Beta: Thanks to the wonder historygirl1863

Summary: In order to save her, Bill and his brothers need to mate her. Hermione joins Bill, Charlie and the twins in a pack bond, the only way she can avoid the Death Eaters clutches. Things are never that easy, especially Fenrir on the loose looking for revenge. Bill/Hermione/Charlie/Twins. No incest. Smut.

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter Hedwig and Fred would never have died.

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Remus managed to get into the camp unnoticed. There were close to eighty people in the forest camp, so his presence wasn't detected. People didn't care about another wolf walking about their packed camp. As he moved around, he started to pick up the scent of blood and followed it closer to the back of the camp. There were wooden builds, some poorly built but the closer he got to the blood source, the better the shelters looked. The building right at the back had to belong to Fenrir. It was big, well built and the blood source was coming out from it.

Slowly, Remus crept behind the back of one of the other buildings, and when no one was about, he made a dash to the side of Fenrir's house. He moved slowly around the back and was very surprised when the door was unlocked. But then again, he couldn't imagine anyone would dare enter their alpha's house without his permission. Everyone in Fenrir's pack was scared of the werewolf. Fenrir Greyback was known for his cruelty, his violence, and thoughtless actions. He didn't hesitate to kill someone. With so many people, Remus could only imagine the number pack members Fenrir had killed. It was, after all, alpha's right to kill amongst his pack if it kept things in line and under his ruling.

Some packs were cruel and a horrid way to live.

Slowly and with great effort, Remus moved into the house, and the stench of blood filled his nose. It was disgusting inside the house. The blood scents were so mixed it was hard for Remus to pick up just Neville's or Charlie's. This was probably where Lee and Seamus had been held and killed.

"Back to me again, you great fluffy chinchilla?" A voice Remus knew very well called. "Thank Merlin, been crying myself to sleep because I've missed your damn ugly mug so much."

Remus raised an eyebrow and made his way into the back room. He pushed the door open to find Charlie and Neville, both spelled up to the back wall. They both looked surprised to see Remus, but they were looking behind him, thinking he'd been trapped too.

They both looked badly wounded, black eye's, no shirts on which meant their beaten torsos were displayed. Neville had dropped a lot of weight too. Charlie, however, looked the worst, with a pretty nasty abdomen wound. It smelt infected to Remus' nose, and he could taste in the air the plant that was so poisoned to his kind. It would kill a full wolf like himself or Fenrir instantly. For Charlie, it was probably slowly killing him.

"Sorry mate," Charlie wheezed out. "Thought you were that great big arsehole coming back to give us some more love taps." Despite Charlie's funny and charming behavior, he didn't look good at all. Neville was casting the boy a worried look before his hopeful gaze fell to Remus.

"Is everyone else here? Are you coming to save us?" Neville asked hopefully. "He said he'd see us soon, so we need to get out of here quickly."

"He's not coming anytime soon," Remus promised. "We've got him distracted. Now, let me have a moment to get these bounds from you so I can get the both of you out of here. I only hold so much power in this pack. If they smell Harry or anyone else in the Order on me, I'm done for."

"Is Hermione okay?" Charlie asked, his tone turning serious.

"Doing a lot better than you, from the looks of things," Remus replied, assessing Charlie's wound. "You've only been gone less than a day, what did you do to piss him off so much?"

"Couldn't shut up," Neville answered for the dragon tamer. "Weasley here has a dirty mouth, worse than his brothers. I've never heard so many colorful things you can do with a wand."

Remus stifled a laugh and began working on the magical bonds holding both of the boys hands up. Leave it to Charlie to use his sarcasm to get him close to death in less than twenty-four hours. It had to be some kind of record. Greyback liked to play with his food for a while before killing them. Charlie really must have given him a headache to kill the boy off so quickly.

"I think we all know where the twins got their behavior from," Remus replied. He worked for twenty minutes on the bonds before he finally got both of the exhausted boys free. They were frail and could barely stand, so Remus did some quick healing, focusing mostly on Charlie's bad abdomen wound. It was hard because Remus couldn't risk removing the poison without the risk of killing himself. He'd asked Neville to remove it, but Neville had revealed that Fenrir had bitten him, on which day Neville couldn't say, but Fenrir had warned him that if he did it could make it worse, which was true. If a wolf tried to remove it, the poison would spread deeper within the person it was affecting. The best course of action was to get both boys to a healer to fix them up. That meant getting them out of this place. Dragging two captured boys out of Fenrir's home was going to be a lot harder than it was getting into the pack camp in the first place.

Remus was just about to help the boys to their feet when he heard the scrape of boots on the wooden floor. Remus spun around, and his stomach clenched painfully.

"Come to play with us, Pup?" Greyback asked, with a crooked grin. He peered down at Remus, taking in the situation with a glint in his eye. "Killed that Mudblood girl, then came here to finish you three off. You don't really think the two of you could walk me so easily into a trap, do you?"

Remus felt his blood run cold. He wouldn't believe anything happened to Hermione until he saw it.

