Alpha Female

Chapter 12

AN: Here's Chapter 12 ... kind of just an in between chapter to mellow everything out, there seems to be so much drama and angst I've decided to give them a little break…kinda.

I also ran into a little writers block, and would appreciate any ideas you guys might have for upcoming chapters. I have a few ideas left but they're not coming in until later on in the story or else it will seem too rushed.

Recap:

Looking over Corine she patched up her face after asking her to transform into a human before the potion wore off and she wouldn't be able to. She then handed her a healing draught and a pepper up and left her to go on her way with Sheila.

Finally alone with the cub she pulled her forward careful to not touch anything sensitive, she ran her wand over the cub cringing at the results, she had noticed earlier in the day how subdued the pup seemed to be and know she knew why the scan wasn't very good.

Fractured rib

Silver poisoning

Bruised abdomen

Open lacerations

The poor cub must be in horrible pain at the moment, so placing her down gently she gave the pup a small dose of numbing potion. She proceeded to wave her wand over the pup fixing her fractured rib and making the open cuts on her sides stitch themselves back together. Just as Hermione was about to move on she noticed the stitches dissolve leaving the would open again.

Sighing she conjured a bowl of water and a cloth, she would need to clean these wounds the old fashioned way and pray the pup lived. As a last bit of healing she gave the pup a healing draught clearing up all bruises and scratches marring her body except the gashes on her side.

Dipping the cloth into the water, she rang it out before pressing it gently against the pup's side earning a small yelp and a wriggle in pain from the cub. She proceeded to clean the pups wound with water and potions to flush the silver from her body.

It was going to be a long night, of that she was sure, the cub would need constant supervision to make sure she didn't make any sudden movements and at the moment she didn't trust anyone else with the job. So she prepared herself for a very fitful sleep.

Hermione had not slept a wink the whole night; she stayed up watching over Amelia and the pack as they slept peacefully, she was thankful to have the missing members of her pack back.

Amelia's wounds had healed up nicely over the course of the night, with Hermione's wand work, the potions and Amelia's werewolf blood her body was well on the road to recovery. Fenrir had slept with the pack last night after Hermione refused to leave the cubs side, she was determined to see Amelia through her time of need.

In the early hours of the morning as the moon set and the sun began to rise, the pack was gathered in the clearing waiting for their transformations to be complete so they would take their human forms again. Little Amelia had regained her human form and if possible it made her injuries look worse, her sensitive skin looked charred where the silver whip had ripped through her body. Waiting for everyone to gather themselves after the transformation Hermione gently picked Amelia up cradling her against her chest and began their walk back to the manor. It was only ten minutes before they arrived, mainly because Hermione had told the pack to stay close to the manor until she could search the whole area. Regardless that this was Hermione's island or not there were still some natural threats that could creep up on the pack and she didn't want that happening.

Walking in the main doors of the manor with the pack following close behind Hermione led the way into the centre of the entrance hall. When she and Fenrir stopped, they told the pack to go about their business for the day, while they took care of a few things.

The pack dispersed leaving the three werewolves alone, turning on her heal Hermione walked towards their bedroom, she knew she would have to show Fenrir around sooner or later or else he would be lost just like she was the night before, not that she would admit that to her pack.

Taking a small turn past their bedroom, Hermione walked into a small bedroom and pulled back the covers of the four poster bed placing Amelia gently on the bed. She called for Binky and Lou to watch over Amelia, and to call her immediately if there were any changes in her condition.

Leading Fenrir into the next room, which happened to be the master bedroom Hermione slammed the door open. Her anger had been building up all night and she didn't want to take it out on any unnecessary victims if she could help it.

Fenrir stood in the doorway watching his mate quietly as she stormed around the room smashing various instruments off the wall, releasing all her anger and frustration. Finally having seen enough of her trashing their room, he strode over to her grabbing her by the forearms stopping her from throwing a glass vase in the process.

Fenrir held onto her tight as she began to struggle in his arms, she was trying her hardest to push him away, she didn't want to see anybody, yet no matter what she did he held on tighter.

She kicked, hit and scratched but all she earned was a growl from Fenrir, finally looking up into his face she stopped and sunk to the ground exhausted.

Fenrir held her close still aware she might jump up and attack him, but when her breathing seemed to even out and her hearth rhythm was normal again he realized that she was asleep.

