You Have... The Werewolf (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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Hermione knew she would feel bad after the first transformation, but she didn't think she would feel this bad afterwards. Her entire body was completely sore, she had a pounding headache, and she was so tired, she could have sleep for a whole year. She felt like she was about to vomit every second and she didn't want to move in case her pain would shoot up her entire body. 

She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. She wanted to fight the first person she laid her eyes on. Remus told her she would be tired, but he didn't warn her she would be in a complete miserable state of being. She was covered in cold sweat and her heart was still racing and her breathing was too painful for her breathe in and out. Madam Pomfrey was kind enough to keep her eye on Hermione even though she had other patients to look after. 

Hermione groaned in pain as she pulled the covers up to her chin. She was missing classes and it bothered her greatly. Luckily, she had her friends get her things so she could do her homework when all of this was over and done with. However, she was grateful that Snape wasn't around when she was transforming. She couldn't remember much of what happened but she thinks she had eaten something while she was transformed. Hermione yawned as she closed her eyes tighter, trying to get some sleep. 

"It was the most humiliating thing, Headmaster!" Snape screamed as he showed his torn robes to Dumbledore and McGonagall, who were sitting down trying to grade papers, "She actually chase me out of the shack then grabbed hold of my robes and pulled at it till she ripped it opened to show my whole behind!" 

Dumbledore bit his lips to try and not laugh but it was hard when McGonagall didn't seemed to care to hide her own laughter of hearing the whole incident between Snape and werewolf Hermione. 

"Serves you right, Snape! You deserved it for what you did to Remus. The poor lad still hasn't found a job and he's lucky he still finds ways of putting food on the table." McGonagall shot at him as she placed aside a graded paper. Snape shook his head. 

"I'm not going to do this again! Do you hear me, McGonagall? I am not doing this! I can't keep doing this! She'll drive me up a wall!" Snape growled, flinging his robes onto the chair. McGonagall shot him a glare. 

"Oh yes, you are! Because Hermione still needs to be watched or else Fenrir and his pack may try something and I'm not risking it. You should have thought of this before you opened your mouth and blurted to the entire world Remus Lupin is a werewolf. Now you are dealing with the consequences of your actions." McGonagall ordered him. Snape groaned. 

"I think she's fine. I left her alone and she came back in one piece." Snape stated. McGonagall jumped out of her seat, her papers falling around her. 

"You left her alone! While Fenrir and his pack were out as well?" McGonagall shot at him. Snape shook his head. 

"Again, she's fine! She's resting in the hospital wing, getting her sleep. She didn't have any serious injuries." Snape attempted to assure her. McGonagall glared at Dumbledore then reached out with her hand. 

"Give me the lamp!" She ordered pointing at Dumbledore's desk lamp. Snape didn't wait a minute as he went rushing out of Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore, grabbed it as he held it to the side. 

"No! I will not have you break my lamp! I love this lamp!" Dumbledore shot at her. McGonagall rolled her eyes, mumbling a 'fine' before she lifted up her chair and chasing after Snape.