Malfoy...
"What are you doing out here?"
"The same could be said for you Granger" he replied glaring at her slightly as she huffed and sorted out her clothes as though ruffled. Glancing up at the sky, the clouds were starting to get less. If Malfoy stayed he'd see what would happen, she could attack him and hurt him or even kill him. It hadn't bothered her so much that it was Malfoy but she'd be locked away for killing a student. She noted that in Malfoy's hand there was a broom
He must've been out practising late...
She turned again glancing nervously at the clouds.
"It'd be best if you go back now Malfoy, really" she insisted, now wasn't really the time to start arguing
"Why would that be Granger" he sneered back, the clouds were starting to clear completely and she could feel the tingling down her body, she wouldn't have a chance to get away unless she thought of something quick
"Malfoy please-"she started to beg before a blinding pain shot through her body. There was nothing she could do, the moonlight bathed over her body slowly; a stark contrast to what was happening to her body.
Malfoy looked on in intense concentration; he had no clue that this would be why she was out here
"Go," she screamed once more as there was a loud rip of clothes and skin coming apart. He blinked and felt bile rise in his throat as he watched the petite girl grow and rip out of her skin, large nails extending to claw on her small hands and her face changing shape with long canines coming out. When the popping of bones and the ripping of skin had stopped, he looked on in gross fascination as the small hairy girl let out a whimper, and then a loud howl.
Not needing to be told twice he mounted his broom and hovered off the ground, ready to take off if need be. He knew he wouldn't get much sleep as the Granger werewolf took off into the woods. For some reason he reached down and grabbed the shreds of clothes from the ground and swiftly took after the she-wolf into the woods.
I must be insane....
He had lost track of time because the moon had started to fade and the small specks of light were seen over the horizon of the black lake. He had followed the Granger she-wolf through the forest, seen her interact shyly with other beasts amongst the forest, keeping an eye out himself for any hanging beasts that should choose to attack, his wand at the ready, but nothing came. He finally followed her to the edge of the Forbidden Forest again and out next to the Lake, she'd curled in a dead tree hollow and lain down. There was a small groan and scuffling sounds before he deemed it safe to go down, landing softly he left his broom lying gently against the tree and peered through the gap in the tree.
Lying curled around herself was a very small and very naked Hermione Granger fast asleep on a file of leaves. If Draco hadn't been so fascinated at how the light gently hit her face and bathed her body in a warm glow, he would have laughed and ridiculed in his sleep. He knew her secret now and knew he had something juicy against her. There was a faint twinge of guilt in his heart when he thought of this; he'd witnessed something private and something not to be mentioned to anyone else.
When did this happen? How long had she been like this?
A small, muffled snort brought him out his thoughts; the petite she-wolf had moved again in her sleep, he let out a small smile before putting the mask in place. Remembering that he'd been sitting on her shredded clothes most of the night on his broom her went and grabbed them before attempting to fix them
"Repairo" he said quietly, before going back around in front of the tree. He sat down next to the opening in the hollow and waited. The sun was just coming up over the lake and reflecting over it. The huge squid was swimming across the top and Draco could just make out the side of its body and large eyes looking up at the sky and reflecting the rising sun. He smiled again until he felt a small hand grab his arm, he jumped and turned quickly, ready to attack anyone near him.
"M-Malfoy?" came a muffled voice from the small brown haired girl, he looked down to see Hermione Granger naked and rubbing her eyes. His eyes widened before trying to do the right thing and look away, but failed because of the long angry marks running down her skin as though it was trying somewhat half heartedly to fix itself.
She opened her eyes and seen bright blonde hair outside the hollow she'd chosen to lie in.
He followed me, why?
Disregarding the obvious fact of her nakedness, she reached out to touch his arm and get attention. He'd jumped and looked shocked, she rubbed her eyes and looked again, his eyes were on her arms, legs and body. Whether he was staring at her breasts she didn't know but she immediately assumed that it was the very angry and very sore lines across her body from the tearing of the skin. She felt his hand come out and gently rub the one down her arm; she winced and twitched at the alien feeling on her arms.
