Hungry Like The Wolf

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Wake Up To A Nightmare



Hermione woke up the next morning human and naked. She looked down at her body and wanted to try and cover it up. She noticed how dirty she was and decided she would have a swim in the stream. That would help clean some of the dirt off. Her fingernails were the worst. If she could clear them then she would feel better. She inspected them and crawled up on her hands and stood up. She felt as if there was something missing, but for the time being she did not care. She walked over to the stream and was about to get in it when she saw that it was already occupied. She contemplated the mans body. He swam the butterfly stroke with effortless ease.



Hermione found herself watching his muscles rippling beneath the clear water. She was right. He did not have that bad a body really. He was powerful and there was a strange elegance to his strokes. He didn’t even cause a splash. She saw him glide beneath the silvery liquid surface and tilted her head to one side. She saw his butt cheeks clench together and was surprised that it was actually quite pert and cute. She shook her head. He stopped swimming and glided over to the edge where she was standing.



“Come in,” he said. Hermione noticed that he had dark hairs covering his chest and arms. She couldn’t really see it the night before. She shook her head. “Why not?”



“Because I don’t trust you,” Hermione said. “Besides, I am quite happy being here.”



Fenrir smiled and the sun shone on his face. She did not like the twinkle in his eyes. He rubbed his face and reached up and grabbed her wrist and dragged her in the stream. She screamed as the cold water hit her.



“Hello,” he said. He pulled her closer towards his body. “You do realise that I won’t let you get dressed today?”



Hermione’s skin was beginning to form gooseflesh. He noticed that and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her even closer to his body. Hermione gasped when she felt her breasts rub against his hairy chest.



“I don’t want to be naked all day,” Hermione said. “I might get cold.”



“There are ways to warm up, Hermione,” Fenrir said. He leaned in and brushed aside her hair to examine the bite on her neck. “Be proud of this bite, Hermione. This bite is the way for you to gain power. You are now a whole new species.”



“I know,” Hermione whispered quietly. Her breath fell on his skin and he quivered. He stroked the nape of her neck. He positioned his head and began kissing the crook the neck. Hermione sighed. He felt her body shiver underneath him. He nipped the sensitive spot underneath her earlobe. She tilted her neck allowing him further access to her body.



He swam to the bank of the stream and laid her on her back. She stared up at him with wide eyes. She knew she should be scared but she wasn’t. She felt her heart beat in her chest and she breathed heavily. Her breasts rose with genteel movements. Fenrir liked her breasts and he stroked his hand up her sides and cupped one of the breasts in his hand. They felt soft and pliable. He rubbed her nipple between his thumb and middle finger causing it to peak. He noticed; and bent down to suck on it. Hermione found herself accepting him. She did not feel disgusted at all.



He sucked more of her full rounded breast into his hot, hungry mouth. She arched her body up to allow more of her silky flesh into his mouth. She wrapped her hands around his head and held him fast there. She smiled as he continued sucking at her breast. She laid her head back on the bank and her legs spread further apart. Fenrir felt the movement and stopped sucking her breast. He looked down, and then he looked up. He crawled up her body and stroked her face.



He tilted his head and leant down. He captured her lips with his. He kissed her chastely at first. He broke the kiss, and then looked into her eyes and she smiled shyly. She parted her lips and he pulled her chin down so that he could have easier access to her mouth. He bent down and slipped his tongue into her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his waist as she felt his erection swell against her vulva.



“Fenrir,” she moaned into his mouth as his tongue rolled around hers and as the kiss got more intense so did he. He got so excited that his tongue went down her throat and she felt as if she was suffocating but he didn’t care. He moved over her; arching his back and he thrust deep inside her.



He broke the kiss and looked down at her. He had hurt her but he did not care. He stroked his erection against her walls and they tightened and clenched around his erection.



He thrust harder into her; she began to cry as he was beginning to hurt her so much. She clawed down his back as he climaxed inside of her. She felt his seed spill inside her and looked at him with fire in her eyes. He saw that he had hurt her; he saw that she was angry. It was as it should be. If she had not realised through this exercise that he was the Master; the dominant one; then he would have to give her a harder lesson a little later on. The fire in her eyes proved that she was not happy about being treated like a second-class sex toy.



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Ginny woke up and stretched. She turned around and she was lying next to SNAPE? She furrowed her brow. She was going to try to get out of the bed but he tightened his arms around her. She chewed her lip and realised that she was naked. She wasn’t naked when she walked into the room. So, what had happened?



She replayed the events of the previous night in her head. She came to Snape thinking he might want to get Hermione out of the clutches of Fenrir Greyback but he was being reasonable and sensible. She had told him that she was not talking to Harry, and then they started flirting.



Oh Merlin! She exclaimed. She remembered that they got close. She remembered that he leant in and she leant forward and their lips brushed against each other. Then more than their lips brushed; and their bodies moved closer together. She lifted his nightshirt over his head and he took her top off.



