Summary: Set at the ending of third year. Hermione discovers an Ancient secret hidden in her very own Muggleborn-DNA. Werewolf & ?.
Ship: ? Undecided. Please review and tell me what you would like :)
Title: Ancient Bloodline.
By Soul Green
AN: The relationship between Remus and Hermione is parental, so please don't request this ship.
Prologue
A werewolf will only respond, to the call of one of its own kind.
Hermione felt something deep in her chest at the thought. A need appeared, an urge in her very own essence, in her very own being. She hesitated a moment… before embracing it.
And out she let a magnificent howl. Harry turned around with a wild look in his eyes, searching for the possible threat. When he realised who the howl came from, his eyes bulged and mouth stood wide open.
She rounded the howl out, and looked at her changed professor, in his werewolf form. And then it happened. He responded.
They will only respond to one of their own.
Hermione didn't know what this meant, but she knew in that sheer moment of adrenaline, that something world-shattering was about to happen.
And she wasn't wrong.
Because in that moment she pushed Harry to the side and motioned for the Hippogriff to follow him, and off they went.
While she ran deeper into the Forbidden Forest. She didn't run for long, as the werewolf of course caught up with her.
She stopped op and turned around with her arms up, in a silent gesture as though, she meant no harm. And it seemed to work, the werewolf went down on all four. It walked slowly up to her, and stopped mere inches away from her.
She let out a shaky breath before trying to make the wolf recognise her, she lowered her hand down and muttered 'Professor?"
The wolf sniffed to her hand a few times, before silence filled the air. It seemed like hours but it was simply a couple of seconds, before the wolf retreated and she breathed out air she didn't even know she was holding.
Her relief was short, as the wolf suddenly jumped on her.
She lay down on the cold ground, laying uncomfortable as she felt some rocks beneath her. She however didn't dare to move and lay there silently, waiting for the wolf to let her go.
Hermione didn't see it happen, she felt it.
A sharp pain in her side. A bite. Hermione let out a whimper and the wolf let go.
She didn't see the wolf leave, as all she could concentrate on was the pain. She stood and let her hand ghost over it.
Now she was really one of them.