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"Can you believe that rubbish? Honestly, I can't believe they actually allow that class here." Hermione ranted, trying to hide how much she was hoping what they saw wasn't true about her. Even though Hermione didn't believe in this stuff, there was a part of her that slightly did and it nagged at the back of her head that she should be careful. 

"Hermione it's no big deal, there's nothing to worry about. It's just some damn tea leaves. Nothing more, you're going to be fine," Harry assured her. Hermione shook her head. 

"You're right. There's nothing that I need to worry about. I mean they are just some damn tea leaves. What do they know about the future?" Hermione asked, smugly as she headed over to Hagrid's hut to figure out what creature they would be learning about today. 


*Time skip* 

This was not her day, she thought while storming out of Potions Class. Professor Snape just had to have a lecture about werewolves for today! She wouldn't have been surprise if someone (AKA Malfoy) had told him and that would have probably egged Snape into doing this lecture. This wasn't the first time Snape had made a fool out of her. Of course people in the class, who knew about her tea leaves started to poke fun at her and started to chant this silly song of 'The werewolf is going to get you... the werewolf is going to get you... the werewolf is going to get you...' 

Hermione decided to hide herself in a small section of the library that no one really goes to. She buried her head in her book while she began to write her essay about how to detach a werewolf. While she was reading, she noticed a few details that were in the book that reminded her of something... or should say someone. Some of the details were some of the features of Remus. For instances, being tired after the full moon, this isn't the first time Remus skipped class after the full moon... and what of the train ride. It was the day after the full moon as well. At first Hermione wasn't all that convince but as she kept reading, it was harder for her to stop herself from having doubts that her Professor wasn't a werewolf. 

Hermione shut the book as she gripped hold of the spine. She kept mumbling to herself that it was just a coincidence. That it had to be nothing to do with her tea leaves. She had to keep telling herself that. She just had to. 

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