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IMPORTANT NOTE: I'm still writing this story; I need to format scenes to post them here. Stay tuned.
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Malfoy steeled himself to answer Greyback; the man could smell fear, literally, and it would be dangerous to fight with him since he was known to turn healthy people into werewolves for fun.

Malfoy turned to Greyback and sneered, 'You'll have to agree that she's right. Besides, being healthy and swift can be useful in a fight.'

'What do you know about fighting, Lucius? You're a poodle,' Greyback snorted.

'Our master trusted me,' Malfoy spat.

He really hoped that mentioning Voldemort would sober up the werewolf a bit.

Greyback snorted and started to yell that the Dark Lord must have been mistaken to trust the Malfoys. That unexpected outburst provided Malfoy with a perfect excuse to pick up Draco, hand him to Narcissa, wrap an arm around her and Disapparate his family to the gates of Hogwarts.

'Brilliant!' Narcissa sighed with relief.

'Papa?' Draco asked with a small voice. The boy had never seen his father being frightened by anything.

'I'm fine, Draco. The wizard we've just met is very dangerous, and if you see him, I want you to hide and wait until I come, or Mama or a house-elf you know comes to rescue you. All right?' Malfoy said.

Draco nodded several times.

'Lucius!' Narcissa said worriedly.

'Dearest?' he said.

'He knows where we're going. We should hurry. Dumbledore can protect us inside the castle,' she said.

'He wouldn't dare attack us,' Malfoy said.

'You know what he's capable off,' she whispered urgently.

Malfoy nodded, and they entered the grounds. They were halfway to the castle when Greyback caught up with them.

He punched Malfoy and almost knocked him out before he could react. Narcissa's wand flew out of her hand when Greyback hit her.

From the ground, Malfoy saw Greyback drag his wife and son towards the Forbidden Forest. He knew that he was in no shape to hunt Greyback down and fight him off in his state; he needed help.

Ducky was going down to breakfast with Dumbledore when he spotted the dishevelled wizard running as if Death himself was behind him.

Pomfrey cast a few emergency spells on Malfoy, but he refused to stay in the hospital while his wife and son were in danger.

Malfoy ran to the Forbidden Forest with Dumbledore and Snape. Pince rushed to the nearest fireplace to call for help at the Ministry. Ducky went to the kitchen with Harry and Abby.

'Harry, my Bunny, you're going to have breakfast with Ducky,' Abby said.

Harry was still very sleepy, and he nodded obediently.

Abby grabbed a poker near the fireplace.

'Abigail,' Ducky said softly. 'Are you sure you want to go?'

'Yes, Ducky. I wouldn't hesitate to use my taser on Malfoy again, but his kid is Harry's age, and Narcissa was nice. Even if I can't find them, I've got to try. I've got to go help them,' she said.

'I understand. Be careful,' Ducky said as he nodded towards Harry, who was being served breakfast by an army of eager house-elves.

A house-elf followed Abby.

'Mistress?' the elf called softly.

Abby swirled around, saw the elf and crouched. 'Yes, Dear?' she asked.

The elf blinked. The house-elves who worked at Hogwarts had a privileged life compared to most of their fellows working for Wizarding families, but respect as strong as what was emanating from Abby was unusual.

'Mistress Sciuto should not go into the Forest without magic,' she said.

'I'm not as powerless as you fear, Dear,' Abby said.

Snape had told Abby how powerful house-elves were, but she had a hard time believing that they could face powerful wizards as equals if they wanted. She wanted to protect a tiny creature that wasn't any taller than Harry, therefore she placed one hand on the elf's shoulder and she added, 'You should stay here, where it's safe.'

Abby squeezed the elf's shoulder and left.

The elf, whose name was Greenli, blinked several times. The young Muggle was very nice, and since she was so strongly linked to a member of the Hogwarts staff, Greenli decided to follow Abby… just in case she encountered some creature in the Forest.

When Abby reached the ground floor, she met two wizards she didn't know.

'Who are you?' she growled, poker firmly in hand.

'Pince called the Ministry,' one of the wizards said. He looked about Snape's age, but he was obviously exhausted, and perhaps sick.

'We called Aurors, but most of them think Malfoy deserves whatever happens to him. They won't hurry here,' the other wizard said. He was slightly older, slightly plump, and definitely red-haired.

'Okay, and who the hell are you?!' Abby growled as the three of them exited the castle.

'Arthur Weasley,' the older wizard said.

'Remus Lupin,' the other said.

Abby froze and paled. She paled with anger, not fear.

'What's wrong?' Remus asked her kindly.

Abby pointed a finger at Arthur and asked in a growl, 'Any link with a witch called Molly?'

'She's my wife,' Arthur said. 'How do you know her?'

