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Chapter 6
She is Mine
"Bill, I need you to walk me to the loo, leave him alone, please help me." Hermione asked urgently hoping to attract him.
Bill had Ron by the neck; one twist and he would rip the head off. Lobo egged him on, this little brother of yours will always be a problem. Might even take her away from you before you mate her.
Bill was not that far gone to listen to his wolf, Ron was his brother, and he had to make an effort to let him go.
"Everyone down, bring us food and drink. One move towards me, or any attempt to take my mate away, and he dies." He showed them his wand. "I can and will kill him, magically, or with my hand. It is all the same to me."
"William he is your brother; let him go. He loves the girl, and she is too young yet. Please my son, let her go," Molly cried.
"Ah mother dearest, what is it now? Is there something wrong with my new choice of bride? If so, why did you send her to me with..." Molly seeing the direction this was taking, and wanting to avert an untimely disclosure of the coin's role in the unfolding events, decided to act quickly. Her involvement, if any, had to be minimized. No one could know about the coin business, not until she could talk to Bill in his normal state, not like this.
"Bill, son, no, you have it wrong. What I am saying is that she is very young, and Ron has seen her as his loved friend, understand and give him time. It is obvious to all of us that Hermione is young and afraid, please let her go and give her time, this is all n…"
"NO, SHE IS MINE, EVERYONE OUT! I AM MY OWN MAN. YOU ARE NOT TAKING HER AWAY FROM ME. NO, NO ONE WILL!" Bill interrupted. Then he growled loudly while he held Ron so tight that he was now chocking and struggling to free his neck, unable to breathe.
"Molly, out, out, be quiet, woman. Your mother isn't thinking. Hermione, my girl, come closer to him, that's a girl." Arthur encouraged the young witch, in an attempt to defuse the explosive situation.
He was having a word with Molly as soon as he was able; something that he had neglected to do earlier this day. But enough was enough, and he already had more than enough conflict for one day. Oh, Molly why do you have to be into the children's lives all the time; please let them grow up! Please my love. Arthur thought and gave his wife a sharp look.
Meanwhile, Charlie had noticed Hermione's dress; it was soaking wet with something dark, and he realized her situation. Poor girl, she must be having her monthlies. Ginny, who had also just remembered, didn't know what to do.
"Bill, Hermione, do you need something, Hermione?" Ginny tried to call her friend's attention. The voice filtered in Bill's mind, he could feel the anxiety of his mate, and Lobo could as well. That alone made him relax the stronghold on Ron.
Ron started breathing with relief, and the fear was diminishing his desire to hurt Bill. Moreover, he knew that he wasn't thinking clearly. Indeed, earlier that day, Ron had realized how much he cared for Hermione and saw the years' replay in front of his eyes. How he'd wished to take them all back and blamed Bill for causing his problems, not himself.
He ignored that Bill wasn't Bill, but a wolf driven by a mating instinct when his mate was in heat; this fact alone made Bill very dangerous. Of course, Ron didn't know the last part.
A couple pops at the fireplace announced new comers. Bill immediately tensed again, and Arthur roared in frustration. "Shut the Floo, now. Whoever is out there, stay where you are and don't come up."
How could they hope to win against Voldemort with this ongoing disaster, if they were to fight like this, they would all be gone in no time.
"Bill my boy, what do, shite, what is that? Have I died and gone to wolf heaven?" It was Moony, someone had gone after Remus, and he was back with whoever went to get him. He actually howled in delight.
Arthur pinched his nose and lowered his head; he was having hard time breathing. He wanted to start killing all the fools around him. This was a circus act with no Master of Ceremonies in place. They needed Remus, but Moony was as needed as the Dark Lord himself.
"Moony leave this place, I don't need to protect my mate from you as well, and don't howl indoors, it is rather rude. EVERYONE OUT" Bill screamed, but some actually smiled at the remark of don't howl indoors, as if trying to kill his brother was polite
Ginny left and quickly came back with clean clothes and a small bag for Hermione.
"Bill, may I? No tricks, she needs this. "Ginny tried to come forward.
"NO, everyone out, Remus you go down, now." Lobo was restless, too many people around them.
"Bill, please, let Ginny give me my things." Hermione looked at all the angles of the situation, in order to determine if she could defuse it. Too bad she felt out of sorts, as if she was drugged. That marking had zapped her somehow.
