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Chapter 25
It all happened so fast.
One moment Harry was running through the forest, as fast as she could. Enjoying the freedom her animagus form granted her but still wishing she had her broom.
Nothing compared to flying after all.
The next thing Harry knew, she was being chased by a slavering lycanthrope – for only a werewolf could have the height of a horse, only with a considerably larger muscle mass.
But it wasn't even a full moon tonight.
Things only became weirder when the giant wolf attempted to Assert – project its will on her, with the ultimate goal of getting her to conform.
She rose to her full height, her fur bristling and she raised her head superiorly. She wasn't some mindless animal that the wolf could so easily manipulate.
She barked in defiance.
The wolf let out an answering, angry bark of its own.
Common sense told her to run, but as she was now, instinct won out.
Instinct told her to not back down, to let it be known that she too was Alpha.
She barked once more – loud and challenging.
It was the wrong move to make.
The dark-furred wolf that easily outsized her, lunged.
And with practiced ease, Harry coiled her body only to shoot under the wolf at the last moment. But the wolf was a lot faster than she expected an animal of its size to be. The wolf had turned around faster than she had expected – and she hadn't gotten very far away – and reached for her with its large jowls.
She dodged as best as she could, but ended up being grabbed on her shoulder and tossed into a tree.
Adrenaline pumping, she twisted her body so as to brace her hind legs on tree only to push off as soon as her feet met bark.
Somehow, she managed to get on top of the wolf. She wasted no time in biting at its shoulder.
'An eye for an eye' as the saying went.
The wolf then proceeded to try and throw her off but Harry's bite was unrelenting. She was the proverbial dog with a bone in this scenario.
But as the wolf thrashed and squirmed and growled, Harry grip loosened each time. She wouldn't be able to hold on soon. Then what would she do?
It wasn't as if she had her wand with her either. So turning into a human and casting spells was not an option. Nor was wand-less magic.
She had one other option though.
She'd never attempted it before, but it was that or be eaten (or worse) by the giant wolf.
Harry waited until the wolf gave a particularly hard thrust, then she let go, let the momentum carry her as high into the air as possible and turned.
She vaguely heard the sound of the wolf launching up after her air-borne body, but it was thankfully too late – Harry's body disappeared with a loud crack.
Word Count: 491
A/N: If it wasn't possible before, it's possible now, at least for Harry. Harry is able to Apparate in her animagus form. So yeah, Sam vs Harry, Wolf vs Fox - the fight of the ages. I had fun imagining it in my head. I'm not very good at fight scenes, but I tried.
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