The Author – Hi people! New chapter, faster than I predicted. I just needed to write this scene today. It was already more or less created, but not wrtiten in a readable form. I was reading a Stephen King novel I bought today (Carrie) and got inspired by the book. Hey, its very creep isn't it? So, here it is.

People have been complaining about my grammer and spell. To try to correct that I opened Merriam Webster and used all the time I was writing. It was a real help.

Another think, I don't know why some people don't like Hermione being different. She is a teenager after all. The hormones make fun stuff with people. And in this chapter I changed her appearance...her clothes. I like her being blonde. The actress who do her on the films is a bit blonde isn't it? So, now her clothes are going to be more close to her old ones, but with a detail. Enjoy!

The Wolf Blood Lineage

Chapter Four: The Revelation

Foxylane made a deal with Voldemort. Voldemort promissed "Today I'll kill Snape" and demanded that Foxy kill Dumbledore until the end of the week, or else...

Foxy, before returning to Hogwarts, received some stuff from Lucius Malfoy, her new mentor:

"Foxy" said Lucius "as a new member of the 'Goat Gorguts Gangels' gang, you shall now recieve the sacred artifacts that will help you on the journey against Dumbledore's tyranix oppression."

Foxy was in a state of intensive darling for Lucius. Those silver tufts of orgasmic moonshine drove her in a spiral of rabid infatuative love cramps. The hair...oh the hair. Lucius proverbial frontispiece were in eternal joust against the profusion of smoldering savagery inside Draco's provincial bosom. The eternal strugle between ruthful maturity...and unwary impetuous ardour.

"Foxy? Are you listening?"

Foxy woke from her appreciation of Lucius and Draco's titanic features and said:

"Oh...sorry my sensei. You said..."

"Recieve this items---" and Lucious gave Foxy a sawed-off pink shotgun, a pink leather motorcycle jacket, a pair of leather pink gloves, a greased and sturdy leather pink boots, tight and sexy leather pink pants, a pink leather belt and a horned devil head pink skull helmet.

"You shall use these items everywhere by now. Stop using your old clothes, because our fashion is a symbol of respect. If you don't respect, you don't have respect."

"Okay mister---"

"Oh, and one more thing." and Lucius took Foxy to the palace garage.

"This is your new vehicle."

Foxy had no words to describe that amazing Harley Davidson Softail model she just recieve from her unknown paramour. It was pink, shiny and powerfully romantic!!!!

"Oh mister Lucius, thank you very much!!" and Foxy hugged Lucius very strongly. Lucius was speechless. He wanted to return her unaffected pure love, but at the same time, Voldemort is very greedy about her. His heart is painful and he almost cannot repress his manhodly urges to take that girl and run away with her to the most distant Greek islands of the far easter brainstem of the savage world. The tricks the heart pulls on us are the most treacherous thorns collapsing the floral appendix of passion.

"Okay Foxy you now are a Janissary of stem. It's time to go...don't look back, and steady as she goes in the quest after concelaed cacophonic expericences."

Foxy shed a conspicuous tear. She don't want to let go of Lucius, but she want. She humps on the motorcycle, and Draco humps on the rump behind her.

"Come on my Dog, let us finish our job!"

"Arf Arf!"

Foxy put on her helmet, start the engines and accelerated her new coal hungry machine.

The motorcycle quickened through the mean congested highway back to Hogwarts. The highway have five lanes and the ground is very hot with the sun. It's already four PM and transit is unbearable. Foxy avoids the cars and zigzags thru the lanes finding the best path to reach her destiny amongst thee cars and trucks. However, a danger approaches:

"Arf Arf!!!!!"

"What is it Dog?"

Foxy look up and see...a flying Hippogriff!!!!! The mean caleidonic half bird is nearing Foxy bike, but she goes faster to avoid the doom at the monster's wretched chaos claws. The Hippogriff's rider starts to throw molotov cocktail on Foxy's bike. Will she avoids them?

