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"Hey Ron!" Harry shouted as he walked into his friends office.
"Well aren't your perky?" Ron grumbled from his spot behind his desk. He glared at his friend and then turned back to the pile of papers he was working on.
"Some one is grumpy." Harry chuckled as he sat down in a chair.
Narrowing his eyes, "Well isn't someone a ray of sunshine today? What is the occasion? Did you get out of paperwork? Get a promotion?
"Nope." Harry chirped.
"You are acting like you finally got a lay…" Ron said flippantly, stacking a pile of papers in a manila folder and sealing it with a flick of his wrist. He waited for the rebuttal but was shocked when Harry remained silent. "You did, didn't you?"
"I didn't come here to talk about my sex life." Harry said shifting in his seat.
"No, but I am actually shocked." Ron grinned. "I would ask who, but I have a feeling I really don't want to know. So what did you need?"
"I have four tickets-"
"Auror Potter and Auror Weasley! You are needed immediately. There has been an attack at St. Mungo's." A no-name auror shouted after he burst through the door of Ron's office. "Hurry now!"
"Hermione!" Ron and Harry shouted before they dashed out of the office and into the chamber made specifically for apparition.
They, along with several other Aurors, landed in a secure location in the magical hospital. There was about ten of them, with Harry and Ron being the higher ranked. They all drew their wands and quietly opened the door to make sure it wasn't an ambush. Heading into the hall, they were appalled at what they saw.
There was healers and medi-wizards running all around trying to help admitted patients and recently hurt coworkers. There was smoke all around them, with injured people lining the halls. The ground shook with what they assumed was explosions.
"Alright, Neville, you take those 4 and head that way. Find out the cause of the attacks, the perpetrators and if you see Hermione, please keep her safe." Harry ordered. They all split of, with three other aurors following with them, watching their backs.
"First things first, we find Hermione." Ron said as they made it to the usual area that Hermione usually worked in. "Make sure that she is okay."
That was the main concern for Ron and Harry. Sure they wanted to make sure everyone else was safe and catch the person responsible for all this, but Hermione was the glue that kept the Golden Trio together. She was the rational and logical side while they were the brash and spontaneous part. They couldn't even fathom a life without her.
"Blimey this is horrible." Ron gasped as they turned a corner in the ICU unit of the hospital. There was downed healers everywhere and marks on the walls from curses and hexes. Part of the main wall had collapsed and they could see outside. They ran the way down the stairs and hurried to the trauma center, which Hermione was the assistant head of.
Ducking just in time, Harry waved a shield around them as curses were hurtled at the group. It seemed that the past case Harry worked on wasn't closed like they all believed. The wannabe Death-eater rebel group was bigger in numbers than they thought. There was several people dressed in black cloaks wearing the common silver masks. Harry mentally counted around 15 in this group yet knowing from experience that there was several groups around the hospital
"Stupefy!" Harry and Ron shouted at the same time, knocking two of them down.
"Its Potter and Weasley! We need to hurry, you lot over here distract them and keep them busy!" One of them shouted as he and a few others backed off and disappeared.
"We need to hurry." Harry told Ron as they dodged a few curses and shot a few back themselves. They already lost a member of their team from a petrificus totalus and they were sorely outnumbered.
"Potter! Come out and fight like a man!" One of them shouted.
Harry cast a protego charm around him and made his way over to the group. He launched three quick curses at them, hoping to get them.
"That is more like it."
Ron followed shortly, telling the other aurors to watch their back and to give them support if needed. He and Harry immediately started dueling the group in front of them. It was two on one with Harry and Ron being at a disadvantage.
Curses flew back and forth as Harry and Ron showed the rebels just who they were dealing with. "Look here buddy, you might as well give up." Ron said as he magically wrapped chains around two of the guys. He grinned with triumph when he flicked his wrist and shot out a flock of yellow birds that went and pecked at the rebels he was fighting. "Trust me, those I know from experience and they aren't pleasant. Be lucky my friend isn't here to send her newly formed eagles at you."
Harry on the other hand was silently fighting, not goading them at all. He cast, protected, dodged and cursed. Not all in the same order of course. He, while fighting, tensed. Something was wrong. Shouting four quick incarcerous chants he chained the remaining ones and took off down the hall, ignoring a shouting Ron. He passed by several rebels, ignoring them or even stupefying them. He arrived in the trauma center and caught sight of Hermione vigorously dueling three rebels off. Behind her was healers trying to protect a group of children.
He stood for a few seconds and watched her in awe as she silently cast charms, hexes and curses left and right and barely even sweated. Her eyes were ablaze with determination and anger. Her magic swirled around her, showing the rebels and everyone around her just how powerful and capable as a witch she was. Transfiguring a few fold up chairs into two wolves with a flick of her wrist, she had the wolf attack a rebel who was trying to sneak around her and get her from behind.
"Such dishonor, you will regret that." Hermione growled as she raised her arms and pushed them forward, releasing a pulse of magic at him, knocking him into the wall. She snapped her fingers and wrapped magically powered chains around him. She then turned back to the other two and pointed her wand at the two. "I will give you two a chance to surrender."
Harry laughed when the rebels threw their wands away from them and raised their arms. Hermione quickly snapped her fingers, and like the other rebel, wrapped chains around them. She used her wand to float the knocked out rebel to the group.
"I always knew to never mess with you when your angry." Ginny said as she stood up from her position over the children.
"No kidding. The transfiguration enough would have sent me running or pissing my self." An older healer laughed as he walked over to her. He quickly evaluated her to make sure she wasn't hurt.
"Hermione!" Harry shouted coming out of his daze. He ran over to her and lifted her in the air as he hugged her. "I was so worried. What happened?"
