Prompt: D...did you just make that noise + continuation because I was cruel
Hermione was in the small kitchen of their cottage and staring out the window into the 2 meter thick snow outside and sighed. There had been a three day snow storm and because of that, they were stranded out in the middle of their little retreat, and they'd only brought enough supplies for a long weekend. They'd been here a week and had just ran out of food that morning.
Seeing as she was pregnant, they couldn't apparate and the portkey had been outside since Fenrir refused to bring a dirty gym sock into the cottage. As such, they were stuck. Fenrir had gone outside to hunt around for anything edible, and she was inside waiting on him.
A loud creaking from the front room drew her attention. Frowning, as Fenrir had left through the door she was closest to, she turned with wand in hand toward the doorway.
"Fenrir? D-did you just make that noise?" Her voice trembled a bit. They'd ran across some protesters on their way to the portkey to reach the cottage, and ever since then she'd been on edge. "Fenrir?"
"No Fenrir here to save you now, Mudblood," a man hissed, making Hermione scream in terror just as a spell came flying her way.
.:':. ':.:' .:':.
Just as she expected to be hit, the spell bounced off a shield spell and a deep rumbling growl came from behind her. Fenrir had shoved the door open and was lunging at the Death Eater that dared threaten his mate. Hermione let out another scream as the two men started rolling on the wood floor, fear for Fenrir clenching her heart as she watched him defend her and their unborn child.
The fight only lasted a few minutes, but it felt like forever to the witch. Fenrir stood and snarled at the dead body before turning and gathering his mate into his arms. Pressing his face into her bushy hair and cradling her against his chest.
"You're alright, you're safe. It was all a trick to get me away from you. The snow is only right here, we can leave as soon as you've rested." Pressing kisses to her head, face and neck, Fenrir led her to the couch and had her rest. He was angry someone had dared attack his pack, but at least they were safe and in his arms.