Foxy's accelerates the bike and it goes beyond 500 mph, and the cocktails explode behind her, fulminating ten cars in one hit with a big explosion of despair. The passengers started to burn and their skins got a bloody roasted horse dung, children and babies too exploded with the killing molotov effect of disgrace and unruly manticore. Panic started to spread all over the transit.

Foxy have no way to escape the moltov bombing, because there are cars on the lanes by her right and by her left. She so decides to do a risk maneuver. She accelerates and climbs on a car's roof, in the middle lane of the highway and jumps from one car to another in the congested row. The car ceilings crashesa ans smashes as she humps on them and lots of windows's glasses get shattered by the impact of the motorbyke powerful fire marble wheels.

The rider on the Hippogriff screams to the racing Foxy's bike bellow:

"AHAHAHAAH!!!! Die bitch!! Die in the flames of bristone Satan!!!!"

"You, who are???" screams Foxy back to the flying rider.

"I? OHHH, you don't want to know master of abditory faithful senses!!" and the rider thorows a hail of cockroached molotvo cocktail over her. Foxy deviates from all ove them but hundreds of trucks and cars explodes, collapsing the ground structures. The collapsing ground starts to spread and menaces to swallow Foxy's bike inside it. She accelerates to run away from the unatural lurid disaster and as she runs, the opening chasms chases her and she have difficulty dodge the molotov cockhails. She must get rid of the Hippogriff.

"Dog!!!" screams Foxy to painful Draco "drive the motorcycle!!!!!"

Draco get grip of the handlebars and Foxy get up and equilibrates herself on the racing motorcycle. The bike is still jumping over the roofs of cars. Foxy pick up her shot gun and starts to shoot the molotov cocktails being throw by the bloviated Hippogriff rider.

"BAMMM!!! BAAAMMM!!!! BAAAMM!!"

One of the shoots hit the molotov next to the Hiuppogriff wigs, and they start to catch fire:

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" screams the edacious Hippo rider.

Foxy aims for the rider's covered head and say:

"Time to swallow roasted PEANUUUUUUUUUUTS!!!!!!!!!" and she shoots the rider`s face, obliterating his head in a thousand of bloody messy pieces of scourged foul brain all over the highway. The Hippogriff catches all fire, falls on the ground and explodes in carnageous ribs and cancerous feathers.

Foxy get grip of the handlebars again and say to Draco:

"Damn, I guess we will never know who the rider was..." and Draco yealls a sad bark.

After that, they arrive at Hogwarts. The motorcycle rages it's mteallic fury all over the scholl and every student comes to see it's shining magnanimosity. Their's jaws drop on the ground with such a greatly display of femininity and awesomenees by Foxy and her motorbike. The heart's of the boys throbs and the girls spit on the ground with much affected jealously. They simple don't understand Foxy's abbominable cruxxes to arrive where she is now today. The success comes with much pain and double effort to accomplish life golas.

Luna Lovegod, who was abserving from far away come near Foxylene and greet her:

"Foxy...you are so great. One day I'll be like you!"

"Oh Luna, don't be so like this...I'm geeting abashed."

Luna was really fancying Foxy's new way of life, she wanted to participated:

"Foxy, can I walk with you by now on?"

Foxy got pensive...well...she can help killing Dumbledore. Luna don't like that old diatribe either.

"Okay Luna, but you need to buy yourr own learth jacket."

"I'll do, right away!!!" and she went. Dog Draco was feeling a bit sad because Foxy didn't did a lot of attention to him.

"Arf Arf!!!" he barked, but Foxy hadmore important things to do. She must contract killers from scholl to help murder the humongous Dumbledore. But who?...apart from Luna obviously. Hum...maybe one of the guys. Foxy went and found Neville Longbottom. She spoke:

"Neville, do you want to join the club?"

Neville got very nervous and freightened. A woman, talking to him? That he can't believe. He passed out and feel on the ground.

