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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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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!

The Girl Amongst The Wolves

Chapter 3

“Officer, it’s been four days and you haven’t found our daughter!” A distressed Jane Granger cried, clinging to her husband.

“Ms Granger, it’s going to take some time to gather evidence-”

“No, don’t feed me excuses! You’re the police! You’re supposed to find our daughter!” She screamed.

“Honey, hush, this won’t help.” Graham, her husband, soothed, rubbing her arms and pulling her into his embrace.

“When was the last time you saw your daughter?”

“We’ve told you this. She came in for a drink at 5:40. We told her to be in by 6:30 because that’s when dinner would be ready. But she never came in. I checked the park at seven and she wasn’t there.”

“Can you think of anywhere she would go if she’s run away?”

Jane gave an upset whimper at the thought of her daughter running away, and Graham shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

“She wasn’t really friends with any of the other children. I already checked the libraries and bookshops nearby before we reported her missing.”

“Libraries, sir?”

“She loved books.” Jane murmured sadly.

“That’s why she doesn’t have many friends. Everyone teases her. They call her ‘Stranger Granger’. Not the most creative of nicknames but enough to make her cry a few times.”

“Do you think that’s why she might have run away?”

“She hasn’t run away!” Jane screamed. “Some psycho has her!”

“Have there been any suspicious individuals, madam?”

“No, but...Find our daughter!”

!”!

Hermione’s morning hadn’t been too good. Breakfast was meat again; a plate of bacon, eggs and sausages, followed by an embarrassing bath with Fenrir ‘helping’ her undress, get in the bath and then ‘assisting’ her with washing herself. He then picked her out of the bath, wrapped her in a towel and carried her to a two-story hut. He moved her to his hip as he flicked through a dress rack but then growled in anger. He put Hermione down and opened the door and shouted,

“Cami!”

Said woman appeared in a few moments. “Yes, Alpha?”

“Why do we have no gold dresses?”

Cami’s eyes widened and she stuttered, glancing over at Hermione. “We’ve never needed any before, Alpha.”

“Well, we do now. I want five gold dresses to fit Hermione by the end of the hour.” He ordered sternly.

“Yes, Alpha.” She nodded and left.

“Why do I need gold dresses?” Hermione asked timidly. Fenrir turned, approached her and crouched to her level. “Why can’t I wear any of those?” She nodded her head to the dozens of other coloured dresses, hanging up, ready to be worn.

“Because these aren’t special enough.” He answered simply.

“But why I need special dresses? Everyone else wears blue or purple or green. Why do I need-?”

“Don’t question me!” He shouted, standing higher, towering over her.

She craned her neck back to look at him. “I’m not, I just-”

He gripped her arm and leant in dangerously, snarling quietly. “You don’t question an Alpha, Hermione. When the full moon comes, you’ll understand why.” He threatened, gritting his teeth. He didn’t like talking to his mate like that but he hated being talked back to more. And he needed to assert his authority over her. As Alpha, he’d obviously be in charge in their relationship and he had to impose that from the beginning. And needless to say, he was more than shocked when she met his gaze and glared at him.

“And when the full moon comes, you’ll understand that Hermione Jane Granger won’t be pushed around and threatened, Mr Greyback!”

He lost his temper. He roared and snapped his teeth next to her ear, making her shudder at the crack of his jaws meetings. He grabbed her chin and turned her head back.

“Don’t ever talk to me like that again! Understand?! Or you’ll spend the full moon under me in a submissive arch!” He was about to continue when someone knocked on the door. “Enter!”

The door opened and Cami entered, holding a pile of neatly folded clothing. “I have Hermione’s dresses, Alpha.”

“Good. Now, put them down and get out.”

Cami did so, cast a glance at Hermione and left, closing the door quietly. Fenrir turned back to the young girl, released her arm and walked to a dresser, pulling open a drawer and shuffling through underwear. Hermione was waiting for him to shout again. But he merely said in his usual voice,

“Put these on.” He handed her a pair of white cotton panties and one of the dresses.

!”!

“No way. I mean, I knew it but I can’t believe he actually...” Lauren trailed off as she took in Hermione’s new dress and dolly shoes.

“What are you talking about?”

“...Nothing. Come on, let’s go for a walk.”

They hopped over the stones in the river and started walking along the edge of the forest.

“What do you mean?”

“Huh?”

“What did you mean, ‘I can’t believe he actually...’?”

“Nothing. It’s fine.”

“Seriously though, what did you mean?”

“Hermione, drop it. Really.”

“But what-?”

“Hermione! Drop. It! It’s okay. Come on, there’s a cool set of rocks a few minutes away.”

!”!

That night, Hermione was dressed in her pyjamas and was pulling back the covers to the single bed when Fenrir scooped her up from behind and pulled her back into his lap.

“What? What’s happening?” Hermione asked as Fenrir lay down and put Hermione between him and the wall. It wasn’t that the bed was small, quite the opposite. But why was there another bed in the room if he always made Hermione sleep in the same bed as him? He fluffed his pillow, lay his head back, righted the covers over her and him, extinguished the lights in the room with a whispered spell and closed his eyes with a sigh. Hermione lay there quietly, almost expecting him to do something. After a minute or so of lying expectantly in the dark, he spoke gruffly.

“Sleep.”

She closed her eyes and fidgeted a little but then rolled back over. “Mr Greyback?” She whispered. He grunted in response. “Why is there another bed in the room if I sleep in this bed with you?”

“It’s there in case we need it and for when you get too big to sleep in this bed.”

“But aren’t I big enough now? I’m nearly ten.”

“No. Sleep.” That was the last he said that night as his breathing levelled out and became slow and steady. Hermione fidgeted a bit more, trying not to for fear of waking her bed partner, but that only served to make her more uncomfortable. After nearly an hour, Fenrir turned on his side, pulled her against his front and nuzzled her hair. It was in this position that she found peace and fell asleep.
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