Cursed Wolf II

Chapter 6 Fair and Foul in Love


Hermione looked at Harry. He had something in his eyes and on his face like he knew what it was like to lost someone.
“Well, I don’t want to take up all your time. You’ve got a game to get to.”

“Why don’t you come with me? I’ve got no one to go with and it will be more fun.” Hermione suggested.

“All right, I just need to get this newspaper copied and then put them in my office.” Harry said.

“Oh we can get that done near the exit. They have copy machine near the bathrooms.” Hermione said.

It only took a minute to copy the few stories of the Hammonds death and the death certificates. Harry packed up his things and put on his coat that was very puffy when he was putting it on but looked normal once on him. Hermione walked him over to his office and waited for him outside. A minute later he came out and they walked over to the field.

The game had started and Cedric was out on the field. Hermione waved to him from the sidelines, Cedric waved back. Many of his female fans shouted out to him. Cho glared back at Hermione with hatred.

“Who’s the girl giving you the evil eye?” Harry asked.

“Cho. She would love to get her claws into Cedric. She hates me,” Hermione told Harry.

Hermione and Harry watched the game talking how the guys were playing so rough and that they kept getting hit in the head and in the gut, but thank goodness players wear helmets.

The game stopped for a moment because one player got hurt. Cedric came over to the side grabbing a drink and signaling to Hermione to join him.

“I’m going to talk to Cedric for minute” Hermione said.

“I’m going to get a drink,” Harry told her.

She made her way toward him. He took off his helmet and gulped down some sports drink.

“Are you thirsty? Do you want some?”

“No thanks.”

“When did you get here?”

“Oh a little while ago,”

“Did you see get they guy? God I slam him down.”

“Yeah you took him out of the game,” Hermione said.

“How did you manage to have the professor tag along with you, lose a bet?” Cedric asked.

“No I asked him. What do you want me to do hang out with all your little groupies? They’d tear my hair out given half a chance.” Hermione said looking at the group of girls but not seeing Cho there.

Cedric laughed and looked at Harry, who was watching them, Cedric put his fingers under Hermione’s chin, raising her face to his, kissing her on the lips softly at first and then turning a bit more passionate.

Hermione pulled away feeling a coolness and perhaps anger in the kiss. She looked at Cedric, he was looking at the crowd. She glanced to see where her boyfriend was looking and saw Cedric in a dead stare with Harry.

“Cedric what’s wrong with you? Why are you looking at Harry that way?”

“Harry is it? He’s our teacher. I don’t like the way he looks at you. He’s looks at you in weird way.”

“Cedric he does not? Your imagining things, he’s really sweet.” Hermione said.

“And your not helping, you hang on every word he says, you’re like his pet.” Cedric spat out.

“Just because I can talk to him and have a discussion about the supernatural doesn’t make me his pet. If you open up a book, newspaper or just look around you once in a while maybe we’d have something to talk about too.” Hermione argued.

She went to turn away but Cedric stopped her,

“Sorry! Sorry you spend more time with him then me, that’s all. Stay after the game we’ll have some alone time together.”

“Alright.” Hermione agreed.

She went back to where Harry was, who had a curious look on his face.

“You alright?” He asked.

“Yeah just a little disagreement, but it’s fine now,” Hermione assure him.

“He didn’t look too happy from where I was standing.” Harry commented.

“Cedric wants to spend more time with me, that’s all.” Hermione admitted, smiling.

“Then he should spend less time with his mates and his girl fans.” Harry said with a disapproving tone in his voice.

“Why are you mad?” Hermione asked.

“He expects you to do all the work in your relationship. You go to his games and practices and you have to share your time his mates and groupies, plus you help him with his homework. You put him first and where are you in his priorities?” Harry looked at Cedric, “He looks like he comes from money and it’s not issue for him, but your trying to have a job at the paper to pay your bills. And he complains your not spending time with him.”
“Well he thinks I spend too much time with you,” she said blushing.

“And what do you think?” Harry asked.

“I don’t think so. I mean we talk about school stuff, you keep my brain going, keep me on my toes,” Hermione explained.

