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Animal Instinct
Part 21
 
		
		
By tawnyteaser
 
		
		
Disclaimer: Not mine, am making no money off of
		this story.
 
		
		
Author’s Note: I’m surprised and delighted at
		the turnout of people reading my story. I didn’t know that I was that
		popular. To all the readers thank you, you humble me by reading it.
		Thank you to all the reviewers too, you make me smile, and grit my teeth
		in frustration, but you do elicit an emotion of some sort. Please keep
		reading I haven’t given up. Oh and I know that there was something
		mentioned about the surprise that Hermione was going to find in her
		room, that’ll come later. So don’t be too confused after reading
		this chapter.
 
		
		
           
		Hermione walked slowly towards the girls bathroom, not sure if
		she would make it before she tossed her cookies. She was about to push
		the door open when she sensed people behind her. She turned her head
		slowly and her eyes widened as she saw Malfoy loom up with Crabbe and
		Goyle behind him. “What do you want?” She managed to croak out
		before throwing ur lur lunch on Malfoys’ polished shoes.
 
		
		
           
		“Ewwww.” Crabbe whimpered out before his vomit splashed the
		back of Malfoys shoes.
 
		
		
           
		Goyle moved wearily back, not wanting to be splashed. He knew
		that Malfoy would not like this change of events, in fact this would
		only make him more determined to make the Gryffindor girl get killed.
 
		
		
           
		“Goyle grab her.” Malfoy snapped out, his own stomach rolling
		at the sight of vomit. The smell wasn’t that nice either. Draco was
		furious but he would deal with that later. If everything went well no
		one would know that it was the three of them that took precious Granger.
		Draco smiled and watched as a limp Granger was bound by Goyle. Her eyes
		were dull, the spark in them that had always annoyed Draco suspiciously
		absent. “Come.” Draco said and threw Crabbe a disgusted look. Draco
		would make sure that Crabbe got what was coming to him. Draco grimaced
		at his shoes before shaking the vomit from them and following Goyle.
 
		
		
           
		Hermione knew that revealing her hidden talents might not be a
		good thing to do right now, what with her being tied up and all. ‘Well
		at least my stomach’s feeling better.’ Hermione thought, and it was
		true, thanks to her throwing up her stomach now felt better, her head
		wasn’t whirling and the pounding had settled down to a mere throb.
 
		
		
           
		Draco looked around, making sure that no one was about before
		gesturing for Goyle to follow him with his bundle. They were at the
		edges of the dark forest and Draco couldn’t help but shiver as the
		sunlight failed to even reach into the forest. The branches loomed over
		and blotted out what little sunshine there was. Draco had only been here
		twice, once with Potter and once on his own. Draco smiled as he thought
		of the evils that would befall the precious Gryffindor at the hands, or
		claws of the inhabitants of the dark forest.
 
		
		
           
		Hermione knew she was in trouble when she saw where they were
		headed. She wasn’t stupid; the dark forest was off limits and for
		Malfoy to bring her here only meant one thing. She wasn’t meant to be
		found. She turned her eyes towards Goyle. He was ignoring her and she
		knew it. She was weak, not at full strength and knew that once she was
		alone, tied up as she was that there wasn’t a thing she or her feline
		side could do to protect themselves. Hermione desperately racked her
		brain for anything, any sort of plan. Hermione tried to move her hands
		and was rewarded when the ropes budged a little. Her wand was in her
		pocket and Hermione hoped that Malfoy wouldn’t take it from her, not
		before she could cast one spell. Now that a plan was forming Hermione
		knew what she had to do. She had to follow in Voldemorts’ footsteps
		and create her own full moon. If she did a spell that dissolved her
		ropes they would simply tie her up again. No this was the only course of
		action Hermione had left. Hermione knew it was wrong of her but she
		couldn’t suppress the shiver that ripped through her. She had only
		been in her wolf form once thanks to her turning on the last night of
		the last full moon but she knew that it wouldn’t matter. In wolf form
		she could handle anything that this forest threw at her. She stopped
		struggling and went through her mental library trying to recall the
		spell. She turned her eyes skyward as she remembered. Praying that it
		would work Hermione reached into her pocket and whispered out the spell.
		“Formo falsus plenus luna donec nox.” Hermione vainly tried to see
		if Draco or Goyle had heard. She hoped not. The moon wouldn’t show
		that it would become full until night, at least that was what the spell
		meant roughly translated. Hermione closed her eyes and focused on her
		other senses, namely her nose. She tried to smell any other creatures
		stirring at this moment but only smelt Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and
		herself.
 
		
		
           
		It seemed like forever but finally they stopped walking. Hermione
		opened her eyes and stared hatefully at Malfoy. “You’ll never get
		away with this you know.” Hermione spat out her hackles rising as
		Malfoy laughed.
 
