Silvaticus
Chapter 9
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Remus stared at his plate of food and was quickly losing his appetite. There was no sign of Hermione even attempting to have breakfast with them and he was worried for her. He couldn't seem to keep his food down as he remembered his conversation with Fenrir only moments before being called into the kitchen for breakfast.
Remus quickly passed the threshold and into the hallway of Grimmauld Place and began hanging up his coat. He could hear the faint sound of voices coming from the stairway but didn't make his presence known. There was something in the air that made the aura seem off. Due to lycanthropy, Remus was able to feel the mood in the room which allowed him to read people's emotions quite well. From what he could tell, there were two people talking; one was a male that he easily recognized as Greyback and the other scent appeared to be Hermione's.
Standing there in the hallway, Remus thought, 'That can't be Hermione. It just can't be! Why would she be aroused near Fenrir?'
Curious, Remus clung his body to the side of the wall in order not to be seen as he heard the sound of footsteps making their way quickly upstairs. Remus peered around the corner to see the open door of Fenrir's room wide open and as he walked over he could smell the unmistakably strong odor of sex. Standing in the doorway, Remus couldn't believe his eyes. Fenrir was cleaning up what looked like cum off of his chest.
Without looking up, Fenrir said, "Don't look at me like that, Remus! Don't tell me you haven't thought about making that piece of flesh."
"How dare you! That's disgusting. That girl is like a daughter to me. Not to mention I'm old enough to be her father."
Standing up, Greyback finally made eye contact with Remus. For a short while, Remus took in the sight of this man. This person standing before him was the reason he has struggled to fight for his humanity in the wizarding world. Now, here he was thinking of changing and possibly raping this young girl in more ways than he could possibly imagine.
"Enough is enough, Fenrir," Said Remus as he took a couple of steps closer to the elder werewolf.
Making sure his voice never went above a whisper he said, "Hermione's a modest girl…she wouldn't say anything and if I catch you harassing her again I'll break this truce and leave you to the Order."
"Don't you threaten me pup. You're forgetting your place," Said Greyback while baring his fangs.
Both werewolves' senses began to flare as they made a semi-circle around each other preparing to fight for their lives. The sound of Molly yelling for everyone to come to breakfast is the only thing that made Remus stand down.
As he made his way to the doorframe, he heard Greyback say, "You can't stop a willing female from getting what she wants boy."
"Fenrir," Remus said without turning around, "Please, for all of our sakes leave her alone."
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Hermione was trying to keep her breathing as labored as she possibly could as she slowly walked down the stairs for breakfast. Arriving at the bottom of the stairs, Hermione embarrassingly looked toward the door to her right for any signs of Greyback but didn't see him. Great he's already in there, Hermione thought as she looked at the open kitchen door. No matter how many deep breaths she would take she couldn't seem to shake her nerves.
"I can't do this. Not again." Hermione muttered under her breath as she made her way to her room once again.
I'll try and make it down for lunch. No..dinner. By dinner I should be over this.
Sitting on the edge of her bed she couldn't get over how embarrassed she was. Not just because of what she caught Greyback doing…it was more about how she found herself becoming horny. Ewwwww! There mere thought sent shivers of horror and disgust throughout her body.
"How could I even think about such a thing? He's a monster!" she said aloud.
A monster. That wants to tear me apart. A man that wants to spread my legs open and pound me until I beg him to sto...
"What is wrong with me!" Hermione practically yelled revolted with herself and she tried to push her vulgar thoughts from her mind.
"Mione?"
Hermione spun around to the source of the voice and saw Ginny peering in through a crack in the door. Ginny had a worried look on her face and slithered into the room closing the door behind her.
"I was knocking but I guess you didn't hear me. Sorry."
"No, Ginny, it's fine. I've just been out of sorts lately. I…think I'm getting my period."
Nice, Hermione. Now you're lying to your friends.
"Oh," said Ginny, "I thought it was something else more serious."
"I'm fine Gin, really. I'm just feeling anxious. There's so much that we have to do and I guess I'm not handling it as well as I should be."
"Hermione, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself. The three of you are doing the best you can under the circumstances." Said Ginny as she sat down cross-legged on the bed.
"It's just hard Ginny. Being back here…it feels strange. We're just putting off the inevitable."
As her own words hit her, Hermione sunk onto her bed and felt as if the world was crashing all around her. I feel like I'm suffocating. This is too much pressure for me to deal with and now I have to learn how to control these feelings I'm having!
"Ginny, I know you're trying to help but I really just want to be alone for a little bit." Hermione said as calmly as she could care to muster at the moment.
"Y'know, Hermione…ever since the three of you came back everyone's done their best to make it as easy for you as we possibly can. I don't think it's fair of anyone of you to cop an attitude!" Ginny said getting defensive.
"Well, if you would stop pretending as if you have any clue as to what the three of us have been through then I wouldn't have an attitude." Hermione said in a curt tone.
"Understand! How could you say something like that? The three of you didn't bother to tell anyone about your 'special plans' and just jetted. You're the ones who don't have a clue as to what we're going through!"
"Unbelievable!" Hermione scoffed, "And here I thought that you were the mature one. Get out."
"Fine then." Ginny said as she slammed the door shaking the antique picture frames on the walls.
Hermione just stood there staring at the closed door in disbelief for what felt like hours. She and Ginny had been in fights before but she had never left any of those arguments feeling so alone and misunderstood. Might as well get some sleep now. I don't feel like going out there and discovering that I'm once again the topic of conversation.
Greyback could hear the entire argument from his chair in the kitchen. He didn't even have to try. Bloody women and their screeching voices. Now that the mouthy red-head got her all hot under the collar…maybe that will leave some room for me to work with?
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A/N:
Holy Shit! It's been over a month since I last updated either one of my fanfics. I've been swamped with homework and regular work that I was just too tired to write. Well, have I got a treat for my fans! I've written a cpl of chapters and will post them within the next week. Consider it an extended olive branch to those who thought I deserted this fic.
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I wanted to show Remus' POV. I like his character and just like a Marauder I feel that he would have the need to protect anyone from being harmed by his childhood abuser.
