"Aaaa"- normal

"Aaaa"- Mind-speak

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A VIOLENT, BESTIAL LEMON (Type thing)

CHAPTER 2

One Month Later, Day of Full Moon.

Harry stumbled out of the floo of the Three Broomsticks, landing on his hands. Hermione came out behind him, and stumbled on him, landing on his back

"Sorry Harry," Hermione said as she stood up.

"It okay," he said as he stood up. "How much longer have we got?"

Hermione pulled a watch out of her coat pocket. "Long enough to eat first." She put the watch back into her pocket as she walked over towards a table.

Hermione had taken Maria's advice and cut her hair. No longer did it fall to her mid back, aside from a set of bangs covering the right side of her face, it was cut rather close to her head. It made her look older than she really was, if only by a few years.

Harry thought about what had happened over the last month.

Meeting the Grangers had been an interesting experience. After picking him and Hermione up at Kings Cross, Michael and Rhona, her parents, had taken them out to eat. Over lunch, the two teens explained what had happened. The Grangers hadn't been to pleased about the fact that their daughter was, not only married, but bitten by a werewolf. They had seen enough horror movies to understand what that meant without much explanation. The mention of the soul-bond and conversation with the two goddesses had startled them. And Michael Granger had glared at Harry when Hermione explained what Luna had told them about what would happen on the full moon.

It was then that the two teens were separated after a brief whispered conference between the parents.

Harry had gone with Michael and Hermione with Rhona. The two teens kept in contact with their mind link as they had received 'the talk' from the elder Grangers. Hermione's was much nicer than Harry's, especially once she explained to her mother about the whole not ovulating until she wanted to. Michael glared at Harry the whole time he talked to the boy, and then threatened him with bodily harm if he ever hurt Hermione.

Then they had gone to Diagon Alley to meet with with the goblins. Both of the Grangers went with them as advisers.

It turned out that Harry had inherited a small fortune from his parents. His father hadn't made much as an Auror, but after his parents death, James had inherited their money and had saved and invested it. But, surprisingly, he had inherited more from his mother, who apparently worked as a model in the muggle world. She had also left him copies of her modeling pictures. He was well off, not as rich as the Malfoys, Blacks, or Longbottoms, but still richer than most wizarding families.

It turned out that the title of Lord was simply a formality. All family heads where Lords or Ladies regardless of wealth. And as the last of his family, Harry was the head. It was explained that the title only needed to be used on formal occasions, dealing with legal documents, and dealing with other families on formal business, such as arranging marriage contracts or familial alliances.

They also found out that their emancipation only meant that they now had authority in financial decisions and no longer needed the Grangers or Dursleys, respectively, permission to do anything in the wizarding world. They still weren't allowed to use magic outside of school until after they completed their owls at least, two years earlier than most witches and wizards. They also learned that they were married the instant they soul-bonded. Gringotts and the Ministry both had registers that would notify them. But unlike Gringotts, the Ministry didn't check theirs on a regular basis.

After speaking with the goblins, Harry and Hermione withdrew some money and made two stops in the alley. Flourish & Blotts, were Hermione purchased two books on wizard customs, and a few other books on various subjects. The second stop was at Madam Malkin's. There they both bought a long trench coat. Harry's had several pockets and was fur-lined with black buttons., and was similar, if smaller, to Hagrid's moleskin coat. Hermione's coat had only two pockets, one on each side, and had a high collar. Her coat had a zipper all the way to the top of the collar. Both coats were black leather and had deep pocket, auto-fit, shadow, durability, and auto-climate charms.

He and Hermione were wearing those coats now.

Harry and Hermione waited in silence as Madame Rosmerta came over and took their orders, and continued until they got their food and through their meal. The silence wasn't awkward, both were nervous about tonight, it would be the first time they changed and neither had any idea what to expect other than 'fucking like mad'.

They were both simply happy that their first time had been a few nights ago. It had been awkward at first, painful for Hermione, but it had been slow, tender, and loving. Hermione reading about sex, getting Harry to read several books about it, had probably made it better than it normally would have been, considering they had both never done anything like it before. Then again Maria, as the goddess of love, lust, and sex, may have intervened without their knowledge so that they could both enjoy their their first time. They simply didn't know, although Harry was inclined to give credit to his wife.

