Werewolf

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Chap13 Werewolves no more

Hermione climbed up the tall stairs to the large red brick building. She held her bag of ingredients tight to her. Harry looked up at the large building and let out a sigh. Inside there were Cornish pixies flying above them.

" Everyone keep quiet," she whispered. " Maybe we can sneak past them."

" Hermione we aren't invisible," Harry responded.

" Maybe not," she grinned. " But we do have magic."

She turned to look at Robert.

" Your wand please,"

He nodded handing it to her. Once the wand was in her hand she shouted.

" Inpedimenta!" she hollered.

The blue creatures turned to look at Hermione but they couldn't attack fast enough.

" Everyone run!" she yelled. " While they are still slow."

There was a door up ahead so she brought the wand.

" Alohomora!"

There was a click and the door was opened. Rushing inside they entered a huge room. Like the outside of the building it was covered with red brick. There were no windows but there was one door. Hermione turned to go open it but it was locked. She was about to use Robert's wand but there was a scream.

" Hermione," Faith yelped. " Huge spider."

Whirling around she saw a huge hairy spider. Four red eyes rested on its head. Eight legs moved the oversized monster toward them. Ron shivered slightly. This was no boggart.

" Hermione what do we do?" Harry asked.

" A spell," she thought. " There is a spell that stops peoples legs from moving."

" Hurry Hermione," Faith shrieked.

" I got it!" she cheered. " Locomotor Mortis!"

The spider was real close to Ron but before it could move any further it stopped. Ron took a sigh of relief. Then Hermione brought her wand.

" Alohomora!"

Another click and the door was opened. This room had three brooms.

" Weird," Hermione thought.

" Maybe we are supposed to play qudditch," Ron smiled.

" Ron there are only three brooms," Hermione laughed. " There is no way we can play qudditch."

There was a low grumbling sound coming from behind them. All six friends turned around to see a huge troll staring down at them.

" Hermione to the brooms," Harry hollered.

He jumped onto a broom and invited Hermione on. Then Ron got on a broom with Faith.

" I am not riding with Robby," Maxwell mumbled.

" It is either that or get eaten by a troll," Robert reminded.

" I am not scare of a stupid troll,"

" We know but we can't leave you behind,"

Robert dragged his brother onto a broom with him. All three brooms zoomed down the long hall. They could hear the troll coming for them.

" How can we loose the troll?" Harry questioned.

Hermione looked back and saw the troll following them. She held onto Harry tight. What could they do? The brooms turned into another room. There was a golden glow buzzing around. Hermione took out the wand.

" Lumos," she whispered.

The glow was a little ball swarming around.

" Harry this may sound crazy but catch the snitch," Hermione pleaded. " It might stop the troll."

" How are you sure?"

"I'm not,"

Harry rushed forward and tried to catch the golden ball but it disappeared. Growling was heard close by.

" Harry hurry the troll!"

Finally Harry caught the snitch. A hole opened up in the wall and sucked them in.

" Where are we?" Robert asked.

" Lumos,"

There were in a bright brick area. Patches of sun were shining through. On a stand there was a black ball. Hermione touched it and nothing happened.

" What is it for?" Harry asked.

" I don't know," she pondered.

" I think it looks cool," Ron explained stepping up to it.

When Ron touched the ball he fell to the ground in pain. Faith ran over to him and too fell to the ground.

" Harry they must have activated it," she whimpered. " They're transforming."

" There isn't a moon out," Harry corrected her. " It is morning."

" That ball transforms you," she read. " I knew something was wrong with it."

" If I…

" Only werewolves transform," Hermione explained. " If you were never were a werewolf to start with then you are okay."

" What do we do now?" Robert asked.

" We have to find the last ingredient," Hermione called.

" And where is that?" Maxwell huffed. " This building surely isn't leading us to it."

" First we need to get out of here," Hermione remembered.

The four friends rushed out of the room looking for the last ingredient. Hermione noticed ropes above their heads. She began to climb one and the others followed. Soon they were on the roof of the building.

" Now what?" Harry asked.

" We search for a bag of fairy dust," Hermione smiled.

Hermione picked up every speck of dirt and inspected it. It was nothing special. Everyone was about to give up.

" Hermione I found something," Robert called.

" The fairy dust?'

" I think we are never going to find that," he frowned. " I did find a tunnel."

Hermione looked through the tunnel and decided to climb down. She could hear her friends behind her.

