I'll Always Snatch You (Harry Potter Fandom)

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Hermione woke up with a splitting headache, causing her to press her fingers against her forehead. She pushed herself up into a sitting position. She brushed her hair from her face as she look up to see the room she was in, which appeared very familiar from somewhere. She had the answer at the tip on the tip of her tongue when the door swung open. 

"It's true! You've returned!" An excited Harry shrieked as he rushed over to her. Hermione's eyes widened as she felt  a sense of dread. Of course, she was happy to see him but she now had a family to take care of. She was about to speak when Harry wrapped his arms around her neck, hugging her almost to the point where she couldn't breathe. She cringed while she patted Harry's shoulder. 

"It's good to see you too, Harry. Can you kindly release me so I can breathe?" she asked him, wheezing. Harry jumped before releasing his hold on her, lightly chuckling a nervous laugh to himself. 

"Sorry! Just glad to see that you are back and safe," Harry stated to her. Hermione narrowed her eyes. 

"How exactly did you know where I was?" Hermione questioned him. 

"Some of the Order members, who were undercover, ran into some of the Death Eaters, who mentioned about Fenrir and Scabior having a few children and having a.... well mudblood help raising them. That's what they said, not me!" Harry explained to her. She shook her head. 

"I can't stay, Harry. I have to go back." Hermione claimed to him. Harry's eyes widened. 

"What? Why!?!?!?! You just got here and you're safe!" Harry told her. Hermione shook her head as she pushed herself from the bed. 

"Harry! I was safe there! The reason Fenrir and Scabior were having me raise their children... is because they're mine and I'm their mate!" Hermione screamed at him. Harry jumped off the bed as she stared at her in utter disbelief. 

"No,"

"Yes, they're my husbands and those are my children and I have to go back and take care of them. Hell, Artemis is still breastfeeding!" Hermione yelled at him, feeling her instincts start to run high when she remembered about her baby. How was she doing? Who was feeding her? How was Fenrir and Scabior dealing with this? They must be worried sick... or worse... furious! They might want to rip into everyone that was involved in taking her. 

"I don't understand, Hermione. How... How could you let them impregnate you? How could you marry them?" Harry asked her. Hermione glared at him as she tighten her hands into fists. 

"Because they didn't look at me like I'm some kind of monster! Because they love me even with this beast lurking under my skin! Because I love them!" Hermione shouted at him. Harry opened his mouth to speak when a loud crashing sound caused them to turn their heads towards the door. Harry pulled out his wand and pointed it towards the door. Her eyes widened as she smelled a familiar pair of scents. 

"Hermione, get behind me." Harry whispered as he tried to play hero. Hermione rolled her eyes as she rushed over to the door, listening to Harry crying out for her to come back. She rushed down the stairs as she went looking for Scabior and Fenrir. She ran into the living room where she stood frozen as she saw Fenrir leaning over Remus with his claws digging into his side with his other hand leaning over Remus's head. Before Hermione could scream out for him to stop, Fenrir's hand went rushing down.