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A/N- In this story Werewolves are like Remus is in the movie, he's still dangerous, but slim and kinda sickly looking.
Aaaa- Mind speak
"Hermione, Run!" Harry yelled as he saw Professor Lupin running toward them.
Harry, being more fit than Hermione began to pull away from his friend. He looked over his shoulder to see Lupin gaining, there was no way they would outrun the werewolf, in a manner of moments, Lupin would overtake and attack them. The best case scenario would be for them to survive and be turned into werewolves, just as Lupin was. The odds of that weren't great however.
It was then that Harry came to a decision. He couldn't let Lupin get Hermione. She was his best friend, and the girl he had fallen in love with, not that he'd admitted it. But he would rather die than see her harmed. He stopped and spun around, allowing Hermione to pass him, and she spun to a stop ahead of him.
"Harry! What are you doing? Come on!"
Harry shook his head. "Go Hermione," He said softly.
The muggle-born witch quickly realized what he was doing, but to late, as Lupin was upon them. "HARRY!"
'AAHHHH!" Harry screamed and Lupin's claws tore into him. He punched the werewolf, attempting to fight it off, only for it to tear into his shoulder with it's teeth. "GO!" Harry yelled through the pain. "HERMIONE! GO!"
Hermione watched helpless as the normally kindhearted Professor Lupin tore into Harry with tooth and claw. Unwilling to abandon her best friend, and the boy she'd had a crush on since first year when he saved her from the troll, she pointed her wand at the enraged werewolf and cast the first spell that came to mind, the stinging hex.
Lupin whined in pain as he turned to face her, as if realizing for the first time she was present.
But Hermione didn't pay any attention to him as he stalked towards her. The only thing she could see was the bloody, unmoving body of her best friend. Only Lupin's snarl as he lunged at her drew her attention back to him.
Hermione felt Lupin's fangs tear into he arm as she raised it out of reflex to defend herself.
She was sure she was going to die with Harry, out here in the Forbidden Forest. And Sirius would die as well because they would be unable to rescue him. She had never gotten the chance to tell harry how she felt about him. She wondered if her parents would be told what happened to her. How Lupin would handle being responsible for two students deaths once he regained his mind when the full moon set. These thoughts passed through her head before she hit the ground, in a matter of seconds.
Before the werewolf could do any more damage to her, the cavalry arrived in the form of Buckbeak, the hippogriff. The winged creature knocked Lupin off of her, and chased him away.
Hermione knew it was to late, she had been bitten, infected. She was a werewolf now. And Harry...She quickly picked herself off the ground and ran towards Harry, disregarding her own wound as she fell beside his bloody body. Gashes covered his body, and it appeared as if chunks of flesh were missing. To her surprise, he was still breathing. But he was loosing blood fast, too fast. She knew he wouldn't survive long enough to get to the Hospital wing.
Harry knew it as well.
"Mione?" he rasped.
Hermione clutched his hand with hers as she felt tears rolling down her cheek. "I'm here Harry. Everything will be alright," she sobbed.
Harry smiled weakly. "Your a...terrible liar Mione."
"Don't you dare die on me Harry Potter!" she demanded.
"I'm sorry Mione," he paused as he coughed blood. "I'm sorry. I never told you how much...you mean to me."
Tears were flowing freely down her cheeks as she sobbed. "You can't die Harry. You're the boy-who-lived. Live again, please!" she begged.
"Nothing...nothing I can do." he coughed up more blood. "Mione, I...I love you. I wish...I wish I told you sooner." He smiled weakly again.
Hermione closed her eyes. She'd dreamed of Harry saying those words since first year, now she'd give them up in a heartbeat if meant he could live. She leaned down until her face was hovering above his. "I love you too Harry, ever since you saved me from the troll."
Harry chuckled. "Ron was there too," he pointed out.
"But he was the reason I was there." She disregarded Harry's blood, knowing that this would be the only time she ever kissed him.
As their lips meet, a silvery light flared in their vision.
As the late faded, they found themselves both standing, still embraced, and uninjured. Neither realized they were no longer in the forest.
"Harry!" Hermione cried ecstatically as she hugged him, realizing he was no longer dying. She continued to cry as he held her. "I thought I lost you."
Harry smiled as he held the brown-haired witch. Tears began to fall from his eyes as he realized that he was no longer dying. "It's alright Hermione, I'm here."
"You meant what you said earlier, didn't you?" Hermione asked.
"About loving you? With all my heart," Harry assured her.
"Would you two be willing to part for a few moments," an amused female voice asked.
"Please, I'm getting nauseous," a second, still female voice asked.
The two teens turned to face the speakers, to find themselves face to face with a giant white wolf, and a beautiful blond woman, and realized for the first time they stood in an endless green pasture.