The Grangers had been very understanding, although Michael had sent the occasional glare towards Harry. It had, thus far, been far better than any summer at the Dursleys. And, again thanks to Hermione, he had already finished all of his summer homework.

Ron had written to both Harry and Hermione about going to the Quidditch World cup later in the summer, and after checking their newly acquired lunar calendar, accepted his invitation.

After finishing their meal, Hermione pulled the watch out of her pocket and checked it again. "Come on Harry, we better get going if we're going to get deep enough into the forest."

They didn't have anyplace at the Grangers that would be safe for them to change on the full moon, and no place to go were they didn't run the risk of running into somebody. And so Hermione and he had agreed that it would be best for them to floo to Hogsmeade and go into the forbidden forest for their change, as they planned to do once they returned to Hogwarts.

And so the two friends walked out of the Three Broomsticks and into a much quieter than they were used to Hogsmede. The two were very subdued as they walked out of the village and towards the forest.

"How far in do we go?" Harry asked when they reached the edge of the forest.. "We won't be very safe until we change."

Hermione sighed. "As deep as we can before we change.

They walked about fifty feet into the forest before Hermione stopped. "This should be far enough in to leave our things," she said. She unzipped her coat and left it, and her sandals in the hollow of one of the trees, leaving her dressed in a pair of holey jeans and a cheap t-shirts that was a few sizes too large for her. Though that didn't hide the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra as Harry could clearly see her nipples protruding from beneath the fabric.

Harry followed suit, leaving his coat with hers. Unlike her, he only wore a pair of jeans that, like hers, were holey and worn. He also took off the sandals he had bought a few days ago along with his glasses and put them with the coat.

Both knew that there clothes likely wouldn't survive the transformation. It was why they, not only were wearing the minimal amount of clothes they could, but had purchased the coats in the first place.

They both winced as they continued to walk deeper into the woods, Hermione leading Harry without his glasses as the light began to fade. Pebbles, twigs and other various protrusions from the earth were uncomfortable on their bare feet. Shortly before the light completely faded, they felt it. The moon had risen.

Hermione screamed as a wave of pain tore through her body. Her eyes clenched close as she collapsed to the ground. It felt as if her insides were on fire. She could feel her bones twisting and growing, could feel as her muscles began to bulge and grow more dense. It was the most painful thing she had ever experienced. Soon her creams of pain turned into a cacophony of harsh growls, snarls, and whines.

Harry's eyesight suddenly sharpened and he watched as his wife changed in front of him. He bit back his screams as he began to experience his own pain. But he kept his eyes open, focused on Hermione. He could see the muscles and bone beneath her skin changing. Her mouth and nose elongated into a snout as her teeth began to sharpen. About the time that her ears began to move up her head, harry no longer cared, he was transforming along with her. And it was at this point that his instincts began to fight with his mind.

Neither noticed when the other began to sprout fur, when the clothes they had worn were shredded, or when they grew in size. At the end of the transformation, two long howls echoed throughout the the forest and surrounding countryside.

The two lycans were very different from Lupin and other werewolves like him. Werewolves were sickly looking creatures, with long, thin appendages and bodies, with very little hair (A/N-think about what werewolf Remus looked like in the movie). Harry and Hermione were muscular creatures that stood taller than most grown men if they were to stand upon their hind legs. Their shoulders were broad and muscular, though Hermione's stuck out slightly further than Harry's, the only immediate visible difference besides size and genitalia that marked Hermione as the female. Wicked claws curved from their fore and hind paws, sharp as razors and hard as stone. Gleaming white teeth were equally sharp. (A/N- think about the werewolves in the Van Helsing movie)

Hermione was slightly shorter than Harry, standing at a little over eight feet tall. Brown hair the same shade as her hair now covered her body., with a tuft protruding out over her right eye in a strange mimic of her human haircut. Chocolate brown eyes that normally held compassion, kindness, and curiosity were now filled with a thirst for violence and lust.

