Looking up at Hagrid, a little intimidated by his size, that well aware of him to be a gentle giant, she smiled at him. Glad when he returned the smile, his eyes crinkling around the edges.
"You'll look after them of course? Make sure that things don't get too intense? I also trust that you'll step in if they do?" Landon asked politely. Hagrid nodded patting the big blood hound by his side, who wined at being in such close proximity to wolves. Hagrid hadn't liked the idea of his little 'Mione going into the container with Malfoy, though there was nothing he could do about it.
"Aye, I've got my eyes and me ears. I'll look after a'ight." Hagrid agreed as Carry patted him on the shoulder.
"Thanks Hagrid! I've got to go talk with Proffessor McGonagall's I'm sure she'll want to know what's going on."
The young woman made no time heading back up to the castle, a smile on her full lips. Before she made her way to the Head Mistress' office though Carry made the trek down to the dungeons. With two sharp wraps, Carry poked her head into Slughorn's office. To her expectations she found the man sitting, a cigar in his mouth, getting ready to break into a bottle of wine.
"Horace!" Carry's smile was bright as she danced into the room.
Langdon almost sauntered into McGonagall's office, Horace leading up the rear though not as quickly as she. Almost buried in paper work, the older woman looked positively worn out.
"Minerva, what are you doing to yourself?" Carry asked with a shake of her head sitting down in one of the chairs.
"Horace said that you would be up in. Why don't you take on an assistant? Someone to help you will all of this?" Carry asked flicking her wand so three glasses appeared. In his tote, Horace carried a bottle of mead.
"Albus did this all by himself. If that man can do it, so can I." Though her voice spoke of determination, the woman sounded worn out. Carry knew the subject was a sensitive one, so she pushed Minerva the glass of wine before encroaching on it further. Seeing her take a decent sized gulp, followed my a smaller one, Carry licked her lips.
"Minerva. I, um, well, you." Carry stumbled over the words. After all she wasn't exactly a friend of the woman. They were colleagues.
"I think what the young Professor would like to say is, you're not Albus dear. No one can deny he was an exceptional wizard. Just because you need help doesn't make you any less exceptional. You did save this school last year, with help." Carry looked at Horace thankfully. Minerva didn't say anything for a long moment, looking at the glass in her hands before downing the rest of it. Though Horace took no time in filling it back up.
"I know I'm not. I'm reminded every day, I try though to be best I can be, give these students the best education they can possibly receive."
"And you are! Actually that's exactly why I'm here." Minvera looked up at the bright eyed Professor in front of her, one brow arching severely. "Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger are currently in the container with their animals. Horace had them each take the Sensi potion this afternoon. I expect to learn great things." Minerva shook her head, though half out of laughter. To be young, young an enthusiastic again. The three sat, drinking into the wee hours of the night, laughing, discussing their future plans or rather devious plans on what would happen with the students. After all they were each up for another dosage of their potion.
Professor Langdon didn't even know what time it was when she drug herself up to her quarters, she knew the entire room swirled as she did though. Placing a hand on her forehead Carry sat back against her pillows, not noticing when she fell asleep. Only to be woken up hours later, to her alarm clock.
"What the hell? Merlin's saggy left nut." Carry's hand shot out hitting the alarm clock. Her eyes blurred as she attempted to read the time. "Does that?" Carry's eyes widened. It was 10:38. She was late. She had told Hermione and Draco that she'd be at the container by 9 to let them out of the container. Not caring to fix her disheveled appearance, Carry quickly headed out of her room towards the grounds. She had no doubt that Hermione, probably Draco too, would both be pretty upset with her.
Dew. Fresh on soft petals of grass. Birds, their wings flapping. Cheerful, dreadfully cheerful twittering made Hermione's ears flicker. Wait a minute. Hermione's eyes snapped open, though she didn't panic this time when no color was seen. Rapidly, Hermione became more aware of her surroundings, faster than she ever had before.
She could smell all of the wolves. including Malfoy, who she'd curled deeper into. The two of them making a ying yang of fur. Black, swirling among white. In the cool morning air Hermione stretched, her paws digging into the dirt around her. Hermione could feel her tail hitting against the ground. She was happy, Hermione couldn't remember ever waking up so happy in her life. Hermione stilled though when Malfoy began to move behind her, nestling his muzzle deeper in her fur.
'Malfoy.' Hermione spoke softly the word coming out in a low whimper. She was very unsure of what was happening.
'But Malfoy why do you need. . .' The growling before them had grown louder and Malfoy all but snapped at Hermione, literally.
'Granger for once in your life will you do as your told without questioning it?' Malfoy turned, looking at her for a moment, growling at his this time, even as Light Paw stepped toward's them. 'Run!' He barked out. As Hermione turned tail, the last thing she saw was the giant wolf, who looked so much bigger than Malfoy, leap at him.