Lifting his mate up with ease he placed her gently on the bed, removing her cloak, shoes and clothes he stripped himself and climbed into bed with her. His long arms wrapped securely around her waist, he lifted one hand and ran it through her soft hair, and how he had missed her.

It had only been a day or two, but it was pure torture to be forcefully removed from ones mate, there was a bond between them that only death could break.

Pulling her closer he was careful that she didn't rub off any of his wounds, they would still be tender until they were fully healed but he was willing to wait. Soon both Alpha's were asleep in each other's arms, they both had a trying day and were completely exhausted.

Hours later Hermione had woken up and was sitting on her window ledge staring out at the rain as it fell from the heavens to the ground below. The tinkling noise the rain made as it splashed on the metal of her terrace soothed her frustration and helped her think.

She had woken up with Fenrir wrapped around her and smiled, when she climbed out of bed she realized she was only wearing underwear and threw on a pair of flannel pajamas she had found in the wardrobe.

Thinking of Fenrir she looked over at the man now spread out across their bed, smiling sadly she thought of what the rest of her life would be like with the man for a mate. He was strong yes and could definitely protect her and the pack when need be, he could also provide for her if cubs were ever to come along. A hiss of pain brought her out of her stupor and her eyes landed on her mate's face that was scrunched up in pain. Making a decision she walked over to the bed and crawled across it until she was kneeling beside Fenrir's head, bending down she shook his shoulder slightly earning a grunt of annoyance.

Trying again she shook a little harder whispering his name, but he simply turned over ignoring her and went back to sleeping. Finally crawling back over to him she began placing small kisses on his face, before finally kissing his mouth. She kept her lips on his applying a bit more pressure every second until she finally got a response and he began kissing her back as he opened his eyes.

Looking down into his smirking face, she bent down and kissed the tip of his nose before pulling back and smiling down at him sadly. Shifting slightly he hissed again in pain as one of his injuries roughly brushed off the sheets. Hermione chuckled a little, knowing he wouldn't open his mouth or even mention his injuries being healed, he was way to stubborn.

"Won't you just let me heal those, love?" Hermione asked softly, pointing to his injured side.

"No, I can handle a little bit of pain." He said gruffly trying to keep the pain from entering his voice.

"It's got to be a lot more than a little bit of pain." She countered.

"Not much, it's nothing I haven't lived through before." He growled.

Raising a delicate eyebrow at him she skillfully let her arm wind around his body letting one of her soft hands rest on one of the deeper cuts on his side, making him yelp in pain. Pulling her hand away, she looked at it closely seeing the blood cover her finger tips; she licked it off making Fenrir shudder. Turning her head she looked him in the eye carefully she made to grab for her wand that lay on the bedside table only to have Fenrir grab hold of her wrist.

"Why?" Hermione asked softly.

"Its just more proof of what those humans can do, and they call us animals." He growled looking her directly in the eyes.

"Please Fenrir just the deeper wounds, your in pain I know you are." Hermione said running her hand down his face, tracing his jaw.

"No and that's final." He said as he began pulling out from underneath her.

Hermione turned away her eyes filling with tears, he was in immense pain and she knew it was all her fault. If she had never taken over the pack Fenrir would not have been caught as blackmail to get her back. Fenrir noticed Hermione had looked away and he could smell the fresh scent of tears coming from her, sighing he turned her around to him tilting her chin up too look at him his eyes were full of concern.

"Hermione…" he started.

"No Fenrir, you don't know how much it hurts me to see you in pain, and to know it's all my fault your like this." Hermione said gruffly she was determined to keep her tears from falling.

"It's not…"

"Yes it is, if I never came, you would be safe somewhere with the pack away from the order and…and…"

"Under Voldemort's rule." Fenrir finished for her.

"No! Voldemort would have been defeated." She said confidently.

"And then what? We run from the ministry and the Order. Hermione You are the best thing that has happened to this pack."

"But I still feel responsible for your injuries." Hermione said quietly mainly to herself rather than Fenrir.

Fenrir looked his mate over sadly, he so wanted to just give in to her and let her do what she pleased, but it was the principal of things. The wounds weren't life threatening or anything like it they were just sensitive at the moment, and he didn't want to be mollycoddled like some submissive pup.

"At least let me put a salve on them and bandage them up so they won't be infected." Hermione pleaded her eyes still shinning with un shed tears.

"Fine." he growled. "But only the salve and bandage." He finished dangerously.