Harry stood at an even nine feet. His fur midnight black and his green eyes echoing the look in his wife's, his mate's.

Hermione could feel the arousal in her loins as she looked over her shoulder. She didn't see Harry, she saw a strong and healthy male. But he would have to prove himself worthy of her. She let out a long howl, a challenge to the male, and she took off deeper into the forest upon all fours. She weaved through the trees with a speed and agility that was disguised by her large size, bounding through the forest and around the tree close to thirty miles per hour.

Just as Hermione did not see harry, he did not see Hermione. When he gazed upon her, he saw a strong, healthy, and fertile female. His nostrils flared as he smelled her heat. Then she challenged him and took off into the forest. He let out his long hunting howl as took off after her.

Hermione could feel herself become more aroused as the male chased after her, unintentionally making the sent of her arousal stronger for Harry to smell as he chased her. This in turn made him more aroused.

The two lycans continued their chase through the forest, going deeper than many humans had dare go. They tore through the forest at high speed, moving with a deadly grace.

After a good two hours of a running, Harry leaped forward, tackling Hermione to the forest floor. He growled warning, telling her not to try and run again.

The female lycan whined a plea in response, asking him to take her. The chase had only aroused them both more. She raised her hind end up off of the ground, offering herself to a worthy male.

Harry gripped her hips with his claws, tearing into her flesh and preventing his bitch from fleeing. His large cock had descended from it's sheath, and stood tall at a staggering fifteen inches and as thick as as a can of soda with a large bulb towards the tip.

As Hermione raised herself up onto her front paws, harry lined himself up with her glistening pussy. Her juices were dripping from between her hind legs, coating her fur in the fluid. There was no gentleness as he forced himself into his bitch's tight heat at the same time his jaw bit down into her shoulder, securing her even more.

Hermione snarled as she felt the male's steel cock enter her at the same time as she felt him bite into her shoulder. But as he pulled back and began to thrust, she did not feel the pain of his claws in her hips, or his fangs into her shoulder. All she felt was lust and need and pleasure as she began to thrust back into him.

Their coupling was brutal and violent. Neither was gentle, nor did either wish to be. Snarls and growls of pleasure and warning echoed around the forest, warning other creature not to approach, on pain of death. Orgasm after orgasm the two continued to mate, never slowing down or stopping. Their juices mixed and fell down their legs onto the forest floor. The two lycans were beyond logic, reason, or thought. All they could think about was the pleasure they were both receiving.

It wasn't until the moon set several hours later that the two collapsed exhausted into the dirt, still changed, still with Harry's cock buried deep in Hermione's sex.

It was well after noon when Hermione awoke. She could feel Harry still inside her, and above her. With perfect clarity, she remembered last night, and was sure that beneath her fur she was blushing. She couldn't remember the many orgasms she had had last night. It had been the most primal and enjoyable thing she had ever experienced. She was surprised she wasn't in any pain, she expected to be, considering how hard and long she and Harry had coupled. Not to mention the fact that he had torn into her flesh with tooth and claw.

"Harry," she sent in an effort to wake him. "Harry! Wake up!"

Sh felt him stir above her.

"Mione?" he asked.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Unless you fucked someone else last night. Now get off, you're larger than me."

"Sorry Mione." He said before standing and pulling out of her.

Hermione let out a whimper as he pulled out. She suddenly felt empty. But she stood up to face him.

Now that her mind was her own and not clouded by lust or pain, she could truly assess the beauty and strength of his lycan form. He would easily be a match for any creatures his own size, and probably a few that were larger, not that there were many. She wondered if she looked as strong as him?

"You do," Harry answered.

"Did I send that to you?" she asked. "I didn't mean to."

"I'm sorry about last night," Harry apologized. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

She snorted. "No. In fact you gave me more pleasure than I thought was possible," she assured him. "I think Maria and Luna gave us some type of healing ability."

Harry walked over and ran his head against hers in a gesture of affection. "Good." He looked her over, noticing her shoulder and hips were unmarked. "I think your right. I don't see a mark on you." His nostrils flared and he shuddered.

