AN: This is my very first story and I hope you enjoy it. This story takes place at the end of Harry's third year.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or make any profit from this, I am writing this for me and other people to enjoy.
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Harry leant against a tree exhausted. He looked to his left where Hermione stood next to him holding Buckbeak.
'Harry we have to keep running,' Hermione said as a howl raked through the night sky.
Harry stood up, panting slightly. 'Okay, let's go,' Harry replied. With that they started running through the forest again.
They weren't even five minutes back into running when a second howl came, this one sounding closer than the last.
Harry looked behind him, but as he did he tripped over a branch that was lying on the forest floor. Small sticks scraped his face as he slid through the mud. He looked up to see that Hermione didn't see him trip and that she kept on running through the mass of greenery that laid ahead..
Harry tried to stand up, but the pain kept him glued to the ground. Harry desperately tried to stand up again as he knew his life might depend on it.
Once Harry stood up he felt claws as sharp as daggers rip through the side of his body. Spots danced before his eyes as he pushed Moony away from him. The monster ran off after he saw that he had injured his prey.
'Hermione!' Harry called out, slowly losing consciousness.
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'Harry! Oh no what happened here,' Hermione exclaimed as she looked at Harry's wounds, 'Hold on for a little bit longer, I'll get you to the hospital wing.'
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Harry woke up with an extreme headache and sharp pains all across his side.
He tried to sit up, but as soon as he did Madame Pomfrey appeared out of nowhere.
'No you don't', She said, helping Harry lay back down, 'You need to rest.'
After Harry laid back down, the doors to the hospital wing opened as Hermione walked in with a grim expression on her face, but as soon as she saw that Harry was awake her face lit up.
'Harry! You're awake!' Hermione said smiling, 'How do you feel?'
'Nethermind how I feel, did Siris escape?
'Yeah he did. He left on Buckbeak.'
'Brilliant Hermione, I would have never thought of that.' Harry said looking around the hospital wing, 'Where is Ron?'
'Ron was dismissed yesterday, Harry. You've been unconscious for three days, we leave tomorrow.'
'We leave tomorrow?' Harry exclaimed, not completely sure if he heard Hermione properly.
'Yes Harry, we leave Hogwarts tomorrow. Anyway, how do you feel?'
'I'm fine.' Harry replied swiftly.
'Harry…' Hermione groaned.
'Hermione drops it, I'm fine.'
'Harry, I have some bad news,' Hermione said as she made eye contact with Madame Pomfrey, standing on the other side of the room. 'Normally being scratched by a werewolf would be fine, but…'
"Yes, go on,' Harry said impatiently.
'Mooney licked his claws and he transferred his saliva into your wound by scratching you. Harry, you're a werewolf.'
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Thank you for reading the first chapter of my new story. I am sorry if this was too short, I had a massive writer's block around half way through. Please review to tell me what you think. I will reply to the first five reviews.
-Firenado