I'll Always Snatch You (Harry Potter Fandom)

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A/n: This chapter contains a bit of violence. You have been warned. 

Hermione felt the person grab hold of her arms, causing her to look up to see it was the one and only... Fenrir Greyback. He was more terrifying then Remus had described him. He lightly snarled at her, his teeth inches from her neck. 

"What do we have here? One of Hogwarts's student thought it wise to be traveling in the woods?" he asked, growling. She felt tears drip down her cheeks, feeling that this was how she was going to turn. Suddenly a loud growling caused them to shoot their head over to see Scabior standing among the trees. 

"What do you want Scabior? It better be important." Fenrir snarled at him. Scabior took a few steps forwards, walking behind Hermione while he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him.

"Alpha, she's mine." he stated to him. Fenrir darted his eyes between  Hermione and Scabior then chuckled. 

"You finally chosen a mate, have you now?" Fenrir asked him, his hands lifted up to lightly brush some of her hair away, "I must say, she's a beauty. I might have to steal her from you." 

 Scabior shook his head wildly, lightly growling as he brushed his head against Hermione's. Hermione's eyes widened. What the bloody hell did he mean by mate, she pondered as she struggled to get out of their grip. 

"Hold on for a second! I am not some prize to be tossed around or puppeteer!" Hermione shouted before roughly punching Scabior's arm. It got a bit of a laughter out of Fenrir and Scabior. Fenrir then lightly lifted his hand over to her chin and nudged it up till she was looking him in the eye. 

"Now, now girly, a werewolf can't help it when he finds his mate. Especially one as pretty as you," Fenrir stated to her. Hermione slapped his hand away. 

"I'm no one's mate." Hermione snarled at him. She suddenly felt a strange shift in the air as she saw Scabior's face change from his gleefulness to a look of concern and fear. Out of the blue, she felt her air way get clamped down. She began gasping for air as she felt Fenrir's hand tighten around her throat. 

"Then I guess that gives me the right to rip into your pretty throat. Doesn't it, girly?" He threatened then ran his tongue over her jawline. He gently nipped at at her, causing her to jolt out in fear. Hermione's body shivered in terror as tears began to drip down her cheeks. She jumped when a pair of hands land on her shoulders. 

"Please, Alpha. She's not part of the pack. In fact, she doesn't even have a pack of her own. She doesn't know our ways and customs. So if you would..." Scabior pleaded with Fenrir to try to spare her from suffering his wrath. Hermione could see Scabior was actually giving Fenrir puppy dog eyes with the matching quivering lip to go with it. She found it stupid that he would think that would convince Fenrir... until Fenrir actually loosen his hand from her neck. She coughed out for air as she cowered against Scabior's chest, which he responded by wrapping his arms around her torso and rubbing his head against the back of her own. 

"Fine, pup. I'll let her off with this one warning. You are responsible with teaching her. First with teaching her that she better respect her Alpha." Fenrir told Scabior. Scabior nodded that he understood then bowed his head to him. Hermione felt her head be pushed down to bow her head as well. Fenrir let out a chuckle before he proceeded back to were the pack was. She watched as Fenrir vanished among the trees until she shrieked when she felt Scabior picking her up. 

"Come on, love. Lets get back to the pack and get you started with understanding how the pack life goes." Scabior cheered, pressing his lips roughly against her cheek, then went walking back to camp. All the while, Hermione began to think of how she would slip away without being notice... that is if there was a way.