"What;s wrong Harry?" Hermione asked concerned.

"Use your nose."

Hermione took a deep breath and instantly knew what Harry meant. The surrounding area was filled with the scent of the previous exertions, and the scent was beginning to make her aroused again.

"I think we'd better go," Harry said. "Before we do it again. Not that I don't want to, but..."

"Agreed," Hermione said as she turned away and began to lope away on all fours. "Come on. I want to see what we're capable off before going back home."

Harry fell into step beside her.

Both lycans were on edge until they could no longer smell the area they had coupled in. That's not to say they couldn't smell it, or each other, but it was much more bearable. Then they began to test themselves to see what they were capable of.

They didn't return to their clothes until the next morning. By following their noses, they were able to find the coats they had left behind. Then the two willed themselves back to normal, and the change wasn't nearly as painful as it was before. And, as told, their bodies had changed.

The first thing Harry noticed was that he could see clearly, despite not wearing his glasses. The second thing he noticed was that Hermione was standing just a few feet away from him, naked.

She was taller than before, and much more muscular. He could see the muscles flex in her arms and legs, added to that was the eight-pack abs she now sported. But what drew his attention where her breast, what had before been a decent B-cup, were now firm D-cups. Her light brown nipples were pebbled and protruding due to the morning chill, and he could help but look down to her hairless sex. He quickly looked away and grabbed his coat and sandals.

Hermione knew that Harry had been staring at her. She had seen him from the corner of her eye, and in truth it made her feel good, knowing that he enjoyed looking at her. She knew she had changed, it was pretty hard to miss her larger chest. And she could feel the strength in her limbs. But she resolved to look in the mirror when she and Harry returned to her home. She had no doubt her parents were worried, since she and Harry hadn't returned yesterday.

But she was also observing Harry out of the corner of her eye. Like her, he had changed. He was taller, and much more muscular. Before he had been thin, but athletic. He didn't have any bulging muscles, but at the same time wasn't weak. Now, his shoulders were broader, and his pecs much larger. She could see that his arms and legs were heavily muscled, and he now sported a well defined eight-pack. He looked as though he worked out trying to build muscle, but unlike a lot of body builders, he didn't look like it was too much. Somehow, all the muscles seemed to suit him. She smiled as she saw his erection, it was bigger than she remembered.

Before their transformation, when they had first made love, he wasn't any longer than six inches, which according to her reading was about the average size for guy. But now she wondered how it would fit, it was easily eight inches, maybe nine, and a bit thicker as well. The transformation had certainly helped him. And she loved how firm his ass was now.

She slipped on her sandals before putting on and zipping her trench coat. It fit snugly, but not uncomfortably, to her figure. And she thanked the shadow charms that would keep people from seeing than she had now pants or underwear on underneath the coat as she walked, as long as her leg didn't extend past the coat anyway.

She watched as Harry buttoned up his coat. His hair looked neater, and she idly wondered if that was one of the things changed about him. She watched as he picked up and slipped his glasses into his pocket.

He turned back to her and smirked. Holding out his arm he asked, "Shall we my lady?"

Hermione smiled and wrapped her arm in his. "With pleasure milord."

He chuckled as the two of them began to walk out of the forest, and back to the Three Broomsticks. After paying Rosemerta to use the floo, they went to the Leaky Cauldron. From there they went into muggle London. Hermione led them to the nearest payphone, where she called her parents and assured them she and Harry were fine. She also told them not to be to alarmed when she and Harry got home due to the changes, and the fact that they both needed a shower.

Then they had endured the train and bus rides required to reach the Grangers home. They received several curious glances due to the dirt visible on their hands and hair.

Michael and Rhona were shocked at the changes in the two teens when they arrived shortly before dinner.

Harry was a gentlemen and let Hermione shower first, unfortunately, this left him to explain what happened to the Grangers. He left out the fact that he had dug his fangs and claws in Hermione, and naturally, Michael glared at him and grumbled under his breath until Rhona hit him lightly in the back of the head.

Harry was thankful when Hermione finished her shower and he was allowed to escape.

