-don't-kill-me-with-that hung. Harry wouldn't be surprised if he had one time killed someone with it.

But what a way to go.

He had been so shocked and surprised and in awe of the man that even when fernir looked right at him with an amused smirk, all Harry could do was babble, go bright red, turn and run. Harry knew that Grayback was and Alphas Alpha and could and would punish someone who was like Harry for looking him in the eye. Grayback was famous for not like Wizards, not that anyone blamed him, so what Wizards were allowed on his land always treaded very carefully. Harry had pretended to be sick from the heat and booked it back to his nice dark house. Harry really didn't want to have to hear from the perfect Warrior's mouth how disgusting he thought Harry was. Harry had fully intended to never set foot back there nor think about that mouth watering perfection again.

Ever.

But in his hasty planning he forgot one thing.

Remus and Sirius were mated and split their time between both homes. And since Harry lived with Sirius and Remus he moved with them. He had tried everything to get out of going to this party. Harry had mananged to avoid going back to the Packs land since July and didn't want to destroy his record now. He even thought of hitting his cousin up to catch up on old times. When that thought popped in his head, Harry knew he was desperate. But the Weasley's were in another country with Bill, Hermione was with them seeing as how she married Ron and as much as he loved Shamus and Dean, he didn't want to watch them make out all night.

So as you can see, Harry Potter was fucked.

Which brings us back to the now.

Harry, sitting on his bed, wallowing in sorrow and refusing to let his Godfather or his Mate in his bedroom. They had no idea why had refused to go, just that something caused Harry to never set foot back on the Packs land. Harry thought he had been very good at hiding it too. He didn't just freak out when Graybacks name was brought up, no he freaked out whenever talk of him going there was bought up.

See? They had no clue as to what could possibly be wrong.

Harry always was the Master at hiding things.

"Come on Harry, stop being a baby and get dressed. We know what happened with Alpha and he is not upset or anything of the sort."

Harrys jaw dropped. How did they know?

Harry rushed over to the door and opened it a thousand questions on his lips. The usual: how, what, who, your just telling me now? Questions that anyone would ask, but Harry was speaking so fast and so high pitched that Sirius decided to put an end to the questions and simply threw Harry over his shoulder, turned on his heel and walked back to his and Remus's room. Harry was silent for but a moment before he began to thrash, trying to beat the crap out of Sirius back side. Striding into his room Sirius threw Harry down on the bed, watching as he bounced a few times.

"Got him Remus. Had to let the wolf out of the bag to get him out of his bedroom though, he knows we know just whom he has a problem with."

Remus just sighed knowing this was only going to make things worse in the long run.

"We agreed to let Fernir handle this Sirius. He agreed that if Harry didn't want to go then he didn't have to. That he would be fine with meeting with him another day."

"Meet me? I see no need for that. We already met and shook hands and are on good terms. We don't need to meet."

Remus watched as his cub tripped over his own limbs trying to move to the headboard. It always amused him just how awkward Harry was. The boy would trip over air and has on several occasions. The name Bambi really did fit him. He was short, 4'11, wild curly hair that fell to his shoulders, was all knobby knees, button nose, huge green eyes and really thin no matter how much Remus tried to fatten him up.

He was beyond cute and adorable.

Harry hated it.

When people meet Harry they can never believe he is The Harry Potter.

The last time Harry was on Pack land was an eye opening day. They were eating lunch when Harry wanted to go to the river to get fresh water. He hadn't been gone 10 minutes when he rushed back in, grabbed all his things, spoke of not feeling well and left. Trying to figure out what could have happened, they had been interrupted by a naked, wet, Alpha wanting to talk. It turned out Harry had stumbled across him while bathing and had run. After talking some more the two of them, Remus and Sirius, agreed to let Alpha mate with Harry without interference. The Alpha understood that Remus was torn between loyalty to him and the pack and loyalty to an important member of his family. They had shared some aspects of Harry's childhood with him and some of his tells so he would know how to proceed.

Alpha had been patient since July for Harry to return, but that was at an end and Alpha wanted his Mate now. While he told them he was ok with Harry not coming to the party, he also told them that he would be going to get him if he didn't.

"Harry, there is no need to be embarrassed if you saw the old wolf naked. I've seen him naked, Remus has seen him naked. He walks around the place naked."

"But Paddy, He's so him... And I'm so me!"

Harry stated this while making wild gestures with his hands to indicate how different they were. He then dramatically threw himself into the pillows moaning.

"Dear Merlin Moony! I think he's dying! He must been with how he's acting!"

"No Dear Padfoot. He's just been around you for far too long."

Harry looked up glaring at both of them, before sighing in defeat.

"You two are going to make me go huh?"

"Yep! So strip so you can be fit for the party!"

"Sirius! Don't be so crass to him!"

Laughing for the first time that day Harry stripped to his skivvies before taking the pile of clothing Remus held out to him.

