Silvaticus

Chapter 5

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"I didn't do anything." Hermione said randomly.

"Not yet, girly." responded Greyback.

"Let me go or I'll scream!"

Greyback seemed to contemplate her words before finally releasing his tight grip on her. Hermione had been too immersed in the proximity that she just began to realize how deeply his nails had dug into her skin.

"You'll be fine, girly. No need to get your knickers in a twist. That's even if you're wearing any." He said with a smirk while taking note of her wounds.

"No! H – He, went back home with Tonks." Hermione said stuttering under his intense gaze.

The two of them just stood there in the kitchen; Hermione could feel the awkwardness lingering in the air while Greyback seemed to enjoy watching her squirm. As the time went by, Hermione was beginning to get impatient waiting for him to leave.

The man before her made her feel uncomfortable because this particular werewolf was an intimidating sight to behold. Especially, now that he was looming over me.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his rasping voice.

"You're the one from the forest. Penelope is it?" he asked throwing her a devilish toothy grin.

"It's Hermione actually. Hermione Granger." She said mimicking her tone from when she met her two best friends on Hogwarts Express.

"Granger," he said testing her name on his tongue, "That's not a wizarding name."

"You're a mudblood then." He said in a flat tone.

"How dare –"

"No need to take offense girly," Greyback interrupted, "I was only stating a fact."

Before Hermione could stop herself she blurted out the first thoughts that came to mind.

"That's rich coming from you. I don't see how a werewolf should have any right to be prejudice."

Instantly, Hermione regretted speaking those words upon seeing his face. Greyback raised himself up to his full height and bared his pointed teeth to Hermione. He bounded up to her and grabbed her roughly at the scalp and dug his nails into her head. She attempted to struggle against him but gave up when she felt his nails digging their way into her scalp.

He pulled her up so that her ear was close enough to his mouth so that his lips were brushing up against it and said in an unusually soft voice, "Don't. You. Scream."

"You need to learn your place. You're just a young little bitch and one of these days I might have to make some marks on that pretty skin of yours."

Never having been spoken to in such a manner left Hermione utterly speechless standing there waiting for him to become bored and leave. I can't make a move for my wand or else he'll see. What am I going to do now? She didn't have much time to think of an escape plan as he spoke into her ear once again.

"I have to admit though it would be such a waste; to ruin such…tight…skin. I wonder how tight it actually is."

Hermione wasn't exactly a femme fatale but she knew enough to realize what he was insinuating and be insulted by it. That disgusting pig! I can't believe he's actually wondering about my sex life!

She felt herself being released and was slammed against the kitchen table roughly. She didn't dare move! Hermione braced herself against the table by placing her hand on either side of her but she never took her eyes off of him. Greyback took one last look at her and turned for the door but not before saying some parting words.

"I'll be back to speak with Lupin."

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A week went by and there was no word or sign of Greyback since that night Hermione had seen him. She had told Remus that the burly man wanted to see him but was too embarrassed to speak of what happened between them. She had been tempted to spill everything and complain to her friends about the lewd comments that were directed towards her but she didn't want anyone to worry.

Harry has so much to worry about now. He doesn't need to be thinking about something as stupid as an argument with a lecherous werewolf!

Remus said that he would get in contact with Greyback some other time and not to worry about it. Easy for him to say! She would think back to that night several times when she was by herself wondering what kind of information Greyback was coming to report to Remus that night.

What could he possibly be reporting to the Order? He doesn't even have the You-Know-Who's Mark!

Hermione soon found herself staying up late most nights thinking of all the possibilities behind Greyback's motives. There was one thing that still puzzled her though; why do I keep thinking about him?

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Hermione was in the sitting room re-reading the Tales of Beedle the Bard when she heard the front door click twice. She knew that it was Greyback the moment his heavy boots hit the wooden floors. She could hear the man make his way down the hallway.

Thinking he was going to the kitchen again she went back to reading but couldn't get back into it knowing that man was in the house. She carefully placed her marker in her book and set it down on the couch and made her way to the door. Her curiosity fueled her as she yanked open the door only to see the man in question leaning against the wall staring at her.

"Eager to see me again, are we?" he asked with a grin.

"N – No. No I was only wondering who it could be at this time." She answered with a stammer.

Hermione wasn't able to focus on what she was saying because she was far too distracted at the strong odor of Firewhiskey that was coming off of Greyback.

"Lupin in tonight?"

"No."

"Let me guess… he went home with his wife."

She could only let out a squeak of approval as Greyback was pushing past her while trying to get into the living room. Hermione was confused by his actions and was backing up quickly into the room and watched him close the door.

"I'm flattered girl. If I would have known you wanted to spend the night with me I would have come by earlier."

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.

Greyback had picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and unceremoniously plopped her down on the couch. Quickly scrambling to her feet, Hermione grabbed her book and walked to the door.

"You're a disgusting man!" she screamed before throwing him a dirty look and slamming the door behind her.

Falling into her bed, she couldn't help but be somewhat irritated with his constant come-ons.

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She woke up to the sound of Ginny telling everyone about how Greyback is going to be staying at Headquarters whenever he needed to. Hermione had an uneasy night, tossing and turning all night. She kept having dreams of Greyback creeping into her room and tearing her to pieces in the middle of the night.

What would stop him anyway? It's either blood or sexual innuendos with that man. Either way, it wouldn't end well for someone like me. Still, I wonder what he was like before he was a werewolf. Was he always such a pervert?

Hermione could no longer ignore the constant nagging of Molly who was calling them all down for breakfast and make her way down. I'm not in the mood to deal with that man and that stupid smirk.

A/N:

Sorry it took so long to post a chapter. I have family over and it's been nuts! Hope everyone had a Happy New Year!

I would like to give a thank you to Jamberine! Thanks so much for pointing out something so obvious to me! LOL Thanks to her I decided to use italics for Hermione's thoughts.

Next chapter will show Greyback's contribution to the Order and of course he will continue to be a major flirt. I loved that about him in the books!

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, and has continued to add this to their favorite's and story alerts!

Also, for everyone that asked the title to my story means: Savage in Latin. I thought that it fit his personality.

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