Little Red Riding Hood, A Beast and A Potions Mast | By : Polypectron Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7568 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Based on the Little Red Riding Hood story in 'Traditional Fairy Tales, Classic Bedtime Stories' published by Rushfield books. The Casting is as followed:
The loving parents: Harry and Ron (loving friends)
Grandmother: Molly
Wolf: Remus Lupin (He is very dark in this story, in my ideal world he is very gay with Sirius but he is all nice and hetero creep in this)
Woodcutter: Snape (Potions Master o'course)
Red Riding Hood: Little Red Gryffindor is Hermione.
This story contains character death, violence, attempted rape and murder. (Really in the one story?)
All characters belong to J K Rowling and the Fairy tale belongs to time. Hope you enjoy
Remus The Wolf
Once upon a time there was a young witch living refuge in a magical town house called Grimmauld Place. She was the smartest and most beautiful girl of her age. Her friends Harry and Ron loved her dearly, as did Ron's mother Molly. Molly had knitted her a little red hood with a Gryffindor crest which suited her so well that everyone called her Little Red Gryffindor.
One day her friend Ron said, "We have to head out on Order business and Mum is not very well. Little Red Gryffindor, go and see how she is – you can take her some healing potions and a pot of tea, the Potion's Master is in the kitchen".
Little Red Gryffindor left her friends behind and headed down the stairs straight to the kitchen to acquire the healing potions and pots of tea. Molly was sleeping on the fourth level of Grimmauld Place so to help her carry the items up the stairs she transfigured an old candle holder into a brown wicker basket.
As she was walking through the house she met a man called Lupin. He was a wolf in disguise. He would have liked to have ravished her on the spot. It was coming closer to full moon and his more animalistic side was dominating him. She was so smart and so beautiful, but he did not dare touch her because in the kitchen sat the Potion's Master. He pretended to be very kind and asked her where she was going.
The poor girl did not know that she was in danger, she was quite fond of Lupin, he had after all been her Professor once. "I am going to see Molly, to take her some healing potions and tea that I must collect from the Potion's Master."
"Is she staying here at Grimmauld?" asked the wolf
"Oh yes," replied Little Red Gryffindor, "her bedroom is on the fourth floor, she had been cleaning up there and was exposed to some ghastly spores."
"Well", said the wolf. "I would like to see her too. I have a message for her from her husband. Perhaps I will see you up there before I leave"
The wolf set off up the stairs, pushing past the girl and breathing in her scent. The girl entered the kitchen and approached the Potion's Master. He was busy reading the newest edition of Potion's Weekly and mildly paying attention to a cauldron simmering on the table.
"Excuse me Potion's Master, but I need some healing potions and tea for Molly. She is sick and I am to take them too her and see how she is fairing"
The Potion's Master did not look up from his magazine but picked up his wand and pointed it at a tall cupboard. Out flew three vials, a pot filled with water and a small bag of herbal tea. The objects floated over the table and landed with a small thud in Little Red Gryffindor's basket.
"The red vial is a Spore vaccine, it will aid with the fever, and the blue vial is a probiotic to be taken ten seconds after the Spore vaccine, the yellow vial is a Dreamless Sleep Potion to be consumed before the tea. The herbal tea shall lull her into a deep sleep. Make sure she consumes an entire cup, should put her out for a few hours. Do you understand?" he did not look at her.
Little Red Gryffindor repeated his instructions and thanked him for his assistance. To which he gave a short nod. She exited the kitchen and began her ascent up the stairs. The Potion Masters eyes watched her as she walked from behind his magazine.
It had not taken the wolf very long to reach Molly's room. He reached up and knocked at the door.
Tap, tap.
"Who is it dearie?" came a voice from inside.
"It is I, Little Red Gryffindor, remember you knitted me this lovely red cape I am wearing," said the wolf, disguising his voice, "I have brought you some healing potions and a pot of tea the Potion's Master has prepared for you!"
Molly who was in bed, called out, "Lift up the latch and by all means come in!"
The wolf lifted the latch and the door opened.
"Lupin? I thought it was Little Red Gryffindor at the door."
At once the wolf leapt onto the bed and ate up the poor woman in less than a second. The full moon shone brightly into the room from a lone window next to the dead woman's bed. Then he closed the door, banished the blood off the sheets. Plucking one of Molly's hairs off the bed, he removed a vial from his jacket pocket and places inside it the hair. It bubble and gurgled. The wolf knocked it back and his face turned into that of the now dead woman. Molly. Lying down in Molly's bed he waited for Little Red Gryffindor.
A few moments later she knocked at the door.
Tap, tap.
"Who is it?" came the gruff wolf's voice.
When she heard this Little Red Gryffindor was a little scared at first and clutched her wand, but remembering Molly was ill she answered, "It is I, Little Red Gryffindor, remember you knitted me this lovely red cape I am wearing, I have brought you some healing potions and a pot of tea the Potion's Master has prepared for you."
The wolf softened his voice a little and called out, "Lift up the latch and by all means come in!"
Little Red Gryffindor lifted the latch and the door opened.
The wolf hid under the bed covers and said, "Put the potions and the tea on the side table and come sit on the bed beside me."
Little red Gryffindor placed the potions on the table, putting them into order of consumption. She held up the red vial at the wolf, "This is the Spore Vaccine, it will aid with the fever," she placed it back down carefully and picked up the blue vial, "This is a probiotic to be taken ten seconds after the Spore Vaccine," she placed it down next to the red vial and picked up the third, "This yellow vial is a Dreamless Sleep Potion to be taken before your tea." Putting it down next to the other vials she went to pour the herbal mixture into the pot.
"Stop what you are doing!" snapped the wolf, "and come sit on the bed beside me!"
