Dark Side (Harry Potter Fanfiction)

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After Hermione had finished with her shower and got dressed, she began to make her way over to the kitchen for breakfast. She couldn't help but feel a bit worried about this evening. Remus appeared like he was a zombie going through the motions after given an order to do something. Hermione didn't want that. She didn't want to force him into doing something he clearly felt uncomfortable with. She reached down the stairs when suddenly there was a scream echoing through the air. Quickly, Hermione rushed through the doorway to see what all the fuss was all about. She stopped right in the middle of the dining room when she discovered exactly what the problem was. A rather large deer laid on top of the table, its blood staining it a bit, while Fenrir leaned over the end of the table licking his fingers off, completely unfazed. On the other side, Scabior, who was only in a pair of black jeans, was in his chair laughing his head off, probably because he thinks Molly's reaction was a bit extreme.

 Hermione couldn't help but chuckle, even though Molly was getting after him for bringing this deer in here like that. The look on Fenrir's face of his unable-ness to grasp why Molly was angry with him was adorable. She slowly moved over to them. 

"Do I want to know what's going on?" Hermione asked. Fenrir turned his head while pointing at Molly. 

"She's not happy I brought breakfast." Fenrir stated to her. Molly waved her hands over the deer. 

"Did you have to bring it in like this? Take it out side where I do not have to look at it!" Molly ordered him. Fenrir rolled his eyes and reluctantly did as he told. Hermione could sense he was only doing it so that no one else goes for his throat. Just as Fenrir left the kitchen, Ron showed up, his eyes glued in horror at the dead deer on Fenrir's shoulder before focusing back on his way in the kitchen. Hermione turned around, pretending she didn't noticed Ron while she walked over to Scabior and began to mess with his hair. She wasn't in the mood to dealing with Ron after the incident. Scabior peered up at her as he smiled before wrapping his arm around her waist to pull her closer to him, so he could rub his forehead against her stomach. However, Scabior clearly didn't sense her discomfort with Ron because he spoke out. 

"Hey, Ginger what happened to your eye?" Scabior asked. Hermione peered over her shoulder at Ron, who was trying to get something to drink. 

"Ran into a door." Ron lied and Scabior knew it. 

"Alright, and who was that door?" Scabior questioned him. Ron shook his head. 

"That's none of your business." Ron spat at him. Molly rushed over to his with her hands on her hips. 

"It may not be any of his business but it sure as bloody hell is mine! Now you tell me right now, Ronald Weasley who punched you?" Molly ordered him. Ron seemed at a lost for words, trying to figure out exactly what to say. The moment was interrupted when Remus walked in alongside Fenrir. They stopped as they gazed over the lot of them. 

"What did we walk into?" Fenrir asked everyone while he darted his eyes around the room. Molly shook her head as she pointed over to Ron. 

"Someone punched Ron! And he's going to tell me who right now!" Molly shouted, causing Ron to flinched. Fenrir rolled his eyes. 

"I hate to break it to you, Molly but in the real world, people get their ass whooped all the time. Sometimes we win or lose, but in the end we just have to deal with it and move on." Fenrir stated with her as he sat down at the end of the table and quickly grabbed hold of Hermione's hand in his own. Molly shook her head. 

"Is that a confession or something?" Molly asked. Fenrir shot her a glare. 

"Alright, listen here you little..." Fenrir started when Remus cut in. 

"Enough! Everyone is going to calm down! We can't lose our heads." Remus pleaded with everyone. Molly glared at Remus. 

"Remus! Someone hurt my baby. I want to know who did it!" Molly stated to him. 

"Well it wasn't me! Trust me on that on that, I would have done a lot worse than a mere black eye." Fenrir threatened Molly. Molly reached out to grab her wand when Remus blocked her way. 

"Molly it was me. I did it." Remus confessed to her. Now everyone's eyes were right on Remus, staring in disbelief. Molly shook her head and pointed at him. 

"You?" Molly spat then turned to Ron, who nodded in confirmation, "Why? What the hell happened?" 

"I would like to say that without some present company..." Remus whispered while darting his eyes over to Fenrir and Scabior. Fenrir narrowed his eyes, clearly sensing something is off about the whole thing. 

"Why?" Fenrir asked, slowly getting up from his seat and closed in on Remus like he was mere prey. Remus shook his head while avoiding eye contact with Fenrir. 

"No reason," Remus mumbled. Fenrir gripped tightly to Remus chin and forced him to look him in the eye. 

"Spill it, runt." Fenrir growled, his voice becoming more animal-like. Remus gulp. 

"Please do not do anything crazy..." Remus pleaded with Fenrir, "Ron may have said something to Hermione and Moony came out a bit." 

"Said what?" Fenrir snarled, his canines now out. Hermione felt herself start to get on edge as well when Scabior stood up on his own feet and began to move or to Ron. She tried to reach out to stop Scabior, but he lightly waved her hand away. Remus darted his head between Fenrir and Scabior as he slowly went to get between them and Molly and Ron. 

'He may have said... he's not the one whoring around with three men... and he thought she was better than this kind of things, but turns out... she is just like how those Death Eaters view muggle-borns..." Remus answered. No one had any time to react when Fenrir and Scabior went straight for Ron's throat.