“Well I have a favor to ask of you… for the next class I need help getting some things to class from my office. We are doing a tea leaf reading and we might as well drink some tea and then read them. I have to bring 20 tea cups, the tea, the water and something to boil it in.”

“Yeah of course I’ll help.” Hermione answered.

“Thanks I knew I could count on you,” Harry said.

From time to time Harry would just smile at Hermione as the game went on. Hermione smiled back and finally asked,

“Why are you smiling like that?”

“It’s good to have a friend here. All of my friends and people I know are back home.” Harry commented putting his hand on her shoulder.
She smiled, nodded and putting her hand on his, “Yeah it is good.”

Just then Hermione turned to watch the game as three players ran into the crowd Cedric leading them, bulldozing Hermione and Harry on to the ground. Hermione heard Cedric voice,

“Keep your hands off my girl,” as she sat up.

“Get off me,” Harry said angrily.

Hermione saw Cedric on top of Harry his Lacrosse stick on Harry’s chest sliding it to his throat choking Harry for a long moment

“Never be yours.” Harry murmured trying to push the stick off his Adam’s apple.

“Get off of him, Cedric!” Hermione shouted as she got to her feet pulling Cedric off of Harry. He got up and ran back to the game.

Harry got up, his coat was covered in mud and assorted other garbage.

“Harry I’m so sorry. I don’t understand why he acted that way.” Hermione said.

“Ehh, mud,” he murmured, “Be careful of him Hermione, he going to hurt you,” Harry said in a worried tone, shaking his coat, “I’m going home. Enjoy the rest of the game.” Hermione stood there brewing until the end of the game.

Cedric came out of the locker room with a big smile on face.

“Why did you do that?” Hermione asked.

“Because he was just about on top of you.” Cedric said.

“He wasn’t on top of me he had his hand on my shoulder saying he was glad we were friends.” Hermione explained.

“Sorry, I misinterpreted his actions,” Cedric said looking a little confused, putting his arm around her shoulders. “Let’s go to the party, everyone is celebrating at the pub. Man we pounded those guys.”

Hermione went to the pub with Cedric. Without realizing it she talked about their teacher most of the night.

Cho agreed with Hermione, “The professor is sweet he saw me shivering at the game today and got me a hot drink.”

Hermione felt a pain in her heart going through her body.

That was enough for Cedric who had had too much to drink said,

“Hermione let’s go back to my place. Let me shag you for once. We can turn off all the lights and call out Professor Potter and I’ll call out Cho.”

Hermione looked at him shocked. Cedric looked guilty and angry.
“Have you been with her?” Hermione asked.

Cedric looked away gulping down the rest of his beer,

“Yeah,” he looked back at Hermione and nodded looking guilty, then in a frustrated voice he hissed, “I didn’t have to wait to shag her.”

Just then Cho walked up to Cedric handing him a fresh mug of beer.

“Then you should be asking her and not me since she your girlfriend now,” Hermione commented. She looked at Cho, “He’s all yours.”
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Hermione walked home in a rage.

‘Men, all they want is sex. What was she expecting? Cedric to sweep her off her feet and to charm her, saying things he actually meant. Was she waiting for a fairytale romance? No. They don’t exist anyway. Maybe if she had shagged Cedric maybe he wouldn’t be with Cho now and she wouldn’t feel so alone. No, they would have ended this way anyhow. The way he looked at Cho. It happened again, a boyfriend cheated on her. Well at least this time she didn’t sleep with him. She didn’t feel as foolish as she did last time or the time before that. Hermione Granger so book smart but yet so naive about relationships, till now. I won’t go to bed with anyone until I know I love them and they love me,’ she thought to herself, ‘If I’m important to them they’ll wait.’

Hermione got to her dorm and slammed the door. The echo of it thundered through the hall and room. Things in the dorm room started to shake and vibrate in the walls and shelves.

Hermione didn’t want to control her rage at that moment she needed to get it out. Glasses started to shatter, frames cracked and the radio changed channels. Hermione just let everything quake and wobble for a good minute or so. Then she raised her hand and it all stopped.

“WOW!” she heard from the floor next to couch.

“Kat! I didn’t see you there.”

“Fucking wow!” Kat said, “I thought you were different. That was great .. bit scary.”

“You can’t tell anyone,” Hermione warned her.

