I'll Always Snatch You (Harry Potter Fandom)

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"Well... well... well... if it isn't the one and only chosen one and his little friend," Fenrir growled as he headed closer to the two boys in the middle, squirming around like a worm on a fishing hook. He leaned over them as they kept struggling against the ropes. The scent of fear drenched their person and filled his entire system, feeding the wolf that lurked deep within his skin. Fenrir was about to open his mouth to say something when Ron opened his trap. 

"Let us go, you overgrown mutt!" He screamed at Fenrir. Fenrir's eyes widened while he listened to his entire pack burst out in gasps and quiet shrieks. Unable to control his anger, Fenrir backhanded him, nearly causing him to tumble over on the ground. 

"You better keep that mouth shut before I rip your throat open!" Fenrir warned him, "Actually I would start by ripping your friend here in pieces then have you watch my pack feast upon his flesh before ripping into you." 

 Ron couldn't make  eye contact after the threat, biting his lips to keep himself from throwing up. Fenrir rolled his shoulders to try to calm the wolf inside him before turning towards Harry Potter. He gripped his hand tightly onto the boy's shoulder; creating a popping sound. However, he knew it wasn't broken or anything of the sort. 

"You better start explaining to me why you and your little buddy are here... in the Dark Forest where I'm sure your old fool of a professor warned you beasts lurk. Especially werewolves like me and my pack," he growled, his teeth getting close enough to Harry's neck. Of course, Fenrir wasn't going to bite the boy. He watched Harry and Ron from afar and he sure as hell didn't want two morons like them anywhere near being part of his pack. Harry gulped down. 

"We're... we're searching for someone. A... A girl named Hermione Granger." Harry answered him. Fenrir's eyes widened as she backed away. He could hear his pack mumble among themselves about Hermione and how she was now Scabior's mate and the Wolf Law that states that people of the outside world have no right to take away one's mate. Fenrir lowered his head towards them. 

"Your friend is not among us and none of us has seen your friend," Fenrir lied to them, "Now I advise you brats to make your leave before I decide on giving you to my betas." 

While Harry and Ron were being untied by some of the betas, a familiar scent came swirling into his nose as his eyes widened. He shot his head up to see Scabior dragging Hermione behind him like some eager puppy trying to show his owner something. Fenrir cursed under his breath and went to try to get the two out of there as soon as possible but it was too late. 

"Hermione!" Ron screamed out, grabbing Hermione and Scabior's attention. Fenrir grabbed hold of Harry's arm and went to grab Ron, but he had been too fast. He watched as Ron went running towards Hermione. Ron reached out his hand to grab Hermione when Scabior shoved Ron to the ground. They began to fight each other over the ground. Scabior clawed at Ron, trying to pull out the boy's eyes. 

"Stop it! Scabior get off him!" Hermione pleaded as she tried to pull him off. Scabior shoved him off, causing her to fall on her behind. Fenrir felt his wolf start to get riled up with the sight of Hermione falling to the ground. Fenrir then let out a growl that only a monster such as himself would make. A growl that can make a hero into a coward and make the very ground shake. After his ground, he watched as Ron and Scabior and his entire pack become silent and tried to avoid him. 

"Enough of this!" Fenrir growled, storming over to Scabior and Ron, while he dragged Harry right behind him. He wouldn't be shocked if Harry's shoulders had popped from his grip. He reached Scabior and Ron within a second as he bend down to grab the ginger by the throat and picked him up without any effort on his part. 

"I told you brats to leave! Now!" Fenrir ordered before pushing them towards the exit of the camp. They stumbled a bit before catching their footing and turning around towards them. 

"You lied to us! You said our friend Hermione wasn't here and you haven't seen her, but she's right here!" Ron shot at him, slowly marching towards them. Harry quickly grabbed Ron's arm and tried to keep him as far from the werewolves as possible. He's smarter than I gave him credit for, Fenrir thought before he growled. 

"I said we haven't seen your  Hermione here. This is our Hermione. Our new pack member and my beta's... mate." Fenrir forced himself to say mate. From the corner of his eye, he watched Scabior wrapping his arms around Hermione and began cuddling her again and lightly kissing her. Ron made a motion to attack Scabior, however, Harry was able to hold onto him as much as possible. Fenrir chuckled before turning around. 

"Now if you don't mind, I have more important matters to deal..." Fenrir started when Hermione ran in front of him, nearly causing himself to bump into her. Before he could snarl at her for getting in his way, Hermione cut him off with...

"What if I were to fight for my freedom?" Hermione asked him.