Chapter 2- Bitten
Lyall immediately apparated home and as soon as he arrived, he began to rant about the ministry's idiocy.
"How did they not see it!" he raged at Hope. "How could they be so foolhardy!"
"Shhhh, Lyall, darling Remus is trying to sleep, why don't we discuss this over breakfast tomorrow, before I buy him balloons."
"Alright" he replied stiffly, before they both trundled upstairs to their bedroom and Lyall almost fell asleep when they heard a scream and a cry from the room next door. They arrived just in time to fend of a werewolf who had entered Remus' room through the window. Lyall shot several random curses at the werewolf before it departed and transformed into a bushy haired man, who Lyall recognised to be Greyback.
Lyall turned around to see Hope desperately nursing a bite in which blood was pouring out of, like an intense waterfall.
"LYALL HELP" Hope cried in despair as she desperately attempted to bandage the wound, which was not working as the blood kept seeping through.
Remus had almost bled to death when they had arrived at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, so Remus was immediately transported to the emergency ward. Magical physicians and doctors huddled around Remus fixing the wound and soothing him. He was in tears and breathing heavily, wincing every time they touched his wound.
Lyall began regretting his cruel words on werewolves already; he knew Remus would become one, and it was all his fault.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Sorry this was a short chapter, hopefully it was as dramatic as I hoped it would seem, please review on how my story is so far and also review if you want more. Thanks for reading.