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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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The golden wolf watched as his mate jumped and attacked the snake man. He knew about the damage the blood could do to a werewolf and howled as she grabbed on and ripped his body. His heart broke when she yelped and ran off towards the lake.

Draco Malfoy watched behind the eyes of Rubio. They ran towards their mate and lay beside her, giving comfort of presence. She saw him as her eyes closed.

A snap of twigs brought his attention to an approaching figure and he stood, growling menacingly. “If I do not tend to her she will die.” He spoke. Draco recognized that voice and, now that the man was closer, that scent. Professor. Severus, his mind thought. Pack.

Even though he recognized the man, Draco followed his every movement. He walked into the castle with him and once again lay beside his mate once she was laid down. He wondered who this werewolf was as a human.

He didn’t have to wait long. Draco changed quickly grunting with the pain and panting. He watched as the brown wolf before him changed. She screamed in an agony meant for the bowels of a dungeon of torture. He watched as her hands tried to grab at her face as she cried out, the stretching of her damaged skin causing the angish.

With her change now complete, Draco scooted himself behind her and grabbed her forearms to keep her still. He inhaled her scent and hoped that his own scent would help calm her. If he had one word for it, it would be ‘home’.

Her cries became whimpers and he relaxed a bit behind her. But stiffened again as he heard a shout and someone heading for them. “Oi Malfoy! What do you think you’re doing?” Came the voice of Weasley. Draco growled low in his throat to ward him off.

“Ron, let them be!” Potter said as he grabbed the red head’s arm.

“He’s a…” Ron squeaked out as Draco continued to growl.

“Wolf. Yes. Now back up.” Potter said while backing up and dragging Weasley with him.

Draco’s growls tapered off as he heard his mate whimpering and crying out again. “Potter” he called out and waiting for the green eyes to focus on him. “We need to get her help. Soon.” The boy nodded and ran off to find help, dragging Ron with him.

Draco held tighter to the woman in front of him. He didn’t know who she was, but judging by Weasley’s reaction and the cloud of brown curls, he had an idea. Granger. Know-it-all Granger. He didn’t quite know how he felt about that yet. Right now his wolf senses were taking over. He needed to make sure his mate was healed and safe first.

Feet running towards them brought Draco’s attention back to his surroundings. He growled again at the people approaching. Harry came close with no danger, but the others were unknown to the wolf. He growled as they tried to step forward again. “Only Pomfrey” he growled out.

The nurse stepped in front of the group and Draco visibly relaxed as she shooed the group away. Madam Pomfrey handed Draco a robe to cover up with and pulled her wand out. “Privacy and silence charms she said absentmindedly.” He nodded in thanks.

As soon as Draco let go, Granger was screaming in pain again. She tried to rub at her face, but was held fast by the nurse. “Get that robe on Mr. Malfoy.” He moved quickly. “Alright, now come here and pick her up.” He moved forward and did as told. As soon as she was in his arms, Granger wrapped her arms around his neck. She tried to move her head to put in the crook of his neck, but whimpered at the movement.

Madam Pomfrey draped Severus’ cloak around the naked girl and dropped her shields. They began walking towards the entrance, but were immediately stopped by people crowding to get a look at the girl in Draco’s arms.

Draco held on tighter and growled low in his throat. His mate was injured and these people were keeping her from getting well. He couldn’t help his protective reaction.

Madam Pomfrey put a hand on his arm before addressing the crowd. “Everybody needs to move. I understand the concern and I know the role she played, but you can see she is injured. If you do not move I will not keep Draco from protecting her” she let that thought settle into the crowd before point her own wand “and I will not hold back either.”

Suddenly a group of people came forward and parted the crowd. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, the Weasley twins and more all surrounded the trio and pushed the crowd back. Harry was in the front and moved forward. It was unbelievably effective and sped up their journey.

“Draco,” the nurse said. “We should take her to St. Mungo’s.”