Smiling happily she wiped he eyes and accio'd bandages and the salve. Telling Fenrir to sit at the edge of the bed she climbed off of him and watched him comply with her orders. Seconds later the salve was in her hands and she was smoothing it over the deeper wounds making sure to clean them as she went. Half an hour later she was finished, grabbing the bandage she wrapped it tightly around his back and abdomen covering up the brunt of the injuries. Moving her wand over the bandages she placed a charm on them so they would stay put even in wolf form.

When Hermione noticed he was looking at her confusedly as she used her wand she told him it was a simple charm to hold the bandages in place. Finally easing his mind Fenrir lay back on the bed sighing in relief as the salve worked on numbing the wounds as well as healing them.

It had only been a day since Hermione left with her pack and the order was unusually quiet, all plans to bring Hermione back had been momentarily forgotten in forego with Harry's health since he had not regained consciousness since the attack with the werewolves. Remus was given a warning and handed back his wand after Hermione left. He knew it wasn't safe for him at the Order anymore, no matter how much they seemed to favor him over others of his kind he was still a threat that needed to be dealt with.

Remus had decided he would contact Hermione's pack somehow; he had no idea where they were though; he knew for sure they wouldn't stay in the same place where they had been attacked before. Hermione definitely would have moved the pack somewhere safer.

Ever since she came to Grimauld to help her mate and beta, he held an un deniable respect for her, she was able to merge with her wolf and work as one with it after only a short time.

Remus desperately wanted to be apart of her pack if only for his brother who seemed to despise his guts, he had thought all these years that his brother was dead, even times he had spied on the pack he had smelled something oddly familiar but put it down to being Hermione's scent since he couldn't place it at the time. Remus had decided he would do anything to rejoin the pack; he would go through any punishment the Alpha thought necessary just to have a life again with his brother. There was only one problem, Fenrir, he would not be welcomed by his sire and probably killed on sight. His faith was now dependant on Hermione keeping him safe from her mate, she was the only one that could calm him down or at least sedate him.

There was allot of history between the Sire and Childe and none of it was good, Fenrir had tried to kill Remus countless times only for the result to end in Remus's favor granting him his life. Hermione would be his life line if he entered the pack, he knew she particularly hated him at the moment but he didn't think she wanted him dead, since she could have done so time and time again before now.

Currently Remus was sitting in the library of Grimauld place thinking of ways to contact her, he was thinking of just sending an owl, it seemed oddly simple, too simple but that's what people would not expect coming from Hermione, they would expect some intricately designed spell that only she could control. He also though of just sending out a tracking spell so he could find her himself but that idea was squashed when he realized she probably had placed wards around the pack to prohibit tracking, after all they needed was their senses to find each other, there was no need for spells.

Remus was pulled out of his thoughts as the door to the library slammed open with a resounding thud echoing loudly around the room. Standing in the doorway, hair flying in wild directions and determination etched onto his face was Sirius.

Striding across the room he sat across from Remus on an armchair, staring unblinkingly at the werewolf before him. Remus was becoming nervous; he had never really seen Sirius looking like this since they had left Hogwarts in the time of the Marauders. There was definitely a rift between the two old friends and they could both feel it, like something gnawing at the subconscious pulling them further and further apart. Remus stared straight back in defiance, if they wanted to kick him out of the Order he would leave before they had the chance to humiliate him again, he would not go through that kind of humiliation from his so called 'friends' another time.

"Romulus." Sirius spat looking directly in his former friends eyes.

"Really Sirius, I thought he was dead, there was never any sign of him." Remus replied calmly.

"How many more lies have you told the order Remus? How could you have not known your own brother was in your pack? After all these years, and you never noticed once." Sirius shouted.

"Why are you bringing this up Sirius? It was so many years ago and has nothing to do with the present situation. Besides you have never even met my brother Sirius he would have been roughly four or five when he was bitten."

"As if it matters Remus, your selfishness was the cause of your brother turning into a monster, he was an innocent child."

"And I was naught but a child myself Sirius in case you have forgotten I was only seven years old, I had no idea my brother was in any danger until we found the house empty when we returned." Remus spat becoming agitated with his ex-friend's constant questioning.

