Hermione the Werewolf: Granger Family Secrets.
A/N: I don't own Harry Potter.
Summary: First in the series.
Everyone in the Magical World, including herself, thought that Hermione Granger was muggleborn.
She is not.
Just before she is set to join the Weasley family at the Headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix, Hermione is attacked. Her survival instincts kick in, but not the kind she was expecting.
Join Hermione, Harry and the whole gang as she unravels the secrets of her family's past, secrets her parents had hoped would never come to light.
WARNING: Opening chapter may be a bit distressing for some readers. Read at own discretion.
Prologue: The Attack
As she looked at her watch for what felt like the millionth time, Hermione Granger saw with great relief that it was getting closer to being picked up by Mr. Weasley to go to the Burrow. Despite the churning feeling of unease stirring in the pit of her stomach, Hermione was both happy and sad. Happy because she was missing her best friends and the Weasleys but she wished that she could spend more time with her parents. Not that they were actually here right now, they were at some fancy dinner conference for work. Even with her being deemed the brightest witch of age; Hermione couldn't understand why Dentists had fancy dinner conferences in hotels. Luckily she was able to get out of going this time round, with a huge thanks to Mr. & Mrs. Weasley.
With everything else done, Hermione proceeds to roam through her childhood home as the sinking feeling of fear begins to stir in the pit of her stomach.
"Why did You-Know-Who have to come back?" Hermione thought to herself.
As the feeling of fear began to stir and twist, almost like a snake, Hermione felt the fear forming as a lump in her throat. Which is why when Crookshanks brushed his tail against her leg, Hermione couldn't help but scream? Looking down she saw her trusted companion staring up at with his intelligent eyes.
"Crookshanks don't do that!" Hermione gasped out in relief.
As she bends down to pick up her cat, Hermione doesn't see the dark figure standing at the window. Until she straightens up that is.
Another scream erupts from Hermione's throat, this time one of pure terror. With Crookshanks still firmly in her grasp, Hermione is too terrified to move as the stranger just continues to stare at her. It was a staring contest, until the stranger nodded. Once, twice, three times. Before Hermione could become confused by this new behaviour, arms wrap themselves firmly around her frame causing Hermione to drop Crookshanks.
Hermione immediately began to struggle, causing her capture to increase his hold on her.
"HELP!" Hermione screamed as loud as she could, knowing that if this had been a prank from the Weasley Twins they would have let go by now.
As soon as her first scream was released, the intruder put a hand over her mouth. Not that this stopped her from screaming, it was just simply muffled.
Her heart was racing as she threw her body left to right, desperately trying to break free. The next time she threw her body to the right, Hermione saw with increasing dread that the stranger from the window wasn't outside any more. He was inside.
"Can't you shut the little bitch up? I prefer to get my revenge without her struggling," the man in front of her snarled.
Looking down she saw that his hands were undoing his belt.
Her heart rate tripled.
She had to escape; she would not give him what he wanted. Not unless she was dead.
Blood rushed in her ears, sounding like a tidal wave and then...pain.
Blinding, black out worthy pain.
A new scream erupted from deep within her as the pain took hold.
Another scream joined hers, but it was deeper...she had been dropped onto the floor, on her hands and knees. Screaming, screaming and then...
A/N: Due to a possible chapter mix up later on I have re-edited and re-loaded the story.