AUTHOR'S NOTES:

This was my 2013 Bill-Ficathon Fest (bill-ficathon . livejournal . com) entry. The fest is over and reveals are out, so now I can post this for you here. This fanfic is multi-chaptered, but is already finished. I will post a chapter up every week until it's done. Here was the prompt I worked from:

Prompt: Draco Malfoy; Werewolves mate by the light of the full moon. Werewolf bite victims just get excessively horny; fluff & lovey smut.

Thank you to my beta goddess and wonderful friend, UL! Thank you to the Mod for putting on this fest again. I really had fun trying something new and was challenged by the prompt!

This is my first attempt at a Bill x Draco fic, and a second attempt at a fic with Bill as the lead character. I hope you enjoy this take on the trope!

DISCLAIMER: "Harry Potter" is the property of J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. This fanfiction was written entirely for fun, not for profit, and no copyright infringement is intended.

TIMELINE: Post-Hogwarts, EWE (year: 2005).

MAIN CHARACTERS FEATURED (alphabetical order, last name): Draco Malfoy, Bill Weasley

SUMMARY: Since Fenrir Greyback's death, Bill Weasley's been different. His wife divorced him and moved out, his children were taken from him, and he has become a man bent on hedonistic self-destruction as a result – much as Greyback had been. Bill's self-loathing and self-doubt are tested, however, by his new-found relationship with Draco Malfoy. The blond who played a role in Bill's initial lycanthropy infection ironically also survived an attack by Greyback in the years after the war, and now Malfoy is seeking someone to be his Lykaion – his dominant Alpha pack leader. Can Bill become the man he was meant to be –the man he and Draco need him to be– before it's too late for both of them?

RATING: NC-17 (MA)

WARNINGS: Explicit homosexual situations (including frotting, oral sex, and intercourse to include werewolf mating impulses – i.e. scenting, mounting from behind, biting, howling); Implied rape (in the past, not on-screen); Explicit profanity; Characters OOC for the sake of this plot

Notes: "Leikos" = Greek for "wolf". "Lykaios" = Greek for "wolfish/wolf-like". "Lykaion" = A mountain in Greece, known as "Wolf Mountain". "Lyka" = Greek root word for "wolf". For the sake of this fic, I have decided a Lykaion is the term for an Alpha male werewolf and 'Lyka' is the term for a werewolf who is either a Beta, a member of the middle order, or an Omega within the pack structure (can be male or female).

FIRE

By: RZZMG

At half-past ten, Bill heads out the door of Shell Cottage. He leaves his jacket behind on its wall peg; the club will be too hot for it, and anyway, he's determined that tonight, he's going to do some serious grinding with someone and doesn't want too many clothes in the way.

As he prepares to Apparate away from the soothing sounds of the ocean outside his front door to head into the noisy bustle of London proper, he feels that hot, tight catch in his chest at the thought of once again clutching silky, platinum hair in his fist.

Tonight, there's a full moon, and he's determined that he's going to taste the sweat on Draco Malfoy's throat as he fucks him raw.

And, afterwards…?

He knows what the other man really wants, but shit, it's too big an issue to consider right now. Bill's just not ready to think about the possibility. Besides, he's not sure he can be what Draco wants beyond just what's on the surface.

Sex he can give, though – give it good and hard. He can deliver those goods and then some.

Maybe that'll be enough for both of them.

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Draco has waited for the rising of this night's moon since the last time it was full with monstrous anticipation, denying himself the pleasure of indulging in some private time with his hand in the hopes that he will be back at their little playground for another round of flirtation, frotting, and kissing… and maybe more.

Perhaps tonight, Draco will get lucky and finally be able to seduce William Weasley into coming home with him to his flat.

Every Saturday for the last three weeks, he and the eldest Weasley son have met at the Muggle nightclub, Fire, in Soho. They've shared gin from the same glass, stroked against each other with their shirts off while a heavy beat throbbed around them, shaking the walls with its deep bass, and they've tasted the liquor and lust on each other's tongues. They've rubbed their hard erections together through their tight pants while leaning against walls or bar stools. But the trousers have always stayed on and their hands have never drifted to bare skin beneath belts, and there's been nothing but sexual frustration in the aftermath.

Not tonight, he vows. Tonight, things change between them one way or another… because, truthfully, Draco's sick of feeling so alone, so unwanted. He's tired of being someone without a purpose or a reason. It's hard to get up every morning, and at night, he stares at his ceiling with a sense of hopelessness that no amount of drinking can chase away.

He needs what only William can give him.

If only the stubborn fool would see the truth staring him in the eye every time he looks in a mirror!

Well, tonight Draco's going to change everything between them with three simple words. Tonight, he's remaking his life - and William Weasley's.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Author's Notes:

Please review! Were you intrigued just a little by what's going on with these characters and where they will go from here? Next chapter coming next week. Hope you'll keep reading!

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Preview of chapter 2:

Pack always calls to pack, and Draco is helpless to its pull once more.

Heart pounding in his mouth, he closes his eyes and whispers, "Lykaion, I'm here."

Heat curls along his spine as he senses that William has stopped cold in the middle of the room, having heard Draco's acknowledgement of his submissive status in those three simple words...

Even without seeing him, he can hear the dominant male's reply over the blaring noise surrounding them:

"Stay there."