The Girl Amongst The Wolves

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!

The Girl Amongst The Wolves

Chapter 6

It was the morning of the full moon and Hermione awoke with a new-found energy. Fenrir was cuddled up to her as usual and he was breathing slowly and heavily against her ear, tickling it whenever he exhaled. She lay there for a while until she sighed and gently climbed out of bed. She pulled on one of Fenrir’s shirts and opened the door a little, watching the few awake members of the Pack clearing up after the party. She stepped out and gently closed the door, desperate not to wake Fenrir after his late night. She looked at the hut next to her and Fenrir and saw that Cami and Lauren were coming out of it. They saw her as she waved ‘good morning’.

“Hey, Hermione.” Lauren said, escaping her mother’s grip and running over to her friend.

“Morning, Lauren. Where you going?”

Lauren grumbled, “Bath.”

“Hermione, are you going to join us? We’ll save water.” Cami offered, taking her daughter’s hand and offering her other. Hermione seemed hesitant. “I’m sure Fenrir won’t mind you getting cleaned up.” Hermione smiled and took the woman’s soft pale hand, allowing herself to be led off the bath hut.

!”!

“Tonight, you just have to remember not to fight the transformation.” Lauren instructed as she and Hermione sat in the bathtub while Cami unfolded and smoothed out fresh clothes for them.

“Will it hurt?”

“Only because it’s your first moon and you’ll be scared.” Lauren said, washing her arms with a lathered up cloth.

“Just remember, Hermione; we’re all here for you.” Cami said gently, stroking the girl’s wet washed hair.

Out of nowhere, the door burst open and Fenrir stood in the doorway, his black hair still ruffled from sleep. He growled when he saw Hermione in the bath and wore a relieved yet angry look.

“How many times have I told you not to wander off before I wake up?” He shouted at Hermione, ignoring Lauren, who curled into a tight ball to protect her modesty.

“No, it wasn’t like that! I was just-”

“It’s my fault, Alpha.” Cami interrupted her, saving her from her own bumbling. “I was taking Lauren for a bath and Hermione was awake so I thought that we could save some water and they could share a bath. I didn’t know she wasn’t allowed to be out of your sight.” She said, carefully playing her cards right to attempt to make Fenrir feel he was at fault. He felt so a little but hid it well, though Cami saw through it. “I won’t do so in future, Alpha, forgive me.” She bowed her head.

“Forgiven, Cami. From now on, just tell me where you’ll be.” He said to Hermione, who nodded. He nodded as well and left the room, closing the door more gently than he had opened it.

!”!

“Mrs Granger. Mr Granger.” The police officers whom were handling Hermione’s case greeted. All four adults shook hands and then they moved into the living room.

“How are you gentlemen?” Jane asked quietly as she sat down in the armchair. The disappearance of her daughter had horribly taken its toll on her, making her sickly thin and pale and gaunt looking.

They seemed awkward. “We’re fine, thank you, ma’am. We’re here to talk to you about your daughter.” Jane immediately gripped Graham’s hand tightly. “Well, it’s been an awful time. With four possible sightings, and then all of them falling through...”

“This isn’t good news.” Jane stated, tears unshed in her eyes.

“No, ma’am, it isn’t.” The woman said sadly.

“It’s...It’s been over three years since you reported Hermione missing. Is that correct?”

Jane nodded dumbly.

“Well...It’s been over three years and...Mrs Granger, we did everything we could.” Jane suddenly burst into tears, Graham hugging her tightly. “We did everything we could, instigating nation wide searches, even alerting foreign countries to look out for Hermione. But...It’s been three years and...Well, Hermione’s...Hermione’s been declared dead.”

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Hermione was thirteen. She was elated. Lauren was happy for her. The Pack was also happy that their future Alpha Female was at least pubescent. And Fenrir was in agony. His wolf side recognised that his mate was pubescent and felt the strong urge to push her onto the floor and mount her. Especially when he saw her undressing at night. His human side knew he was being a pervert and even possibly be classed as a paedophile but his wolf side was drooling at the sight of his mate’s young hips and newly grown breasts. When she started to climb into his bed, he had to force his wolf side down and gently pick her up and plant her down on the floor next to the bed.

“You’re too big now, Hermione.” He said simply, shaking his head.

“What? Really?” She tried to sound excited but it came out slightly disappointed. “I get my own bed?”

“Yes, you do.” He pointed to the other bed in the room that was immaculately clean, despite never have been used. “That’s yours now.”

She giggled excitedly and climbed into the cold bed. She stopped giggling. “It’s cold.” She said glumly.

Fenrir desperately wanted to climb into the bed with her but managed to stop himself. ‘Maybe I could take Cami up on her offer.’ He thought to himself.

- Flashback -

“Alpha?” Cami asked timidly.

“What is it, Cami?”

“Alpha, Hermione has...” And he knew what she meant. For a few days, she’d smelt different; riper.

“She’s entered puberty?”

“Yes, Alpha.” Fenrir hummed thoughtfully, rubbing his stubbly chin. “Alpha?” He raised his head. “Maybe, Hermione could...Maybe sleep in my hut for a few days? Until you get used to her new...Condition.”

“Thank you, Cami, but that won’t be necessary.”

She looked doubtful but held her tongue. “Yes, Alpha.”

- End Flashback -

“It’ll warm up.” He said simply, dousing the lights in the hut. His ears tingled as his sense of sound heightened and he heard Hermione shuffle and fidget under the blankets, finally managing to get comfortable after a few minutes. He knew he’d miss her shuffling.

“Goodnight, Fenrir.” She mumbled, obviously facing the other way and curled up in her usual ball.

He waited until her breathing steadied and slowed. Then he whispered, “Goodnight, mate.”