Dark Side (Harry Potter Fanfiction)

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"You're not serious? We do not have time for that!" Remus shot at them, standing up from his chair while he crossed his arms over his chest. Scabior rolled his eyes. 

"I think it makes perfect sense! We do this, she figures out who she wants to be with. As soon as Hermione choose her mate, then we can finally stop with being at each other's throat." Scabior claimed to them. 

"I have to agree with Scabior on this one. It do her more harm than good if we wait for her to decide on her own." Fenrir agreed with Scabior, causing him to smile and act like he was flattered by Fenrir's words. 

"I'm sorry a what?" Molly asked them as Hermione and herself staring in confusion at what was going on. 

"A Rut is a ritual werewolves have between a woman and other suitors that want the same one. What happens is for a certain number of days, which depends on how many suitors there are,  they will mate with the woman. At the end of those days, the woman will figure out which one is her rightful mate. The days being close to the full moon because it allows the wolf side to figure it out. Since the wolves know better who is fit to be their mate or not." Scabior explained to them. Molly narrowed her eyes. 

"So basically it is a sex ritual?" Molly asked, a bit disgusted. Scabior shrugged his shoulders. 

"Hey! Whatever works, right?" Scabior shot at her with his usual smirk. Molly rolled her eyes before moving back to her stove so she could continued working. Remus shook his head. 

"We are not doing that!" Remus spat at them. Scabior chuckled. 

"Of course, you're not doing it! Mr. Already-Turned-Her-Down-For-Some-Stupid-Reason. It's just me and Fenrir who will entertaining the lady," Scabior mocked him, winking over at Hermione, who shot him a heated glare. 

"I'm in," Fenrir agreed. The two of them glanced over to Hermione, who sighed. 

"If you think this might help me." Hermione mumbled, earning a light clap from Scabior. 

"Alright, full moon is just around the corner so we will be preparing to pleasure the lovely Miss Hermione Granger in just two days!" Scabior cheered, clicking his tongue. He listened as Hermione burst out laughing at him. Goddess, he loved her laugh. 

"Make it three." Scabior stiffened as he turned his head over to Remus. 

"Did my ears just hear what the hell they heard?" Fenrir asked while staring at Remus. Remus was about to open his mouth to speak when a loud booming voice echoed through the halls. 

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! COME PLACE YOUR BETS ON WHO WILL BE WINNING HERMIONE GRANGER'S HEART! WILL IT BE THE WILD, POWERHOUSE FENRIR GREYBACK? OR THE SEDUCTIVE, INCUBUS-LIKE SCABIOR? OR THE SWEET HEART, EVERY GIRL'S DREAM GENTLEMAN, REMUS LUPIN? YOU DECIDE! MY PERSONAL BETS ARE ON SCABIOR!" Sirius screamed through the house. Remus rolled his eyes as he walked over to the door. 

"SIRIUS!!!" Remus shouted. Slowly Sirius popped his head through the doorway. 

"I'm sorry, Remus, but I have to be a bit realistic here." Sirius claimed. Remus quickly grabbed an apple and tossed it at him, missing Sirius's head by an inch as Sirius went dashing back into the living room, still trying to get bets for this whole thing.