Harry instinctively put himself in front of Hermione. "Who are you? Why are we here?" He asked.
The wolf rolled it's eyes. "We brought you here idiot," she said sarcastically.
"Luna," the blond reprimanded. "Be nice. They've been through a lot the past few hours." She looked at the two teens. "We have many names, but you may call us Maria and Luna respectively. The wolf is Luna."
"It's nice to meet you," Hermione greeted them. "But why are we here?"
"Two reasons," Luna said. "The first is that you were both bitten by a werewolf, and have yet to change. The second is that you kissed."
Maria rubbed her forehead at Harry and Hermione's confused expressions. "It's not the kiss Luna," she sighed. She looked at the two teens. "You two are soul mates, the kiss began the bond. That in turn allowed me to contact you."
"Why would you contact us?" Harry asked.
Before Maria could answer, Hermione gasped. "Your Aphrodite, aren't you?"
Maria smiled. "That was my name, long ago, as was Venus, Branwen, Freya, and many others. By any name, I am the goddess of love, beauty, sex, marriage, and fertility."
"You're a goddess too?" Harry asked looking at the giant wolf.
Luna nodded. "Luna, Diana, Morrigan, Fenrir..."
"But Fenrir's a male!" Hermione protested.
Luna chuckled. "Tell that to the mortals. I am the goddess of war, beast, the hunt, revenge, and the moon. You may also now me as Ares. Mortals didn't seem to like their deity's of war to be women for some reason," she said with mirth. "It was I who cursed the first werewolf."
Both Harry and Hermione tensed. "What do you want with us?" Hermione asked.
"I bonded the two of you as soul mates, long before you two even met." She crossed her arms. "And if everything went as planned, you two would have been the best of friends growing up, and into your Hogwarts years. But, as usual, our fellow gods and goddesses can't not interfere."
"What went wrong?" Harry asked.
Luna snorted. "Aphrodite here pissed of Fate."
"I'm almost afraid to ask," Hermione began, "but how?"
Maria glared at Luna before sighing. "Let's just say that fate is real fucking clingy, and leave it at that. Fate sent a seer a prophecy, in front of one of the most powerful and respected men alive, your headmaster."
"WHAT?" Hermione yelled. "Don't tell me it was..."
"Sibyl Trelawney," Maria finished. "Long story short, Harry here has to either kill Voldemort or be killed by him. It's why Harry was targeted, and why my plans were derailed. For the whole story, I suggest you ask Dumbledore, that's not why you're here."
"Where are we anyways?" Harry asked.
Luna sighed. "The world between worlds. But anyways, the reason you two are here is because Maria asked me for a favor I owed."
Maria nodded. "The prophecy fate sent mentioned 'a power the Dark Lord knows not'. Since Fate failed to specify what it was, we're going to give it to you."
"I have modified the curse I cast on the first werewolf," Luna explained. "That, combined with Maria's own power, is to turn you into something else, something far superior to them. Together we are going to create a new species, and you two will be the first."
"What will we be?" Hermione asked.
"Lycans," Luna said happily. "Like werewolves, you will change into a humanoid-type wolf, be natural occlumens, anyone you bite will become a lycan, and you will be forced to change on the full moon. Unlike them, you will be able to change at will, except on the nights of the full moon. You will also be stronger, faster, keep your heightened senses when human, and generally in control of your mind when change forms."
"Generally?" Harry and Hermione chorused.
"When the full moon shines, your instincts, which will already be more forceful, will rule. That's one reason Maria is here." The wolf looked over at the blond goddess.
"To help suppress your hunting instincts on the full moon, I am going to use my influence to increase your lust. But you should still attempt to stay away from others during those nights. The hunting instinct is still there, just suppressed. It is very likely that you could kill someone if you feel that they are a threat, or in between yourself and your mate. And don't even try using the wolfsbane potion, it won't have any effect on you."
Hermione and Harry blushed beet red.
"You mean that me and Harry will..err.."
"Fuck like mad?" Luna offered bluntly, causing the teens to blush even more.
Hermione nodded sheepishly.
"Yes," Luna affirmed, just as bluntly.
"Not that I wouldn't want to...um...sleep with Mione, but um...aren't we a bit young? And...isn't it a bit fast? We've only just admitted that we love each other," Harry pointed out.
"You can kill or fuck Kid," Luna said.
"LUNA!" Maria yelled. She turned to face the two of them. "As much as I hate to say it, she is right." The blond turned and glared at the wolf, "Though she could have said it much more gently." She turned back to the teens. "It's why I'm also giving the two of you a mind-link. It's not much, but I hope it will...ease the fact that on the next full moon, you will change and, as Luna said, fuck like mad. Other things you should be aware of is that, you will have physically changed after your first transformation. Your human bodies will be stronger, more resistant to damage. I would also advise that you," she pointed at Hermione, "get shorter haircut that you like. I suggest nothing longer than your shoulders. Also, since I doubt either of you want children so young, you, and any females bitten or born, will have the choice to ovulate."