"That's no excuse. Do you realize what your actions have caused the Order by not telling us your brother was alive? Or at least your suspicions of him being among the living." Sirius said before Remus had the chance to speak or protest. "Of course you didn't, the Order wants you gone Remus, your too much of a liability to them. I want you to leave now to avoid further confrontation." Sirius finished softly. "Their planning to Obliviate you and hand you over to the ministry."

"I'll leave then, I have known for a long time now I didn't belong here." Remus said standing. "But why are you doing this Sirius, out time here has proved we are no longer friends."

"Consider it a debt repaid." Sirius said before walking from the room leaving Remus alone.

A week after the whole pack arrived back at Ravenclaw manor, Hermione and Fenrir had given some of the older pack member's lee way to search the island at their leisure, as long as they were back before midnight. Amelia had stayed unconscious for four days before she awoke again, Hermione was beginning to think there was no hope for the pup living through the injuries, but once again Amelia proved them wrong. So a week later Amelia was back with the rest of her pack running with the cubs, albeit she was weaker than the rest and littered with tiny scars to accompany the three deep gashes in her side, but over all she was making a full recovery.

Fenrir and Brutus had been welcomed back completely into the pack, all were eager to know every little details of their detainment away from the pack. The cubs were automatically accepted anyway belonging to both of the Beta's of the pack, who were also extremely close to the Alpha Female.

Hermione had spent the first week back in the house not only comforting her pack but re-acquainting herself with Fenrir again. She spent most of her days in the master bedroom with her mate, while spending the nights with the pack wherever they seemed to be.

After living outdoors for so long the pack were finding it difficult to become comfortable living in the lap of luxury and spent most of their time outdoors on the expansive grounds surrounding the manor including the woods.

Hermione had shown Fenrir around the whole manor and its surrounding grounds on the third day, after forcefully dragging him from the manor. She was pleased that he found the grounds satisfactory for the pack after all she didn't really need his approval but it was nice knowing that she appeased her mate in the process. During the first week together the packs manners had improved greatly from fear their Alpha would find reason to confront them on their behavior in such a house.

Brutus and Nali had brought up this concern with Hermione and Fenrir, causing both of them to laugh, Hermione had stopped herself long enough to tell her second in command that just because they were living in luxury she did not expect them to change years of habit when they only used the manor at night time, for sleep.

All in all the reunion back into the pack had gone well, everyone was healed and happy and getting along, so Hermione was happy, happier than she had felt in a long while.

Two weeks later, it was exactly a week until the full moon. Though this was no ordinary full moon, this was the mating moon, once every three months the mating moon rose bringing with her guarantees of fertility. Meaning it was the one month conception was guaranteed to all mating that night. During the three weeks they had been on the Island Hermione and Fenrir had both taken small groups out with them to search the Island making sure it was completely safe for the werewolves' inhabitance. Finding nothing of significance the pair had rested into a comfortable schedule, where they done what they wanted when they wanted.

The wolves of the pack were given permanent lodgings inside and outside the manor, so that Hermione knew where they were at all times. Since she could not be with them all the time, they being wild animals, she had appointed one of the wolves she trusted from the pack to watch over the others.

Lying on the dirt floor of a clearing was Hermione, she was laying in her wolf form her body tense, she was always on guard when looking over the pack and she was even more so now.

She had gotten a letter the day before yesterday (Wednesday) from one Remus Lupin requesting entrance to her and Fenrir's pack. Hermione was unnerved at how the letter had found her in the first place had sent a reply back immediately requesting he meet her somewhere in London.

She wanted to know how he had tracked her and if the Order was involved in his reasons for contacting her.

Looking around the clearing Hermione watched as her pack went about their daily business in human form, it was still another week until the moon rose once again and she was apprehensive about meeting Remus. She was sure that this was no trap from the Order; they would not risk another full scale attack against her pack so soon. Picking herself up from the ground she stretched out her paws and yawned before she walked over to Romulus who sat cross legged staring into the expanse forest, seemingly unresponsive to the world around him. Passing Fenrir and Brutus on her way she caught the end of their conversation which just happened to be about her. Snapping at her mate and Beta she continued on her way across the clearing.

Standing before the man, she watched him carefully not making a sound to let him know she was there, when he noticed her he bowed his head with a respectful mumbling of "Alpha." Before he turned back to stare into the forest's depths. Sitting on the ground below Romulus she noticed how he stood up and repositioned himself on the ground so he was lying down.