"You mangy soddin' dog," Charlie cursed. "How about you go off and bug Bella, give us all a break from that ugly face and even worse personality?"

"Charlie!" Neville hissed. "We talked about this."

"I killed his mate, Longbottom," Fenrir said, his face nearly splitting from the size of his grin. "I'm sure his comments will get a lot more colorful when he feels the pack bond breaking in a few moments. Beautiful girl, you had there ginger, nice and tight she was."

Then, a furious Charlie lunged forward at Fenrir.

Chaos ensued.

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After saying farewell to them all, Hermione touched the coin and vanished. She appeared moments later in a dark wood. It was pitch black and silent, apart from the hooting of owls. There was a bad feeling about the place, and it wasn't right. Something was wrong with the forest. Hermione couldn't tell what, but something didn't feel right. She held up her wand, the end of it lit.

The crunching of leaves had her spinning around. Then, she heard the cackling laugh of a witch she hadn't seen since the fall of Voldemort.

And there was no sign of Greyback.

She stood face to face with Bellatrix Lestrange. The witch had on her usual black corset. Her wand raised in Hermione's direction with an eery grin on her face. The witch knew she'd beaten Hermione in this round. They hadn't expected her to come in Fenrir's place. They hadn't expected Fenrir to back down from the opportunity to finally get Hermione. Now, though, now things were really really bad.

Hermione tried desperately to reach out for her pack, to focus on them like Remus had instructed her. Bellatrix was moving forward; her wand raised ready for battle.

"Poor itty bitty Mudblood thought she was smarter than me," Bellatrix screeched. "Sorry little girl, your boyfriend had more important things to do. Off killing one of those ginger rats, but I'm sure dear Molly won't notice. Got so many of them, hasn't she?"

"Shut up," Hermione spat back, her wand raised in her shaking hand. She couldn't go against Bellatrix and win. She had no chance against the most powerful witch. Bellatrix had been taught by Voldemort and had an unknown amount of curses keeping her strong.

Once again, Hermione tried to focus on her pack. Perhaps if they came, Harry and Ron would be able to take on Bellatrix and bring her down, along with whatever other Aurors Harry had gone to fetch while waiting on Hermione's information to the pack. Then, Hermione and her pack could go to Fenrir's camp and save Remus, Charlie, and Neville. It was there only hope.

Hermione ducked as Bellatrix shot a killing spell her way. Hermione moved behind a gray boulder and shot up to find a disarming spell at the witch. Bellatrix was too quick though and shot spell after spell at the boulder, hardly giving Hermione a chance to breathe before firing another spell her way.

After a few spells the boulder cracked and a nasty curse got Hermione in her side, causing her to crumble to the floor in agony. She felt her nerves on fire at the spell and Bellatrix laughed. The pain, though, it was the right trigger for Hermione to feel the power finally in her pack. She pulled on the power to gain enough strength to stand up, to hobble towards a tree for protection as Bellatrix reduced the distance between them.

Hermione was a good witch, quick with spells and powerful, but even she wasn't strong enough to take out Bellatrix. The witch was powerful, known to take on a lot of the Order members at once. Bellatrix had so many bodies to her name; she wasn't adding Hermione's. The only hope she had was getting the Order here. Where Bellatrix went, others weren't far behind. If the witch was here, that meant it was a trap, and it was only a matter of time before more past death eaters turned up to fight and kill Hermione.

"Come find me, Bill," Hermione whispered. She didn't know how she did it, but with her eyes shutting briefly, she was able to allow Bill to see through her eyes for a brief moment. She was able to show him where she was. However, as well as feeling Bill, she could also sense that something wasn't right with her pack. Her thoughts went instantly to Charlie, and she knew something was wrong. Fenrir wasn't here so he must of have known that it was a setup.

Hermione wasn't entirely sure if it had worked to connect to Bill because a second later she was dodging another of Bellatrix's killing spells. It hurt to move, with the previous spell to her side still making it hard to move.

With a pop, witches and wizards starting appearing around the enclosed woods where Hermione hid from Bellatrix. First, she saw Bill, then the twins, Harry, Ron, but then some of Bellatrix's friends appeared. Both the Lestrange brother's turned up, despite the fact one of them was meant to be in Azkaban.

Bill took in the scene instantly and quickly shot a spell at Bellatrix to gain her attention away from Hermione. Bellatrix looked glad to see him and turned her fight to him. She shot spell after spell at him, but with the force of the pack strength behind him, Bill was fast enough to keep up with her. Some of the order joined in to help Bill, but Bellatrix was quick to knock them out and away from them. She seemed to want Bill to herself, gunning to take him down.

Harry and the Ron took on the Lestrange brothers, along with some other order members that showed up. People were arriving thick and fast. Soon the woods were filled with people, fighting and battling each other. Some of them had masks on, the old masks they used to wear under Voldemort's rule.

Hermione looked around for the rest of her pack and felt relief fill her at the sight of her twins. They made their way over to her, a grim look on their faces as they took in her appearance.

