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A/n a refresher chapter. 58, 59, 60. A short preview to a long chap to make up for the absence. This preview to let you know that two long chapters are coming this week. One later on today. We have a new player Fenrir
I am taking a deviation from before. It is about Remus, maybe things won't be perfect but hopefully he will wise up.
Hope those of you who had holidays, vacations, etc, had a nice time. I am still under the weather but life goes on.
Lately, I don't hear from anyone. My current intentions is to keep a presence in FF, even when this story and others transition to my universe. But I will only do it if there is a real interest. Be well.
Meeting Relatives
Hermione and the boys were tired of running. Greyback smiled a wolfish smile sensing their distress. He recognized the Malfoy boy's scent, and the distinctive scent of one of his kin. She was a powerful little one, the picture of his sister with tight curls, and of his mother if you thought about it carefully. They all look related.
He snickered, everyone had a version of the Greyback's wavy hair. His father's had been very curly, his less, but these witches had lovely wild curls, particularly the defiant pup, her magic glowed around her.
Who would have said, and even better, the little witch was his family, a fact that woke old feelings inside his hardened shell.
As her Alpha she would obey him, and she would not be able to help herself. Yes, it had worked with Eleanor and the little one, even if they were not aware of their heritage because they were blocked, damn Grindelwald, ashamed of their royal gift.
Only him could detect their wolf; it had been a condition imposed by his father, that the Greybacks would always be able to recognize their kin and their wolves.
His father had been outraged at Grindelwald's demands. His wife had accepted to have her wolf blocked. According to Gellert, it was the only way to protect her against some of his own people. So his father, in turn, had made some demands that remained true. What his blocking had not been able to accomplish was to re-wire their basic nature to comply with a social hierarchy; that had remained.
At the time, his father had hoped that the children would come back into the fold and revert to their true nature. Most of all, he wanted to make sure that no matter what might happen, the children would always be recognized by the shifter family.
Fenrir knew the truth; his father had told him. Gellert had demanded a bite, the special one because he wanted to be a shifter to rule longer. His father had refused, but not before adding that he wouldn't back a tyrant.
He wanted his son-in-law to respect their ways; they were to be hunters, to be free, and not to be the rulers of the earth where they have been granted sanctuary. They wanted to live of the land by hunting, and to be left alone to raise their cubs and love their mates.
Greyback wanted revenge and to hunt her sister's killers; and he also wished that Grindelwald were alive to exact the old justice upon him. Nobody had really seen Gellert, but he had reasons to think he was alive.
The new little ones made Fenrir hope, and his wishes for a bloodbath were greatly diminished. Slowly, his wishes were changing into a desire to move his newly found family into the old stead, and to restore it to its old glory. Mostly, he wanted them safe from a cruel world, always hard with those who were different.
The lives of his newly discovered family were a clear indication that one of his sister's children had survived. His niece was a Grindenwald with the pixie face, but she had a sturdier, taller and fuller figure that was all together Greyback.
He also had a grand nephew, tall and strong. A prince for his people, he had seen him Grant. His wolf would be magnificent, with the unusually curly fur, Greyback tail.
The wolves stopped running once near the Greyback lands. Fenrir walked towards the wolves pulling the sled. He peered at the sleeping occupants and observed them, his long frozen heart thawed a little while looking at his grandniece resting by her young daughter.
His grandniece was beautiful, another Greyback. She was truly a replica of Gellert's sister, except for her curly locks, and that she was tall. Yes, she even had blue eyes, blond hair and the frail beauty, and the curly tresses from his father, the overall effect was a treat to his eyes.
The baby was his mother, his mother to the tee but for his father's curly hair. Except that their hair was even curlier.
He sniffed at Elly and halted for a few seconds; ah, she smelled of Remus, his cub. Oh, she was pregnant. His wolf gladdened and howled with pleasure. Babies to enrich the Greyback land; new Greyback pups. Little cubs learning to hunt and bringing mischief and laughter to the haunted grounds; what a great start to a new year.
Best of all, he was no longer bound to the Dark Lord who might be dead. He howled again, and his brethren joined him. He would have to do the ritual for Remus; as a family member he could offer him a better life, there were too few of them, and the increase of their numbers had to be carefully done.
That was different from making mutts; he wanted large ranks of them to bring chaos and punish the Wizarding world. After all, Grindelwald had brought many werewolves along, wanting to destroy his kin. Werewolves, along with the Muggle soldiers' and their killing weapons and wizards called he and his kin werewolves, and if they wanted werewolves, they would have them.
One thing that had always bothered him, since when Gellert knew Muggles?
Well, about that, he was no longer sure of Grindelwald's fault, but why the other, why? What he had recently witnessed had confused him.
He noticed that the pup trio hid further inside the trees' shadows, the howls made their skins prickle. Hermione, Draco, and Harry, held hands seeking a respite from their mounting fears. They were afraid and wished to be home, safely tucked in their warm beds.
They didn't hear or see anyone approaching them; thus, their terrified screams were loud and clear the moment they saw the giant wolf upon them. Their eyes opened in amazement when he changed back into a tall naked man, whose smile revealed long fangs.
"Darling, come here, " he called Hermione in a tender, loving voice; just as he had done with the little one and her mother. His alpha powers beseeched her, and just like Elly and Evie, she was unable to resist his command.
She was powerful, but she was also the wolf inside her, even if the wolf only existed in the deep recesses of her DNA and her brain paths. The boys didn't like when she started walking towards Fenrir.