"Oh hell no!"

"What's wrong? I picked it out myself. I think you might get a certain eye with that on." Sirius exclaimed.

"Wrong? It's missing pieces!"

"No cub its not. And no Sirius, you didn't pick this outfit out. You wanted to get the panda outfit."

"Pandas are the ultimate prey food. And it would have been cute."

Sighing at his Mate and thinking of how he would punish him later for this Remus turned back to Harry before speaking again.

"We have a spell to put a deer tail on you along with little deer horns on your head and change your ears to little deer ears. The outfit will also allow you to see some spotting along you sides and neck that are just like a bambi's spots. We also have a nifty little spell that will put a gold dusting all over your body and focus it on certain areas, like your cheeks and such."

Harry's whole body went bright red at that thought. He was being dressed up to look like a grass eating prey for Halloween and the party they were going to was in the middle of Werewolf territory. He was going to die.

"You picked this out Remus?"

"Yes I did. Don't worry. It's a big thing for Werewolf's to dress up in prey outfits. It's funny to us. There are contests and everything. I'm going as a squirrel and Sirius is going as a bunny rabbit. Your 19 years old. It's ok for you to wear this."

"But I'm not a werewolf and I'm ugly. I can't pull this off! And there are parts missing!"

The outfit in question was based off an Ancient Greek costume. It was two long yards of a white cloth, long enough to hit the floor, that draped off his shoulders showing a good portion of his chest and back. The two lengths were tied in knots at the top and were held to his body by a champagne gold strip of see through fabric that would be wrapped around his torso. The shoes were hardly there gold sandals and there was a horizontal slit in the back where his "tail" would slip through. From the placement of the slit, Harry could tell that the tail would be as low down on his torso as it could go. Probably just above his crack if not in it!

There was no underwear.

Sirius and Remus stared at Harry for a few minutes. It was not a nice stare, but one of anger. They had been through this argument many times before and were not happy that Harry still had these thoughts in his head. Remus looked at Sirius then back at Harry. His eyes took on a golden tint and Harry knew he was in trouble. Remus may not be Alpha of the pack, but he was a strong Werewolf and was the Alpha of this family.

"You are going and you are going to wear this outfit. Now get dressed and then I will add the finishing touches.

Harry couldn't believe how many people were at this shindig. Not only were the cottages decorated but the forest seemed to be joining in as well. There were campfires everywhere, children were running around, games were being played and everyone was having a great time.

And Remus was right. Everyone was dressed up in "prey" outfits. The children were different creatures, muggles, wizards, trolls, goblins etc. Harry could have sworn he saw a spiderman at one point. But all the adults were dressed as bunnies, birds, rabbits, turtles, moose, deer and so on. But the difference between them and him was that even Werewolf submissives were massive beings filled with muscles, covered in scars, and knew how to kick ass. The shortest one Harry had met was a female who was 5'11; a whole 12 inches taller than Harry. It was like the Viking race of myth still existed right here.

Being a Were meant living a tough life and Harry knew he would die if he had to fight one. Walking along Harry couldn't help but notice that each person would stop and look him over, some just looking to see and some would straight up leer and would start to go towards him when someone from Fernir's pack would stop them, whispers something and then the person would turn away. Some would wave him over to talk and he did enjoy that. But each time they commented on his outfit Harry would turn bright pink causing his tail to twitch which made the Weres want to tickle it. So not cool.

It didn't help that he felt so exposed. He was terrified that a breeze would blow up his costume and he would show the world his "gold dusting". Remus had refused to allow him to wear a jacket, saying he didn't need one, but it was cold out! True, all the bodies did help and so did the fires but still! October!

Harry was slowly making his way to the center of the village looking for his family when the crowd parted and Harry saw the Alpha. He was dressed in brown leather pants that looked so soft. He wore boots of Brown leather with fur lining and a knife strapped to his thigh. He wore thick gauntlets of bronze and he had thick bands of bronze wrapped tightly around each biceps. Around his neck was one of those braded necklaces that the Vikings were famous for wearing around his trunk of a neck with the knotted ends resting against his prominent collar bones. But what startled him out of his admiration were the females surrounding him. True valkyries that had come for their great Warrior.

Harry knew that if Vikings were still around Fernir would be one without even trying. Wiping his chin to check for drool, Harry forced himself to look away. He had never felt more ridiculous then he did right then. He was made up to look like a girly deer, a 12 year old girly deer and here he was wasting time dreaming over someone who had worthy sexy female Werewolfs from different countries begging for his attention.

Quickly stepping away, Harry headed for his hut looking forward to getting home. But before he got more than two steps on his path, Sirius called out to him. Turning back around Harry saw his Godfather standing next to Remus whom was next to Fernir. And they were all looking at him leaving him no choice but to head over.

He was moving out tomorrow.