Updated 5-7-20

Wolf words

Wolf thoughts

Hermione thoughts

Soft soil under her paws, moving swiftly through the Forbidden Forrest. Wind blowing through her fur, moonlight on her back lighting her way. Sounds and scents of the surrounding forest engulfing her senses. A sense of wholeness, a soft hand running through her fur as she ran. Slightly shorter than her in her human form was on her back as she ran. Jean clad legs were wrapped around her midsection.

Complete

She felt so complete at this very moment, her mate on her back accepting her beast, fully letting everything go. She had nothing to hide from her witch.

Run

Go faster, harder, rougher, run to prove your worth to your mate..

Hunt

Provide for your mate, show that you are strong enough to protect your mate.

These instincts were screaming in the Alpha's head as she ran. She ran both with and without purpose. Her very existence feeling the epitome of yin and yang a fluid ebb and flow of things.

It had been a weird week getting to this point in the forest.

Earlier this week

… 'Why Miss Granger unless I'm highly mistaken, I do believe we have much to discuss, come follow me to my office.'

'Certainly Professor'. Hermione inwardly cursed herself. She had been so careful around the animingus up until now. Now she was distracted, now she thought…I'm bloody well screwed

Stepping into the familiar office the professor followed and closed the door. As they were walking towards the desk and chairs assembled the professor asked , 'tea?'

'Yes Professor, thank you.' Hermione replied politely.

'In here tonight it's Minerva.' The tabby animagus responded smiling.

'Errm ok…umm…ahem, Minerva, thank you. What did you want to talk about?'

'Hermione I think we both know what, all I want to know is the how's and the why's. Also why do you smell like the Black sisters?'

Hermione smirked at the last bit.

'Well the last things first, umm I found my mate tonight.'

'That's wonderful Hermione! Whom was it that caught your inner beasts eye?'

'Nymphadora Tonks.' Her inner wolf purred at her mate's name.

'Well that explains the smell then…and why you were late…and the ahem heightened scent of Black on your person.'

Hermione blushed

'Well that answers the last part of my question, to the first order of business?'

'Well…ahh you see…when we were caught by Lupin's werewolf Moonie… you remember how both Harry and myself got away unscathed…'

Minerva nodded her head in remembrance. Then she stopped nodding, blank look across her face

'All this time, how? How did I not know?'

'Charms mostly, I masked my scent and had help from the elves on gaining literature to become one with my wolf. My previous study of magical creatures lead me to a minor theory of the ancient werewolves becoming one with their nature. You know how I find great joy in researching ancient theories…well I needed to be in control and exist in harmony if I wanted to have any kind of normalcy in this life. Professor I hope you understand that this must remain between the two of us. The Order, Harry they wouldn't understand. Not to mention the ministry and their laws regarding regulations of werewolves and other magical beasts…'. She trailed off at the last bit but looked pleadingly into her favorite professor's emerald eyes.

Minerva didn't pause in deciding

'Of course Hermione, I would never divulge your secret. I am however incredibly proud of you, I've honestly never heard of someone being this in control of their wolf self. Remus has been afflicted for some time, and he seemed to be getting better with that girl he was seeing, who was it again?'

Hermione began growling at this, and Minerva was silenced.

'MINE!'

'Oh'

Silence

'Well I'm assuming that everything is resolved, since I have not heard of a deceased Order member?'

Shaking it off, Hermione responded gruffly, 'sorry professor, yes Tonks noticed the bond instantly and broke it off with Professor Lupin. I expressed empathy for his loss but promised to help him with his wolf after a time... I don't know I feel like he is I dunno almost family, like a little brother as strange as that sounds now.'

Minerva pondered on this, 'I wonder…'

Acting quickly to test her theory the surprisingly agile professor placed one leg behind the young wolf and tripped her pouncing and holding her down and she tried to get her jaw around the neck of the prone wolf. A mighty roar came out of the brunette, staying in human form she overpowered the elder witch and held her down, switching their positions. Hermione immediately clamped down on the tabby's neck never breaking the skin but growling lowly.

