The Girl Amongst The Wolves | By : albamezzora Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Fenrir Views: 27847 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The Girl Amongst The Wolves
Chapter 9
Same Night
Fenrir had always been a light sleeper and was lying in his bed staring at the ceiling. It was 3am. Occasionally he looked over to Hermione and saw that she’d been in the same position for nearly an hour. That was unusual. He was about to turn onto his side to try and get more comfortable when he heard faint voices outside. And they weren’t from the Pack.
!”!
“How many, Alastor?” Dumbledore asked as they stood in the trees around the camp.
“About fifty.”
“And we have thirty. Call the Ministry for back-up. We’ll need it. When they get here, we attack.”
!”!
Fenrir quietly got out of bed and padded his way to the door. He didn’t open it, just listened carefully. After hearing people talk about attacking, his hackles rose and he walked over to Hermione. He shook her awake.
“Huh? What?”
“Stay quiet. The camp is under attack.”
“Oh, my God. What are we going to do?” She asked as she got out of bed and pulled a pair of jeans on. An odd combination, jeans and a nightgown but she didn’t care.
“Underneath the camp, there’s a series of catacombs that we built. They lead to every hut.” He pulled back a rug and revealed a trap door. He opened it and guided Hermione to sit on the edge of it. It was just a long tunnel dug into the dirt and supported by wooden beams. “Go down and go to every hut. Wake everyone and get them into the tunnels. Don’t let them go outside.” He lowered her down into the tunnel. It went so deep that he had to drop her a little. She stood up and there was about two and a half feet from her head to the bottom of the hut.
“What are you going to do?” She asked.
“I’ll handle it.” He closed the trap door. Unknown to Hermione, he covered it up with the rug again and pushed the chest of drawers over it.
!”!
In the tunnel, Hermione shakily took some calming breaths and started to walk. She walked for a minute or so in the only direction available, looking above and around her for similar trap doors. She found none.
“What the hell?” She picked up her pace until she was full on running and then came to a dead-end. She cursed and started to walk back. And then stopped. There were voices coming from the other end of the tunnel. And they weren’t from the Pack.
!”!
Fenrir opened the door to the hut and immediately bolted for the ‘Beta’ hut, yelling at the top of his voice.
“Henry! We’re under attack!”
The Aurors and Order members heard him and charged into the camp, throwing spells. The Alpha’s voice had rung through the entire camp and everyone was awaking. Men charged outside, transforming into their wolf forms and began fighting the intruders. But they were outnumbered. The fight didn’t last long, with some of the males being killed and their mates dying minutes later. Fenrir and the remaining Pack members were bound while some of the Aurors and Dumbledore searched the huts. They rounded up the remaining members until they came to Fenrir’s hut. An Auror immediately noticed the chest of drawers, heaved it up, pulled up the rug and they opened the trap door.
“If you don’t mind, Mr Dumbledore, I’ll go first.”
“By all means, Daniel.”
The Auror jumped down into the tunnel and Albus followed more elegantly. They walked, illuminating their wands as they went. It wasn’t long before they came to the dead-end. They saw Hermione curled up in a ball in the corner. She looked up and glared at them as they slowly approached, dimming their wands a little so the light was less harsh for the girl.
“Don’t come any closer!” She snarled.
“Take it easy, dear.” Dumbledore chided.
“Dumbledore, she’s a werewolf! Don’t coddle her!”
“She’s still a child.”
“I’m not a child! I’m fourteen!”
“May I ask your name, child?”
“I’m hardly going to tell you that! Get away from me!”
“It’s alright, child.” He put his hands in front of him.
“Back off!” She stood up and pressed herself against the dead-end wall.
“Dumbledore, just Stun her or whatever!”
“Daniel, calm down.” He ordered the Auror in his ‘Headmaster’ tone of voice. He turned back to Hermione and continued to smile gently. “Is Fenrir Greyback your father?” He’d never heard of Fenrir having children but who knew exactly what went on in the Pack.
“No!”
“Do you know who Fenrir Greyback is?”
“Don’t treat me like I’m stupid!”
“Of course. I’m sorry, my dear. But I need you to come with us; it’s not safe in these tunnels.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you!” Dumbledore started to slowly advance on her. “Get away from me!”
“What’s your name, child?”
“Stay away from me! If Fenrir finds you here-”
“Fenrir will not find us here because he is outside with the rest of your Pack.” Dumbledore interrupted sternly. “Now, child, tell me your name.” He ordered firmly.
“…Hermione Granger.”
The name was familiar to him. Daniel recognised her before Dumbledore. “Merlin! It’s that girl that disappeared five years ago!”
“Yes…It would fit. The girl was nine when she vanished…Well, I believe we’ve solved the case of Hermione Granger. But what are you doing here, child?”
“Fenrir has always told me not to talk to strangers.”
“Very wise advice. However, it’s for your best interest that you tell me.”
She debated whether to tell him or not. In the end, she decided it couldn’t do any harm. “He brought me here after he bit me.”
“When was that?”
“I was nearly ten.”
“Does he let you leave the camp?”
“Why should I need to? I have everything I need here. And he takes care of me.”
“Merlin, he’s a paedophile.” Daniel murmured.
“Thank you, Daniel.” Dumbledore said sternly. “What do you mean he takes care of you?”
“He looks after me. He watches over me, he feeds me, he clothes me, he gives me a place to live…”
“Dumbledore…” Daniel said suspiciously, but the old man gently shushed him.
“How does he treat you?”
“He treats me fine.”
“Has he hurt you at all?” Her eyes flicked back and forth a few times. “It’s okay now, Hermione, he can’t hurt you here.”
“He’s only hit me a few times. But I deserved it for being bad.”
“Did he tell you that you deserved it?” Her eyes flickered again. “Has he mistreated you any other way?”
“He lies sometimes.” She murmured.
“What does he lie about?”
“He didn’t tell me I was hrs mate.”
Dumbledore and Daniel looked worriedly at each other and then Daniel whispered to Dumbledore.
“If we take her…”
“I know.” Dumbledore stroked his chin pensively. “Could you excuse us for a minute, dear?” He stood up and ushered Daniel a few feet away. Hermione watched as they whispered for a few minutes. Daniel left, and then returned a minute later, followed by a woman with pink hair.
“Hermione, this is Nymphadora Tonks.”
“Hi, Hermione.” Tonks said with a smile.
“Hello.” She said quietly.
“Can I talk to you for a bit, Hermione?” Tonks asked.
“Okay.”
“Thanks.” Tonks slowly approached her and sat next to her, leaning against the wall.
Dumbledore and Daniel watched on for a few minutes before Hermione nodded and stood up with Tonks. Tonks wrapped an arm gently around the girl’s shoulders and they walked over to the men.
“Hermione’s going to come out with us now.”
“Wonderful. Shall we?” Dumbledore said softly. Hermione nodded again and let herself be led through the tunnel, into the cabin and out into the camp. She saw her remaining Pack mates gathered in a circle, surrounded by the Aurors. Fenrir looked around the now ruined camp before he saw Hermione, being guided away.
“Hermione!” He tried to lunge for her but he was Stunned by an Auror, and his world went dark.
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