A Werewolf Romance
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This story contains several of my own characters, if you wish for more detailed profiles please don't hesitate to ask.
The trip out of the Shrieking Shack back to Hogwarts was the oddest procession Micky had ever seen. Lupin and Ron were on either side of Pettigrew to keep him still, they were being led by Crookshanks (Hermione's cat), Harry and Hermione followed behind and Micky was trailing at the back with Sirius, who in turn had Snape on enchanted rope so that he would hover along behind. Sirius was not trying very hard in this task and Micky noticed that Snape's head seemed to be hitting the ceiling of the cavern quite frequently.
Everything was kept in silence as they all exited the opening underneath the Womping Willow. It was now dark out, Micky realised they must have been down there for a few hours… definitely longer than she originally thought. When they had all got out, Pettigrew and Snape were laid down, one bound and the other still unconscious. Micky let out a sigh, all that had happened in there was replaying over in her head, she wanted terribly to speak to Lupin, but she knew they would not find the time for that right now… or ever if Snape had his way once he woke up.
She couldn't help but stare at Snape in disgust, very well he knew and he didn't approve of it, but he didn't have to say it out for the world to hear. A mixture of feelings were coursing through her at the moment: anger, embarrassment, confusion… but she was definitely not ashamed of what she had done, for in reality she hadn't really done anything; the most she and Remus had done was make out and that hadn't lasted very long.
Micky was so deep in her own thoughts that it took a second or two to realise Remus was beckoning her over to him. When she saw she let out a long sigh she didn't even realise she'd been keeping in and walked up to him, she kept her distance from him now though: no hugs, not even a smile, she realised that the relationship was over before it had really begun and she didn't want to hurt herself, or Remus.
"You seem to have a lot your mind Micky." Remus smiled softly at her and Micky's sight immediately bolted to the ground, almost in fear that the smile would burn. "You shouldn't blame yourself Micky, it's my fault."
"How's that exactly?" She stopped for a moment to place her voice in check; she didn't want the others to hear any of this conversation. "I went along with everything willingly."
"Yes but I started it, I'm the adult, I'm the teacher in all this. The person who will get in trouble for this is me, not you. You're a teenager, you're hormonal. It's natural for you to have a crush on a teacher but I'm old enough to know better. And the fact that I initiated all this makes it even worse."
"And I'm old enough to make my own decisions, besides we never actually did anything so I don't see the problem."
"We still had a relationship beyond that of teacher and student. And how old you are doesn't matter."
Remus raised his hand and ran it through his hair and then looked back down at Micky. He opened his mouth to speak again but Micky stopped him, speaking in an increasingly panicked tone.
"Remus you did take your potion tonight didn't you?"
"Ye… no I didn't that's what Severus was coming into my office for… Merlin's beard!"
He zipped around and saw just what Micky was staring at, a large white orb was just appearing from behind a cloud. It was the full moon, and it started to bathe the ground with its glow
Remus abruptly fell to his knees and started to let out a chilling scream and was starting to shake. His body and face lengthened, fur began to show itself all across his body and his hands were curling themselves into claws.
From behind her Micky heard Sirius yell out: "GO RUN. I'LL TAKE CARE OF HIM."
Then a huge black bear-like dog hurled forward and pushed the half-formed werewolf down the bank. He then transformed to shout again at Micky who had stayed rooted to the spot.
"There's nothing you can do for him, he'll kill you if he catches you."
"You won't be able to take him on alone either. I can help you."
And without another word from either of them Micky transformed into her black dog and Sirius, shaking his head, did the same.
It was just in time as Remus, now fully transformed, leapt back up the bank and towards the two dogs. The fight between the three of them was short however, as Remus had soon caught the smell of humans near by and made his way towards Harry and the others. Pettigrew took advantage of the chaotic situation and Micky turned just quickly enough to see him turn into a rat and run out of sight.
Realising that the others were in danger, Sirius started barking loudly, distracting Remus long enough for Micky to get in front of him and shove him back. The two dogs now surrounded the irritated werewolf and were circling him slowly. Remus made the first move as he launched towards Micky, she didn't have time to react as she was picked up and hurled down the near bank.
