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I Am Wolf	By : LadyFreak Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13922 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor to I make any money from this story. These characters are JKR's, I just play with them.

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A/N ok made a deal with myself... either 30 reviews or 3100 views and i would post the next chapter. I really do hate to keep you all hanging, but its the best way to break these chapters down.

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Four paws slammed into hard stone, propelling the brown wolf forward. The smell of magic in the air was accompanied with the smell of blood and many other unpleasantries. A battlefield was no place for a wolf’s sensitive nose.

Still she ran.

The smells got stronger, but she knew couldn’t stop. She had to get to him. Green eyes were burned into her mind. She had to get there. No one would stand in her way.

She could feel a pulse of power coming from the center of the battlefield and headed straight for it.

Suddenly she saw a blur of golden fur headed straight for her. She rolled expecting him to have collided with her, but he kept running in the direction she had been heading. I know you, Hermione thought to herself. Loba recognized her mate, but remembered the conversations from earlier. Battle first. Everything else will come after.

Getting her bearings she continued on. She could see a mighty battle waging. A man with messy black hair faced a snake-like creature. The black haired man battled with all he was, and it was obvious he was getting tired.

She could see the golden wolf circling the battling pair, unsure of what to do. She growled at his cowardice and continued running, knocking over people who stood in her path and heading straight for the snake-like man. She dove sideways to avoid green lights that came flying towards her. She heard a howl of anguish as she jumped and bit down on the arm that held the piece of wood he seemed to be using for battle. Bones broke beneath her strong jaws and blood poured into her mouth. She tugged at the arm and scratched at the man’s chest, doing as much damage as she could, continuously moving so that a direct shot would be impossible.

Suddenly, she let go with a yelp. The blood in her mouth and in her throat began to burn. Any place the blood had touched her burned like acid.

She growled at the man and anyone who attempted to approach and help him. The black haired man continued with his battle so she stumbled off to the side to keep away from misfires and allow him the chance to finish his mission.

Fighting the instinct to wipe her muzzle with her paws, the wolf used the rest of her strength to run off the battlefield, trying to put as much distance between herself and the enemy. She heard a loud cheer go up from behind her and hoped the battle was won for the good. She kept running though. She needed water... needed cooling off. Her skin was on fire.

Following her nose to a lake, the wolf jumped in, letting the water cool her damaged mouth and muzzle. From her place in the water, she heard the cheering continue.

Unable to keep on her legs anymore, she dragged herself to the shore, where she collapsed whimpering while trying not to pass out. Just before darkness stole her away, she saw the golden wolf approach and lay beside her. His scent relaxed her and enveloped her in the feeling of safety. Her ears picked up footsteps and growling before she lost complete consciousness.

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Severus fought and killed those who called him brother. He was never their brother, or at least not for a long time.

When Harry finally faced Voldemort, most of the battles quieted. Both sides watched fervently, knowing the result was too important to either side. Thanks to lack of attention, Severus got away to see if he could help the boy. It was obvious he was getting tired and Weasley was knocked out cold behind him.

He watched a golden wolf approach the battle and begin to circle the battling duo. He was no doubt trying to figure how to get into the battle without getting himself killed.

A yell rose up from behind him and he watched as the brown wolf charged forward, teeth bared. She didn’t even seem to notice anyone but those in the main battle.

Any confusion in Severus’ mind was put away as he watched the wolf diving between spells and suddenly leap at the Dark Lord. He froze in place, knowing she didn’t understand the effect the blood would have on her.

She clamped her jaws on the arm of the Dark Lord and cracks could be heard across the field. Severus watched her scratch and pull while the wizard tried this hardest to get her off.

Suddenly the wolf yelped and let go. After making sure no one was approaching them, she stumbled and ran off. Severus looked at Harry and they raised their wands together “Avada Kedavra!” they yelled in unison. The Dark Lord fell. His eyes glazed over with death before his body began to crumble and turn to ash.

A mighty roar went up as Death Eaters grabbed their arms, Severus included. When the burning stopped, there was just a white outline of what was once the dark mark and Death Eaters were bound on the ground having been bound while the burning was coursing through their arms. Others had been bound silently when the Dark Lord and Potter began to battle.

Severus watched the golden wolf running off and decided to follow. They ended up at the edge of the lake where the brown wolf was lying, breathing erratically. Her fur was covered in blood and he couldn’t tell if it was hers or not. He looked over her again and noted her raw muzzle and paws, which continued to bleed. Severus stepped forward but was stopped by a growl.

He looked at the wolf in question. “If I do not tend to her she will die.” The golden wolf whimpered at him and took a step back.

Severus took off his cloak and stepped forward. He laid the cloak over the wolf before picking her up and carrying her into the castle.

Pops of apparition could be heard as Aurors transported Death Eaters to the ministry holding cells. Inside the castle, wails of the mourning echoed through the halls. Unsure of where to go, Severus headed into the Great Hall.

A low clapping began as he carried the girl into the hall. By the time Severus had her laid down in a corner, the hall was loud with applause. It died off as Harry ran up to him, “Is she…” he started, unable to finish as he looked at the muzzle of the wolf. “What happened?”

“The Dark Lord saw fit to make his blood acidic to any werewolf who tried to bite him. Why do you think they never took him down before?”

“Why didn’t you tell us this? She wouldn’t have…”

“Are you sure about that Potter?” Severus interrupted. “You know Miss Granger better than most. Are you so sure that if she knew of the consequences her actions would have been different?”

“What do we do?” He glanced at the golden wolf who lay down beside her.

“The sun is rising, let her change and we will take care of her then. We need privacy. Leave the golden wolf alone. Anyone who approaches will need to address him first. Call Madam Pomfrey as soon as you can. Find Remus.” Harry looked at the professor sadly. “What is it Potter?”

“Professor” his voice cracked at the dawning look on the usually snarky face. “Remus Lupin…”

Severus' face paled, and he suddenly knew he didn't want to hear what the boy had to say. “No”

“...died while saving a group of students from the Lestranges. He was able to take them out, but not before one of them let off the killing curse.”

“NO!”

“Sir…” He tried again, but Severus was already running through the hall, looking for his friend.

He found him on the other side of the hall, in human form, ashen.

Anyone present that day does not speak of it. The pain and misery felt in the cry let out by the unfeeling potions master broke the hearts of all who could hear it. “No.” He started crying. “No. No. No. It was supposed to be me. Not you. Why Remus, Why?!” He leaned down and kissed the cold lips. He let out a roar of grief as he put his head on the man’s still chest.

He didn’t notice when people came by and held him. He didn’t notice being led from the hall. And he didn’t notice the screams of pain reverberating from the other end.

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A/N: OK, so i seriously cried my eyes out writing this chapter. This is the direction my muse wanted me to go and so i was forced to do it. (She held me at wand-point, i swear!) I know a lot of you are going to be yelling "NOOOO" ... but now you understand the need for that slash chapter i had to write... to understand the dynamics behind Severus and Remus' relationship. Yes this is sort of a cliff hanger, but Draco's POV will be coming up next and he needs to have his own chapter. I had no way of breaking it up.

goldhorse: ok your whinging paid off this time!! lol

hardygirl: no crying!! Well... until you read this chapter maybe? lol

Jewels: do you really need to ask how thick Ron can be? lol The meeting of the wolves will come soon.
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