'Submit'. Was spoken through low growls. Yellow eyes bore down on her emerald orbs.

Minerva had her question resoundingly answered, and did what her nature bid her to do and went limp submitting to the obviously powerful Alpha on top of her.

This action caused the beast to bite down once more, leaving red marks but never breaking the skin. Satisfied the wolf let go of her neck huffed and almost like waking up from a trance Hermione exclaimed while still on top of the animingus

'Oh Merlin! Professor! I…i…'

Sensing the young woman's inner turmoil she reached up and cupped her favorite students jaw smiling.

'My dear Hermione I expected this, you are an Alpha, and a rather powerful one I'd wager. I affectively just became your pack-mate, as I'm sure Lupin is now as well, both having submitted to you and having felt the bond. I challenged your wolf and she could do nothing but respond to the challenge. What is surprising, however is that you never shifted, you my dear are a very powerful werewolf. Although I can't say I'm surprised, you are the brightest witch of your age.' Minerva smiled as she said this. Pride coming out of the statement, thankful that she in some small way had guided her student.

They had continued talking well into the afternoon, getting meals delivered to them via house elf. Becoming the elder witch's Alpha was a surreal experience for the bookworm who respected and adored her favorite professor.

'…yes, yes, I'll see you later Tabby, good night.'

With that Hermione turned around, walking away from the professor's office only to run into her dreamy eyed friend.

Stumbling and grunting the wolf caught her balance and the young blond in her arms. Hermione had immediately recognized the scent as her friend.

'Luna, oh my I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there little moon.'

Luna dreamily smiled and hugged the older wolf tightly. 'I'm so glad to see you again!...took long enough'. Luna then laughed, 'can your mate even walk at this point?'

The Alpha grinned smugly at this as they broke the hug.

'That good Luperca?'

A deep purr was her only response

Luna smiled a genuine smile and reached up and scratched behind the wolf's ear briefly.

'Well as much as I'd like to stay and chat, I really haven't had much sleep in the last 48 hours and need to retire for the evening.' Hermione said while scratching the back of her head.

They smiled at each other briefly.

Thinking about what had just transpired with her older friend she remembered something. 'Oh, before I forget don't be surprised if your sleeping arrangements get a little…weirder.' Luna answered vaguely

She was met with a 'Huh'. And a questioning gaze

'You'll see.' The blonde responded vaguely. 'Well I'm off to go find my shoes I have seemed to misplaced, think I'll check the greenhouse. Good nights sleep to you.' Luna said knowingly.

'Bye Luna'. I wonder what she meant…

This is not what I expected at all…thought the wolf. She was surprised when she got up to her room and noticed that only one huge bed was in the room. Too tired to question it, she climbed in the center and passed out on top of the sheets not bothering to change.

Hours later she felt hands on her, removing her shirt and pants, and robes. She was now down to her underwear and being shuffled underneath the covers by her dorm mates. One massive pile of bodies clad in their underwear were all around her cuddling in the most platonic way.

I wonder if this has to do with the mating. Knowing that I have my mate, but am separated from her, maybe their nature is compelling them to soothe me even more. I do feel better, the pull hurts noticeably less.

Prrr that's exactly right

Hmmm I guess that makes sense … pondered Hermione. Too exhausted to continue this line of thought she surrendered to sleeps' pull.

At this final action a small silver tabby cat ran away from the room grinning. She knew the moment that she heard Hermione was 1 a wolf, and 2 has just mated but separated from her mate she would need extra physical comfort. The mating instincts would make sure Hermione would only desire her mate, so she knew without a doubt that nothing would happen to these girls from Hermione's end. This is why she had transfigured the beds to one large one, knowing that is what the room's occupants would feel a natural pull to do.

For some time now the paintings had told the Gryffindor elder about Hermione's nighttime cuddles, but brushed it off as normal teen experimentation without impropriety. She trusted Hermione. However, finding out about the wolf she now understood what was really happening. Wolves tend to rest with their pack, Alphas always get the best sleeping spot by their very nature and their pack cuddles around them. The tabby cat had essentially changed the dorm room into a human form of a wolves' den. A charm was put in place so that if anyone including the paintings had looked into the room they would see 8 different beds with one girl in each bed sound asleep.