Hermione ran, her paws pounding against the ground. The only thing she heard was the beating of her own heart, quick, terrified. Despite herself, Hermione couldn't help but hope that Malfoy would be okay. Behind her, Hermione could hear the snarling, growling, whines. Though Hermione couldn't be positive, she felt that the whines came from the three wolves having to watch their alpha battle.
As the clearing came into view Hermione pushed herself, panting as she ran faster. She could see though, that Professor Langdon was running too. The woman apparently was late. Hermione didn't have time to think about that though. She needed get Malfoy help.
"Hermione?" Professor Langdon skipped to a halt as the wolf before her barked, none to happily. "Hermione I don't know what you're trying to say." Professor Langdon almost hit herself at her own stupidity. With a wave of her hand, a girl replaced the wolf. Hermione didn't notice but she was in the nude. That didn't stop her from the water fall of words that came tumbling out of her mouth.
"And then they started to fight. Malfoy wasn't making any sense but he said that he needed Madam Pomfrey. I'm not sure what's going on but I don't like the sound of things." Hermione stopped her long winded rant, doubling over. As she tried to catch her breath Professor Langdon pulled her robe off, putting it around Hermione's shoulders.
"Can you start from the beginning?" Professor Langdon asked. Hermione slapped away the woman's hand, though her other hand clasped at the robe, not having a moment to worry about her virtue.
"We need Madam Pomfrey! Malfoy is battling the Alpha as we speak!" Hermione took her wand form Professor Langdon, muttered a spell to sew the robe around her together magically. Professor Langdon's eyes widened as Hermione's words hit her.
"What are you going to do?" Professor Langdon asked as Hermione turned, heading back into the container.
"Save Malfoy!" Hermione yelled though she couldn't run nearly as well on her human feet, and she got tired a whole heck of a lot easier. With her wand raised, Hermione huffed, hoping that she made it in time before the boy got hurt. The red sparks, presumably made from Professor Langdon signalling for Madam Pomfrey, lit up the sky casting an eerie glow upon the young girl.
Malfoy almost missed when Light Paw lunged at him. He felt the wolves fangs sink into his flank and Draco yipped in pain raising a paw, despite the odd feeling, and raking it down Light Paw's side, making the wolf release his grip on Draco. The two wolves seperated, growling as they circled around one another.
Malfoy cursed himself, unsure why he got himself into this mess to begin with. Granger sure the hell wasn't worth it. He just couldn't help it. When Draco had woken up, havin her scent over whelm him, like vanilla, almonds, and honey, though this time different, like cinnamon and woman had wrapped around her lovingly. The scent had driven him insane, to the point that Draco knew when Light Paw smelled it as well.
'You don't want to do this.' Draco barked out at Light Paw, the wolf didn't bother speaking, instead he jsut growled again baring his canines at Draco. 'I mean it.' Light Paw barked, obviously not backing down now. Once in the fight the wolf couldn't stop, after all, they worked on instinct. Light Paw's instinct told him to defeat the suitor before him, and stake claim on the young wolf.
Draco didn't have a moment to let his thoughts get the better of him, Light Paw was lunging again. This time, going for the kill, his canines aimed at Draco's jugular. Draco had seen it coming though, and prepared for it. Rearing up for a counter attack, only to have fangs tear through his abdomen. Draco's whimper echoed in the forest, before it turned into a howl, a chilling howl of pain.
Hermione heard the howl, it only pushed her to run faster. When she arrived though, the wolves were already gone. "Malfoy!" Hermione yelled to the wolf, who lay in a crumpled heap. "Reverso." Hermione muttered kneeling beside him. The blood looked bad on the matted fur but, in his human form, it looked worse. He would scar, of that Hermione was positive.
"Wingardium Leviosa." Hermione didn't care about the wolves at the moment, or that Malfoy lay in all his glory. She had to get him to Madam Pomfrey and quick. The brunette choked back tears, not being able to help but think it her fault. Making it back to the clearing, Hermione gently levitated Malfoy down on to the bed Madam Pomfrey had rolled with her. Running a dirty hand through his blood streaked blonde hair Hermione's lip quivered. "It's okay Malfoy, you're going to be okay." She didn't have time to say more, Madam Pomfrey wheeled him away unhumaningly fast.
"Come on Hermione." Professor Langdon wrapped an arm around the younger girl's shoulder. "Let's go get you some pumpkin juice, and then we'll go visit him. I'm sure Poppy will have it under control by then." Though she tried to be assuring Hermione couldn't help the feeling of dread ebbing at the pit of her stomach.