"Not even sure. One minute Ginny, Caesar here and I were helping a group of children and the next we were being attacked by those robed fellows over there." Hermione shrugged as she critically checked over Harry. He didn't seem hurt but he had the cunning ability to hide injuries as though he wasn't hurt.
"Rude lot they are. From what I heard, they were shouting about capturing the prisoner and bringing the wolf to their master. Something about not hurting the lass either." Caesar said. "Not sure what they meant by the wolf, but I am not an Auror for a reason. I am sure you lot will figure that one out.
"Wolf?" Harry muttered. He gave Hermione a look that she understood.
Ron, a few minutes later arrived floating about 5 rebels with the help of the rookie aurors. He looked a little scuffed up, but was completely fine. "Hey guys, glad to see you all are okay."
"Same with you mate. I see that you captured some more. Have you heard from Neville?" Harry asked. He draped an arm around Hermione's shoulder.
"Yeah, he sent me a patronus. He is wrapping it up in the lower levels. Looks like we caught the majority of them. There wasn't a lot of them remaining." Ron said. "I'm going to say about 15 to 20 rebels apprehended. Merlin know how many escaped."
"Good work mates. Let us do a perimeter check to make sure this place is secure and there are no more attacks. I will send a patronus to Madame Bones and let her know what happened. Let us be quick, as there are a lot of injured."
After about six and a half grueling hours, the magical hospital was repaired and those who were injured were taken care of. There was only a few dead on the scene, mostly from the explosions in the hospital. Harry wrapped up his work and headed to his house, waiting the return of Hermione. Ron went home to Luna, letting her know that he was fine as well as informing her what happened.
Hermione, who looked worse for wear, apparated right in the middle of the living room where Harry was currently pacing. It was around midnight and she had been up for almost a full 24 hours. Sighing when she collapsed onto the comfortable sofa, she rubbed her temples.
"Are you okay there Mia?
"I am extremely tired, physically and mentally." Hermione sighed as she worked to stand back up. Harry helped her up and wrapped an arm around her waist, letting her lean on him for support.
"How about you go take a nice, hot shower and I will whip something up for you to eat. I haven't ate myself, so I imagine you are absolutely famished." Harry said.
"You spoil me rotten." Hermione sighed.
"It is the least I can do after all you have done for me." Harry opened the bathroom door for her and turned to face her. Kissing her briefly on the forehead. "You deserve it anyways. Now, go clean and relax."
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Hermione sighed in pleasure when the hot water caressed and relaxed her tense and sore muscles. She was exhausted and pretty sure that she could fall asleep right where she was standing. But she needed to eat, as she couldn't even remember the last thing she ate. The attack on the hospital was quick and mind boggling.
Knowing for a fact that those rebels were told to attack there for one thing and one thing only, her. They must have been magical capable werewolves that were in Fenrir's pack. This was all speculation, but that seemed the most reasonable.
Turning off the shower and getting out, Hermione dressed and wrapped her hair up in a towel. She was lucky escape unscathed at St. Mungo's. The rebels came quick and attacked hard. There was no strategy, just hit and escape with target. Thankfully, they weren't as capable as they thought they were. They thought that with just numbers, they would succeed.
Hermione headed out of the bathroom and down the hallway towards the kitchen. She could smell the workings of what ever Harry was cooking. It smelt heavenly.
"Hey, just in time!" Harry grinned as he walked over to her. He kissed her swiftly on the lips, grabbed her hand and guided her over to the table. Gently pushing her down, he took the seat next to her. "Come on and eat, so you can go to sleep. I don't work tomorrow and I am sure you don't, so it will be a lazy day."
"Sounds like a plan to me." Hermione smiled at him as they both ate in a comfortable silence.
"I think it is time for bed." Harry smirked, at her yawning for about the tenth time in a row. After dinner, they had migrated to the living room and were curled up on the couch together. Harry was leaned against the back of the couch, Hermione nestled up against his side.
"I don't want to move." Hermione murmured as she curled up closer to him.
Chuckling, Harry lifted her into his arms and stood up. "Don't worry love, I got your back." He stood up with her bridal style and made to go upstairs to his bedroom.
"Aw how sweet." A raspy voice said from behind them. There standing in the kitchen doorway was Fenrir Greyback. He had his arms crossed over his burly chest, grinning maliciously at them. "Now pup, I would appreciate it if you would get your grimy paws off of her."
Growling, Harry slowly set her down and pushed her behind him. His emerald eyes immediately changing to an vibrant amber. "What are you doing here."
"Finishing what I started and here for what is mine." Fenrir snarled, uncrossing his arms and grabbing the doorway. He splintered the doorway in anger. "Now, I normally don't do this but I feel that she has a certain fondness for you. Back down pup. Join my pack or you will die."
"Never." Harry snarled. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Hermione discreetly grab her wand from her pajama pocket.
"Fine then, your funeral." Fenrir jumped at Harry and knocked him back, knocking him over the couch and flipping it. Hermione, ducking out of the way in time, quickly sent out a few patroni for help. She then turned to the fight before her and went to hex Fenrir when another wolf, who they didn't know was there, came up behind her and knocked her out with a swift hit to the base of the skull.
"Get her out of here while I deal with this trash." Fenrir ordered as he used a hard uppercut to his jaw. He quickly and mercilessly pummeled Harry to the ground, breaking his nose and jaw. Harry, too tired from the fiasco at the hospital, was in no condition to fight back. He was knocked out within seconds.
"That should keep you down for awhile. You should have taken the offer while you can pup. You had a lot of potential." Fenrir said to the downed Harry. He kicked him once more and left his house, heading to the pack's home.
A/N: I have about 75% of the story finished. It won't be a very long story, around 15 chapters, 20 at the most. If even that. So updates should come pretty fast, unless I get super busy with work and school, which right now, it shouldn't be a problem.
