Howl at the Moon
So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of the mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older
"Full moon will be tomorrow night dear, after you heal from that ordeal you should be good to attend your classes like normal." Madam Pomfrey announced, after casting a few quick diagnostic spells.
Hermione couldn't help but smile in relief, "I'm glad. I'm starting to feel a little bit stir crazy being cooped up here all day."
Madam Pomfrey patted the young girls knee. "That is perfectly understandable. I heard from the headmaster that the day you are released you're taking a shopping trip to diagon ally?"
"Yes. He was kind enough to set me up an allowance and he is also allowing Lily to accompany me since he said and I quote 'You don't need an old fool like me as a chaperone.'"
Madam Pomfrey chuckled, "He's a silly man that one. Well rest up for a little longer my dear. Tomorrow night we'll take you out to the shrieking shack with another."
Hermione bit her lower lip in worry, "Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course dear."
"Do you think this other wolf and I...will be able to get along?"
Madam Pomfrey froze for only a minute before sharp eyes widened in surprise. "You know...I haven't realized you haven't met poor Remus yet. He's a good boy...but you're right we really need to get you two together to see how you'll react. Wolves are territorial creatures after all."
"Sirius mentioned about bringing him by today after dinner."
"That's good. You just let me know if you'll think this arrangement will work or not. If you feel it is unsafe we'll figure something else out for you."
Hermione reached out from her bed and grasped the older woman's hand gratefully. "Thank you."
"Don't think nothing of it." Madam Pomfrey replied gently squeezing the young girl's hand before stepping away. "I have other tasks I need to attend to but you just send word if you need me alright? I'll check on you again before bedtime."
Hermione nodded as Madam Pomfrey pulled the privacy curtain closed around her bed once more leaving her alone.
Hermione spent her time day dreaming about what it would be like to finally join in with her peers and acclimate to the new time period. Would she fit in? She knew she made good friends with Lily, and she felt like she was becoming rather close with Sirius. She wondered about James and if she could manage not to accidentally call him Harry. They really did look too much alike.
She also worried about Peter and how she'll handle him. Technically right now he has done nothing wrong and is just a good friend to the group. But soon he will unless she can prevent it. But how? And how would she attempt to be friendly to him without spilling what she knows? 'Maybe I can pinpoint what makes him switch sides?' Hermione thought. 'Maybe I can convince him not too.'
So lost in thought she didn't hear the multiple foot steps that were approaching her bed until they started to draw back the privacy curtain.
Startled, Hermione blinked owlishly up at the four boys that now surrounded her bed. Sirius was the closest smiling roguishly at her as he held a plate of food. "Dinner for the lovely lady." he stated in a way that explained things. Hermione smiled a little as she asked for him to place it on her nightstand. She still wasn't comfortable eating in front of this lot yet. Although she mused she should probably get over that soon as they will be sharing meals together once she was released.
"So we should get the introductions out of the way!" Sirius announced as he pointed toward the Harry look alike with hazel eyes. "This bloke here is James Potter. Right tosser this one is."
"Oi!"
"This one here," Sirius continued, pointing to the boy next to James. He was shorter than the others with mousy features. Hermione could practically see by the way the poor boy held himself how insecure he felt around the everyone. "His name is Peter Pettigrew. Sassy fuck."
"Says the one with the biggest ego." Peter snarked, catching both Hermione and Sirius by surprise.
"Oi!" Sirius responded grey eyes narrowing playfully at his friend "Don't be a wanker in front of the lady yeah?"
Peter merely rolled his eyes and looked like he struggled not to say something else. Hermione had to bite her lip from laughing as the realization dawned on her how well they all fit together and how sad it is that in the future Peter is nothing like this.
"Anyway before I was rudely interrupted this bloke here," Sirius continued as he pointed to the last boy. Tall, slender, with sandy blonde hair, "Is Remus."
Whiskey eyes met forest green which quickly seemed to flash amber causing the girl to be on high alert.
He snarled baring teeth causing the other three boys in the room to startle.
"Remus?" James questioned hazel eyes darting cautiously between the two as Hermione also started to bare her teeth. Hair frizzing with magic as she started to look wilder.
"I don't think this is good Prongs." Peter whispered backing up and trying to get the hell out of the way. After all he wasn't about to get in between two werewolves.
Hermione slowly, cautiously climbed out of the bed, hunched defensively as she eyed the other wolf. His scent spicy, he smelt like the forest and fresh parchment. It was absolutely driving her mad.
Before Sirius or James could do anything Remus darted forward ready to snatch Hermione who narrowly danced out of his grip.
"Bloody hell!" Sirius roared, "Peter, Go get Dumbledore NOW!"
Hermione took off then, running at an inhuman speed past the group of boys and out of the hospital wing a feral Remus hot on her heels.
"Uh, the bloody fuck just happen mate?" James asked as Peter took the opportunity to run into madam Pomfrey's office to grab her and the headmaster.
Sirius shook his head, "Either they don't like each other or they REALLY like each other."
"You don't think?"
"Not sure mate. Our family only had the one book on werewolves and honestly not too sure how accurate it is."
"You think we should try to follow?" James asked,
"We better. Although We're gonna hate getting in between two werewolves this close to the full moon."
James cursed, "Fuck. Well...we better find them. Don't want Remus to injure the girl more than she already is."
Hermione used all her new senses to dodge and weave through the corridors, making sure to go ways that students wouldn't be. She can hear the fast approaching footsteps. She pushed herself to run faster exiting the castle to make a beeline for the forbidden forest. If she can get there she could lose him in the trees.
She made it to the forest edge before she was finally tackled and taken down.
Hermione laid flat on her back whiskey eyes staring up into the darkening sky as she heaved great gulps of air. She was pinned down a body weight holding her in place so she couldn't get up. Hermione thought she should be scared or even downright terrified but surprisingly she wasn't.
A handsome face entered her field of vision and she was now forced to look up into what was forest green now amber eyes.
A low growl emitted from the males throat and Hermione instinctively turned her head and bared her neck to him.
He leaned down and she could feel puffs of hot breath along her skin as he got closer. Gently he licked the sensitive flesh with his tongue and Hermione found herself groaning in pleasure.
'What's going on?' She thought as she found herself losing with her instincts. 'What's happening to me?'
He tore her nightgown she was given a bit at the collar and his face was soon buried in the crook of her neck right at the junction between her shoulder and collar bone. He nipped at her flesh and she felt herself grow wet. Whatever he was doing Hermione knew she didn't want him to stop.
He growled again less threatening as it wasn't a warning or angry growl as he reared back slightly to bite as hard as he could into her tender flesh. Hermione cried out then in both pain and pleasure as she writhed against his hard body. Her hips bucking up on their own and she nearly cried out again feeling his hard length press against her core.
'Merlin!' She though eyes rolling into the back of her head in pleasure as he pulled back once more to lick the fresh wound of her blood.
"You're mine." He growled, unable to control himself.
Hermione in her lust induced state could only agree. "Yes."
He looked at her again then amber eyes burning with desire. "Mine."
His lips crashed hard against her mouth in a searing kiss.
Hermione could only see stars.
A/N: Sorry for leaving it off like that! Seemed like a good place to stop before everyone finds them er...doing stuff. Also again sorry for the long absences my updates are going to be pretty erratic depending on free time but never fear the story will always be updated! ….eventually.
Anyway please R+R let me know that you guys like it, love it, or hate it!
Really need a beta but probably won't bother with one until the story is done.
Thanks for reading!