Chapter 2
"No, I don't smell anything".
"Huh, I guess my nose was playing tricks on me" Harry shrugged then laughed, noticing how cold Hermione, was he throwed off his hoodie and chucked it to her "here, put this on you're making me cold." Hermione put on the hoodie and breathed in his smell - apples and oranges at least his smell hasn't changed. "Thanks" she chattered as she took in what the new Harry looked like she wanted to ask him "aren't you cold?" but she kept her mouth shut. He was wearing a tight-fitting black T-shirt with a white feather logo on the front, ripped jeans and white sneakers, also she was a lot taller Than her to she blushed at the thought of his dick getting bigger. Also, his appearance face wise and body wise changed as well, his eyes were more bluer, skin more tanned, hair more messier, eyelashes a bit longer, face cleanly shaved and his butt more firm.
Who was this man?
And what did he do to the old Harry?
Once they made it to the outside of her house it started to rain lightly "What the?" Harry said and looked up at the dark grey clouds, a big raindrop landed on his head, and he ran for cover under her roof. "Wow" she breathed apparently Harry's looks weren't the only thing that changed, he was faster than usual and had defined muscles. She managed to catch up to him "Slowdown, will you? it's just rain" she puffed, fishing her house keys out of her pocket she turned the key in the lock and stepped inside and lit the fire.
"Wipe your feet before you come in and shut the door behind you" she said as she stood in front of the fire, Harry started to take off his shoes and socks wringing out the water that soaked his socks. Noticing that the fire had starting to burn out Hermione added more wood she looked up and blushed when she saw a shirtless Harry, his six pack was drenched with sweat and rain Harry ran his fingers through his rain-soaked hair and laughed.
"Don't worry Hermione, you're not the first to stare".
"What? - I wasn't" Hermione snapped out of her daydreaming trance, still sitting in front of the fire freezing her arse off. Harry walked over to her and stood in front of the fire with her to warm his butt "I can keep you warm if you want" he said nervously and opened his arms for a hug, Hermione studied him carefully he did look warm and cosy, but something wasn't right about him.
She just had to figure what.
After all those lost years Harry will always be a stranger to her, ever since Ron disappeared Harry had gone AWOL in third year, so she must resist the temptation of Harry's warm, welcoming cuddles. She had to find out what really happened "afraid not, Harry while your here I have some questions for you" Hermione rubbed her hands together to keep them warm.
"Oh"
Harry shouldn't have stayed he knew better then to waltz into Hermione's life without the risk of her asking questions, he should've known that this was coming he sighed and sat down on the couch and looked at Hermione and patted the empty spot next to him. Hermione bit her lip and tried to hide her fear, she was worried that that if she asked questions Harry would hurt her or worse. She sat down beside him and saw that their thighs were almost touching, pushing aside her dirty thoughts Hermione stared him down.
" Where were you since Ron's disappearance?"
"Wow, you really like to get straight to the point" Harry chuckled.
"Answer my question".
"I was..." He bit his lip "At another school" he finished.
"What? another school"
"Yes, I was"
"Why?" she quizzed further.
"The headmaster made me leave, said that I was too dangerous."
"What do you mean?"
Harry hung his head in shame "I'm sorry, but I can't tell you".
Hermione saw the sadness in his eyes when he looked up, tears were starting to form in his eyes Hermione sat up and fetched a box of tissues "here you go" she handed him the box of tissues Harry took one out of the box and dabbed at his eyes.
"Thanks" he sniffed.
"Why can't you tell me?"
"Because you'll hate me forever, and you'll think that I'm dirty and filthy" Harry blew his nose loudly into the tissue.
"Harry, you're one of the kindest, caring people I know. You'll never be dirty or filthy" Hermione placed a freezing hand on Harry's burning arm.
"Ow" she winced and yanked her hand away from Harry, placing a hand on his forehead she noticed that he was burning up. "Harry, are you sick?" she asked gently.
"No."
Harry shuffled away from her and fetched his clothes from the door he put on his shoes and socks and sat back down "I think that you should stay away from me" he said sadly. Harry put his shirt back on and headed to the door, springing out of her seat Hermione bolted to where Harry was and blocked his path.
She shook her head "No, you can't just leave. You can't show up out of the fucking blue and say that I should stay away from you. What aren't you telling me?"
"Look at me Hermione! since you're so mart tell me what a beast I am" Harry shouted loudly.
"I don't understand."
"Think about it, really think I've gotten taller, my sense of smell is better than yours, my hearing is superb and I'm not lanky anymore."
Hermione knew exactly what he was but can't bear to say the words.
"Werewolf." she choked on the words.
"Now you know my dirty little secret."
"Harry-."
"Still think I'm a monster?" Harry challenged.
"No" Hermione shook her head and reached out to take Harry's hand, taking her hand Harry clasped his large hand into her small ones.
Just one squeeze and he could break her bones.
"Stay" was all she said before disappearing into the kitchen to make them both a hot chocolate, bringing his hand to his nose he inhaled deeply and smelled Hermione's scent. Mango and oranges she still used the same hand cream after all these years, he could stay or leave but for her he would do anything.
Even Kill.
"Harry! how many sugars do you take?" she called from the kitchen.
"One thanks!" he called back.
Even though he was a monster he still knew how to love, and he'll always love Hermione.
