The meeting was over quickly. Fenrir had listened the whole time, trying to gain as much information as he could about the activities of the Order. They had left in silence and this time Emma went with them, she had another mission that included staying with the Weasley's which Bill's idea was conveniently yet again. After they all left, Fenrir put the files back onto the table and stared at Hermione waiting for her to speak.

She did not utter a single word.

Instead she stared at the files, a look of discomfort on her face. Fenrir squinted his eyes at her, trying to see through her but her defences were up and ready to block him. Hermione noticed that he was looking at her and stared back in response. They were both eyeing each other neither one of them wanted to look away first. It was like a game that they were both taking too seriously. In the end it was Hermione who looked away first. She couldn't bear being under his gaze any longer. Instead she got up, and picked up the files with her. She then began walking towards the stairs and eventually her room, but Fenrir stopped her, by blocking her path with his body.

"What is it? What don't I know?" He confronted, as he watched her try to regain her composure. He could sense her heart beating much too quickly and her breath becoming short. He asked her again, after she did not reply the first time.

"I just - I'm not – you see - it's quite silly really-"Hermione was finding it hard to convey her thoughts. Her mind was racing, she was going mad.

"Spit it out" Fenrir snapped, making her stop her silly ranting.

"I'm going to look over the files in my room, and then we will discuss a date. I don't think we will see any vampires, but we have to keep protected. I'll let you know when I'm done" Hermione said as she avoided looking into his eyes. Fenrir instantly knew she was lying. She seemed agitated now. Fenrir was getting annoyed with her. He did not like being lied to.

"Very well, I'll go with you. We can both look at the files, seeing as I'm the one who accepted this mission" Fenrir said, as he began walking up the stairs, but Hermione stayed behind.

"You don't have to do that, I can manage Fenrir" Hermione said, her voice was strained. She had just confirmed that she was in fact hiding something.

"What are you hiding from me? I can sense your discomfort" Fenrir said as he slowly walked back down to Hermione.

"I am not hiding anything" Hermione retorted but Fenrir knew better. He wasn't convinced and neither was Hermione.

"Do not insult me by lying Hermione, tell me what it is" Fenrir snapped making Hermione jump back. Within an instant her defences crashed and Fenrir could see her internal battle.

"I can't tell you, I can't- I'm sorry" Hermione said her voice breaking. Her hands were trembling and Fenrir didn't know what to do. Was he supposed to comfort her? He didn't have much experience with female emotions.

"What happened? It has something to do with the case doesn't?" Fenrir asked, as he took the files from her hand.

"The vampires have been a problem for us before, Ron was sent to gather information. He sent me a letter saying there was activity in some of the tunnels, and that he thought they were tracking him. They knew he was there. I didn't get any letters after that. Nothing. He just disappeared. No one else knows what happened. They still think he's alive, he's not due back for another two months" Hermione cried, as tears spilled onto her red cheeks.

Fenrir could not speak. He could see her crumbling, he could see her guilt. He could also see her reason.

That's why she was so silent.

She didn't want the case. She didn't want to find this Ron fellow. Fenrir was shaken from his thoughts when Hermione began speaking again.

"I went to the tunnels afterwards and they were empty. I know about these tunnels Fenrir, I've always known about these tunnels" Hermione confessed, and Fenrir began understanding her.

"Does anyone else know?" Fenrir asked quietly.

"Bill" Hermione replied, as she wiped her eyes.

Anger surged through him. Bill was up to something and Fenrir did not like it, not one bit.

"He knew? And he still put you on the case? Something doesn't add up" Fenrir said aloud.

"What? Why do you suspect that everyone has something to hide?" Hermione asked. She was getting annoyed with his paranoia. Why couldn't he just trust anyone?

"Because they all do, you have just proven my point" Fenrir said as he gave her the files back. Hermione did not say anything else. Instead, her head hung low with defeat. She knew he was right. They all did have something to hide.

"Fenrir, you can't tell anyone. They can't find out like this" Hermione whispered, her voice was barely audible. Fenrir nodded his head with agreement.

"You begin looking at the files, I have a letter I need to send" Fenrir said in a dismissive tone, as he passed her and went to his room. Hermione continued up the stairs in silence. She didn't question him about the letter. She entered her room and she felt relieved. She had finally told someone. She felt the pressure disappeared and was glad someone would help her with the burden. She was also silently glad that it was Fenrir. She was beginning to trust him, even if he did infuriate her at times.

Hermione placed the files on her bed, and began reading through the information. She already knew about the tunnels, but she continued to read the files anyways. The files contained maps and important locations, documents and pictures that were found, and they also included profiles of possible vampires who could be in the caves.

One profile in particular stood out.

Stefano Petani.

He was like the Greyback of the vampires.

He attacked children when they were young, infecting them with the vampire blood and curse.

He was an extremely skilled vampire, who had managed to evade capture for too many years. He was outrageously smart and manipulative and didn't hesitate to kill all in his path. Hermione would be happy if they didn't encounter him. Once he was on their scent he would not leave them alone until they were killed. He liked to play with his food as many say.

Hermione put that file aside and looked at the pictures of the tunnels and cave entrance.

The entrance was quite large, but was split into two different ways each way ending at the same location. Hermione knew they would have to stay together. If they each took separate ways, they would be an easy target. The cave then splits into many more caves with six entrances in total. Each entrance had its own purpose. One was a feeding chamber and one was a planning room and so on.

The cave was like a labyrinth. If you got yourself lost there was no possible way to get out.