The next day, the Grangers parked their cars in the driveway and closed the garage doors. Harry and Hermione knew that without the full moon to cloud their thought, it would be perfectly safe to change, or shift as she had begun to call it, in front of her parents. The garage was the only place big enough to do so.

Seeing their daughter and her boyfriend, they refused to acknowledge Harry as Hermione's husband until there was some type of ceremony, change into an eight and nine foot animal, respectively, was a shock, especially when, afterward, all four sat down and Hermione explained what they had learned from their experimentation in the forest.

They were able to move boulders as large as a delivery van. Their claws could tear through trees like a hot knife through butter. And they could run at least thirty miles per hour, they hadn't been able to run full out due to the trees.

They would have to endure one more full moon before going to the World Cup, and returning to Hogwarts, though they would have to sneak into the forest their first week back.

The rest of the summer found Harry and Hermione trying to get used to their increased sense of smell and hearing. They would really have trouble when either of them would get aroused, as it turned out that they could both smell the others arousal and that it would cause the other to become aroused. Hermione had trouble because, although it didn't affect her as Harry's scent did, she could basically smell when either of her parents were aroused and when they had sex, which both things that no one wanted to think about their parents doing.

A side effect of this is that it was not unusual for Harry and Hermione to disappear and reappear later looking flushed and/or rumpled. Michael wasn't very happy, but after an explanation, accepted it...reluctantly. Rhona accepted it and would have rather interesting conversations with her daughter, not to mention making a lot of innuendos to the two teens.

They also went shopping for clothes that would fit well with being able to change and ruin clothes, in other words they found and bought the cheapest clothes they could. And both had become used to not only walking barefoot, but not wearing any undergarments, much to Harry's delight, Michael's disapproval, and Rhona's amusement.

Hedwig enjoyed being able to spread her wings and fly whenever she wanted, as she had been unable to do at the Dursleys, and was kept fairly busy with correspondence between Ron. Although she clearly didn't like Ron's new owl Pigwidgeon, Pig for short. Sirius had sent the owl to Ron on the train ride home as a replacement for Scabbers, who turned out to be a human animagus. Crookshanks slept or demanded attention throughout the summer, mostly sleeping.

But both animals could sense the change in their respective masters. It mattered little to them, they knew when not to approach the couple.

Besides Ron, they received a few letters from Sirius, usually delivered by a tropical bird of some sort, and Hagrid asking about their summer. They usually left out a few details.

When the next full moon came, the two teens again made their way to the Forbidden Forest. They actually didn't have sex, as their chase through the woods brought them close to the acromantula colony. Many of the giant spiders were killed that night. When their minds returned, neither Harry nor Hermione felt much remorse for killing the creatures, they had attacked first after all. Most of the other creatures in the forest were smart enough to stay away from the two large lycans, even when they were in their right mind.

The day before Harry's birthday, was when they were to head to the Burrow. Both informed Ron, who had no idea that they were spending the summer together, that the would get to the burrow on their own. And so, the night before they were to leave, they packed their trunks up. And the Grangers threw a small party for Harry, much to his surprise. Michael and Rhona both gave him presents as well. From Michael, he received a pocket watch with a picture of himself and Hermione, taken earlier that summer, inside the cover. Rhona gave him a copy of the Kama Sutra, much to Harry's embarrassment and Michael's displeasure. Although Michael did take him aside and assured harry that he had no problems with him, it was just the idea of his baby girl have sex that he didn't like. "You're a good kid Harry," Michael said. "I trust you to take care of my baby."

Hermione explained that she would give him his gift at the Burrow.

The next day Harry and Hermione again made their way to the Leaky cauldron, where they would then floo to the Burrow.

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A/N- Hope you enjoyed. I thought about using the Lycans from Underworld, but I like the look of Van Helsing's werewolves better. Sorry if I disappointed anyone. And I didn't go into much detail for the summer due to the fact that Rowling doesn't really cover the summers before Harry's birthday. In fact the only reason I have is because the first transformation occurred during it.

Please review, but no flames. I don't mind criticism, but saying that it sucks is not criticism, it's rude.