" Where do you think this is taking us?" Maxwell growled. " I hate wild goose chases."

" I don't know Maxwell," she replied. " Let's hope this is taking us to the right place."

Suddenly underneath Hermione was slippery and she began to slide down the tunnel. She dove head first into water. She held her breath and tried to find a way out. There was a door. She opened it. They all swam through the water. Hermione rose to the top and finally could breathe in air.

" I hope my stuff is okay," Hermione gasped.

" Hermione look up there," Harry pointed.

A bright glowing light was shining in one place. Inside that light was a hovering bag of fairy dust.

" We found it," Hermione hollered. " All thanks to Robert."

" Well," he blushed.

" How do we get it?" she asked. " It is too high up."

Maxwell turned into a bat and flew to the top grabbing the bag with his claws. He dropped the package in Hermione's hands.

" Thank you Maxwell,"

" Yeah whatever," he grumbled. " Can we just get out of this water?"

There was a ledge stick out of the wall. They climbed onto it. Hermione pushed the wall and it began to spin. On the other side was an empty room.

" Now I need to mix it together," she grinned.

All the ingredients were spilled onto the floor. She brought out a cauldron and began mixing ingredients. Reading the book she mixed faster.

" You three find Faith and Ron," Hermione ordered. " I need to continue mixing."

" Where do we start?" Robert asked.

" I don't know," Hermione frowned. " Maybe the beginning."

" We can't do that?" Maxwell grumbled. " That will take forever."

Hermione glared at Maxwell angrily. Who was he kidding?

" Maxwell," Robert began. " You can find them. You can get there faster then us."

" What?" he asked raising his eyebrow.

" You can transform into a bat," Harry reminded.

Maxwell looked at his brother then his two friends. Grumbling he agreed. Soon he was flying from room to room. He heard growling so he looked below. Two hairy dogs were fighting each other. Quickly Maxwell returned to where Hermione was mixing.

" Faith and Ron are fighting," Maxwell huffed.

" Oh dear," Hermione cried. " We should turn them back before they get hurt."

Hermione finished the potion. She then handed the cauldron to Maxwell.

" Pour this on them Maxwell," she smiled. " It should do the trick."

Maxwell nodded. Again he turned into a bat and flew back to where the two gigantic like dogs were fighting. He dumped the contents of the cauldron onto them. There was a huge explosion of light. After the light show cleared Maxwell could see the form of two humans. He flew back to where Hermione, Robert and Harry were.

" Their back to normal," he sighed.

" Good," she chirped. " Now we leave."

Maxwell led them to the room where the two humans were lying. Ron gently opened his eyes.

" Hermione, Harry," he moaned. " What happened?"

" You're okay Ron," Hermione shouted.

Hermione and Harry took off their robes and handed it to Faith and Ron. They began to exit the room. Hermione began explaining the events that occurred while they were transformed.

" So you're saying we aren't werewolves anymore?" Ron asked.

Hermione nodded. Ron and Faith jumped for joy.

" That is great news," Fait smiled.

Once they made it to Robert's car they climbed in. It hovered above the ground before it sped through the sky.

" Robert stop down there," Harry pointed.

He nodded then landed his car.

" What is wrong Harry?" Hermione questioned.

" The car," Harry pointed.

The black car sat in the grass still in perfect condition.

" Robert you want to follow us?" Harry asked. " We are going back to Hogwarts."

" No," he responded. " You go ahead. Maxwell and I are going to find a new place to live."

" Thanks Robert for helping us," Hermione hugged him. " You too Maxwell."

Maxwell only answered with a low mumble.

" Have a safe trip back," Robert replied.

Both boys climbed into their car and flew away.

" I am going to miss those two," Harry sighed.

" We should be on our way," Hermione grinned. " We need to hurry if we want to make it back to Hogwarts before the next day."

As the car soared through the sky the girls fell asleep. Ron was still up admiring the setting of the sun.

" Harry," Ron asked. " How am I going to be able to go back?"

" What do you mean Ron?" Harry asked.

" I mean they are looking for me," Ron sighed. " They wont just let me go. I did kill someone after all."

Harry though about what Ron said for a minute. He was right. Ron couldn't try and get away with what he did.

" We'll talk to Dumbledore and tell him the whole story," Harry replied. " I promise you everything will be okay."

The four kids sat in Dumbledore's office quietly waiting for him to speak. Ron felt comfortable now that he was wearing clothes. He bet Faith felt the same way. Ron was getting nervous because of all the silence. He wished the headmaster would just speak up.