She could see nothing now of the struggle, her left side was in searing pain from where she had just landed and she bore numerous scratches. All she could do was listen; she heard screams mixed in with barking and growling and the occasional whimper as a blow landed. Then from the woods she heard a loud, echoing howl, which silenced the previous commotion. It sounded again, louder this time as though it were closer. It seemed to be the call of a fellow wolf. Remus bound off to answer leaving Harry and the others, spared. Sirius collapsed down the hill next to Micky; he transformed back into a human and smiled weakly at her but then yelled out… not in pain but in utter terror. Micky could feel it too, a cold chill in the air, a fog descending and every happy thought ever felt being sucked out of her body… the dementors were coming.
Still as a dog, too tired to even try to transform back, Micky raised her head to see countless black-cloaked figures gliding towards the place that Sirius and herself lay. They swooped down and attacked each one taking tiny portions in order for them all to get their fill of the two helpless victims below them. The fact that one of them was an animal seemed to make little difference to them. Micky could feel herself losing consciousness, she was vaguely aware of a voice just behind her trying to fight them off with a Patronus but it was seemingly unsuccessful. The last thing she saw before blacking out was two almighty white figures basting towards her from the other side of the lake, then Micky head hit the ground and she knew no more.
Micky still had her eyes closed she felt as though she was floating on air. She had no bearings of where she was, but the place she now laid was not the cold ground from before but a soft, comforting surface, the temperature was lovely and warm. She also became aware from her lying position and the feel of her body in general that she was no longer a dog; she was back to her human form.
Her eyelids felt rather heavy as she tried to open them, wanting to see where she was and to find out what was going on. Many things rushed through her mind: the state of Sirius, the whereabouts of Remus. But she didn't get a chance to dwell as a loud voice started booming into her ear; it was then that she was aware that her head was rather tender.
"Absolutely excellent Severus. Order of Merlin second class, first class if the board can be persuaded."
"Thank you Minister."
So the Minister of Magic was here offering Severus an Order of Merlin. For what she could only guess, but that got her awake, just in time for both of them, accompanied by the headmaster, to come through the door of the hospital wing which Micky, Harry, Ron and Hermione all lay. Everyone was awake except Ron and all were staring in disbelief at the new visitors.
"Of course," The Minister continued in his boom, "All of these will be able to tell of how you saved their lives from a dangerous fugitive."
Micky just grabbed hold of her head at the very sound of the Minister's voice but she caught every word of it. Severus saving them from Sirius? Micky would have laughed if she had the energy.
Madame Pomfrey was straight on her case, fussing about with her pillows and muttering some spells at Micky's body.
"Minister, with all due respect, these young people are ill and you coming in here more or less shouting is not going to aid any of them in getting better."
She then brought forward a large slab of chocolate, broke it into pieces and handed it out to Micky, Harry and Hermione.
"Poppy, these children have had a lucky escape and I need to know if they'll be up to doing an interview or two later."
It was then that Dumbledore, who had been silent up until that point spoke up, "Cornelius no student is giving press interviews, whether for good news or otherwise. Now if you will please all leave and let these young people rest."
Fudge huffed stridently and then turned to leave, Severus then did the same, but not before giving Micky one last glare.
"I wish for you to leave for a few minutes as well Poppy, I wish to have a word with these three." Madame Pomfrey opened her mouth to argue. "It cannot wait Poppy. I will be five minutes and then I will leave and lock the door, leaving them again in your care."
Pomfrey stared at the headmaster for a few moments wondering whether to argue or not, but then turned and walked into her office shutting the door behind her.
It was only when the door was certainly closed did Dumbledore speak and it was Micky was sure by the look on his face, it was going to be a long night.
Another chapter done, and the story has nearly ended. I love all reviews you give so please continue to grace me with some.
Sorry this one took me so long. A-levels are a pain in the rear, but the exams are over for now, and I've got some time before the 'fun' starts again in May. I hope to get the next one up soon