Shocked at the outburst, Little Red Gryffindor gently placed the pot down and made her way over to 'Molly'. Noticing his mistake, the wolf gave the girl a giant smile and apologised. "I am sorry dearie, but it has been so long since I have seen you that the potions and tea can wait"
The girl relaxed a bit, kicked off her shoes and placed her wand on the table. Walking over to the bed, she climbed up it and settled in next to the wolf.
"Molly, what big arms you have!" she cried,
"It is a side effect of the Spores dearie. All the better to hug you with," improvised the wolf.
"And Molly, what big ears you have! Is that also a side effect of the Spores?" questioned the girl,
The potion the wolf had consumed was beginning to wear off. It was a faulty brew.
"Perhaps dearie, but all the better to hear you with"
The wolf's face began to shift slowly, losing the soft features of the dead woman.
"What big eyes you have!"
"All the better to see you with my child"
The wolf raised his hand to caress the girl's cheek. She shivered under his touch. The soft hands of the older woman slowly turned back into his own rough ones. The girl had not yet noticed for the room was quite dark. The only light was a hovering candle on the other side of the room and the full moon light flooding the girls face and shadowing his own, he grinned.
"Molly! What big teeth you have!" cried Little Red Gryffindor.
The wolf licked his lips and completed his change. His sandy bangs curled over his scared face, his hand tightened along the girls throat and his other made its way to the end of her blood red cape in case she tried to run.
"All the better to eat you with!" howled the wolf and, throwing sheets of the bed, flipping her over and pinning her to the bed. She tried to scream but he planted a rough hand over her face and casted a silencing spell, he banished his clothes and her own and pinned her magically to the bed. The wolf sat back on his haunches, baring his naked body to her, his rigid member bobbing excitedly between his thighs.
She was beautiful. Perfect, untouched, virigin. He could tell. He could smell her. Her small breasts heaved up and down rapidly, he tear stricken face stared horrified back at him. The wolf's gaze dropped down to her mound. Revealing a soft bushel of dark brown hair, much like the hair on her head. He allowed a savage grin, revealing two rows of stained razor sharp teeth.
The full moon now shone its brightest through the window slamming against his body willing his transformation. He had held it back as long as he could but now he welcomed it like a long lost brother. His head snapped forward and he fell against Little Red Gryffindor, feeling her soft supple flesh against his cheek. Breathing in deeply he tasted her salty skin, he tasted her fear and her small arousal.
Arms and legs snapped. His back crackled and shifted. The wolf silently screamed into her stomach, racking his teeth across her stomach, causing trickles of bloody to flow across it. It licked it up. Savouring the metallic flavour, bring pleasure to his unbearably painful change.
Once the change was complete he stayed still. Catching his breath, he looked at the girl, who had her eyes glued shut. He licked at her face, willing her to open her eyes, she did. Releasing a small whimper he ran his cold wolf nose over her cheek and pressed his engorged phallus against her thigh.
It was time. He was going to rape her.
He pulled back from her, pushing her thighs open. Her virgin mound parting, revealing her purity, he began his decent, thrusting his hips forward, his dripping head aching for contact.
"Expelliarmus!"
Before the Wolf could register what was happening, he was blasted across the room and into the wall with a sickening crunch. He let out a deadly growl and looked up to see the Potion Master standing in the door way with his arm out stretch. His face curled in a mighty sneer. The wolf launched from the floor but was caught in the side with another spell,
"Expelliarmus", again shouted the Potion's Master, "Sectumsempra!"
The Wolf howled in pain. It felt as if a thousand swords slashed and stabbed at his body. Blood poured profusely from his stomach, arms, legs and back. His tears poured like rivers from his eyes and he choked on his tongue.
"Silencio!" Spat the Potions Master. The Wolf's cries fell on silent, he tore at his throat and writhed on the ground.
The Little Red Gryffindor stared at the creature rolling back and forth on the floor, the Potion's Master did not look at her but she felt the magic binding her to the bed lifting, "Finite Incantatem".
She quickly covered herself with her red cape and scooted backwards on the bed, resting her back against the wooden head board. Little Red Gryffindor heard the Potion's Master cast a powerful ward on the door , locking it and pointing his wand back at the wolf menacingly, "Langlock"
The Wolf seemed to stiffen, his tongue locked to the roof of his mouth, it was unbearable and he clawed his way onto all fours and went to launch as the Potion Master's throat.
The Potion Master anticipated this, "Petrificus Totalus", the Wolf froze. Was this the end of his torment? His many cuts continued to bleed and his tongue was still rooted to the roof of his mouth
Turning towards Little Red Gryffindor for the first time that night, the Potion Masters black eyes met the girls own Hazelnut swirls. "You know what this THING tried to do." He directed at the girl, "he deserves to die. Is this what you so wish?" Little Red Gryffindor stared at her Potions Master.
Taking in for the first time, his shoulder length ebony hair that seemed to sway around his masculine face, his aquiline nose protruded from his face emphasising his brow, which was furrowed with sincere concern. He spoke again, "Hermione, is this what you want?"
She did not reply, she could not but that was all the answer he needed. Whipping around he pointed his wand towards the Wolf. Golden eyes stared fearfully into enraged pools of black abyss.
"Avada Kedavra!
A jet of violent green light burst from his wand and the Wolf was no more.
Silence.
After what seemed like an age, the Potions Master turned around to face the girl. Slowly he walked towards the bed, taking off his large robe and he walked. Reaching the bed he sat up next to the girl and pulled his robe around her securely.
Little Red Gryffindor stared disbelievingly at the man who had just saved her life and her maiden head. Smiling softly as him, she thanked him. "Thank you Professor Snape" For the first time in her life of knowing him, she saw a small smile stretch across his lips, it was a sad smile but a smile none the less.
And just like that, no one was ever bothered by that wicked creature again.
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