Hermione's eyes widened. "Does that mean no more period?"
Maria nodded. "And you cannot ovulate on the full moon, that way you are in your mind when you do."
"Bye-bye now," Luna said.
Before Harry or Hermione could ask any more questions, they found themselves on the ground of the Forbidden Forest. The wounds they had received from Professor Lupin were gone, while the others they had sustained earlier were still present.
Hermione opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by sight of dementors flying overhead, towards the lake, she looked at Harry. "We'll talk about this later."
Harry nodded. "Agreed, come on, we've still got to save Sirius."
Later, Hogwarts Hospital Wing.
Harry and Hermione had just finished explaining to Ron what they had done to save Sirius, minus being bitten by Lupin and speaking with Luna and Maria, when an owl flew in and landed in front of them. Hermione took the letter and her eyes widened when she read the address. She quickly handed it to Harry.
Lord and Lady Potter
Hogwarts Hospital Wing
He turned the letter over to look at the seal, and recognized it as the symbol of Gringotts bank. He quickly put the letter in his pocket.
"Who's it from?" Ron asked.
"Gringotts," Harry said nervously. "I'll open later in the common room."
The red-head frowned. "That's odd," he looked over at Hermione. "Gringotts owls normally refuse to let anyone other than the addressee take anything they sent. Must be a poorly trained owl."
"Maybe it's new," Hermione offered nervously. "We should probably go," she said. "Let you get some rest."
Ron nodded. "Save me a seat at breakfast, Pomfrey said I'd be out in time to go to the great hall."
"No problem Ron," Harry assured. "We'll see you in the morning."
"See you later and get some rest," Hermione said as she and Harry began to leave the infirmary.
As soon as they were out of sight of the hospital wing, Harry pulled out the letter and opened it, Hermione read the letter along with him.
Dear Lord Harry and Lady Hermione,
Gringotts wishes to congratulate you on your marriage.
Due to your marriage, the two of you are now legally emancipated, and have access to the Potter family vault. It is in your best interest to come to Gringotts at your earliest convenience to go over issues that would normally have been covered by the late Lord James and Lady Lily, but have fallen to Gringotts in light of their untimely deaths. Should you wish, you may bring one adviser for each of you, as you are both newly emancipated and inexperienced.
May your gold flow freely,
Manager, Potter Accounts.
"Married," Hermione whispered in awe before looking up at Harry. She smiled impishly. "I notice you're not complaining."
A sheepish look crossed Harry's face and scratched the back of his neck. "It's actually kind of a relief. After what we were told about the full moon..."
Hermione blushed and looked down. "I see your point," she said quietly. "And we still need to discuss this, and us."
"Agreed," Harry nodded. "But not tonight. It's been...long. And I think it would be best if we took the time to think and process everything, and get some rest, before talking about any of this."
Hermione smiled. "Did you just make logical argument?"
He shrugged. "You had to rub off on me sometime."
She reached up and pecked his cheek with a kiss. "Good to know I've had some influence. Come on, let's go to bed."
Hermione groaned as she rolled out of bed the next morning. She had stayed up thinking about everything that happened, before drifting into an uneasy slumber.
She was only fourteen and she was married to her best friend, she didn't mind that last part, but married! Added to the fact was that she was most likely going to end up having sex with him at least once a month and that she'd change into some type of super-werewolf, and it was a lot to take in. What would her parents say?
Her eyes widened. She and Harry couldn't be separated on the nights of the full moon, not unless they wanted to hunt and kill.
Opening her book bag, Hermione pulled out a quill, ink, and sheet of parchment. Thinking for a moment, she began to write a letter home.
Dear Mum and Dad,
Some things have happened that I cannot explain in a letter. I both do not wish to, and am still processing much of it myself. I promise that when I arrive home, I will explain it all to the best of my ability. But these things prompt me to ask two favors that, once explained, are more like necessities. The first is that my friend Harry (the boy that I keep writing to you about) is allowed to come home and stay the summer. The second is that both he and I need to stop at Gringotts Bank in Diagon Alley. I assure you that both of these things are of vital importance, and that I will explain everything I can when I see you.
I'm sorry that I can't tell you in this letter. But as I said, I am still figuring out a lot of things as well.
Hermione re-read the letter several times. Satisfied that it was the best she could come-up with, she made her way down to the common room to find Harry waiting for her.
He smiled sheepishly. "Morning Mione," he greeted tiredly.
She smiled at him. "I take it you didn't get much sleep either last night."
He looked down. "I realized that I can't go back to the Dursleys, and I don't know what to do."