Kat laughed looking around the apartment before looking at Hermione in a strange way,

“Hermione look at what I watch and the stuff I have. Everyone thinks I’m a bit of freak.

Tell me, who would I tell? Who would believe ME?” She said in a doubted voice. Hermione smiled at her.

“So did you learn to use your power from someone, books or were you born with knowledge like Merrick?”

“I don’t know. I think some one taught me, but I can’t remember. It fades away when I try to think about it. I remember a boy in the woods and running and then nothing. ” Hermione replied.

“Do you think there are people out there looking for you because you’re a witch or enchantress?

“I hope not. I’m not good at controlling it these days. I nearly blew up a chemistry lab in my other school,” she laughed out. Hermione was quiet for a moment and then admitted, “Cedric and I broke up tonight, and no I’m not wanting to talk about it.”

“Well then you’re free for the Halloween Party tomorrow night? I got these great costumes we can go as old fashion bar maids. They’ll be lots of guys there,” Kat announced.

“I’m not sure..” Hermione started to say.

“Come on you need to get out and see what’s out there, forget about Cedric he’s cute. but...”

“But what?”

“He didn’t get you going. You talk about your teacher more than your boyfriend. That‘s sad.”

“I’m going to bed now, good night,” Hermione said feeling very tired at that moment. She went to bed feeling numb and empty but knew eventually it would fade away in few weeks with homework and classes keeping her busy.
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The next day Kat kept text-paging Hermione asking it she was alright about the break up and if she needed to find a good hex potion or spell to put on Cedric and that she was going to have all the boy’s attention at the Halloween party with the push-up boob enhancing barmaid costume.

Hermione was waiting outside of Harry office when Kat text paged her again. Hermione turned off her cell phone dropping it in to her bag as Harry greeted her.

“Are you alright Hermione?” Harry asked opening the office door.

“Yeah. Well Cedric and I broke up so I feel a little off but I’ll fine.” Hermione replied.

Hermione walked into his office and saw books upon books of Spells Potions, Charms and so much more, something in her felt lifted. He looked at her and smiled,

“You can come back tomorrow and take a few of them home with you. In fact I’d like to talk to you about them sometime soon, before the term is over.”

“Yeah that would be great.” Hermione replied her eyes looking at the mysterious titles and wondered what secrets they held inside their pages.

“Here,” Harry gave her a box of teacups. He had the box with the tea, the electric tea pot and jugs of water.

They made it to the classroom without dropping anything. Harry plugged in the electric teapot and Hermione set out the teacups on the table.

The class filed in one by one, all but Cedric. Hermione was rather relieved he didn’t show up for class.

Harry pour the tea into the cups and the students slipped most of the drink thinking of a question they wanted to ask, swirled the little tea around the trim of the cup. Everyone had their turn reading what they saw.

Hermione looked at Harry while drinking her tea she wondered ‘what will be in my future?’ All the students took their turns seeing and interpreting what they saw in their cups.

Most just laughed and took it more of a joke or just fun, including Harry leaning up against his desk helping to interpret, until it came to Hermione. Then he got up and walked over to her as she looked into her cup.
She looked into her cup “I see… it looks like a knife or dagger,” she paused, looking it up in the small book they were passing around,

“Knife means broken friendship, hidden enemy. Dagger means warning, danger from self or others, power.” She looked at her teacher who had a look of concern on his face.

Hermione spun the cup around and said,
“This looks like an owl. Owls mean gossip, scandal, aliens.” She looked at her teacher again this time his face was pink. She moved the cup again and saw a heart near the rim of the cup,

“I see a heart and that means pleasure, love, trust, compassion.” Hermione was a little afraid to look at the professor now feeling her face getting warm as she said the word pleasure and love.

Mike who was behind her said, “Maybe you’ll make up with Cedric.”

Hermione face went red then. ‘No she wouldn’t make up with Cedric he was the knife, broken friendship in the teacup.’

Hermione passed the book on to Mike who was having a great time seeing things in his cup. The class was more than half over when the door opened in the back of the classroom. Hermione was expecting to see Cedric coming in, but it wasn’t, just someone from the main office with a note for the teacher. Harry looked at it and then looked at Hermione a worried uneasy expression on his face, leaning over to her he said softly,

“Hermione, call your mother.”

