A/N: I got my five reviews and I am back with the next update. Again, I require five more reviews to go on. Thanks especially to the special person who actually reviewed twice to persuade me back with another chapter!
Disclaimer: And we all want to claim ownership, but we can't! Only the story and the wolf remain mine!
Severus tried to wrench his cloak from the iron grip that had fisted around it. Not daring to turn behind, he pulled with all his strength. However, he could not free himself. Slowly, he stopped his fruitless attempts to turn behind. He could feel its hot breath mingling with the wind above him and the vibrations its body went through as it breathed.
Slowly, he plucked up enough courage to turn behind him and face the werewolf. It stood there, a foot taller than him, shoulders hunched. Its teeth were bared and Severus could see the yellowish stains.
He shuddered to think of the pain those razor sharp teeth might cause him. Even as these thoughts were running through his mind, he refused to call Draco back, wanting at least his son to survive. But luck was not upon his side.
As Draco turned to check on his dad's progress, he realized his absence and looked up further from himself. There he caught sight of the disaster. He stood rooted to the spot as if part of the flora of the forest. By now the werewolf had raised his defenseless dad up into the air.
Tearing his eyes from the sigh, he yelled without thought, "Dad!"
His whole body was still numb with shock and tired after the running, but Draco pushed himself forward and ran to his dad's aid. He had no idea what help he would be of to Severus. All he knew was that he could not stand at watch while Severus got eaten. He had to do something and right now, running towards the werewolf seemed sensible enough.
Blinded by panic, he dashed to the werewolf and shoved the first thing that came within his grasp-which was his wand-and shoved it into the werewolf leg.
With a tremendous roar that shook the very ground he rested his feet upon, the werewolf dropped Severus. Severus crumpled into an injured heap from the impact as the werewolf paused to see what had caused the disturbance. Draco stared aghast for a moment before deciding to risk apparating. He knew it meant large amounts of magic, making it easier for him to be located, but at the precise moment of danger he had to do it if he wanted to avoid death.
Lifting Severus onto his shoulder, Draco thought of a random valley in a muggle suburb and disappeared, hoping the death eaters would be confused.
A/N: And that's another update. I'm going to work on the next chapter now itself and would post it up the moment I get five more reviews! So please review because I know this is a rather short update, but I need to keep the suspense up! SO please review so that I can get the next update posted!