"No Fenrir?" Fred asked. George scrubbed a hand over his face, obviously guessing what had happened.

"No, just Bellatrix," Hermione said, leaning against the tree. She looked down at her torn shirt; the opening revealed a dark patch of skin from where Bellatrix's spell had hit her. It was still really painful. She touched a hand to it and yelped in pain at the touch.

"Nerve curse," George guessed, anger glinting in his eyes. "I've got some soothing cream at home, and we'll get it to you as soon as we get a handle on the Lestranges' and Bellatrix. Unless we can convince you to go home now and get it?"

Hermione shook her head, "Not a chance."

"Thought so," George said, a soft smile on his face as he rolled his eyes. "Stay out of it, though. I'm not having that woman hurting you anymore."

Fred move towards Hermione and placed a hand on her shoulder to gently support her weight. She eased into him, a shooting pain running down her side. "We'll get rid of this lot and then we'll figure out something for Charlie and the others. Packs stick together."

"He's really sick," Hermione told them. "Through the bond, when I was trying to reach out to Bill I kind of just felt this agony within the bond. I think he's really bad. Fenrir has him, and he knows it was a trick. What if we can't get to him in time?"

"Charlie can hang in long enough, he's a fighter," George promised her. "Fighting dragons is easy for him, what's a wolf?"

Hermione and the twins turned to watch the fight. More wizards in black cloaks and silver masks appeared and joined in on the fight. Bill was fighting Bellatrix, but she wasn't easy to take down. She was unyielding, and her wand work was fantastic to watch if you didn't take into consideration how evil and horrid, the woman was. She might be an evil witch, but she was incredibly powerful. She was overpowering, the pack worried for their alpha.

Harry and Ron were still working on the Lestrange brothers, but they got distracted when more dark witches and wizards stepped to them. They all seemed to target Harry, probably wanting revenge for killing their master.

The twins stepped forward, with Fred carefully leaning Hermione back against the tree trunk. With a sly grin to each other, the twins stepped towards the Lestrange brothers.

The twins got in a battle against the Lestrange brothers as more Aurors started to turn up. Harry must have put out a call to his department. The more Aurors that turned up, the more death eaters that appeared. A lot of them had died during the war, and most of the ones remaining had been locked up. However, Hermione had already spotted a few jailed wizards that were there. Something must have gone on at Azkaban, with Charlie missing she hadn't had much time to think of anything else. This meant a lot of the dark forces were here with no care if they made it through the night. They knew they'd end up back in Azkaban so killing themselves along with a few of the Order wasn't such a big deal to them.

Hermione's eyes swept across the scene, Bill was still fighting with Bellatrix, he had a slight limp to his right leg, but he was holding his own. They both looked tired, but the alpha wasn't going to give up. With all her might Hermione tried to send more strength Bill's way through the pack, but nothing happened. Just as she was about to turn to check on the twins, she heard the crunch of leaves as someone approached.

Hermione had her wand held out when someone with a hood stepped closer. She eyed the man, despite not seeing his face there was something familiar about him.

He fired the first shot and Hermione managed to move away from the tree just as it burst into flames from the intensity of the man's spell.

"Nearly," the man commented, a cruel smile touching his lips. "Pity, I could have taught you better than your lame alpha."

Hermione's blood ran cold. She knew that voice. It was her assistant, the new one, Reece. The one Bill had caught the morning before sitting too close to her and demanded him to be moved departments. Hermione had thought he'd been overreacting, but with all things considered, Bill had been spot on.

"Reece?" Hermione questioned, but she already knew the truth. That was him. "Why?"

"Perfect Granger thinking she could just walk in and change everything for us," Reece spat. He had a horrible grit to his voice. He sounded so angry and nasty. "We had things sorted, away from the humans and they didn't even know about me. Your mate let his mouth run to a friend on his way out of the office after marking his territory. Yeah, Granger, I could smell him all over you after he'd left. But now the whole of the ministry knows about me, a secret I've kept for fifteen years."

"But you didn't have to live like that!" Hermione objected. She had her wand aimed at him but hadn't fired. She wanted to get him back on side; he was here for another reason. He wasn't dark like the rest of them. "I'm going to change things, give everyone an equal right in this society. Being part or full wolf shouldn't make any difference in the magical community."

"You think this is all over my right in society? Ha," Reece pulled off his mask and glared at her. "I don't even care about that. That's just my final straw; that's the reason I tipped off Fenrir that something was going on. I told him about you two going at in the office, so he knew where the rest of the pack was. He took that opportunity to take your other mate. The Dragon tamer one."

"But why? None of this makes sense."

"Fenrir promised you to our pack," Reece said, angry. "He promised we could have you after he got the information he wanted. You were meant to be our bitch, not the Weasley bitch."

Hermione's blood ran cold, and she lifted her wand to fight.

Coming up: A death, someone loses control and Remus, Neville and Charlie are in really big trouble.

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