Hermione grabbed her bag and turned on her cell phone. There were seven messages from her mother.

She had a dreadful felting in the pit of her stomach as she pushed the buttons on the phone. It rang twice and then Hermione heard her mother’s voice,

“Hello Hermione.. Thank god …it’s your father… he had an accident, we’re at the hospital now...” and then all she heard was her mother breathing and sobbing and said one thing clearly, “his legs...crushed.”

Hermione’s heart was pounding in her ears and she heard strange chimes all around her as she tried to hear what else her mother was saying.
Hermione manage to ask,

“Mom what hospital are you at?”

“St. Francis.” her mother said.
“Ok. Hang on mom I’ll be there as fast as I can.” Hermione said.

Hermione closed her cell phone and took a deep breath. She looked around and saw the class was gone and Harry was getting his coat watching her.
“What is it? What happen?” the professor asked.

“My dad’s in the hospital he had an accident. His legs got crushed.” Hermione said letting it sink in. She was shaking.

“What hospital is he in?” the teacher asked.

“St. Francis.” Hermione said.

Professor Potter went to his cabinet and took out a long stick and small bottle and put them in his coat.
“Come on. I’m taking you there,” the teacher said helping Hermione with her jacket.

A moment later they were on the street and a strange bus came out of nowhere. She heard Harry faintly say, ‘Come on get on it’s all right.’
She sat down in the strange motor vehicle thinking she was dreaming that this was all a bad nightmare.

She must have dozed off because after what seemed like only a few minutes the conductor called out St. Francis Hospital and they got off.

Hermione looked at the hospital building and then it really sunk in. She felt someone holding her trembling hand and there was Harry next to her.
They made their way to the emergency room. There, at the end the hallway was Mrs. Granger pacing back and forth.

“Mom,” Hermione shouted and she let go of Harry’s hand and ran crying to her mother feeling like a lost child, they embrace for a moment and then Hermione asked,

“Dad how is he?” Looking at her mother’s face.

Mrs. Granger shook her head and closed her eyes saying,

“They think his legs are crushed. He may loss them….” but then she looked at her daughter and something caught her mother’s eye behind Hermione and she stopped talking. A looked of surprise was on her face.

“Hello Mrs. Granger. How’s your husband doing?” Harry asked.

She looked at him nervously at first but with a definite expression of knowing him,

“His legs they maybe crushed. Dr. Rittur is looking at them and they’ll see if there is any way of saving them.”

“Which room is he in?” Harry asked urgently.

“Room 5.” Mrs. Granger answered.
Harry turned to Hermione giving her some money he said,

“Why don’t you get your mother and your self something to drink and eat? I’ll be right back.” turning Mrs. Granger lead him to the room.

A baffled Hermione stood there not knowing what to do, Harry her teacher was looking in on her father while she played waitress.

She went down to the cafeteria and got some tea for herself, her mother and Harry. When Hermione got back to the emergency room section she went down the hallway to room 5. Slowly she opened the door with her elbow holding on to the drinks.

“Of course not, my feelings will never change,” she heard Harry say bitterly. She looked up at Harry and her mother who look as if they were arguing. They both turned and looked at Hermione.

“What are you two arguing about and how do you know each?”

Her mother announced with a weird smile, “We met Harry … the day you moved into your dorm.”

“I’ll be right back; I have a call to make.” Harry said leaving the room. Hermione gave her mother her tea and asked,

“What was all that about? Where’s dad. How did it happen?”

“They are prepping him for surgery.” Her mother said.

Hermione saw the x-rays on the light up wall.. Thigh bones splintered his hip bone had a faded crack in it.

“Your father was putting groceries in the trunk of the car and other car backed in to him, pining him.

“These are dad’s x-rays?” and saw a skeleton display with a gauze hanging off of it, reminding her that kids were trick or treating and Halloween parties were going on.

“Yeah.”
“ I want to see him Mom.” Hermione said.

“Hermione I don’t think it’s a good idea, it doesn’t look good,” her mother said.

“Mom I just want to talk to him. I want to let him know I’m here.”