" You four seemed to have experienced a lot on your long trip," he sighed.

" We did headmaster," Hermione piped up. " We went up against lots of danger."

" I understand Miss Granger, but what is it you want to know?"

" See headmaster we were wondering about Ron," Harry asked.

" Ah yes young Weasley," he smiled. " You want to know if he can come back to school?"

" Yes sir,"

" Mr. Weasley, is a fine young man," he began. " And I would proudly bring him back into school…

" But since I killed Malfoy I can't come back," Ron frowned. " I understand. You don't have to tell me. Am I going to Azkaban?"

" That isn't it at all," he rose form his seat. " You didn't kill Malfoy on purpose did you?"

Ron shook his head.

" Right," he grinned. " If we just explain to Luscious we should be able to convince him to drop the charges."

" They are pressing charges?" Hermione yelped. " But headmaster Ron only killed Malfoy because he couldn't control him self. It wasn't his fault."

" I know Miss Granger," he calmed her. " But Ron has to talk to Malfoy's dad him self."

" You're not serious head master," Ron frowned. " He will kill me. I can't talk to him alone."

" Very well," Dumbledore remarked. " You may bring your friends."

" When do I speak to him?" Ron questioned.

" Tomorrow," Dumbledore said. " After breakfast."

Ron slumped into the chair further.

" Headmaster can't you try talking to Malfoy's dad?" Hermione wondered.

" I have tried," he frowned. " He says he would rather talk to Ron him self. He believes talking to me is a waste of time."

" Sir," Harry frowned. " Ron couldn't help it."

" Yes that is true Harry," he smiled. " But Luscious isn't convinced."

Dumbledore told the kids to go up to bed.

" What about Faith?" Ron asked.

" Who?" he asked.

" She is my friend," Ron confessed. " She's a muggle. But don't worry she can't tell anyone about us because she is orphaned."

" Don't worry," he grinned. " You can take her up to the Gryffindor tower too."

Ron let out a sigh of relief. He felt a little better. Except that he had to face his enemy's father tomorrow and that wasn't going to be easy. Up in the boys dormitories Harry and Ron climbed into their beds. A light was turned on.

" Harry?" Neville stammered. " You're back."

" Yes now go to bed," he yawned.

" Where did you go?" he asked.

" It is a long story," Harry sighed.

" I have time,"

Ron rose from bed and glared at Neville.

" Neville Harry and I have had a long day so…

" Ron you're… you're… back, " Neville stuttered. " That isn't possible."

" It is no go to bed," Ron growled.

Seamus slowly got up from bed him self.

" Ron?" he questioned. " I thought you were expelled."

" Oh great," Ron sighed.

Seamus and Neville got out of bed and rushed over to Ron's bed. They had eager looks on their faces.

" What?" Ron snapped.

" Did you sneak in?" Seamus asked.

" No," Ron mumbled. " Dumbledore knows."

" Oh," they frowned.

" Tell us the long story," Neville smiled.

Harry got out of his bed that was across from Ron and headed over to help him get rid of Neville and Seamus.

" There's a story?" Seamus stared wide-eyed. " Let's hear it."

" Seamus, Neville," Harry grumbled.

" No Harry let us tell them the story," Ron yawned.

Ron began the tale with when he was at home. He saw the looks of horror on their faces. Harry only rolled his eyes. He had heard it all before. Continuing the story Ron began to get even more tired.

" Malfoy is a ghost?" Neville shook.

" He came back to kill you?" Seamus questioned.

" Almost succeed too. But I banished him to the dark forest," Ron smiled proudly.

" That is amazing," Neville sighed. " So are you still a…a….

" No not anymore," Ron grinned.

Neville let out a huge sigh.

" That good I was really scared for a long time," he grinned.

" Now can we go to bed," Harry mumbled.

They both nodded.

Harry got back into his bed. Seamus and Neville entered their own beds.

" Goodnight," Ron sighed.

There was no response.

" Hello?"

Ron noticed everyone was asleep.

" Oh well," he yawned.

Ron went to sleep but continued to toss and turn into the night. The next morning he woke up.

" Ready?" Harry asked.

" No," Ron whined dropping back into bed.

" Come on Ron," Harry said. " Maybe breakfast will give you more confidence."

Ron slowly ambled out of the door. At breakfast he barely touched his food. When his name was announced he followed Dumbledore into his office. The four friends sat waiting patiently. There was a loud creak as the door was opened a little.

