Remus scurried around Diagon Alley like a headless chicken. He kept wandering about, chasing after Hermione's scent, which was strong. It was one of the side effects from not taking the potion. Worse, it was waking Moony up. While Remus was trying to keep Moony down, He kept pushing through, ignoring all the stares he was getting for his determine rushing around with his eyes darting around like a mad man.
Along with that, his mind was consumed with thoughts about Hermione and her stupid choice with not taking the potion. Hermione had no idea the dangers she was putting herself in by not taking that potion. It may have benefits like she said but there were also cons to it. Hermione's scent is at it peak after turning eighteen, which will attract countless of male werewolves who would do anything to get their paws on Hermione.
He finally followed the scent down till he reach the entrance of Knockturn Alley. His eyes widened. He knew that this alley was not only crowded with dark wizards, but it was also crowded with numerous werewolves. Remus didn't waste a moment as he ran through the alley and rush after it. He went running around, pushing by dark wizards as he ignored their curses and shouts at him. He didn't have time to worry about the them... he was too worried about Hermione. He suddenly reached the wide area where the scent sudden came to an end. But there was no Hermione. He circled around, searching for her but there was no side of her. He then rushed over to a dark wizard, who stood at the corner clinging to his bag.
"Excuse me sir," Remus called out, "I am looking for a young girl..."
"Aren't we all, pal?" The man stated, laughing a loud, annoying laugh. Remus felt Moony start to take over as he found himself grabbing the man's collar and pushing him into the wall. The man started to curse at him but Remus didn't care nor did he care about Moony, which he could feel creeping through his body more and more.
"This is not a funny matter. The girl I'm looking for has long brown hair that has a bit of waves to it and goes a little pass her shoulders. She has caramel-colored eyes. She around eighteen years old. Pale skin, very thin. She basically would stick out like a sore thumb in this place. She may have been approached by some men... werewolves to be specific." Remus told him. His eyes widened.
"Yeah, I seen a beauty walking around here with some werewolves. They actually apparated just a few minutes ago. You just missed them. It was her and two older men, who had a tight grip on her wrists. Like they were expecting her to run away or something." The man answered. Remus eyes widened as he tightened his hold.
"These men... they wouldn't happened go by the names of Fenrir Greyback and Scabior?" he asked him. The man nodded.
"Yeah, those were the blokes! I wondered why a beauty like her would go around with those beasts." The man stated. Remus released his grip as he ran out of the alleyway, pulling out his wand as he apparated. Ready to confront Fenrir and Scabior and stop them from what they were planning on doing.
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You Have... The Werewolf (Harry Potter Fanfic)
Fanfiction"You have... the werewolf." Professor Trelawney whispered to Hermione as she began shaking violently. The class began to chatter while one person asked 'What's the werewolf'. "The Werewolf... it's a mix of a good and dark omen in our world. It's a...