Just then Harry came in and took Mrs. Granger by the arm and said,

“Tell the doctors you need to have a religious ritual done before he goes into surgery. We need to buy us some time.”

“Why what’s going on?” Hermione asked feeling very left out of what was going on.

“I have friend who might be able to help you father.” Harry said.

Mrs. Granger talked to the doctors and they put off the surgery for three hours.

Hermione snuck down the hall and look in to the room, the doctors came out of. She looked in and there was her father lying down with I.V.s monitors, wires and tubes here and there. He looked pale and older. Hermione froze where she stood as her heart pounded.

“Dad?” She took a step towards him, “DAD!” She started walking up to him slowly not sure what to expect. What she could see frighten her, his legs were white in some places, others were black and blue.
She jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Harry walked in behind her.
“He sedated now he was in a lot of pain.”

A half hour later a woman who was dressed in a very old nursing uniform walked into the waiting room and up to Harry.

“Madame Pomfrey! Thank you for coming.” Harry said with relief giving her a hug.

“Well I’m not supposed to be here but I’ll make an exception in your case. Where’s the patient?” The nurse asked coarsely.

“He’s in this room.” Mrs. Granger said guiding her to the room down the hall.

“What’s going on Harry?” Hermione asked.

Harry put his hand to her cheek his eyes looked into hers.

“Do you trust me Hermione?”

“Yes.”

“Just stay here.” and he turned and followed the nurse and Hermione’s mother.

An hour went by and Hermione sat there feeling very confused. Maybe Harry studied medicine? Well if he did he never mentioned it.

Hermione mother kissed her daughter on the head, waking her up

“Someone would like to see you.”

Hermione ran down the hall and pushed opened the door. Her father was sitting up and talking. His color was a bit better and got better when he saw Hermione.

“I can’t believe it. You look so much better dad,” she said as she embraced him carefully.

“Well my work is done here.” said the nurse before she walked out of the room, Harry following her.

“When are you having surgery?” Hermione asked.

Hermione parents looked at each other and her mother said,

“The injuries weren’t as bad as they thought just a lot of bruising. Your father will be going home tomorrow.”

“But the x-rays?”
“Over exposes or something like that.” her mother said laughing nervously.

Harry came back in and said, “Well I’ve got to get back to school. Hermione maybe you should stay and be with you family.”

She nodded.
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Kat pulled up with her date that was driving in his pirate costume.

“How’s you’re dad?” Kat asked.

“He’s going home tomorrow.” Hermione said.

I heard your professor left with you in the middle of class.. told the rest of students to get some extra sleep tonight and they were going to talk about dreams tomorrow, told them to go up to the library and look up the most common dreams. He has to meet up with the board tomorrow morning. I think he’s going to get sacked.”

“Why?”

“He took a student off campus. A student he has been seen with at the cafeteria, the library and going into his apartment.”

Kat looked at her friend and admitted,

“You do talk about him a lot. Cedric didn’t like him, kept saying the professor was after you. Always watching you.” and then she whispered,

“Do you suppose he’s here to capture and kill you because of ..you know your powers?”

“I think you watch too much telly.” Hermione answered.

They got to the dorm room, Hermione went to her bedroom.
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Hermione didn’t sleep much that night and when she did she had dreams that she got up in the middle of the night and sensed someone was watching her. She looked out the window and saw nothing. Went to another window and saw someone, a man standing outside across the street looking up at her. She went to another window, again she saw someone looking up at her, all the time his face in shadows. It frightened her but strangely excited her too for unknown reasons. Another window, she looked through a thin opening in the drapes and there he was looking straight at her. Every window he was looking at her and coming closer. She was at the front door and she could hear footsteps on the porch and saw a shadow fall on the window next to the door. She was trembling as her hand made it to the doorknob all the time her mind screamed ‘RUN’. The doorknob was warm and she sensed his hand on the other end of it. The knob started to turn in her hand and the door opened.

The alarm clock made her jump out of bed as she was jolted out of her dream, Hermione’s heart was racing. She got dressed and grabbed a muffin from the small kitchenette.