“No. She is wolf Madam. I will not have her shunned. Please do what you can here.” She nodded.

They arrived at the hospital wing and walked to a private back room where Draco lay his mate down. He didn’t know what to call her other than his mate. He didn’t feel right calling her Hermione, and Granger seemed so impersonal. Draco laid his head on her chest to keep her from losing contact and getting upset again. He nuzzled at her neck and inhaled her scent. This is where I am meant to be. This is where we are meant to be. I am yours and you are mine.

Draco shot up when he felt the woman below him stiffen. He relaxed when he saw the nurse with her wand. “I needed to bind her to the bed. This is not going to be pleasant healing. Her body is already trying to expel the acidic substance, but if we don’t help she will have extreme scarring.” He nodded at the nurse and stepped back to let her heal.

Once again as soon as he let go completely, the girl was screaming. Pain and anguish reverberated off the walls of the small room. Malfoys don’t cry… Malfoy’s don’t cry, was his mantra as he fought the sobs fighting to escape his chest. He couldn’t feel her pain physically, but just hearing the cries and knowing that she was in that much pain broke something inside him.

Draco slid down the wall and wrapped his arms around his legs to ground himself. He watched the nurse healing the wounds on the face of his beloved. Wait, beloved? She hates me. How can I do this?

It felt like hours before the cries stopped, and it just may have been. Madam Pomfrey touched his head and he looked up at her, eyes red and swollen. “Mr. Malfoy, I’ve given her a dreamless sleep potion to help her get some rest. Would you like one as well?” He nodded. “While I cannot condone sharing a bed…” she pointed her wand at the twin size hospital bed doubled in size, “I’ll make an exception for you two. She is not aware of you as her mate, is she?” He shook his head no and she looked at him sadly. “Give her time.”

With that piece of advice, and a dose of dreamless sleep, the nurse left. Draco climbed in beside his mate reveling in the scent of home and hoping she didn’t hex him into next week upon her waking.

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Draco heard moans coming from beside him. He couldn’t remember where he was. Opening his eyes, he looked around and noticed the white walls. Hospital wing, I’ve seen it enough times, he thought to himself.

He looked beside him and saw a bushy haired brunette lying on her back but facing away from him. She moaned again and the wolf in him whimpered. He leaned forward and nuzzled her neck and she quieted.

Standing and stretching, sore from the transformations of the day before, Draco could hear murmurs from the outside of the door and went to see. Opening the door, he came face to face with Weasley and Potter. He pushed passed them without a word and headed to take care of his morning needs.

Upon his return, he saw Potter sitting in a chair holding Hermione’s hand and speaking low. Madam Pomfrey was rubbing salves on the sleeping girls face. Weasley was standing off to the side, unsure of what to do.

“Ah Mr. Malfoy,” he looked up as he heard the nurse address him. “I need your assistance. We need to get some healing draught down her throat, but no one has been able to lift her without a fight.”

“What makes you think Malfoy will be able to help her where we couldn’t?” the Weasley boy sneered.

“We have all tried to lift Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley.” The nurse chided him. “Would you like to hear her cries again?” The red head paled considerably at the memory.

Draco pushed the anger of the wolf down and walked to the bed. He climbed onto the bed on his knees next to the girl, amidst protests from the weasel and curious looks from Potter. He slowly eased one arm under her shoulders and lifted her to an angle that the potions would flow down easily. Draco used his other hand to hold her mouth open and nuzzled his nose to her ear and when she whimpered.

Madam Pomfrey immediately grabbed the needed potions and began pouring them down Hermione’s throat. “This is going to be a long day boys. She needs to expel whatever coated her throat when she swallowed that blood.” Draco nodded in understanding, while Weasley turned a pale green.

Potter was the first to speak up. “Whatever you need, you let me know.” He said this directed at Draco.

It would have been a nice moment, except that the girl began coughing and gagging. “A basin!” he got out. Potter quickly pulled the trashcan to the side of the bed just in time as Draco leant her over.

