~Three: Wolf Attack~
The door had been destroyed, and Elder Georg was tackled to the ground by something that lunged out at him. He was pinned down, and there was no mistaking the look of fear on his face as the figure growled and snarled into his face. He howled with laughter at the trembling Weasley.
"Ha! You don't stand a chance Weasley! Do you know who I am?"
"A-A-A werewolf, sir?"
"Correct! And do you know who I am?"
"F-F-Fenrir G-Greyback, sir?"
"Too right! And do you know why I'm here?"
"I-I-I-I don't know, sir!"
He howled, and then snarled right into Elder George's face, all senses of teasing turning into pure anger.
"I'm here, Weasley," He growled, "Because my senses tell me that there are people in this house that shouldn't be here!"
He put his face in the air and started sniffing. Fred and George trembled and whimpered silently behind the couch. If Greyback were to find them, they'd be goners. Greyback moved off of Elder George, and began to sniff around the house. "If I find them, Weasley," He yelled out, "You will all be very, very sorry!"
Greyback bounded up the stairs, and started tearing apart the rooms, desperate to find the people he was looking for. Elder George made to sit up, despite the pain from the claw marks in his shoulders. He checked to see if Greyback was out of site, before making a dash for the couch where Fred and George were hiding behind.
"You two need to get out of here!"
"No kidding!" Fred whispered aloud.
"But how?" George asked, "If we try to run, Greyback will find us!"
"Here," Elder George said urgently. "If you run out the front door, you might just buy yourself enough time to use the time-turned and get back to your own time!"
The three of them agreed on the plan and stood up from the couch. Unfortunately, as soon as they did, Greyback appeared from up the stairs, roaring in frustration.
"I SMELL INTRUDERS!" He roared.
He looked down and his eyes lit up in fury as he spotted Fred and George trembling in their spots.
"RUN!" Elder George shouted.
They barely had time to move. Greyback leaped from the top of the stairs to the bottom, snarling with fury. The three of them split up and Greyback made to corner Fred. Out of instinct, and from lessons from the Dumbledore's Army meetings, Fred whipped out his wand and yelled out the first spell that came to mind.
"Sectemsempra!"
A flash of dark green light shot out of Fred's wand, hitting Greyback square in the chest and sending him flying across the room. The spell caused his skin to open up with wounds gushing out blood. But whether it affected him or not didn't seem to matter, for Greyback was back up on his feet and began to charge at Fred. Fred cowered in fear, and used his arms to block his body.
"Wingardium Leviosa!"
Greyback stopped abruptly and was lifted into the air right before his hands and nails could claw Fred. Georg had yelled out the spell, and using his wand, he guided Greyback away from Fred's reach.
"PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!"
"Fine! I will!"
He swished his wand hand, and Greyback went soaring into the wall…hard. He slammed into the wall with a loud grunt before sliding down, blood trickling down the side of his face. But five seconds later, he began to stir.
"Fred! George! Get out of here now! Use the Floo Network!"
The twins dashed for the fireplace, quickly grabbing Floo Powder, just as Greyback came around. He immediately began snarling, and dashed towards Elder George.
"HURRY YOU TWO!"
George threw the powder into the hearth and cried out the location.
"Professor McGonagall's office at Hogwarts!"
And they were engulfed in green flames, and sent spiraling upwards, the last scene at the Weasley house being Fenrir Greyback lunging and sinking his claws and teeth into Elder George's back.