Fenrir got to his room quickly and summoned Mark. He would not send a letter; they were too casual in his eyes. No. What he wanted Mark to do was important and a simple letter would not suffice.

Fenrir once again removed his shirt, revealing his tattoo, as he summoned Mark.

Mark appeared shortly after woods, and they began their discussion.

"Inform me" Fenrir stated as Mark took a deep breath.

"All is well Alpha, except there was an attack on a pack member when they entered the wizarding world. They have survived with only minor injuries, but the pack will only leave the forest when we have no other choice but to. The death eaters have hunting parties. They are trying to kill us off." Mark informed Fenrir, who rubbed his faced with his palms.

"The Dark Lord knows then that we have left his side" Fenrir stated to himself. Mark did not speak.

"Keep me updated Mark, but I have something I want you to do. I want you to gather all the information you can about Emma… I can't recall her last name, but she is in the Order. Find out everything you can, and I want the information as soon as possible. She is up to something. I also need you to find out information on Ron Weasley, he went missing from the underground tunnels recently found" Fenrir ordered as Mark bowed his head.

"Anything else?" Mark asked.

" Nothing, leave" Fenrir ordered and Mark did so immediately.

Fenrir then went upstairs to Hermione. He would help her with the files. He entered her room to see her sitting on her bed, with her legs crossed. Papers were everywhere and books were scattered all along the floor.

Hermione looked up at him and then back down at the page she was looking at.

"Anything?" Fenrir asked as he closed the door, and stood still.

"Nothing of great importance but- why are you standing? Sit with me. But the tunnels are like a maze" Hermione said as Fenrir sat across from her.

"Right, well we will have to stay together then. Do you know much about vampires?" He asked and she nodded her head.

"Good, so you know that they tend to be alone. This sighting is an odd and rare one. Vampires are greedy and want everything for themselves" Fenrir said as he looked at some of the papers.

He continued to speak, but soon noticed Hermione wasn't staring at his face. She was looking at his chest.

"What are you doing?" He asked, making her snap out of her trance. He face went red.

"Sorry, I was looking at that" She said as she pointed to his chest. Fenrir noticed that he hadn't buttoned up some of his buttons, revealing his tattoo.

"Ah yes. The death eaters have the dark mark and the wolves have mine. I use this to summon them" Fenrir said as he pointed to his chest.

There was a short silence.

"Can I see?" Hermione asked. She seemed uncomfortable with the question she had just asked, but her curiosity beat her.

"If it would please you" Fenrir replied as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his tattoo.

Hermione's eyes raked over his skin, as she looked at the different images.

"Give me your hand" Fenrir ordered and Hermione did so. He grabbed her hand gently, and then moved it over his skin. Hermione came closer to him, in order to feel his tattoo. Her hand moved over the images and they felt like they had been engraved into his skin. He let go of her hand but she continued to explore. She followed the tattoo up to his shoulder, but found that his shirt covered the rest of the images. Without asking she removed his shirt, and Fenrir did not object. Instead he just watched her, as he hand followed the trail up to his neck. The tattoo continued on his back, and Hermione moved her body around, so she could get a better view.

She was behind him now, and continued tracing his back with her fingers. Fenrir closed his eyes, as her skin touched his and he became tense. He did not know what to do, or what to feel. Many different things where running through him and his internal battle went unnoticed by the girl causing it.

"It's amazing Fenrir" Hermione said softly as her hand came off of his back, "But you're so tense. Are you stressed about your pack?" Hermione asked as moved yet again to face him.

"I cannot deny that. But all is well with them. Mark is taking good care of them" Fenrir confirmed as Hermione sighed.

"Lie down" She ordered, as he raised an eyebrow.

"Normally people go on a date before they get to this stage" Fenrir said, with a mock look of seriousness.

"Shut up I'm going to give you a massage. Stress is infectious Fenrir" Hermione said as she put her hand on his shoulder and pulled him down onto his stomach.

"You're being ridiculous" Fenrir stated, but his voice was muffled by the pillow.

Hermione knelt at his side, and began to rub his shoulders, her hands soothing him. He sighed as she continued. However Hermione soon found it difficult to massage him in her current position, so without thinking anything of it, she straddled his back and continued.

Fenrir couldn't help but smile into the pillow as his mind conjured up some images, much to his liking.

Her hands explored his back, and Fenrir felt himself calming and his stress began leaving him. Instead he began thinking about the woman who was straddling him, and how much that thought turned him on. He could image himself caressing her skin as he lay on top of her, trailing her neck with his mouth. He could hear her whimpers in his head, her pleas for more. Fenrir knew he would give her more, and he knew how.

He imagined his hands massaging her fleshy breast, as her hands tangled in his hair. He then would kiss her on her lips with utmost lust and passion, making her beg for more. His hand moved down her sides before slipping into her soaked panties and then he would….

"All done" Hermione said as Fenrir was ripped away from his dirty thoughts.

"What? Is that it?" Fenrir asked as he lifted his head up. Hermione nodded, and went to her bookshelf. Fenrir took his chance.

"I'll be back" He said as he bolted out of the room, closing the door behind him.

He looked down and saw the tightness of his pants and mentally kicked himself. She could have seen that! And then what? How would he have explained himself? He would probably blame the massage itself.

He could feel himself retuning back to his usual self, but Fenrir knew he was getting to close to the girl.

Fenrir had no need for love. He had no need for company. He had been isolated for so long, and nothing was wrong with him. He turned out perfect.

But then again, everyone is perfect in their own eyes.

Fenrir sighed and turned to face the bedroom door.

He would not get close to the girl.

Hey sorry for the wait, so I made the chapter extra long!

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