Hermione watched in amusement as he repositioned himself, it was disrespectful for a lower werewolf to stand over the Alpha without permission, and Romulus was clearly taking this rule to hearth.

Hermione smiled in wolf form, before nudging Romulus with her muzzle to get him to sit up. Sitting up Romulus was determined to not let his eyes meet hers as she transformed, it was a sign of challenge to her position as Alpha.

Admiring his Alpha as her long blonde hair blew in the slight wind and how she seemed so relaxed and comfortable moving around the other werewolves as leader of the pack. They all knew she was competent but she didn't really have much life experience as a werewolf.

"What troubles you Romulus." Hermione asked.

"I wish to make my brother pay, for all he has done to wrong me."

"No need to worry about that Romulus, Remus will pay dearly for what he brought upon his own pack." Hermione said viciously. "But as they say keep your friends close and your enemies closer." She finished dangerously.

"True enough, is there anything you needed alpha?" Romulus asked curiously.

"I thought you would like to know Remus has requested entrance back into the pack since the order has turned on him completely."

"And your believe him." He asked with disgust.

"Not on my life, but I do need you to keep a watch over the pack with Brutus, Nali is not up to it at the moment and I will not risk the pack even if we are safe at this point in time." Hermione said voice fading.

"Something is troubling you? There must be if you're hiring the security in such a secure environment." Romulus asked softly.

"I don't like how Remus letter found us here, it could mean the Order knows where we are and I don't like it." She sighed. "I have a meeting with your brother tonight with Fenrir and I will not leave you all unprotected." She finished strongly.

Romulus and Hermione settled in silence, they were both letting their eyes wander over the pack, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, all the cubs were playing, most were in human form since the last full moon, only Nali and Maria's cubs were still in wolf form, Maria's being only newly born. Hermione spotted Amelia playing roughly with the other cubs; they were all running around the clearing, the younger wolves having the advantage of four legs over two.

"You're going to have your hands full with that one." Romulus commented staring at Amelia.

"Don't I know it?" She laughed. "Damn cub has been nothing but trouble since she came here."

"Yes, she's definitely a dominant, isn't she?" 'I just pity her mate.' He thought.

"Yes, and with Fenrir's influence over her its even worse, the pup just doesn't know when to back down." She sighed.

A loud clearing of the throat from behind them made Romulus jump and Hermione laugh, standing behind them was the topic of their discussion Fenrir Greyback. He did not look happy about being talked about, in fact he looked mad, but only Hermione could see the underline of amusement in his eyes. Romulus moved slowly away from Fenrir as Brutus moved to his side, Hermione watched the whole scene in amusement, after all this time; the pack was still more comfortable with her than her mate.

"A bad influence Am I." he growled at Hermione.

"Why Fenrir darling I believe you are." Hermione said with amusement as she stood before her mate eyes narrowed. "If it wasn't for your influence, I don't think Amelia would be half as aggressive as she is now." Hermione said pointing out the cubs wrestling on the ground.

Fenrir took a step towards her with a smirk, playfully challenging her. Brutus had moved Romulus out of the way, it had been like this for the past week, and the Alpha's were fighting over the smallest thing, even if it was for amusement. The pack knew the Alpha's were only playing around, but the fights got substantially rougher with each fight they had. It was like a struggle for dominance, Fenrir wanted to test Hermione's power completely since she was now the leader of the pack another reason was that they would both be kept in shape. There was also the added bonus of the skin to skin contact near the end when they had ripped each other clothes apart.

Stepping towards her mate with a huge smile on her face Hermione accepted his challenge, over the time she had spent in the wild with the pack she had become an accomplished fighter and formidable adversary.

An unspoken request passed between them, 'wolf or human.' Both choosing wolf they transformed and took up offensive positions. Hermione's ears were low on her head and her tail erect wagging slightly in a playful manner. Fenrir was in pretty much the same position except his tail was completely erect in a dominant stance.

The two Alpha wolves began circling each other, one white the other grey, and they moved around the clearing, most of the other pack members had moved to the perimeter of the clearing to give the Alpha's space.

Lunging forward Fenrir took the first move, Hermione quickly dodged him, humoring him by pretending to struggle in the battle. Fenrir growled threateningly at Hermione and she simply returned the favor. Narrowing her eyes she jumped at her mate teeth bared and bit into his shoulder drawing blood. Fenrir struggled to throw her off as her teeth buried into his flesh.

