This is for Kamerreon's Drabble Challenge — a drabble a day until my imagination dies.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.


Werewolves


Howls surrounded the ramshackle building as the pack continued to circle it, nipping at each other's legs as they shared the excitement of the upcoming hunt. They tumbled over each other as the slowly closed in on the house that held their pray, the ones who hurt one of their own.

The only three wolves not participating sat nearby, watching their pack with observant eyes. A low whine sounded from the beta of the pack, and the large silver alpha nudged him, sending him rushing out to join his fellows.

The alpha then turned to his mate, leaning down to nuzzle the small black wolf. The black wolf let out a small yelp as he rubbed back against his mate's side, his emerald eyes gazing up to meet silver. The alpha spoke to his mate, using the language of the wolves.

"Soon, little one, those who hurt you will be dead."

Yipping in excitement, Harry Potter nuzzled Fenrir Greyback's flank, a wide wolf grin on his face as he listened to the first screams sounding from the Burrow.