Minerva would keep her Alpha's secret.

The sleeping arrangements ended each morning the same as it did before with not a word spoken and no weirdness between the girls. They were very much like Omegas of a pack providing comfort when the wolf needed it, even when she herself hadn't known she needed it.

Her first thought of her day was of Tonks. A gentle smile crossed her face, knowing this was a short week for her, thanks to the extra time she shared with her mate. Today was Thursday and her main goal besides classes had to be finding a way to communicate with her witch at any time. War was coming, and her wolf wouldn't allow her to not be in communication with her mate at any time of peril.

With this thought she readied herself and walked down to breakfast at the great Hall.

Halfway through the meal the morning owls began arriving with mail. Most were just dropped from the air, but one owl in particular dove right into Hermione, bumping her in the shoulder before it fell on its back on the table. Hermione laughed at the klutzy owl and helped it up as it shook its head and stuck its leg out to deliver her letter.

Quickly opening the letter she smiled at the chicken scratch that could only be from her mate.

I don't think I've ever been this sore and it's all your fault! …

Hermione looked up blushing and excused herself from her compatriots giving her curious glances. She found a quiet corner and sat down to read the note.

...However, it was totally worth it. You my sexy mate are so perfect for me without even trying. Thank you for helping me come back to being myself…something I have sadly gotten away from recently. I visited my mother this morning and she noticed the change immediately, after snickering about my labored movement….anyway she took one look at my hair and knew I was back to myself. Told me to and I quote "grab onto that girl that has done this to you and never let go"

She was pleased to know it was you Hermione, as she said she always thought you were a bright and pleasant girl when she saw you at the last Order meeting. She knows that the upcoming war will cause us to be apart and offered up a ancient Black Family spell to allow us to communicate easier. However her price for the spell is family dinner this Sunday, I will be sending word to Minerva about this and picking you up first thing on Sunday….

'Bloody hell!' Hermione yelled, unaware that some students had begun walking by. She discreetly went back to her letter

…Don't worry little wolf, she will love you, I know I do.

'Love…'. She sat back distractedly smiling.

Is it too early, I mean…is it too early, is it just the sex, which is indeed mind blowing…but I don't want it to just be physical, but she is so smart and funny, do I love her, I mean I feel like I do, only it's only been…

You know we do, it's the mate bond. She is our soulmate, quite literally she is made just for us.

You're right, logically I know that…it's just maybe it's too soon, I get our instincts, but our mate is human, maybe she doesn't…

Grrr do you doubt our mate? Do you think she is lying, has an ulterior motive?

What? No absolutely not!

Then what is there to question? Our mate, while indeed human, feels the connection just as strongly as we do, wolf or not. Tell me when you think about our mate, do you only think of the sex?

Merlin no, I know I have a lot to learn about her, but she makes me laugh, she challenges me intellectually and …I dunno, I just feel complete..huh you may be right…logically I know it's too early, but if I'm truly honest with myself I do lov…

'What 'cha reading there 'mione?' Neville asked curiously. He had walked by his friend multiple times, she had seemed lost in troubled thought.

Shaking her head at her revelations, she smiled brightly. 'Brilliant Nev, just brilliant, if you'll excuse me.' She responded, thanking her friend she hurried off to her favorite spot at the school library, grabbed a random tome and continued to read:

Saturday however is all for you and me! First things first, we will definitely be shagging as much of Saturday as we can, I can't wait to…

Hermione smiled at the remaining commentary and all nervousness at meeting Mrs. Tonks besides, she was looking forward to the weekend.

The last 2 school days went mostly normal for her, Professor Snape would glance at her often durning class with a questioning look but that was about the only thing out of the normal.