They had SEX! She had sex with Snape! She wished he would wake up. She laid her head back on the pillow and counted to ten in her head to keep her calm. It was just sex. That was it. No feelings involved. Snape shifted and turned. He opened one bleary eye and recoiled as far away as he could when he realised whom he was cuddling.



“WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?” He roared.



“We had sex last night,” Ginny said quite calmly.



“Get out!” Snape snapped. “GET OUT THIS INSTANT!”

Ginny frowned but stayed. “No,” she said simply. “We are going to talk about this whether you like it or not.”



He blinked. No one had spoken to him like that since Lily Evans. “All right,” he said stiffly.



“What happened last night mustn’t happen again,” she said. “I am in love with Harry; and you love Hermione. We got carried away that’s all.”



“Hmm, I’d like to see Potter take that point of view, Miss Weasley.”



“We flirted and it went one step too far. Even you can lose control you know,” she said.



“I know,” he said grinding his teeth together.



“Just for the record, Severus, I think that since we’ve done this we can call each other by our first names. Don’t you?”



“Yes, Ginevra.”



“Only Harry can call me that!” she snapped. Severus looked down at the young red haired Witch by his side. She was pretty but not suited to him. She did not have the right personality to fit into his lifestyle. Great, he thought, what a way to try and ease yourself into the ranks, Snape! I doubt that this would gain much trust amongst the Order.



Hermione probably wouldn’t kill her though. Hermione had not yet laid claim on Snape, but Harry had laid claim on her. Ginny smiled a little as she caught a glimpse of Snape’s naked chest.



“So, we’re agreed? Never again,” Ginny said.



“Never!” Snape exclaimed. “I agree with that.”



She climbed out of the bed and picked up her clothes. “Don’t feel bad, Severus. I am of age. Also, I wasn’t a virgin.”



“I gathered that,” Snape hissed. “Was it Potter?”



Ginny blushed. Snape hit the nail on the head. She gulped and was suddenly aware she was naked in front of Snape.



“I better go,” she mumbled. She rushed her top on and her skirt and walked out of the room. She had a lot of explaining to do. She did NOT want to betray Harry but she could not help but have no regrets about the previous night. She actually liked Severus now. It was strange.



She walked into Harry’s room without knocking and found him still sleeping. She sighed with regret at having to tell him what she had done the previous night. She walked over to the bed and shook him awake. He blinked, moaned and then turned over. Ginny frowned. She walked over to the other side of the bed and prodded him in the chest.



“Get up!” she hissed.



“Inaminute,” he said.



“I want to talk to you, Harry. It’s important. Please, get up.”



Harry blinked and looked at his watch. It was seven in the morning. What was Ginny doing dressed at seven in the morning? He grabbed his glasses and got out of bed. He wrapped his body up in a robe and they snuck out of the room. Ron snored and turned around. Completely oblivious to the world!



They snuck into the kitchen where Ginny made a cup of coffee for them. She set the cup in front of Harry who was rubbing his eyes. Ginny sighed at how messy his hair was. She just wanted to run her hands through it.



“What’s up?” Harry asked.



“Harry, last night I did something stupid,” Ginny began. “I went to see Snape in his room to talk about rescuing Hermione, and, well, I was angry at you because of the way you treated Remus you see. So, I began flirting with him. One thing led to another and...!”



“Tell me you didn’t?” Harry asked going pale at the thought. “Tell me that you didn’t let Snape kiss you?”



Ginny blushed. “Um, a little more than that, Harry. I let him do a lot more than kiss me.”



“YOU LET HIM HAVE SEX WITH YOU?” Harry bellowed.



“Speak a little louder I don’t think they heard you on Mars,” Ginny mumbled. “Yes, I let him have his wicked way with me. BUT, remember that it took two last night. So, don’t lay the blame entirely with him. He was actually quite upset about it this morning. He and I have agreed that we’re not going to do it again. It was a mistake. We all make them.”



Harry buried his head in his hands. “Was he – um – better than me?”



Ginny smirked. “I think that you are better, Harry.”



Harry looked up and stared into her eyes. She smiled, and she reached out and grabbed his hand. “I am sorry, so is he.”



He looked at his girlfriend and nodded his head. He decided to talk to Snape about this. He drank his tea and got up. She narrowed her eyes at him as he made his way to the door.



“Don’t worry, Ginny, I am not like Ron. I just want to hear his side of the story. For once!”



He walked out of the door and squared his shoulders. He walked up the stairs to Snape’s room. He knocked on the door. He walked in and saw Snape sitting up in bed naked and Harry averted his eyes.



“Your presence being here must mean that she has told you what transpired between the two of us last night,” Snape said coolly.



“I thought you were in love with Hermione,” Harry said.



“She’s in love with you,” Snape said. “Ginny I mean. Potter, we just lost control, and that is something for me. We got caught in a moment and couldn’t get out of it.”



“So, you aren’t going to try and steal her from me?” Harry asked.



“No, she’s not my type. We’ve established that. The fact that she told you straight away must mean that she feels more for you than she does for me.”



Harry sighed. “She’s the only person that means something to me, Snape, that’s left alive. I don’t know what I’d do without her.”