Hermione smiled and held up the letter to her parents. "I've already thought of that actually. And I hoped, if it was okay with my parents, that you would be willing to stay with me this summer."
Harry looked up and raised an eyebrow. "Are you telling them we're married?"
It was Hermione's turn to look sheepish. "Actually, I told them that a lot has happened, and that I'd explain more when I got home. So can I borrow Hedwig?"
He snorted. "Doesn't being married mean whats mine is yours?"
She hit him lightly on the arm. "I was trying to be nice."
Harry chuckled. "Go ahead. Do you want to send it before or after breakfast."
"Before, the sooner I send it, the sooner we get a reply."
Harry offered his arm. "May I escort you up the owlry?" he asked smiling.
"Gladly," Hermione said looping her arm through his.
They walked in silence for a while, before Harry spoke. "Hermione, there's something I wanted to talk to you about."
"I'm listening," she assured him.
"It...err...has to do with what we'll do at the full moon."
Hermione felt her cheeks heat up from blushing. "What about?" she asked quietly.
"Umm...I love you Hermione and while I admit that I wouldn't mind...er...doing that activity with you, I don't want our first..err...time to be well, that."
"What are you saying Harry?"
"Oh Merlin," Harry muttered. "I know we're young, but I'd rather actually...you know, before the full moon." He sighed. "I'm coming off as a pervert, aren't I?"
Hermione chuckled. "Actually know. I get what your saying. You want our first time to be special, don't you?"
Harry nodded his head. "Yes, you deserve more than, as Luna put it, fucking like mad."
"It's sweet Harry, but I don't know if we can. Not that I don't want to as well, but I just don't know. I think we should just let it happen, get lost in the moment if we have one, you know?"
Harry nodded. "I know. I just wanted you to know how I felt."
"And I appreciate, if we're married, we have to be able to rely on one another. Speaking of which, do you remember Maria saying that we would have a mind link?"
"She said it would, ease us into, well next month. And I think we need to try and test it out."
"What do you mean?"
Harry almost stumbled when he heard Hermione's voice in his head, "It mean's we need to practice and get used to it."
"Think the words Harry."
"This is...," Hermione did stumble when she heard Harry in her head, pulling Harry down to the floor with her.
"...going to take some getting used to," Harry finished aloud. "Ow."
"I'm so sorry Harry," Hermione apologized as they stood up. "I didn't mean to..."
Harry held up his hand. "It's alright Mione, I almost did the same thing." He looped his arm back around Hermione's. "Come on, let's send that letter."
As they continued walking, the came passed the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. They were surprised to find the door open, and Professor Lupin, once again the kind human man, Called to them, "Harry, Hermione come here for a moment!"
"Morning professor," Harry greeted as he and Hermione walked into the room.
Lupin looked up and smiled at them. "Morning Harry, Hermione." He turned away to grab a stack of books to pack. "I saw you coming," he gestured to the open Marauders Map on his desk. "And you can call me Remus, seeing as I'm no longer your professor."
Hermione gasped. "Professor Dumbledore didn't fire you did he?"
Remus smiled and shook his head. "No. I resigned, I could have killed or, worse, bitten you last night. Plus Severus let slip my condition this morning. Soon the owls will begin flying in. I'm just saving him the trouble of firing me."
Harry opened his mouth to say that he did, but Hermione elbowed him. "Don't tell him Harry, it would only make him feel bad."
"You're right. I don't know why I even considered it."
"The headmaster told me what you two did last night. It was very brave of you." He smiled. "And a prank worthy of the Marauders. But, since I'm no longer your teacher..." Remus tapped his wand to the map. "Mischief managed." As the writing of the map faded, Remus handed it to Harry. "...I no longer feel guilty giving it back to you." Remus smiled and looked at Hermione. "You're just like James Harry."
"How?" Harry asked smiling.
"He fell in love with the brightest witch of his age as well."
He smiled as he put his arm around a blushing Hermione.
"Thanks for the compliment Professor," Hermione said.
"Remus, Remember, I'm not your professor anymore." The werewolf looked up at his clock. "I better finish packing. And you two better get going so you can have some breakfast."
At dinner, Hermione received a reply back fro her parents.
You owe me and your father an explanation after that letter young lady, a real good one. And as long as his guardians don't mind, we have no problems letting your friend stay over this summer. And we would be more than willing to stop at Diagon Alley on our way home from Kings Cross. We'll see you the day after tomorrow.
Harry immediately sent a letter to the Dursleys, already knowing what their answer would be.
As predicted, he got a letter the next day telling him that they didn't want to see him at all that summer, or ever if he could manage it.
Just so you understand, Werewolves and Lycans are going to be different species. Though they will share some similarities. Lycans will be the stronger of the two. Also, Harry and Hermione will not change at will until after their first transformation.
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