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Sigyn Faye Anasta stood outside by the park outside of London. She knew it was a matter of time before she was truly hunted for what she was. She was the last of the true immortals. Yes, there was other out there but they were all tainted by the other two immortals, vampires and werewolves. Until there was a way to cure them there was no hope with their blood. The wind blew moving her blonde hair across her face. Her blue eyes locked with the nearly full moon. Her father died when she was in Hogwarts and that was centuries ago. Her mother died in child birth with her during a total solar eclipse. But she looked like she was in her mid-twenties. A scent caught her attention she had many traits of her fellow immortals. A heightened sense of smell and sight were just a few.
"Hello, Remus," Faye said softly her eyes still locked with moon and stars as if she was reading them.
"Faye, what are doing out here so close to full moon. "
"A werewolf would be a welcome person at this point, that or a vampire," Faye said as her eyes focused on the moon.
"Faye you do not mean that."
Faye turned her eyes to him regard him. Her blue eyes were a silvery blue with deep nearly midnight blue ring on the outer edge of them. She pulled her thin jacket closer to her hourglass shaped body. She stood five feet seven inches tall. Her face had animalistic beauty to it. It had to do with how her eyes were placed on her face that was much like cat eyes that with her full lips. She had predatory look to her. If one looked truly close they could see the glamour used on her hair. The pin straight blonde hair was not her natural hair.
"Can't you see it, Remus; with you all hunting his Horcruxes. How long before he hunts for another way to be immortal. It's a dark and troubling time Remus; not only for yourself but for me. I have seen dark wizards come and go but none like him. Grindelwald was close but then I had Albus. He will not stop until he gets what he wants: True immortality. And I no longer have Albus to protect me," Faye said.
"The Order will protect you," Remus said
"The order is scattered to four winds. As much as they would try to help me they cannot. Most do not know what I am. And those that do, a limited to you, Moody and Severus. Severus has betrayed us. The two things that can change my blood are a werewolf or vampire. So yes, a werewolf would be welcome."
Remus looked up at the moon then at Faye. He would hate to see anything happen to her out there. He always saw her as a sister. She was one of the few people besides Sirius that keep him company on the full moons, in her Animagus form of a white wolf. Even though she was smaller than him for some reason Moony seemed to obey her. He was not sure he could even do it but he would kill himself if he did not offer.
"I could bite you now," Remus offered.
"Moony, that is sweet but you have a mate with a pup on the way. Besides only an alpha wolf can change a person, not on the full moon," Faye said.
"Where will you go?" Remus asked.
"The forest"
"Can you survive out there?"
"Moony if anyone can survive it's me…" Faye said taking off into woods transforming as she ran into a white wolf.
Meanwhile far away from them, in Malfoy Manor, Voldemort sat by the fireplace contemplating his next move. Nagini was at his feet. Rabastan Lestrange came forward with a book. He wore a worried expression on his face. He dropped to his knees in front of Voldemort. Lord Voldemort looked from his contemplation at the man that disturbed him.
"Rabastan what brought you here to disturb me?" Voldemort asked calmly.
"I found it. When you learned that, from Severus, about Dumbledore hunting for your Horcruxes. You asked if there was another way to become immortal. And I found it; Vampires and Werewolves share the same ancestor. Now both of their lines are tainted with the curse of Werewolf or Vampire. But there was a third child from that union. A wizard and that line still survive today. Anasta line of witches and wizards ages at a rate similar to Werewolves and Vampires. They can die like werewolves and vampires but only by certain means, a killing curse will not kill them. Only one survives from that line and with her blood, you can have an immortal life. Her name is Faye Anasta," Rabastan said.
"That is a fairy tale, the potion and charms to create such potion would be nearly impossible," Voldemort said.
"Not for the Half-blood Prince, my lord," Rabastan said.
"Send for Greyback, I have a job for him if anyone can find this Faye Anasta he can," Voldemort said.
Moments Later Greyback stocked in. He looked every bit the animal he was known to be. He was not least bit afraid. He bowed to Lord Voldemort.
"You wanted to see me, my Lord," Greyback said.
"I have a mission for you. Besides working with the snatchers, I want you to find a witch for me. One, that you have a history with her relatives. I want her alive, no werewolf bite. I need her blood as it is now pure," Lord Voldemort told him.
"What her name?" Fenrir asked.
"Faye Anasta," Lord Voldemort said.
"It will be done," Fenrir said
"Good, you are dismissed," Lord Voldemort ordered.
Fenrir rose bowed once more before he turned and departed. Once out on the grounds, he apparited to the forest where his pack was from. He took as hutter breath rest his hand against a large oak tree. The name Anasta hit him harder than he cared to admit. It was almost like he was hit in the gut. The image of young woman with dark curls and piercing blue eyes and animalistic beauty smiling face came to the forefront of his mind.
Fenrir and Sigyn sat on the grounds of Hogwarts under a tree near the black lake. His back was against the tree. Her long dark hair was pooled over his trouser and she lay on the ground in the slightly cloudy sky. Her blue eyes caught his blue eyes as she read aloud from their defense book. He was in Slytherin uniform while she was dressed in her Ravenclaw uniform. They were both different they knew that from the beginning. Since the train ride here they had been a friend even if she was sorted into the wrong house. Truly, she was his only real friend that was not afraid of him in the least. He was turned into a werewolf when he in his second year. She had stayed by his side even then. He loved her in a way well as much as a werewolf could love a human. It was the seventh year.
"You will never hurt me right Fen," Sigyn asked after she read aloud about Werewolves
"Sig you know I am incapable of hurting you," Fenrir said picking a daisy from the ground weaving into her dark hair.
"I am your mate aren't I," Sigyn asked.
Fenrir did not answer her but kissed her forehead. She laughed playfully hit his chest. They lived in that playful happiness. Neither knowing how short lived it would be. He leaned down kissing her softly. She returned the kiss her finger nails brush through his stubble on his chin. He knew in his heart that she was his mate but could not put those words in his mouth. Professor Dumbledore approach them he looked at her gravely. Her once carefree playful blue eyes turned cold.
"Miss Anasta, I need you to come with me," Professor Dumbledore said.
Sigyn got up moved over to Dumbledore. Dumbledore wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She looked over her shoulder at him. Mouthing the words "I love you, Fen".
Fenrir woke from his memories. It was the last time he ever saw Sigyn. The story was that she had leave transferring school or some horse shit story like that. For the rest of his immortal life he would remember her eyes. At least, now he had a chance to make her family pay for making him weak.
Sigyn knelt by a stream in the forest dean. She looked at her reflection. She could remember her first love. Part of her wanted to find him the other part of her toldhergo to Romania. A vampire would be more than willing to turn a woman like her.
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