“Just treat her like you always have done,” Snape sighed.



“I will, as long as you stay clear of her in future?” Harry asked.



“Promise,” Snape said.



Harry nodded and left the room; he walked down the stairs and back into the kitchen. Ginny jumped off the seat and she looked into his eyes.



“Well?” Ginny asked.



“It’s all right,” Harry sighed. “He has confirmed that he has no intention of going near you again. He likes Hermione. Believe it or not I believe him this time.”



Ginny breathed a huge sigh of relief. “Are you really okay?”



“It’s happened,” Harry said shrugging his shoulders. “Just please don’t let it happen again, all right?”



“I won’t, Harry. Next time I’m angry with you I’ll punch you,” Ginny said giggling.



“Thank you for telling me straight away,” Harry said stroking her cheek. He put an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. “What say we take a bath, Ginny?”



Ginny looked up coyly from her eyelashes. She nodded. Harry smiled. He took hold of her hand and led her to the bathroom. He wanted to get rid of the stink of Snape from her and establish exactly whom she belonged to.



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Tonks was preparing breakfast for the return of her boyfriend. Remus was gone longer than he normally was. He generally came home as soon as the sun was up and they made love but that wouldn’t be possible today. She was setting the table when he walked in; a little dishevelled but otherwise all right.



Tonks smirked at the sight of Remus Lupin standing in the doorway with his palms on the frame. His eyes looked at her with hunger and lust. One thing he hated about the changing back was no one to vent it on straight away. He normally came home as soon as he could but Blue Moons were particularly exhausting and he barely made it.



Tonks rushed up to him as she could see he was breathing heavily and she helped him to the seat. She served breakfast and he ate it. He then grabbed her by the waist and began ravishing her mouth with his.



“I think that you need to rest,” Tonks said breathless from the rough but welcome kiss. “Besides, I’ve got to go to work.” Remus growled and began to lift her top over her head. She swatted his hand away laughing. “I mean it, Remus, I have to go to work.”



“Tell them you’re sick,” Remus growled as he sucked on her neck. Normally Tonks would give in, but she was in enough trouble as it was.



“I can’t, Ream, you know that. Now, let me go!”



“No,” Remus said in a fierce growl that made Tonks a little scared. Remus grabbed hold of her and laid her on the table. “Tell them I’m sick. Tell them you need to stay to look after me.”



“Remus what’s wrong? Where have you been?”



Remus slumped on the chair; he had lost the fight he had. He looked into his hands. She got up and righted her top and smiled at him.



“Well,” Remus sighed. “I thought that I could save Hermione once I turned back into a human. So, I apparated to his cave and he wasn’t in. I checked around and I walked out of the cave and I SAW them mate! I saw him treat Hermione like she was some kind of animal!”



“Did you see anything else?” Tonks asked.



Remus nodded. “Yes,” he said. “I crept closer and smelled the air around and they had coupled as Werewolves. She’s one of us now. I looked at her again and I noticed that he was making her cry. The worst of it was I was turned on by that animalistic display!”



“Yes, well, you’re turned on by my Aunty Bellatrix,” Tonks said. “Its part of who you are, Ream. You’re bound to be attracted to that sort of thing. You’re a Werewolf.”



Remus nodded glumly. He looked at Dora. “Sorry, but I really need to -!”



Tonks shook her head. “I can’t.”



Remus sighed and looked at his appearance. “Oh well, a cold shower will suffice.”



“Oh, why didn’t you stop it if you were that disgusted?” Tonks asked.



“I watched with sick fascination,” he answered. “I couldn’t stop it no matter how hard I tried.”



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Fenrir had stopped mating with her and he got up. She sat up to; she felt hurt and humiliated. He looked down on her.



“Get used to it, Hermione,” he said. He looked around and sniffed the air. REMUS! He knew all his cubs by their scent. He couldn’t stay here. He had to go somewhere else. He picked her up by the hand and he dragged her to the cave. Once at the entrance he picked up their clothes and walked up to her. He dumped the clothes in her arms. And wrapped her in his. Hermione had kept quiet, thank goodness.



He apparated them somewhere that she had never seen before; they were standing outside a pair of black wrought iron gates. It looks like something out of Sherlock Holmes or Edgar Allan Poe, Hermione thought.



The gates swung open and he dragged her to the front door and opened the door. He flung her inside and closed the door. He panted and looked at her.



“Looks like this’ll be home for a while,” he said. “This, my dear, is the Greyback family seat.”



Hermione looked around and gaped. This was hell to put it mildly. She thought Grimmauld Place was abysmal. But this place was really dark.



“Really?” Hermione said.



“Yes, this is where you are Mistress of all you survey!”



Hermione offered a weak smile. She nodded and she looked around. Horrible, this is what it is. Horrible. Snape where are you?



A/N - Wow. Severus and Ginny, never thought I'd write that sort of scene between the two of them. I thought Harry took it rather well don't you? Or did he? What will Fenrir do now that he's 'home?' stay tuned, for another exciting episode of Hungry Like The Wolf!