None of theses characters are mine.
Hermione POV
It has been sometime, an unknown number of years since I left England and my old life. I no longer felt like I belong especially after I was attacked. Thankfully that night wasn't a full moon but it did change me.
My friends tried to act as though everything was the same that I was the same old Hermione but I wasn't, I had change. I had become part wolf.
They had all gotten married and began to have families while I was eventually left behind.
So here I am now, in America, trying to build a new life.
But I should have known that the quite life I had built in the woods would not last. Another war is brewing and I can't ignore it. Innocent lives are being threatened and I can help.
That's not my only problem though. This other problem comes in the form of Logan a.k.a. Wolverine. I feel a pull towards him but I must resist.
I am a lone wolf after all.
This is the beginnings of a story that has been bothering me. More to come later, if people like it.