"Holy shit Neville, You are weaker that Dog Draco!!! I guess I talk after with you." and Foxy got away still thinking. Who can help kill Dumbledore? Some time thinking...some time thinking...hey...Harry Potter!!! Foxy raced against time and found Harry Potter, seatted on the ground of the courtyard playing poker texas hold-em with Ronald Wesley, Ginny Wesley and Rubeus Haagrid:

"Yo man!!!!" cried Hagrid to Ron, "you are cheatting your butt on this shitty fucking game!!! I don't wanna be fooled more, you see!!!!"

"Shut up you retarded half dick!!!! Cards are what you have in hands, if you get rid, stop with the cock suckerism!!!!" replied Ron with a frowned redful head. He gave a shot on the pot cigarrete he was holding with his black finger. Them, he passed the pot to Harry, who gave a shot too:

"Oh Hagrid...this shit is gooooooood!! You need to bring more free sample from that friend of yours..."

The latent psychodelic smoke was encircling them and they didn't saw Foxy girl ariving. She jumped in the middle of them and scared:

"YYYAAAHHH!!!!"

"WWWHHHOOOOAAAA!!!" shout everybody.

"Hey guys, what are you doing??" asked Foxy.

"Hum" said Hagrid "nothing...I'm just losing ma money to this silly retard Ginny's brother!"

"You don't know how to lend your ass in you giant piece of puking harlot!!!" retrieved Ron.

"Stop boys" said Ginevra "let the Foxy o the talks!" and Ginny gave a shot to the pot. Her eyes were red and her nose was white with so much snowball she had been inhaling lately. After some time in the holidays she discovered her real parents.

They were hippie that participated at the Woodstock three days of peace and love event. Ginny was made there, in the middle of puddles of mud and growing greenery hashish, but she wasn't born that period. Her parents were powerful witches and them blocked her grwoing inside her mom's womb. This causes a bad effect because, if you use magic to block fetus growing in, the gods get displeased and search for new parents to procreate the unborn child. The gods found in Ginny's fake parents, Molly and Arthur Weasley, the perfect mortsafe to not permit her abortion. So she got transfere inside Molly's womb and now, she is here. But the real parents daily habits pass to the child, so she is hippie now.

"I need to talke tête-à-tête with Harry." said Foxy.

Ron got very nervous and rude:

"And me...'Foxylady'...don't do the talk?"

Ginny looked with a question mark face to Ron:

"No Ron, only Harry" retorted Foxy.

Harry got up and they moved to a place more isolated:

"Harry" asekd Foxy "help me, you own me a favour."

"Everythnig Foxy"

"I have to kill Dubledore." and Harry fell on the ground. Dumbledore!!! His paternal figure, the most important man in his entiry earthly life!!! She can't be serious. How that supposed to happen? She is death eater now? She got possesed by unhappy colossal dementors? Is is a monumental joke of unfortunate inconsequences?

"Foxy!!!! You must not say that never in your life!!!"

"Harry...you touched my vagina...you almost defilled my immaculated purity of ages...you smashed our puzzled young friendship with you pot smoking crack addict habit...how do you suppose to negate my only and faithful desire in this life?"

Harry was optionless. Foxy had him on the palm of her hands. It can't be helped, and he knows...but he must know the reason.

"Why Foxy, why??"

Foxy heart was throbbing with doubts, she can't lie to Harry, the only boy who understood her entire life. Only he can help her unravel the palimpsest her mecha wolf lineage brought to her raciness. The truth must be told, no matter what it takes:

"Harry...I'm a mecha wolf..." and Harry felt on the ground in disaster and uncompreehensibility. She...is the enemy!!!!! The wizards want to finish this pognotropic race of lycantroes. And she wants him to fight against the LAW!! Harry head dizzes and swirls with the pot fueled revelation. He had no words:

"Harry, I opened my heart...will you let them rape and dissecrate me?"

Harry is fighting with both worlds, his desires matter no more. The absolute morals are the cockshots now. He must not fail, the fate of the worlds residues in his hands:

"Okay Foxylane...I'll help you..."

Fourth Chapter End