She felt feverish and needed something from Bill; but the nature of her need was uncertain. As for right that moment, she needed to go to the loo. What was wrong today? She wanted to go back to Grimmauld and go to bed, alone, or maybe with Bill? She was very confused.
"My boy, we cannot leave, I will keep Moony inside, as much as I am able, but you must let go of Ron. If you hurt him, then you won't have your mate. —"Moony cut Remus off once again,"Yes, you will not, but I will. Ripe and sweet, all for me," interrupted Moony
Idiot, I mean you Remus, it is our chance. I want my mate, and she has not yet mated. Let's make our move; it is our chance. Moony was taking over; Hermione's scent was too much for Remus the human, who was ready to capitulate. Albeit he had just had sex with Tonks, it had lacked something, as it always had; nevertheless it had been good enough. He had nearly stopped when she had asked to be marked. It was a good thing that Moony had hidden, he hated sex with Tonks, otherwise, he didn't want to think of what Moony could have said.
So why was the desire for the young witch killing him? He was hungry for her like he was sex starved. He felt like fighting Bill for her, hence he had to go back home, now.
Moony, shut up, I am married, plus I love Tonks. She is going to have our baby, thus you must respect her and love her. She is our mate, even if you don't let me mark her. Hermione is not your mate, besides I love her as if she were my young sister. Remus nearly begged, wanting to take control.
Ha, maybe someone else's sister, or at best kissing cousins; speak for yourself, I know a mate when I smell one; Bill will share, ask him, make him, you are the alpha. Your pup is yours, and I have no claim over him. And you are lying, I am you, our cock wants her. I am stronger than Bill's wolf; let's fight for her. Moony knew that he was about to win this fight.
At least be quiet. We are leaving now. Hear me well, you behave, or even if I die, I will drink Wolfsbane by the litter. SHUT UP.
"Bill, pay no mind to Moony. I am having a hard time controlling him. I shouldn't here. Hermione, princess, are you well? What do you want us to do?"
Remus gritted his teeth, his nails were almost claws, and he though, so she was truly my mate all along. It made sense, they had the same maker, and they might have the same mate. Only one can have her, and that was the reason for fights amongst male wolves. Moony was wrong, werewolves didn't share; he was almost sure, he just didn't know. Besides, he was going to be a father, even if not by choice. Unfortunately, Moony was right, Tonks had lied about the cont, thought Charlie. This was all happening too fast, less than five minutes and all this commotion; he had told his dad to get Ron away from the room. He had never seen Bill like this, and it made him afraid. Ron looked bad, and he had wet his pants. There was no dishonor; he had done the same more than once around the dragons. Natural fear reaction; and he should have been afraid of a mating predator.
Hermione had not cried, yet, though she was visibly afraid. She wanted to get away, but understood it would be dangerous; besides that, she wanted Bill or something. She wanted to clean up and be alone with him. Just to calm him down. Yes, she wanted to change, freshen up, eat, and drink, and for everyone to mind their own business.
Ron had always ignored her, only wanted her when someone else did. I'm done crying for him. He is a boy, and Bill is a wizard. Besides he chose me over beautiful Fleur. I don't return valuable presents. I am an only child, and I am selfish, so what. Hermione felt better once she'd decided.
"I want to go to the loo, to change from these clothes, to eat, to drink and for everyone to leave us alone. Please, if you want to help me. Please let us be alone. "
Bill was visibly relaxed after hearing this; they should go to Shell Cottage, where he could keep everyone out, and finally be with her.
"After we eat, I am taking my mate to Shell Cottage. And I want everyone to clear the stairway, and the way to the firepkace. No tricks, I am keeping Ron until we are ready to go."
"Son, that is not necessary if Hermione accepts it, we will do as you tell us. Please let Ron go. You have my word that he will behave; we are in agreement; Ron, aren't w?"
Ron, even in his desperate state, remained adamant not to give Hermione up. Let him take her to Shell Cottage and shag her? He would rather die. He closed his eyes shut and refused to answer.
"Ron don't be a prat, please answer." Hermione implored. She was angry with Ron, what is wrong with him, I have been after him for years, and when someone else wanted me, he decides that I am the witch for him. No more, this train had left the station.
Harry wanted to wring Ron's neck. They all had been blind and fools, it is true that nobody sees the worth of a rare find until someone else claims it.