Abby couldn't tell Arthur that Molly had tried to steal Harry from Snape when Dumbledore announced that the boy no longer needed his aunt's protection. She didn't want the Memory-charm performed on Molly to vanish.

'I've met her. She won't remember me, but I do remember her,' Abby said.

Arthur felt that he wouldn't get more from the Muggle.

Abby turned towards Remus and said, 'When all this is settled, we'll need to talk – you and I, because I seriously doubt that my boyfriend's going to be in the mood to chat with you.'

'Huh?' was all Remus could say.

Arthur was more talkative. 'Why do you want to talk with Remus? Who's your boyfriend?' he asked.

'I want to know more about Lily Evans and James Potter,' Abby began to say.

'Why?' Remus asked.

'Because Harry adopted me. He adopted my boyfriend first, though,' she said.

Remus grabbed Abby's arms, made her stop, and with tears in his eyes he asked, 'Did you really rescue him?'

Abby could see that Remus was truly concerned for Harry's well-being. 'Yes,' Abby said. The real test was yet to come, and she added, 'And Severus is his father now. Legally.'

'Severus Snape?' Remus asked.

Arthur was busy gaping.

'Yes, Severus,' Abby said.

'And no one can contest his adoption of Harry? Harry's safe?' Remus asked.

'Harry's safe with us,' Abby said.

Snape had told her a few things about Remus; he'd even admitted that Remus's situation among the Marauders, the boys who had bullied him at school, was certainly very difficult. Remus had been bitten by Greyback as a child, and he'd become a werewolf. Remus was always afraid of being shunned – or worse.

Abby was hoping for a positive reaction, but Remus's hugging her exceeded her expectations.

'I'm so happy. I know that Severus wouldn't allow it, but if you need anything, just say the word,' Remus said. He stopped hugging Abby and added with a goofy grin and tears in his eyes, 'Whoever you are.'

'Abby Sciuto,' she said, briefly hugging Remus. She turned to Arthur and added, 'And when you tell your wife that we have Harry, she'd better not try anything, or you'll end up a widower.'

They'd reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest now.

'You should stay here. The place is dangerous even with a wand,' Remus said.

'You're sweet, but being afraid and doing nothing is not going to make the bad people go away. I've had my share of baddies, gentlemen,' she said.

Bravely, Abby entered the Forest. Remus and Arthur followed. Greenli was right behind them, invisible, thanks to a spell.

After merely a few yards, Arthur started talking. Abby silenced him; she was listening to the sounds of the Forest. Remus might have been able to help them more, thanks to his heightened senses, but he wasn't used to nature.

Abby heard something and started running towards that. The wizards had a hard time following her.

Remus, and then Arthur, finally heard a whimper.

They all reached its source – Narcissa. She'd fought with Greyback, he'd pushed her away with all his strength, and she'd landed on the skeleton of some beast. The witch was impaled on a bone and trapped in the carcass. She'd lost a lot of blood, and she was worried sick about her son, who was still with Greyback.

Abby rushed to Narcissa.

'Draco! He's got Draco!' Narcissa gasped as she tried again to free herself.

Abby placed one hand on Narcissa's shoulder and said, 'Your husband warned us. We're going to find your baby.'

'Free me, and I'll hunt the werewolf down,' Narcissa said.

Abby turned to Remus and said, 'She's lost too much blood. Make her sleep.'

Remus obeyed before Narcissa could protest.

'You're going to need to work together. You must free her from the bones, but don't move them, or she'll bleed to death. Take her to Poppy as smoothly as you can,' Abby told them.

'Miss Sciuto, you can't go after Greyback alone,' Remus said.

Abby didn't even turn around when she snorted.

'I wonder how long she's been with Severus,' Arthur said to no one in particular.

Remus blinked, and then turned to Narcissa. 'How do we proceed?' he asked Arthur.

'You hold her, and I'll cut the bone,' Arthur said.

They freed the witch, who was still asleep, and then they discovered that whatever creature she'd fallen on must have been magical, and they couldn't put a spell on her to make her float back to the castle.

'We'll have to carry her,' Remus declared.

'Could you do that alone?' Arthur said. 'I could go help the others.'

'I'm already infected; Greyback can't threaten me,' Remus said.

'Remus, you can get her to safety faster than I can, and if he bites you another time, it might kill you,' Arthur pointed out gently.

Remus had to admit that his friend was right.

Remus picked up Narcissa and walked back to the castle. Arthur tried to follow Abby, but he got lost.

In the meantime, Abby heard voices, voices she didn't know – a man and a child. The child was sobbing, and the man was taunting the boy.

Abby jogged to the small opening where they were in the Forest, and she yelled, 'Hey, you!'

Greyback turned towards the voice. The drunken wizard smirked when he felt that the woman had no magic.

He smirked even more when she ran towards him, poker at the ready.

He stopped smirking when his wand produced no spell and when the poker hit him on the head.

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