" Mr. Malfoy is here," McGonagall announced.

" Okay Ron now relax," Hermione whispered. " Take a deep breath."

" Listen to her Ron," Harry replied. " It will all be okay."

Ron listened to his friends and took deep breaths slowly.

" Send Mr. Malfoy in,"

His breathing became faster.

" Welcome Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore greeted.

" Sure," he frowned. " What are these other children doing here?"

" They have come to support Mr. Weasley," he sighed. " It is very tough to face someone on your own."

" Yes well I only came here because I had nothing better to do," he smirked. " I came here only for the amusement. Weasley will still be charged for murder and will be sent to Azkaban for it. Even if he trys to apologize today."

Ron swallowed hard. He looked straight into Mr. Malfoy's cold grey eyes still breathing heavily. He opened his mouth but no words came out.

" Come on boy," he ordered. " Speak so I can get you arrested already."

" Well…I…

Ron looked at Dumbledore who nodded. He then looked at Hermione and Harry. They both had looks of confusion on their face. Faith too was confused. The tension in the room began to rise and the heat too. He began to choke on his on words.

" Come on boy," Mr. Malfoy mumbled. "I don't have all day."

" I…

Sweat dripped down his forehead. He couldn't believe how dramatic he was acting. Why couldn't he talk?

" Fine I see you don't want to talk," he rose form his chair. " I'll just have you sent to Azkaban now."

" No," Ron gulped. " I…

Mr. Malfoy ignored Ron and began to head out the door.

" Mr. Malfoy you can't just leave," he asked. "Mr. Weasley is trying to speak."

" I see that," Mr. Malfoy sneered. " But I never cared about what he was going to say. As I explained before he was going to Azkaban whether he talked or not."

Panic swept over Ron he had to say something quick. He rose from his seat and stomped over to Malfoy's dad. He had a look of determination on his face.

" I…

Suddenly the panic and nervousness caught up with him. Ron began to shake.

" Dumbledore this little get together is over," he smiled. " I'll be back to pick up Weasley for Azkaban later."

" You can't just do that?" Hermione squealed. " Ron isn't guilty. He did nothing wrong!"

" Are you saying murder isn't something to be punished for?" he questioned. " My son was murdered."

" Because of his own curiosity," Harry shouted. " He wasn't supposed to be following Ron."

" You just be glad Weasley won't be receiving the Dementor's kiss," he snapped. " If I had my way he would be getting it right now. But the ministry says he is way too young. The dementor's kiss would be a perfect punishment for such a crime."

Ron stood staring at Mr. Malfoy. He had nothing to say to save him self. He still killed Malfoy. He was guilty. His breathing was becoming less and less. Fear was surrounding him. There was nothing Ron could do. He was going to Azkaban and if Mr. Malfoy threatened enough people he could probably get them to change their mind. Mr. Malfoy could probably get them to perform the dementor's kiss on Ron.

" Dumbledore you can't let Mr. Malfoy do that to Ron," Hermione cried. " He did nothing."

Once Ron realized he was a goner he couldn't take in any more air. He began suffocating him self. All the fear and distress in Ron's own mind was trying to kill him. Everything began to blur and Ron collapsed. He no longer moved.

" Ron!" Hermione shrieked.

Mr. Malfoy continued to smile. He then left the building quickly.

" Take him to the hospital wing," Dumbledore frowned.

Hermione and Harry nodded. Faith was taken by surprised. It all happened so fast. Soon Ron was in the hospital wing.

" Poor Ron," Hermione cried.

" Malfoy," Harry growled. " I knew he was going to be extra rude. He scared Ron on purpose Hermione. I just know it."

Hermione ran her hand through Ron's hair.

" I hope he is okay," faith sighed.

" Don't worry Ron is a strong guy," Harry smiled. " We need to help him. But how?"

" The Malfoy's are the most powerful family in all of the wizarding world," Hermione frowned.

" That must be how he escaped from jail," Harry mumbled. " He was a follower of Voldermort and just because Mr. Malfoy's son was killed they have decided to let him out."

" That probably isn't it Harry," Hermione sighed.

" I don't care," Harry mumbled. " He should be back in jail."

Hermione placed her hand on Harry's shoulder.

" I think everything will be okay," Hermione assured. " We have Dumbledore on our side.

The three friends watched Ron sleep calmly in the hospital bed. They hoped everything would turn out okay.

End of chapter 13.