"Oh really?" she asked in a voice very unlike her own, "I never suspected!"

"Ummm, Hermione?" Harry asked tentatively.

"You see, Draco isn't the killer, I am the killer," she stated, smiling cheerfully.

Ron and Harry turned white as the truth on them, "But, it can't be, you see..."

"Oh, no, it couldn't be Hermione! Not Hermione!" She mocked.

This was a version of Hermione Harry and Ron had never known. They gaped.

"Oh I see! You want to know how I became a wolfling!" Hermione said, "Its all Victor Krum's fault you know, always inviting to his home for the summer. Wolflings come from the north, a whole pack lives up there. They recruited me, turning me into a wolfling."

Hermione's fingernails were growing longer and her teeth pointier.

"I killed Victor Krum, as a reward, for helping to recruit me, and you thought I actually liked him, well I used to. The old me, the human me."

She shuddered. Golden Brown fur rippled over her body.

"Now, Draco will be a wolfling!"

She turned to him, "ever wonder where you got those long scrapes from? From me, a wolflings mark of its love."

"Ewww!" Ron said. Hermione, or what used to be Hermione, glared. A huge golden brown wolf stood where she had been, now her words came to them as thoughts.

You see, I came to Hogwarts, to recruit a mate. Draco was the perfect choice, strong, young, and already he had a thirst for blood, he would be easy to recruit. Then that stupid Hagrid had to interfere when I was hunting, I didn't even manage to kill him properly! I blamed it all on that fool werewolf Lupin. Then there was Pansy, always hanging around Draco, I had to get rid of her. Trewlawny, that stupid seer, couldn't have her telling my secret to the world! She had to go as well! And now for you my darling Draco!

The wolf turned to face Draco.

The wolf is inside you, it wants to come out, I know you've felt it before. Its inside everyone. All you have to do, is kill them.

She looked at Harry and Ron, now, if possible, even paler than before.

"Hermione, you don't know what your saying, we can cure you!" Ron stuttered.

You think I like being human?

She shuddered.

I dispise humans, they smell, they're weak, worthless, simple-mined happy fools. They have no defenses. You think you know what love is? Human love is shallow, as weak as they are. Wolfling love is strong passionate, bound down to the very bottom of their heart and soul!

"Wolflings don't have souls!" Harry spat.

I take that personally! She lept at Harry, eyes burning with hatred. Suddenly she stopped in mid leap and turned to Draco. Silvery gray fur was sprouting over his body.

Draco, come on, you know you want it. The blood, to rip, tear, destroy, to lap the blood of your enemy up, can't you taste it on your lips!

Draco was a full wolf now, he snarled and started toward Harry and Ron, Hermione very visibly smiled.

Suddenly their cry, and Draco stopped. Neville burst into the room and looked around.

"Harry! Ron!" He whipped out his wand, as Draco lept, for them. Neville shoved Harry and Ron out of the way to meet the full force of the wolfling.

Draco clawed severing his neck in half. Neville's head rolled at Harry and Ron's feet. They ran, from the sounds of ripping, tearing, snarling, and cracking bones.

When Harry and Ron returned with Dumbledore and all the hit wizards all that was left of Neville, was the blood spattered floor and a few bones. Madam Pince was confirmed dead. Red footprints showed that Hermione and Draco had lept out the window, fleeing Hogwarts.

"I have a feeling that won't be the last of them," Dumbledore said strong anger in his eyes.