Pansy expected nightmares for many many nights about having the flesh ripped from her muscles by seemingly vicious wolves; every one of them making sure to get their fill of her. Those nightmares never came. Even though the story of her transformation through the eyes of her mother's general was particularly gory. Cainis told Pansy that after they'd each consumed a bit of their new leader, she died, and all of her transgressions and mistakes were wiped clean. He said that her body began to quiver back to life; her form splitting open like a cage, and her inner beast tearing through from the inside out. The rest of the pack dutifully cleaned and groomed their new mistress, then introduced her to the night.

The only thing Pansy clearly remembered for herself was running. Not from fear, but from an overwhelming sense of freedom. The first thing she did after waking up in a thirteen person pile up in the Parkinson Estate gardens was take a shower. The second thing she did was visit the Malfoy Manor with Cainis as her personal body guard. At a staggering height of six feet and ten inches, dark skin, black eyes, and broad everything, he certainly fit his intended profile, and he was happy to do so. To Cainis and every other of the pack's number there was no greater honor than protecting their Miss.

Pansy's goal at Malfoy Manor was to inform Draco that there would no longer be even a whiff of a future, savory or other wise, between them; a point that was easily made by the intimidating appearance of Pansy's new general. As to be expected Draco was...displeased. Pansy assured him that there would be many others happy to fill her place by his side in bed. Cainis encouraged Draco to agree, and they left.

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There were less than two weeks until the start of term and Pansy and her uncle had spent the day sorting out the family vaults and buying her school supplies while her uncle and Cainis escorted her through Diagon Ally. After the long day Cainis went back to his home and his wife while Pansy and her uncle shared dinner and coffee in front of the manor library's fireplace.

"Tell me about what happened with my parents? Who were they really?"

"Well your father was as honorable as they come. He was strong, understanding and he never questioned your mother. She was the real leader. All of this, everything we have now was built by her. She was astounding honestly. I'm sorry you never got to see who she really was. She took her duty and her oaths seriously. Sometimes too seriously. You might call it a character flaw." He glanced at Pansy as she gazed into the flames. "Are you angry with them? That you never got to see them as they were?"

"Logically I understand. Now anyway. But yes, I'm angry. I feel... betrayed. They were good people and I never got to know. i saw them every day and I didn't know who they really were. I can't describe the feeling. But there's nothing for it now is there?"

"I suppose not. I'm sorry for all of it. They were going to tell you everything next year when you turned 17. I know it doesn't help, but they kept it all from you for your safety and the safety of the pack. The Dark Lord may have disappeared but his followers were still dangerous."

"I do understand, really. I just missed out that's all. Now. Tell me about my sister."

"Ah, yes well there's not much I can say, Pans. After she was born we were all obliviated. We only know of her because of your mother's journals. The only thing we know is who her father is. But we can't ask him anything. He made a deal with the devil for her safety. He's unable to speak of her at all. The poor man is alone with his memories and his sadness."

"Who is it? And what is a devil?"

"Muggles have this faith in a god, a single god. 'I am that I am'. There are a vast many stories about Him. One is that he created heavenly beings called angels. The most favored of all angels was Lucifer; the angel of light. But this angel fell from grace. He didn't agree with his creator, and was cast out of heaven; the kingdom of God. Lucifer became known as the devil. King of Demons, punished forever for his misdeed against his Father. Muggles think this Lucifer is the original source of all evil on earth. He is known to make deals with the poor and down-trodden for their very souls in exchange for short lived and cheap happiness. He controls an army of foul creatures called demons and uses them for his bidding. His army grows every day thanks to the many many souls he has taken. And now, your head of house is among them, having traded his own soul to the muggle devil for his daughter's safety."

"Merlin..." Pansy covered her mouth with the back of her hand as a tear slipped down her cheeks.

"None of us blamed him. We'd all have done the same... if it were our child. Since that night, we hear from him seldom, and though his loyalty is tied to this Lucifer, we all know that his love and support of our cause and our pack has never left us. We do not doubt him anymore now than we ever did."

"I must speak to him." Pansy said. "I must know what he knows."

"There's not much he'll be able to tell you I'm afraid."

"I have to try, Uncle. It's all we've got."

"Right. I'll owl him tomorrow. It's high time he meet you anyway."

"We've already met." She said pointedly.

"I mean as his leader. He still has a wolf, he's still part of the pack. You are still his leader."

"That's so surreal." She shook her head in disbelief. So many adjustments will have to be made this year."

"You're strong, Pansy. You'll do beautifully."

"I appreciate the sentiment but there's not much beaty in this situation."

"Yes, You're right about that. Come along, Dear. Story time is over. You've had a long day and you need your rest."