Hermione's Secret
by Drew the Wolf [Thanks SimbiAni for editing this]
edited by SimbiAni

Summary: [AU] SIXTH YEAR. Hermione has a horrid secret, it is tearing her up; she has been bitten by a werewolf. She does not want to be forced to leave Hogwarts, so she makes the decision of not telling anyone about the bite. She is battling the changes and symptoms and trying to hide what she has become. How will she tell Ron and Harry? And what if Draco finds out what she has become...?

Chapter One: Snape's Class

Hermione paced nervously- it had been exactly one week since it had happened; she let out a noise that sounded like a whimper. But, she couldn't tell Dumbledore- she would be forced to leave Hogwarts. She didn't want to do that. "No, I will be fine!" Hermione paced; this was so unlike her. "I'm going to be alright..." she mumbled to herself. "It's already healed!" she looked at her shoulder which barely held a scar now. "But, what if I'm not...?" She thought, horrified, "What if I do change?! Oh, please no!" she sobbed; as the bell rang she gathered her books and ran out of the dormitories and met up with Harry and Ron.

"Hermione, are you 'kay?" Ron turned, asking her. "You look pale..." Hermione scowled.

"Ron, I am fine," she said firmly. Ron glanced at Harry and shrugged.

"Hermione, are you going to be at the Quiddich practice on Saturday?" Ron asked, grinning his big smile. Hermione smiled back, feeling a bit better now.

"Of course," she said, "Why wouldn't I?" She gave him a queer look. Harry interrupted.

"Things pop up- we know how you can be a bit bookish at times..." Ron laughed, and mumbled under his breath.

"A lot is more like it..." Hermione scoffed and hit him upside-the-head. "Ow!" Ron winced. Rubbing the back of his head, (and ruffling his red hair, Hermione noticed), "What was that for?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"You know very well!" She rolled her eyes. "Now, come on or we're going to be late for Defense Against Dark Arts!" She walked at a fast pace; Harry and Ron trudged behind her and into the classroom.

Harry and Ron sat beside each other, Hermione in the row just ahead of them. Harry clenched his fist as he saw Snape enter the room.

"What is he doing here?!" Ron whispered to Harry, who shrugged and gave him a slight grimace.

"I'm not sure, not happy 'bout it either..."

"Good morning," Snape said in usual serious voice. "Your current teacher for this class is currently on an important job at the moment, so I will be taking over your lesson for the next day or two-" He tapped the board. "Today, a review on werewolves and vampires." Hermione's jaw almost dropped at the words he spoke, and she grew a bit tense; then tried to calm herself. "Due to the sightings of (supposedly) werewolves or maybe even a vampire in our Forbidden Forest. Dumbledore has asked me to review you on this subject for protection against such creatures." Snape glanced at Hermione, who was now flushed of most of her color, then back to the class. "Copy down from your books, and off the board, all the information you can get on these two creatures- then I shall begin my lesson."

Ron leaned over. "Hermione, you sure you okay?" he asked warily. Hermione nodded quickly.

"I am fine." She replied, and copied down the notes, her pen shaking as she wrote. Did he know her secret? No, he couldn't possibly. She shivered, and prayed. "Oh, please let the curse pass over me!" she screamed in her head. Snape walked to the board and tapped it again.

"Even a man or woman, who is pure at heart and says his or her prayers at night, may become a wolf when the wolf bane blooms and the moon is shinning bright." Hermione gulped rather loudly. "Something wrong, Miss Granger?" Snape asked, walking over to her.

"N-no, Professor." She said quickly. "Just, um, feeling a bit woozy today; I'll be fine." Draco laughed.

"What's a-matter, Hermione, did you get bitten?!" He snickered. She turned around, glaring at him and Snape stepped closer to her.

"Miss. Granger, did you by any chance have an encounter with a werewolf?" Hermione was shivering, her face flushing white then pale as ever as she shook her head firmly.

"No." she said loudly, "Just, feeling sick today." Snape nodded and went back to teaching about the werewolves.

"Once bitten, the curse is un-curable. Though it can be prevented at times through a potion. There is no cure." He paced back and fourth, "Upon the first biting, the newly-infected werewolf will change upon its first full moon. Which, may I remind you all, there is one is this Saturday evening." Hermione quivered, she prayed and hoped that the bite had not infected her. But, those words rang in her ears; "Even a man or woman pure at heart, who says their prayers at night, may become a wolf; when the wolfbane blooms and the moon in shinning bright..."

To be continued... please review!! This is my first Harry Potter fanfic.

A/N: That quote belongs to the orignal 1941"Wolf Man", Thank you Tim Chs for this information.