To be very honest this is my first fanfiction. I do not own anything. Only the characters that you do not know about. I do not have a beta and English is not my mother tongue. So every mistake is mine and mine only. enjoy? {pairings: bellamione, Narcissa and OC , and Harry and Ginny etc etc etc.}

What is better - to be born good, or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?- Paarthurnax, Skyrim

They all were there, suddenly. Poof! No, no it was more like a bang. Yes that was it. But how? And why? How come that they were lying in crisp snow. It was May for god's sake. They were fighting, all were fighting. And if remembered correctly there was no snow on the battlefield, no soft, delicate snow. Voldemort send an unforgivable towards Harry's chest, but he was fast and copied his movement. When their spells connected, time stood still. And within seconds there was a bang, yes that was what happened, wasn't it?

Hermione was the first to open her eyes. Hazel eyes met bright grey sky, with snow crystals falling down peacefully. To be honest she never thought to see such beauty, because the hope for survival was vanished within her heart. Giving a loud sigh she tried to sit up, which was in vain because something-.. no, someone was lying atop of her. Peering down she saw a mass of wild dark curls. 'Oh, no no no' she whispered softly, which made the human, no she lost the right to be called that, to stir.' for fuck sake.' But now looking around her, she saw that they were not alone. Dark spots where to be seen into the pure white snow, silhouettes of people scattered randomly. Oh for the love of the gods! Hermione thought.

Pushing the dark haired woman off her body quite roughly, which caused the woman the grunt and to awake. 'Merlin-.. mudblood!' Bellatrix hissed venomously, while looking around at the new and strange environment. Her eyes landing on two equally blond people. 'Cissy! Draco!' she yelled, with wide fearful eyes, which was a sight to behold because it was so unlike the Dark Lord most loyal follower. The yell woke almost everyone up, some still lay crumbling in the snow, but most were trying to get up. Hermione laid her eyes on Harry and Minerva, who were trying to get up. Of course Potter always the gentleman was helping Minerva to stand on her fight. Running up towards them and throwing her arms around them both, Hermione gave a audible sigh of relive. 'TRAITORS!' a scream filled the forest clearing.' FILTHY TRAITORS!' Yes that could only be Bellatrix Lestrange, no Black. Her husband got killed in the first wave. Pulling her wand out and casting a crucio towards Harry, well at least tried. No spark, No beam, Nothing. Bellatrix staring dumbfound at her wand was almost comical, forgetting the fact the she was mentally unstable and extremely dangerous.

Narcissa gave a disapproval glance towards Bella, disgusted by her behaviour, she should know better she thought this is a new world we live in, a new era, be need to get over this illusion called blood purity. But that didn't stop her to reach towards her wand and to aim it at a nearby tree. 'Incendio' she whispered. 'INCENDIO!' Nothing, absolutely nothing happened. Names of spells could be heard everywhere, people trying to get their wands to work. Nothing happened. 'Oh bloody hell' Molly Weasley yelled very much annoyed.' Where are we? And how can it be that we don't have magic?' silence filled the forest clearing. The feeling of terror and fear filled the air and clung to their skins. Before anyone could answer, a high pitched scream send a shiver down their spines. Ginny Weasley stood before a small girl no more than the age of five.

The girl was wearing a Slytherin scarf, probably given by an older relative. Stand behind the red-headed girl clutching her legs, the little one sobbed quietly. But soon the attention of at least fifteen people were drawn to the slow approaching beasts. Teeth bared the pack of wolfs crawled towards the group. The bigger of the pack approached slightly faster ready to jump and murder Draco and Ginny. The smell of death hung in the air. Or it were the murderous beasts. The big wolf jumped to attack Draco, sharp teeth directed at his throat. Narcissa gave shrill shriek of terror. But before the hideous beast could ripe out Draco's throat, it got pushed out of the air. A back with white fur was all that could be seen, when the creature that saved Draco killed the largest wolf with a sickening crack. A low growl could be heard from it. Before someone could respond three wolves jumped on the creature tearing the flesh on its back, making the sound of fabric being ripped into pieces. This was not a fair match, at least that is what it appeared to be. Thinking that the enormous white creature would never win this, they all gave up. Summited their deaths. No self-defence and no magic.

They were doomed. But the beautiful creature gave a loud howl, not of pain, no of pure fury. Setting its claws in one of the wolfs ribcages, making it whine a pain, it threw against a tree nearby. The impact killed the wolf immediately. One of the wolf bit the white hair fur, trying to rip it off. With this the being turned around so its full front could be seen. Harry saw a creature like this once, so did Hermione who both gasped with recognition. Others appeared to be absolutely terrified. The be fair the creature was far more beautiful and regal then Remus could ever been. Light blue eyes. White as the snow around them. It was a sight to behold. 'werewolf..' said Hermione, which gained a confused stare from Minerva. The werewolf threw itself against a tree, breaking the skull of the wolf that was trying to rip the flesh of its arm. Climbing into the high pine tree, ripping the warp off with its claws, it leaped on the other and last wolf. Ripping its throat off, causing the head to break loose from its body. Making the head roll off the small hill created by the snow, stopping against Ginny's feet. Looking back up she saw the werewolf staring at each of them. Bellatrix pulled the small knife out of her boot, that killed Dobby and tortured Hermione, running towards the beast and stopping when she realized she was being utterly stupid.

A small knife like that against an almost two meter long beast. She snorted at her own stupidity. Dropping the knife that she found back in the first wave of fight, she stared at the werewolf. Expecting to be torn into pieces, she closed her eyes. But nothing came. Opening her eyes, she looked at the creature in front of her. It was staring with great interest back at her, cocking its head in almost a puppy like manner, it huffed and walked ever so slowly behind a large tree. Big white furry shoulders still in view, changing ever so slowly into fine, equally pale shoulders dropping almost fifty centimetres. What almost seemed like hours, which were mere 4 minutes. A soft, sweet voice spoke up. 'Would someone be so kind to give me my dress?' it asked. 'It lays behind the tree, where the woman with the fiery hair stands. '

No one moved, all looking at Molly, waiting for her to make a move. But none came. With a heavy sigh Draco walked towards the tree that the woman(?) mentioned. Picking up the soft fabric, Draco appeared from behind the tree and walked towards the tree where the woman was hiding behind. Narcissa tried to stop him, but was send a glare by her offspring, which made her stop. Draco was now standing in line with the werewolf-human. Everyone could see his eyes widening and gulping a lump that was stuck down is throat. Putting the dress in the outstretched hand and walking very fast back towards his mother. Others could see his flush on his pale features. After a while the creature-turned human emerged from behind the tree. Audible gasped could be heard. Amazement, wonder and lust.

continue? or not to continue, that is the question!

Love Tara