Hermione went to the main office to see where the teacher’s board was. They told her that the board meeting was in the Main Lecture Hall and hadn’t started yet. Hermione ran over to the building. They were already in the room and Harry was speaking,

“If you saw the look on her face you would have seen she was given some terrible news. I couldn’t let a friend or a student of mine face something like that on her own.”

Hermione sat down in the second row so she could hear

“Doesn’t she have a boyfriend? or a friend.” one of the members asked.

“They broke up the night before and she sees me as a friend. I just couldn’t let her go to the hospital by herself. She needed some support with her.”

“And you were that support? Were you her support when you went out to dinner in the cafeteria? or went to a Lacross game with her? ” The board member asked.
“Yes. Excuse me but what happened to being just nice or helpful to another human being?” Harry asked. “We ate a meal together and we talk about class stuff and we went to HER boyfriend’s Lacross game,” Harry admitted.

“Alright that’s all the questions we have for you,” the man said.

Hermione looked at the members as they looked up at her,

“Yes miss how can we help you?”

“I’m Hermione Granger. I heard Professor Potter was in trouble because of me. I’d like to say he was a great help to me.”

She knew she could help is case if she was a little bit more emotional, so she turned on the tears not too much but enough so that they got the point of her distress.

“Imagine how frightening it is to get a call from your mother saying your Dad’s in the emergency room. You have no idea the pictures that go off in your head. If he was in car accident how mangled and broken he’d be, or heart attack or stroke and he be paralyzed. I didn’t know what to do, or how to get there, I couldn’t think. Thanks goodness for Professor Potter he saw the state I was in. He got me there and talked to my mother as well to calm us down.” Hermione said with tears rolling down her cheek and her nose started to run so she had to sniff and wiped her nose. And then she remembered and said out loud clasping her hands to her mouth for a moment,

“I’m awful. I never even thanked you for helping me,” she said truthfully her face turned red as he looked at her and smiled.

Hermione looked back at the members of the board.

“And now you’re going to sack him for being a wonderful caring person. I think it would be a disgrace to this school if you let him go.” Hermione said angrily.

The members looked at each other not knowing what to say,

“Alright hearing the testimony I say all finding not substantial for an investigation. Harry be careful not to upset any more boyfriends of your female students.”

“Yes sir.” Harry replied.

“Next.” the member said aloud.

Hermione got up and left the room with the crowd of people. She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see Harry,

“Thanks for coming to help me.”

“It’s the least I could do. And thank you for all your help last night.” Hermione said.

“No problem.” he said and there was a long pause where neither of them spoke.

“Well I’ve got to go to the classroom and get things for the lesson. See you there.”

All Hermione wanted to do was to get him alone and seduce her professor or better yet have him seduce her. She called her mother to see how her father was doing and got dropped in to voice mail. They were most likely at the hospital and had their phones off.

Hermione was in the library before her first class. She was reading a book in the quieter section of the library where the light was dim but the darkness made the dim light adequate to read by, it smelled of dusty old books. Her mind wondered in and out of what she was reading, she closed her eyes to daydream that she was there in the library.

A figure came up to her as she was putting back some books on the shelves. The figure was behind her waiting patiently for her to put back the books and then when it hit it’s spot on the shelf the figure leaned up against her. She turned around to see who it was and what they wanted but she really didn’t even have to look at him she could smell his warm scent.
Hermione saw round glasses on his face and green eyes behind them,
“Oh Harry what can I do for you?” she asked. His face slowly leaned close to hers his hands went to her shoulders. Without a word his mouth engulfed hers in a long wet kiss.

Hermione felt herself up against the wall her arms went around his neck and Harry’s hand were undoing her top and her skirt as he kissed her neck, her underpants were soon gone. He undid his trousers and he slid himself inside of her gently. He’s trusts were long and steady. He never said a word just softly moaned. Hermione felt herself squeeze her legs together tightly and clench her body wanting more as she pulled him closer to her. She felt him build up as she did. He took her hands from around his neck and held them up against the wall and plunged into her again and again harder and deeper until she came with a muffled cry.

Hermione opened her eyes to her reality. She was alone in the library her book on the floor, her arms wrapped around her legs so tight. When she released her embrace of her own legs and got up she felt her wet knickers. Hermione felt a little dizzy as she stood up. She looked at her watch, she had missed first class.