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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 11

Hermione had been introduced to Hogwarts quietly. On the afternoon of the start of fifth year, she had been sorted privately in Dumbledore’s office and had been placed in Gryffindor. The Gryffindor house had accepted her immediately, seeing as Harry and Ron already seemed to be best friends with her. Obviously, no one except Harry and the Weasleys knew about her lycanthropy, for clear prejudice and safety reasons. She did as Remus Lupin did, taking days off during the full moon to recover and get her strength back again, though she did not require as much time to recover – she was off the day of the full moon due to aggressive and violent behaviour, had a few hours to get her head straight in the following morning, had a large meat based breakfast and a Pepper-Up potion and then returned to her classes by one or two in the afternoon. These absences were blamed on her female cycle. No one suspected a thing.

!”!

In the dank dark cells of Azkaban, Fenrir Greyback sat as miserable as he had been every day for the past two years, ever since he’d lost his mate. He sat on the mattress on the floor, curled up in a ball, his head buried in his knees with his arms wrapped around his legs. His black hair, once handsomely ruffled and clean, was now dirty and unkempt, covered in grease and grime. His fingernails were long and dirt covered, sharp from dragging them down the walls. He wore tattered and soiled Azkaban black and grey rags that hung off his tall frame. Being in Azkaban without his mate had unhinged Fenrir, making him prone to mood swings, aggression and wild. Sometimes, he thought he even heard voices in his head, whispering things to him, though he couldn’t tell if they were his or someone else’s.

There were the usual shouts and screams from the inmates, ranging from screams of insanity to pleas of fear. He tried to tune them out as much as possible but his sensitive hearing meant that he could hear every syllable that was spoken on his floor, and even some on the floor above or below him. As he shifted against the wall to count the tiles on the wall opposite for the thousandth time, he was shocked when all suddenly went quiet. He stood up slowly and cautiously as terrified screams and joyous shouts started, and then fell against the wall when the ground shook with the sound of an explosion. He stumbled to stand up when everything went dark as the few candles in his cell extinguished themselves. He waited for several minutes before he heard a light scraping on the other side of the huge metal door separating him from the corridor.

The door swung open and a blinding white light flooded his cell, though he refused to shield his eyes or turn his head. The light faded away as someone entered his cell. A bundle of clean soft clothes were thrown at him and he caught them smoothly, though surprised and excited as he knew what was happening.

“Get dressed, Greyback, we’re outta here.”

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Harry had just arrived at the Burrow a few days before their sixth year at Hogwarts was due to begin. He, Ron and Hermione were sitting in Ron’s room.

“So, what’s been going on?” Harry asked as they lounged back.

“Nothing much. Though…” Hermione trailed off.

Ron cleared his throat and softly said, “Mum kind of lost it a few days ago. She said Hogwarts wasn’t safe and we had no business going back.”

“What? That’s ridiculous! Dumbledore’s there!”

“There’s been a bit of talk. About Dumbledore. People think that he’s…Getting kind of old.”

“No way. He’s only, what?”

“150?” Ron guessed. Hermione laughed and the boys joined in, amused their little joke, unaware of the danger of their situation.

!”!

A few days later, Harry, Hermione and the Weasleys were in Diagon Alley, shopping for their school supplies. Once they had purchased everything and sent it back to the Burrow, they decided to pop into Fred and George’s new shop. The shop was full to the brim of children looking at practical jokes and their anxious parents hoping that they wouldn’t be the victims of Puking Pastilles or Canary Creams.

“Step up, step up!” Fred cried. George bellowed offers through the shop, and then they approached Hermione and Ginny.

“Hello, ladies.” Hermione blushed as they winked at her as she and Ginny examined the Love Potions. Fred and George teased Ginny about her new boyfriend, Dean Thomas, and then she stormed off. Hermione felt eyes on her, so she raised her head to meet them and paused as she saw an attractive boy looking at her lustily. For a split second, she felt a little joy that a boy was noticing her, but then out of nowhere, a deep loathing and odd loyalty shot through her. She turned away and put the Love Potion back.

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“Harry, is it just me or do Draco and Mummy look like two people who don’t want to be followed?” Ron asked as he looked out the broken burnt-out window of the old Olivander’s wand shop. Harry immediately swooped into action, darting out the shop and beginning to follow the Malfoys into Knockturn Alley.

“Harry!” Hermione snapped, following him, with Ron in tow. They followed the Malfoys through the back streets of Knockturn Alley and paused when they saw them turn into a shop, as a man with dogs walked past. Hermione groaned, making the boys look at her. “Dogs don’t like me.” As she said that, the dogs started barking and howling, dragging their owner along behind them as they shot off. Above the trio’s heads, the shop window lit up in the next alley. They climbed up onto the roof of a small building. They stayed silent as they watched the Malfoys meet with a man and a woman, and then walk into another shop. Hermione gasped as she caught a scent.

Harry demanded, “Who is it?”

“Bellatrix Lestrange and Fenrir Greyback.”

A minute passed until Draco walked up to a blanket-covered object and pulled the cloth off, revealing an odd cabinet. They saw him run a hand over it and then they had to duck down as Fenrir Greyback turned around and looked out of the window, before closing the curtains. They all sighed in relief and disappointment, and then hopped down off the roof. As Hermione jumped, her shoe fell off and bounced into a nearby shadow. The boys had started to walk off so she simply stood up and went to the shadow. As she crouched down and reached forward, she felt a presence to her side and froze. Pausing, she smelt who it was and nearly choked on her fear. He was a lot faster and stronger than her, but she had to try. Grabbing her shoe, she shot round and ran. However, she only got a few feet before she was grabbed and hauled back against a body by strong arms.

“Got you at last.” And she was Apparated away.
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