		
		
           
		Draco bent down until he was eye level with his prisoner. “And
		what makes you think I won’t? You won’t have your wand now will you?
		Mudblood, good for nothing mudblood.” Draco spat out and watched with
		satisfaction as the Granger girls’ face drained of colour as Draco
		reached into her pocket and took out her wand. “That’s right, no one
		will think of looking for you here, now will they? They’ll think
		you’ve gone to your room feeling poorly. You probably locked and
		warded your room didn’t you? That will only further support the idea.
		Now we’ve got to leave you or it might seem suspicious, oh and to make
		sure you don’t scream for help….or for any other reason. Confuto!”
		Draco was rewarded when the Granger girls’ rantings immediately
		stopped abruptly. “Come on then.” Draco said and walked away.
 
		
		
           
		Hermione watched in anger as the three boys left her. Her nails
		lengthened and she tried to bend over so that her nails could reach the
		ropes on her ankles. She sighed when all she did was overbalance herself
		and knocked herself onto her side. Her scream of frustration didn’t
		make a sound and that made Hermione want to scream even more.
		‘Nightfall, wait until nightfall and then he’s mine.’ Hermione
		smiled at the thought. A pissed off witch is a sight to behold, a pissed
		off werewolf makes one run in the opposite direction, hoping that
		you’re not the one that pissed it off.
 
		
		
           
		Remus was walking towards his classroom but stopped when he heard
		Filch muttering about messy students. He pondered for a minute but
		continued onto his classroom, thinking about the problem only what?
		Three nights away. Remus looked at the clear beakers sitting on his
		desk, twin bottles of both hell and salvation. He put them in the bottom
		drawer and locked it, promising himself that he would give it to
		Hermione tonight.
 
		
		
           
		Severus watched as the last of the students filed out of the
		Great Hall and wondered again at Lupins’ words. Had he really
		succeeded in killing her will? Her spirit? Severus shook himself as a
		chill swept down his spine. He wasn’t scared, at least he didn’t
		think that Hermione would have given up so easily. He hoped.
 
		
		
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		Hagrid watched as the students sat down on the stumps and watched
		as Ron and Harry looked around and glanced at their watches. Hagrid made
		his way over as quietly as possible and whispered. “What’s the
		matter boys?”
 
		
		
           
		Harry looked up at his friend and grimaced. “Hermione said that
		she would meet us here earlier and she still hasn’t appeared. I know
		that she said that she was going to the library but we checked after she
		didn’t show up her like she said. No one has seen her since she left
		the Great hall. I’m worried.” Harry said and Ron nodded his head in
		agreement.
           
		Hagrid frowned. He had heard rumors, had even wondered at the new
		necklace that he’d seen Hermione wearing but hadn’t asked. Hagrid
		patted Harry on the shoulder and motioned the boys to the side. “I’m
		gonna see the headmaster about this matter. I’ll leave the class an
		assignment that makes us all go ithe the castle. Sound about right?”
		Hagrid nodded and mentioned the change in lesson plan to the class
		before heading back up the path to the castle and Dumbledore.
 
		
		
           
		Hermione took in deep breaths and tried to calm her racing heart.
		Moonrise was only a few hours away, 3 and a half to be exact and already
		Hermione could feel the change starting. Her bones ached and her heart
		raced as her organs slowly molding themselves. Normally this would have
		taken place in an instant but because it was a false full moon, one that
		was of her own making it caused the changes to happen at a slower rate.
		Hermione gritted her teeth as a sharp pain took hold. Her ropes were
		tight as ever and she had had no luck loosening them at all. Hermione
		held onto the thought that when she changed she could go after Malfoy
		and make him pay. Oh yes that little bastard would pay and so would his
		henchmen. Hermione smiled and forced herself to go over her thesis for
		her Transfiguration final.
 
		
		
           
		Dumbledore looked up from his book as he heard tnocknock on his
		door. “Enter.”
 
		
		
           
		Hagrid walked in careful of his larger size, making sure not to
		touch anything breakable. “Uh Dumbledore I think we got a problem. It
		involves Hermione.”
 
		
		
           
		Albus felt his stomach plummet as he heard those words. Forcing
		himself to remain calm he asked “And what has made you think that
		there is a problem involving Miss Granger?”
 
		
		
           
		“That’s the thing Dumbledore, sir, it twasn’t me that
		thought that there be something wrong with Hermione. It was Harry and
		Ron. Supposedly Hermione was to meet them at a certain time but then she
		didn’t show up so they checked where she was to be but had to come
		back to my class.” Hagrid drew in a deep breath as he finished his
		explanation.
 
		
		
           
		Albus reached for one of his candies and chewed thoughtfully. It
		wasn’t as bad as he had first thought or maybe it was. Albus sighed
		and chewed on another candy. “We’ll wait until dinner. If she
		doesn’t show up then we’ll organize into search parties and search
		the castle. Can you please send Harry to me?” Albus sighed out loud as
		Hagrid left. Not many people knew that he knew of the Marauder’s Map
		and Albus hoped that Harry still had the damned thing.
 
		
		
 
		
		
End of part 21. Hah! Didn’t see that one coming
		did you? See what I mean about don’t be confused about Draco’s
		plans. You’ll see what he did to her room, oh and he locked and warded
		her room, Hermione didn’t she just walked out. So everything fits. I
		lied when I said that updates won’t be as usual. I got my creative
		juices flowing again and the commissions can always wait a few
		hours…days…who knows. I am the artist after all. LOL. Review if you
		want more.
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