The boys were as oblivious as ever, but Harry was noticeably shaken at the loss of Sirius. Hermione had been there for him Thursday night when he cried into her arms finally letting it all out. He never expressed these emotions in front of Ron or the other boys, but with his sister he could relax. She held the weeping boy, not saying too much, just letting him be with his emotions.

The next morning he looked still sad but lighter, like a weight had been lifted. A pressure release valve had been opened last night and he could breathe easier it seemed. Hermione was glad that she could be there for the boy who felt more like a brother to her. They were each other's family, one Harry so desperately needed and she would honor that connection, cherish it. An additional positive was that this bond was sure to help them in the upcoming years, for that she was sure.

This line of thought brought Hermione back to the present, chasing Nymphadora in the woods durning the following Hogsmeade weekend.

They had met up in the woods this first weekend together because Tonks had wanted to meet her mate's true form. She felt safe with the Alpha and couldn't explain why she felt the need to see this form. Maybe it was the metamorphmagus in her, wanting to see her love transition like she herself does, or maybe it was a desire to see the raw power in her mate, either way she couldn't wait to see her.

Hermione's shift was both flawless and painless. Tonks was in awe of her wolf, she ran forward to the wolf that had just went from a very sexy naked witch, to a werewolf standing intimidatingly on its hind legs, to a stoic looking dark wolf proudly on all 4's. She flung her arms around the wolf's chest and nuzzled her neck.

'Oh Merlin! You are so soft!'

The wolf chuckled but rubbed her massive head against her mate.

And I'm all yours little witch

Tonks jumped up at that, and would have fallen to the ground if not for the Alpha catching her.

'Bloody hell! You should warn a witch before you do that'. Tonks laughed in response

If you don't like surprises you're going to hate this

Was the Alpha's cheeky reply as she maneuvered Tonks with her powerful jaws onto her back, as she took off at a fast paced run.

A shriek of surprise could be heard across the woods as Tonks clutched her wolf below her.

Surprise gives way to jubilation as Tonks lost herself to the feeling of almost flying across the earth below.

Safe

She felt safe, knowing her wolf would protect her without doubt. She doesn't always have to be the strong one with Hermione, she can just be.

Loved

Her heart felt full to the brim, she could feel the love coming from her mate she clung to.

Free

Riding on top of her mate Tonks felt like she was flying. She felt like she could do anything, Hermione had no preconceived notions about her witch, nothing expected, Tonks could truly come back to herself. Her mate wanted a chance to know the true Nymphadora, one she didn't show too many people.

Metamorphmagus being able to shift their forms so easily can surprisingly be stressful, the pressure to change for everyone. Because she can change so easily, why not change for a love interest, why not just present what is expected? It is way too easy to lose yourself, to forget who you really are, while you are shifting to be what you are not.

The wolf's mate whispered a challenge to Hermione and then hopped off her back, onto a broom and flew with gusto.

The challenge?

Catch her, in her wolf form and she would let the wolf have her way with her. Not that it wouldn't happen like that anyway, but who was she to back down from a challenge from her mate.

Nymphadora was somewhat hesitant to let the beast fully out previously, mostly because of Lupin. Hermione did not push this issue, even though her beast rattled in her cage to take her mate in her true form. However, seeing the wolf fully transformed for the first time had done something to the metamorphmagus. She wanted, scratch that, she needed her wolf to take her. Tonks thought that it had to do with some sort of mystical shite, or something about being mates and all… Tonks snorted at that, mum would be telling me not to curse so crudely, -fat chance- Tonks laughed to herself. So distracted she didn't notice the branch that knocked her off her broom completely. Being as high up as she was Tonks knew she would have at least 3 broken bones. In 3….2…1…

Only….nothing happened…

She felt warmth, fuzzy warmth, and smelled a woodsy scent combined with fresh parchment and lilac…Hermione! She had been saved by her mate.

Her wolf had seen the branch before Tonks had, and saw how distracted she had been and prepared to save her mate.

She stood on hind legs, transforming into her first form and caught the stunned Auror in her arms and held her into a strong chest. Purring and nuzzling the older witch in her arms.

Now little mate, how about we have some real fun!