Rolling around on the ground both wolves struggled to regain their standing. Hermione over the last few months had grown and was now slightly bigger than Fenrir in her wolf form, though that did mean more pain when it was time for the transformation on the full moon.

Both wolves jumped to their feet and continued circling each other, careful to avoid the other pack members so that they would not be injured in their play fights. Lunging forward Fenrir snapped at Hermione's neck narrowly missing and scratching her ear with his fangs. With a vicious snarl Hermione turned on her mate, tail still wagging playfully, she was about to give her mate a taste in humility.

Catching Fenrir off guard she turned quickly and tackled him to the ground, both wolves tumbled until Hermione was standing over Fenrir teeth bared.

Fenrir taking advantage of Hermione's stationary position kicked her away using his hind legs before rolling out of her way as she attacked him again. Turning Hermione's own move against her he turned and tackled her to the ground using his body to keep her pinned as he bent down to bite her neck.

Hermione let out a very non-wolfish snort, and kicked Fenrir back when she saw he was about to mark her as a submissive under him. Turning the tables yet again she bit into his foreleg making him yelp and jump back in pain. Hermione took advantage of the situation at hand and her mate's injury and tackled him again only to skid in the dirt. Fenrir dodging his mates attack bit into her side before she had the chance to turn around. With a howl of pain Hermione was ending this fight and ending it now, she would show Fenrir what humility felt like when she overpowered him in front of the whole pack.

Fenrir circled Hermione slowly as Hermione watched cautiously, she was vaguely aware of the pack watching with baited breath at how the fight would end. Last time it had ended in Fenrir's favor and Hermione had happily submitted but that didn't mean she would submit again.

Rolling her eyes when she heard Fenrir stop behind her she could hear a few of the wolves sniggering and other pack members laughing, she was not sure f it was because they thought she was going down or that they had seen her roll her eyes but she would find out soon enough.

Jumping through the air Fenrir was sure she didn't realize he would attack from behind, it was such a puppy thing to do, attack from behind to avoid confrontation. What he didn't expect was Hermione to pull the same trick she had with the last pack leader and grabbed Fenrir by the throat pinning him to the ground underneath her body. With a glint of amusement Hermione forced Fenrir into human form, a skill only Alpha's possessed. Sulking in defeat Fenrir bared his neck to his mate slowly since she still had her teeth wrapped around the tender flesh.

Moving her head Hermione howled in triumph, joined by the wolves of the pack. Looking around the clearing Hermione noticed to her amusement the pack mere all discreetly trying not to look at their Alpha. Bending down to look in her mate's eyes she butted noses with him in a silent apology before licking the blood away from the wound she had caused on his arm.

Growling in irritation Fenrir pushed Hermione's muzzle away from his injured arm and tried to push her off of him. Hermione watched in silence as her mate tried to push her off; finally sitting down on his chest she bent her head down and started licking his face before transforming mid-lick. Finishing what she started in wolf form she placed small kisses all over his face before placing one last heated kiss on his lips and pulling away.

"What?" Fenrir asked quietly from his place on the ground.

"It's time to leave Fenrir." She said smiling. "Time to pay dear Remus a little visit." She finished.

"And your happy about that?" he asked heaving himself off the ground.

"No, but if I keep a happy composure maybe I wont kill him for what he done." Hermione said smiling sweetly.

Shaking his head Fenrir led the way back towards where the whole pack had gathered to give out orders while they would be away for a few hours. Finally standing in front of the pack Hermione gave out the last of the order's before turning to Fenrir and telling him to transform. Looking at her with a confused expression she bent down so only he could hear her.

"You my darling mate are going to be my pet and familiar tonight." Hermione said quietly reveling in his reaction.

Fenrir growled in annoyance before snapping his jaws mere inches from her face. Raising an eyebrow at his behavior Hermione simply smiled at him.

"We're going to be in wizarding territory Fenrir, and I know plenty of Wizards who are just waiting to get their hands on your hide." Hermione said sadly. "And I don't intent to lose my mate anytime soon. Unless you want to stay here?" she finished.

Rolling his eyes in wolf form he turned his back on her and began trotting into the forest leaving Hermione to trail behind him laughing.

AN:

I ran into a little writers block, and would appreciate any ideas you guys might have for upcoming chapters. I have a few ideas left but they're not coming in until later on in the story or else it will seem too rushed. So I need something to fill up the negative space.