"Ron, don't be an arse. Hermione is asking you to let her go, do it for her. She is our best friend, let her go, now."
George saw the resolution on Ron's eyes, and did something he would never forget. He threw a new invention, created for the wedding, against the wall. It was done before Ron could open his mouth and mess up some more; it was one of the exploding-|rock-stars.
A loud popping sound, made the two wolves snarl, and everyone pulled their wands as they went into a fighting stance. Even Fred screamed, "We are under attack, everyone take position."
Yup, a confetti attack, with shaped like starts spraying everywhere while star lights formed the words: "NEWLYWEDS. LICENSED TO SHAG!"
The message was written right above them. Hopefully a fire would not ensue; it was indoor safe, maybe. At least Fred hoped it was.
At last, Ron took the chance to get away while Bill put his hands over his ears, whining from the earache. Remus had done the same; with their enhanced hearing such loud noises in closed spaces, could truly hurt.
Fred whacked George's head, "Dunderhead, do you want a dead body or two? "
However, after he read the words, Bill opened his mouth as everyone backed up in fear of what he would say and do.
Everybody, that was, but Ron, who tried for his wand without success. Harry anticipating his actions, had placed in a body bind with a 'Petrificus Totalus.' And with with this wand he cast 'Wingardium Leviosa' in order to levitate him away to Grimauld 12. He should had done it much earlier and saved everyone a lot of grief.
At the same instance, Bill let out a peal of laughter at the words, "No boyo, not yet, but soon, very soon. Everyone out, and someone bring food, a lot of everything, cake and something to drink, after we eat, we will be leaving. Better, pack us some thing to go."
Molly was about to say something, when Arthur gently put the hand over her mouth and whispered. "Charlie told me about the coin, if you don't come I will tell everyone else about it. Yes, I'll tell Fleur, Bill, Hermione, and Ron. Hence, be a good witch and Molly-wobbles, do you know who wants his witch tonight, and she will have to say yes, even to those wishes of mine, you always promise but never deliver. Hmm"
Molly smirked with her heart fluttering in fear. That name made her hot, and as blackmails went, she could live with it. She wondered how long she would need to pay a coin for his silence; for a while she hoped. Heaven knows, what Ron would do if he knew. She just wanted Bill to be sure; to wait, and not to make such a mess.
She would get the food for the children and send it to the room. Charlie and Ginny could do the honours. She wished to how to get Hermione away from Bill. She was hoping for inspiration, somehow she doubted it, short of the Dark Lord or Fenrir showing up, this was a done deal.
Remus was by the Floo, and the Aurors sat to wait. Bill walked with Hermione with his arm around her waist. He sat outside of the loo to wait for her with the wand next to him. Remus told them not to mistake his quiet demeanor with a change of mind. Bill had marked his mate, for better or worse, there was no going back. The ritual must be completed, and Bill was a wild beast in the body of a man. It was wise to stay away from animals mating.
Although Bill's eyes changed back to blue, nothing had changed; he couldn't wait to get her to Shell cottage. His twitching lance (his pet name for his prick) was agreeing with him. Now he could be honest with himself, this attraction to the young witch started a Christmas day around two years ago. He must have been compatible with her even them. She was bright and beautiful; true he felt a little bad for Fleur. Nah, it would not have ended well, she was already concerned about his being a werewolf.
In the bathroom, Hermione was putting on clean clothes after cleaning up, checking her make up, and no longer afraid, or not very afraid. It seem as if all was well, a very short cycle. What she did not know was that the magic had changed something on her; as his mate she was in some sort of heat, because of the mating rite. It was a one time thing. To make a long story short it was nature's way to allow mating as soon as the mark was made, and in hopes of a fruitful mating.
Outside of the Burrows at the invisible stands.
The watchers were clapping. This was good; the possibilities for something to go wrong were endless, too many players, and even outside dark forces. This was a runaway hit, the frugal Fates were pleased, such fine vittles.
At Death Eaters HQ.
"There must be an informant. It is not possible. Malfoy come here. What do you know about this?"
The Dark Lord was furious, the chance to cause havoc to the Order had been wasted. He wanted to launch a second attack as soon as they could regroup. He assumed that the Aurors must had been still be around. A survey to the property was in order, and it was time to call Severus.
