Love Bites
Hermione rolled her eyes as she slammed the door behind her, the loud tone of her mother's voice muffled by the door. She flicked her wand and soon she was walking down the street in her jacket. It was cold and she shivered to an unknown beat, her breath coming out in a fog. She laughed at it momentarily, before realizing how childish of her it was to laugh at a thing like that. Anger was suddenly a thing of the past.
The frost beneath her shoes crunched and classical music started in her head to the beat of the crunch. Soon, the Weird Sisters began and then some muggle music like Billy Joel, Buck Cherry, and Tommy Lee. She laughed to herself at the thought of such old tunes, but kept walking, keeping her mind off of her parents and the earlier fight.
Looking up, Hermione smiled at the stars that flashed different colors, mostly a crystal white. They were brilliant and she couldn't keep her eyes off of them, but soon, she was oblivious of the direction in which she was walking until she heard the familiar howl. The moon instantly caught her attention. Shit, she thought before looking around her. The stars had side tracked her and she was far from any side walk light post or miles from any home to which she could find a smiling safety. Hermione heard the rustling of leaves and tree limbs before she ran in the opposite direction. This is silly of me, she thought slowly, realizing she was heading farther into the vast and empty street.
Stopping suddenly, she turned and listened to a deep growl. Hermione was staring into the eyes of a werewolf: black hair, full body, and blue eyes. She caught her breath within her mouth and felt a scream crawling up her throat, but when she tried to open her mouth and scream, all that happened was a weak smile before she turned and ran for her life. Hermione knew that it was no use to run away from the werewolf; she would get caught, but she couldn't give up yet.
Running into the woods, she could almost feel the breath of the werewolf on her neck. She winced and groaned, trembling because of the adrenaline running through her veins. Hermione could feel the leaves and thorns tangling in her hair and catching on her coat. She ran faster as one of the claws of the wolf crossed the back of her jacket, making her slow down, but only momentarily.
Hermione was running out of breath… fast! She needed a way to stall the werewolf, to head back to civilization, but before she knew it, she felt her foot hit something and she went diving forwards, landing on the dirt ground, a pain shooting through her foot and then she felt like she was being picked up and thrown into a tree. As pain hit her side, she screamed for dear life before everything went black around her.
She woke with a start, her mind foggy and her head aching badly. She felt the same pain in her foot and groaned out loudly, "It hurts! Help, please, help me! Anyone!"
Hermione felt something cold hit her forehead and a familiar motherly tone of, "It's all right dear, we're here and you're safe. Nothing to worry about."
She screamed for her life and tried to scratch at the cloth, trying to push it away from her head, trying to make the pain to go away. Hermione heard a howl and some growling, thought that maybe a wild dog was let loose in the room before she heard a faint voice, manly, but showing signs of being tired and not the proper age of what he should be say, "God dammit Hermione! It won't help you any good doing that! Molly's only trying to help and I know you can hear me, so control yourself."
"It hurts," she spat at the familiar figure of Remus Lupin. He gave her the same look and growled at her; she laughed at him and started to call him unimaginable words before Molly's furious voice rang out, "Oh, quiet! The both of you! And Hermione Jane Granger, you should be ashamed! Not even my own sons would say things like that."
Hermione then heard three, no five laughing people behind the door. Her senses had picked up that it was the familiar scent of four boys and a girl. Both Hermione and Remus shouted out together, "Shut up and go to bed Ron, Fred, George, Harry, and Ginny!"
She heard the laughter stop and then the familiar sleeping charm.
"Fuc-" Hermione started but she didn't even finish the first word before passing out into the familiar already darkness.
Hermione awoke once more, this time to her mother's hands and her father's worried face. She tried to sit up, but once she started groaning, her mother pressed her back into a lying position. "Shhh…"
Tears instantly sprang to Hermione's eyes as she said, "I'm sorry mum, I truly am. I didn't mean to leave like that and now look at me. I'm sorry I made you worr-"
Her mother pressed a finger to Hermione's lips. "I should be the one to say sorry."
"None sense," Hermione's father joined in. "If anything, I was the one who started to brawl. Hermione was just the smart one to end it."
At those words, they all became silent and Hermione was the one to break the long silence. "What happened?"
Both of Hermione's parents looked at one another before a familiar voice was heard, and neither of the parent's lips were moving. "I found you in the woods when I was transformed. Thankfully I had taken the Wolfsbane that night or else that would mean you would be long gone, Hermione."
Her father moved and Hermione saw Remus standing in the doorway. Mr. Granger nodded his head. "He saved you from death Hermione, but sadly…"
Mrs. Granger shook her head and looked up at Hermione, tears threatening her eyes. "Hermione, you know, as well as us, that you are a decent student and could get a job anywhere you wanted in the… the…"
Remus spoke the words that Mrs. Granger was having a hard time to find. "Muggle world. In the wizarding world, it will be nearly impossible for you to get a job, not even at Hogwarts. I'm sorry Hermione, but I couldn't save you fast enough from the werewolf bite."
Tears weld in everyone's eyes. She shook her head, but spoke, "I understand. Then resigning from Hogwarts might be a better thing so that I can return to studies in the muggle world."
Remus started to shake his head and say something, but her parent's interrupted him. "Of course dear."
Remus shook his head again. "Hermione, I wouldn't advise you to do that."
Hermione shook her head, "Why not Remus? If I can't even get a job in the wizarding world, then why not continue normal studies?"
Remus shook his head once more. "I was a werewolf, but when I got asked to come to Hogwarts still, I didn't decline and neither should you. The information you will learn in this last year… well, Dumbledore wanted to make sure that you, Harry, and Ron go to school, that it was important you three go together."
Hermione was the one to shake her head this time. "No Remus, there is no use. There is no reason I should go to Hogwarts. It will be a waste of time-"
"No it will not Hermione!" Remus shouted at her, a wild look placed on his face.
"Don't speak that tone with my daughter or so help me God, I will harm you!" Mr. Granger's voice boomed, interfering with the beginning argument.
Remus looked at Hermione sharply. "Think about what you are doing and how old you are before deciding things like that. Good bye Mr. and Mrs. Granger… Hermione."
With that, Remus turned out of the door and left. Even though Remus wasn't in the room anymore, she could tell that he wasn't happy and she could smell the aroma of arousal and it sickened her in an unpleasant way. That's when she noticed that the only thing she had on was a thin white shirt and panties that felt a size too small for her. Instantly, she felt - even with her mum in the room, especially with her father – that the way her body looked wasn't the same.