She groaned in pain, but kept her head over the edge of the bed. Grey eyes met green. “Could you give me some time? I want… I’ll try… to take care of her.” Potter nodded and dragged a mumbling, green, Weasley from the room.

Draco climbed off the bed and took a seat beside the girl. He pushed the unruly hair away from the brunette’s closed eyes and smiled as her nose followed his hand. He cupped Hermione’s unmarred cheek and she rubbed it against his hand. “I know you…” she rasped in a whisper, breathing his scent in. He kept silent. “I dreamt of you… Golden wolf… with the gunmetal…eyes. We ran… we fought.” He could tell it was hard for her to speak, but she continued. “But it was a dream, wasn’t it… Malfoy?”

Draco froze. He didn’t know what to say. She knew it was Draco. Here was the girl who he had tortured for 7 years. Thrown together by fates. Suddenly dreaming of one another. He decided to start there. “I dreamt of you. We ran through the woods racing, reveling in the earth beneath our feet.” She hummed contentedly, rubbing against his hand still on her cheek. “A brown wolf with amber eyes.” She opened her eyes to look at him, the amber clear even in her human form. “There you are” he said.

Draco pulled his hand from her cheek and put it on her shoulder.

She had another coughing fit and hung over the side of the bed whimpering with the pain. Draco pulled away and grabbed a wet flannel. He wiped her forehead with it before placing it on the back of her neck.

“You… don’t have to… be here.” She coughed out. “See… me… like… this.”

“No, I don’t have to. But you are my mate and I find Rubio doesn’t care much for those he doesn’t know in the care of our mate.”

“Rubio?” she rasped out with a grin.

“Ah. Well, you see. I’ve named the wolf. He’s part of me, yet he’s another personality. I am accepting of him and he of me. But I’ve decided to name him.”

“Remus… is … Moony.” She laughed coarsely, but her smile quickly faded. “Where… Remus?”

“I don’t know but I will look for you once we get…” she coughed violently and cried out, spitting out the volatile substance that settled in the wounds of her throat while Draco rubbed circles on her back. He continued as if she didn’t just vomit over the side of the bed, “once we get you through today.”

Draco did know actually. He was concerned for his Godfather, Severus Snape, after he saw the man break down. The man never cried.

“But…” She tried to counter him.

“You need to stop talking.” Her eyes flashed with anger. He put his face to her neck and nuzzled before speaking. “I don’t want you to stop” he whispered quickly. “I really don’t. We have a lot to talk about. But you need to. I want you healed.” He lifted his head and looked down at the girl lying on the bed. She’d always been mudblood, Granger, know-it-all. But he didn’t want to call her any of those. “I don’t know what to call you…” he said to her. He thought for a moment before finally asking, “May I call you Hermione?” She gave him a small smile, wincing as her healing skin stretched. She nodded once and he returned her smile.

The day went by slowly for the wolves. Potter came by a couple of times to relieve Draco so he could shower and then use the loo. The first time he came to help, Draco pulled Potter aside and told him not to tell her about Remus. “I know she needs to know, but we need her healed first.”

The boy wonder looked at Draco, not sure what to tell the boy. “I’m not sure if you know this but… Remus was her biological father.”

The blonde looked momentarily shocked before shaking his head. “I should have known. Their scents are similar.”

Harry nodded. “There will be a funeral in a couple of days. You need to tell her by tomorrow.”

“I will, but lets get through today first.” He nodded again.

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A/N: Thank you all for your reviews and support. I hope you all continue to enjoy the story and i can keep your attention :)

goldhorse: *hands tissue* I hope the rest of the story will make up for the last chapter.

everyone: Thank you so much for taking the time to comment and review. Yes, poor Sev and Hermione. I'm hoping the rest of the story meets approval and you continue to enjoy it. I cried so hard when i was writing that chapter... not even funny. THe pictures in my mind while writing broke my heart.
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