I'll Always Snatch You (Harry Potter Fandom)

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A/n: There are some sexual parts in this chapter. You have been warned. 

Hermione's eyes widened as she couldn't believe who she was staring at. Ron and Harry were standing beside each other staring at her in pure terror. For a moment she couldn't bring herself to speak. And how could she? After all, how do you even begin to explain the situation about tearing into a death eater with your own teeth and hands to your friends? 

"Hermione... what did you do?" Harry suddenly asked her. She felt her heart about to stop in her chest. She herself didn't exactly know herself. All she knew was something in her drove herself to defend herself from the death eater with any means necessary. But was it a crime? No! Well... it shouldn't! She was defending herself... even though it was brutal and violent, she needed to protect herself.

"Please... I... I... I didn't mean to kill him like this. Please... I can... I can explain," Hermione stated as she tried to reach out towards them. But this only seemed to scare them as they backed away from her. Hermione pulled her hands to her chest, feeling her fingers smearing blood over her skin. Tears began to pour down her face as she backed away herself. She could see it within their eyes that they could only see a beast... a monster standing before them. Feeling there was nothing she could say to make them understand, Hermione took off running into the woods. 

"Hermione," she heard Harry calling out for her. But Hermione blocked it out. She couldn't bear to think of the fear they felt towards her. She kept running further and further into the woods, trying to escape from everyone. She just wanted to be left alone, even if it meant she would have to end up alone. However, it would have ended like that even if she didn't want to end up alone. Who would want someone that could do what she had done? But where would she go? No one would want her. She would have to live somewhere away from here... somewhere no one would ever find her or think to look for her. 

She had been paying so much focus on getting far away, she didn't pay attention to where she was going as she bumped into something causing the two of them to fall down. Hermione groaned as she tried to get up only to find herself being pulled up onto her feet by the person she had ran into. 

"Now if this isn't fate telling you that I'll always snatch you, 'Mione, I don't know what will get it into your head that we were meant to be together," Hermione jolted her head up to find Scabior, holding onto her as he smirked down at her, while Fenrir stood beside him. His smirk dropped though when his eyes landed on her bloody form. 

"Hermione? Are you hurt? What happened?" Fenrir asked while he attempted to check up on her to see if she was wounded. Hermione gently pushed him off as she backed away from them. 

"Get away from me! Can't you see? I'm a monster!" Hermione screamed at him before cupping her face in her hands. She cried within her palms while she listened to a pair of footsteps coming towards her. She felt a pair of hands pulling her own from her face before she felt his finger pushing her face up to look at them. 

"What are you talking about? Why would you call yourself something that is completely untrue?" Scabior asked her. Hermione then proceeded to tell him how she had violently murdered someone in a heartbeat with her own bare hands and teeth. Once she was finished with her story, Fenrir and Scabior darted a stare at each other. Fenrir suddenly chuckled. 

"Let me see," Fenrir whispered before lightly wrapping his hand around her chin and lightly moved her head to the side then took a deep breath of her scent, "Just like I thought, I don't smell any scent on you that implies you're a monster." 

"But... I killed someone," She whimpered. 

"Did you do it without reason?" Scabior asked. 

"Well... No..." 

"Do you not feel remorse?" Fenrir asked her. She shook her head that she did. Even though he was a death eater, he still didn't need to be murdered in cold blood. 

"You see, love. Monsters would have killed without any reason or even feel any remorse. You do. You have more heart than anyone I know, 'Mione. You shouldn't even think about him anymore. What's done is done." Scabior claimed to her. Hermione opened her mouth to speak when Scabior smashed his lips against her own. Her eyes widened at the shock till they slowly lowered. That was until Scabior was roughly pulled away. 

"Hey! We have a deal!" Fenrir growled to him, gripping his hand tightly around his arms. Scabior glared at him then tore his arm away from them. 

"Deal's change, Fenrir. Hermione needs to get her mind of this," Scabior shot at him. 

"And you don't think I can do that?" Fenrir asked him. Scabior snickered. 

"Please! You couldn't even get Remus to forgive you for that bite you gave him how do you expect to get Hermione's mind off of this?" Scabior mocked him. Fenrir growled before walking over to Hermione. 

"Like this," Fenrir said before latching his lips onto Hermione. Hermione gasped into the kiss when she felt Fenrir's hands running up and down her sides. She could hear Scabior begin to growl. 

"Oh! You wanna play this game! Fine, I can play this game too!" Scabior shouted as he moved over to them.