"Sorry" he mumbled before turning and withdrawing his hand, she then felt something soft tumble into her lap. It was her repaired clothes, she looked shocked then smiled at the boy she'd looked at before with hatred, he was being so kind to her right now that it almost made her cry out.
She quickly changed and started to crawl out of the hollow, Malfoy was standing at the edge of the lake with his broom in hand, and leaning against it as the sun was now higher in the sky and looking down angrily. He turned when he heard the leaves ruffle and saw her standing there worse for wear.
"Why are you here?" she asked tiredly, leaning heavily on the old oak
"You're a werewolf," it wasn't a question, just a statement. A very true and obvious one.
"Elgar" was all she said before looking up at the sky "Greybacks second in command" he looked at her shocked before stepping forward towards her "The sun is so nice," she commented on wistfully before slowing closing her eyes and falling forwards. Draco's seeker reflexes came into action and caught her before she fell. Grunting to himself he looked at the small fragile girl with annoyance
"How the bloody hell did I get stuck with this, this mudblood wolf," he snorted in distain. He decided on lifting her and taking her back to the castle, it wouldn't look good if he just left the girl to get attacked or better yet, eaten by the giant squid.
He mounted his broom and took off towards the other side of the lake and their school. They flew swiftly over the black lake with the squid looking up hopefully before sinking to the dark depths. He noticed a single head of red hair wandering just at the edge of the Forbidden Forest and heard her shout
"Hermione! Hermione! Where are you?"
It must be Weaselbe's sister
Thinking best to descend and hand his light baggage to the girl on the ground he came down and landed a few feet from where the tree was and the ginger haired girl.
"Weasely, I believe I have what you're looking for," he said monotonously before dismounting and hoisting Granger into an easier position to carry her.
"Hermione! Oh-!" she stopped short after seeing Draco holding her in such a delicate way, he looked haggard and tired "Why've you got her!" she asked getting angry at him
"I followed her last night," was his simple answer, it was the truth though and Ginny could see it in his eyes, she sighed and wandered over before looking at the red lines angrily
"She needs Pomfrey, now. Can you carry her?" she asked, more pleading with him with her eyes. Sighing in annoyance at the Gryffindor, he began to follow her silently, looking down occasionally at the girl in his arms. He had looked sceptically at the ginger as she picked up his broom and walked briskly in front of him occasionally turning her head to check he was following.
Poppy Pomfrey knew of Hermione's affliction and tsk'd her way around the room as the gaunt Hermione was placed onto the bed softly by Draco. He looked down at her and frowned slightly at how her skin was still a bright red and angry scratches weren't healing properly. Ginny thanked him but he didn't move he just stood looking on awkwardly. He didn't know why he'd stayed there but he did. He felt compelled now, he'd seen someone's deepest darkest secret and somehow it made him feel wanted.
The war had changed Draco Malfoy, after watching his father die, his mother tortured and watch as Death eaters killed without reason. This was not who he had ever wanted to be, he'd done it to save and try and keep his mother from danger, the threats made by his father had made him stay and follow. He'd never taken the dark mark though, he could thank his mother for that one; she had insisted that he never take the mark unless absolutely necessary.
After coming to the order and going through many exams and tests and giving up information on the Manor he was allowed to assist where he could on their war effort. It had not been his wish to take a single side but what has happened, happened. He'd witnessed things that a 16 year old should never have to see and things he'd never wanted to see. He'd been there also at the battle at Hogwarts, he'd see the inferi devour peoples bodies, seen death eaters storm the castle. There wasn't really any other plain as day way to put it. He was different. He cared now; cared about people he'd fought with. He'd seen these people in their best days, at their worst and at their deaths. He cared.
'I could be the Alice,
to your wonderland,
and find where the beasts are lain,
where was the dragon slain?
This could be our fairytale,
we'll make them all disappear.'
