Sitting on a rock, George Weasley pops open Bellatrix LeStrange's tanned bladder, and drinks pumpkin juice from it. Her bladder's side is branded with the words, BELLATRIX LeSTRANGE PISSED FROM HERE.
Angelina Johnson sighs, and sits nearby. She struggles, in vain, to not notice what her pack alpha is doing, on the next rock.
"WHAT," she shouts at him, "THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING?! A DARK WITCH USED TO PISS OUT OF THAT!"
George wipes his mouth, and shrugs. "So?"
Nearby, the pack females take their turns, trying to heal Harry's arrow wound. The accursed arrowhead that Bowman shot him with was very potent...
Wasp tries some nanites. Spectrum and Captain Marvel try some cosmic energy. Rogue tries absorbing the wound's power. She-Hulk tries irradiating the wound. Colleen Wing tries some Chinese medicine.
Tilda Johnson tries a nightshade remedy. Sersei tries some Eternals' medicine. Jenny Storm tries scorching the wound. Erica Drumm tries some multiversal spells. Ares tries some Olympian medicine. Autumn Soldier tries some Slavic medicine. Valkyrie tries some Asgardian medicine. Black Widow tries her own robotic spiders.
The wound is stubborn. Hydra hit Harry good...whether it meant to or not.
In another cave, some of the pack alphas talk. Hydra's most recent attack on Harry concerns them...not in the least because he's contracted a wound that not even Remus has the skill to heal.
"Pansy says she thinks the Castle Schwartz is their HQ," Neville tells them. "It just might be time to storm it."
"I'd rather not," Percy, now a stoat, protests. It seems his ego wasn't a good match for wolfity; for that reason, he now becomes a stoat when he transforms. "If we attack too soon, we'll soon be at war with not just Hydra, but the Black family, too."
"At this point in the war," Ernie scoffs, "it probably isn't all THAT dangerous to assume that they're one in the same..."
"Cho Chang knows a really bad-arse counter-curse," Justin offers. "Not entirely sure, but it might be potent enough to counter the curse to Harry's leg."
"She lives in the Castle Schwartz now," Wayne Hopkins reminds them. "Without Harry's Legilimency or the reliability of owl post or Floo powder, we'd have to storm the castle."
Dean sighs. "Now we're going to war with the Blacks for sure..."
"We can try it the stealthy way," Remus suggests. "But yes, assuming that fails, and I reckon it will, we will be at war with Hydra AND the Blacks."
With that, Ernie sighs. "Who gets to give the order?"
In the other cave, a she-wolf howls. A few stay to attend to Harry...but most of them share the howl, and swarm out of the cave in a flash. Below, all the pack alphas perk their ears; wolf and human. The pack alpha wolves wag their wolf tails, as it appears, by the direction in which the females' howls travel, that they're on an offensive against the Castle Schwartz.
Dean shrugs, and smiles. "Sounds like it's been given!"
"Forking Natalie Grey," Percy mutters. "Why can't she just stick to time travel?"
"You can say fuck, Percy," Lee, now a fox, smiles. "We were raised by wolves, you know."
"I wasn't," Percy still mutters. "I was raised by a Prewett...and a Weasley."
They all shrug. "As good as."
Percy only sighs, and shakes his little stoat head.