Hermione sent Harry an owl to inform him where she was. Then they spent the rest of the day catching her up on the case and having her expound on her theories in turn. Hermione and Hasan seemed to get along easily and Teddy wasn't sure whether to be happy or jealous. He didn't want to lose what he had with Hasan but there was also a spark of something between Teddy and Hermione. He would prefer it that both of his worlds could collide peacefully. Just not peacefully enough that they decided that they didn't need Teddy.

Hermione explained how the attacks seemed to divide into two types. There were two of what she called 'spree kills' where there would be several bodies found together in a pile. After that there would be a string of individual kills around the full moon.

"I thought maybe the individual kills were his way of spacing things out. Working himself up to the next spree. The individual kills were usually women and I thought that might mean something, but I'm not enough of a profiler to figure it out," Hermione said on a sigh. "And his spree kills seemed to be both men and women. More men but I think that might just be because there are more men out late at night."

"Our current victim is a female," Hasan said with a worried pinch in his brow. "Do you think he might be working himself up to another spree?"

Teddy, who hadn't made that connection, looked up worriedly.

Hermione thought it over and shrugged. "All the individual attacks seemed to be on high-profile purebloods. Again, that might contribute to a profile of some kind, but I'm not sure what it would be. Do they hate purebloods? Did they just want to make a stir by attacking highly visible witches?" Hermione pulled at one of her springy curls again and let it go with a sigh. "But even then the pattern wasn't perfect. They weren't all purebloods. They weren't all female. These attacks seemed all over the place and I couldn't make a clear connection between any of it."

Hasan's fingers worked at his temples as he thought. "This doesn't really point us to any particular werewolf. They probably all hate purebloods. Maybe if we could figure out which ones are particularly vicious around the full moons. But I can't see any of them volunteering that kind of information."

Hermione sat up with a determined look on her face. "I'll go undercover."

Hasan and Teddy looked at her with alarm.

"What?" Hasan said. "Undercover where?"

"I'll join the wolf pack," she said. "That way they'll start to accept me as one of their own. I can study their behavior and see if any of them match what we know."

Teddy was relieved he would have a way to easily pass on his information about the pack. However, he felt really guilty about feeling relieved. It would be easy for him, but he couldn't let Hermione into the pack. One of them was trying to kill her. Lilith was a gruesome example of what the killer was capable of.

"I don't know, Hermione," he said. "One of them tried to kill you."

Hasan nodded. "It would be like painting a bulls-eye on your back."

Hermione only looked more determined and a little haughty. "But now I know I should be watching my back. I'll take Teddy," she said. "He can disguise himself as someone else," she added as an afterthought. "We can bait this killer, and then I can live without a bunch of Aurors breathing down my neck."

"Harry isn't going to like this," Teddy said uneasily.

Hermione sniffed. "As long as I have protection he can't say anything."

Knowing Harry, he could definitely say something.

Hermione nodded. "I'll go in and gather information. We'll figure out which werewolves we need to interview and then you two can do the interviews." She held a hand up to stop Teddy and Hasan from saying anything else. "If Harry agrees then you'll both just have to put up with it."

She stood and glanced at her watch. "In any case it's time for dinner. I'll see you two on Monday." She swept out of the Auror office, turning towards the floo station.

Teddy and Hasan looked at each nervously.

"Harry will stop her," Hasan said.

Teddy nodded and tried to comfort himself with the knowledge of how bull-headed Harry could be.