Harry Potter and the Blood Risen Moon (Completed)

Chapter 6: A Howl to the Moon

The cave entrance was only a few feet away, and Harry was growing nervous. The night was silent, and the full moon's brightness was piercing through the thick trees of the forbidden forest. He looked behind him to where he figured Ron and Hermione to be hidden. He signaled for them to stay put while he moved forward, and without warning he dodged to another tree closer to the entrance. A few more trees forward and he would be inside the cave. Making his movements quick and quite, within seconds he was safely inside the cave's darkness.

A branch snapped behind him and Harry spun around dropping into a defensive position, "Damnit Ron, let the whole forest know where here." Hermione whispered. Harry sighed in relief and turned back around, "Lumos." The end of his wand lit and the cave entrance was illuminated. Hermione and Ron followed him inside before pulling off the cloak. "So, where's this necklace?" Ron asked as they traveled further into the cave. Harry shrugged as they traveled deeper and lower underground. They had yet to come across any enchantments or traps.

Before long they reached the end of the cave, finding a sort of den. In one corner was a ratty blanket, sort of a bedding and in the center a pile of wood for a fire. "This is a trap." Harry said turning around to face his friends his senses on high alert. "Yea, but Dobby wouldn't put us in danger." Hermione said. Ron pulled his wand from his pants and stood prepared. "Ron, you need to get Hermione out of here." Harry said starring behind him. "No, I'm not leaving Harry. You need me here." Hermione said furious. Ron noticed Harry's focus on something behind them and before he could turn around to see what it was a growl broke the silence.

With swift movements, Harry grabbed Ron and Hermione pulling them behind a jutting rock to give them enough protection so they could apperaite away. "Harry we're not leaving you here alone." Hermione said. Harry turned to her and grabbed her by the shoulder, "The necklace is around its neck. I've got to stay and fight, but I can't do so knowing your in danger." He said. "Harry we came to help, we're not leaving you." To focused on trying to get his friends to leave, Harry didn't see the paw coming his way. The paw connected sending Harry flying back into the cave wall. Hermione screamed, while Harry struggled to catch his breath that was knocked from him.

The werewolf's attention was turned to Hermione and Ron, turning its back to Harry. Remembering the spell he had used against Draco last year flashed across his mind. His friends were in danger and he wasn't about to lose them too. "SECTUMSEMPRA," The werewolf's back was ripped open and blood spurted everywhere. With a howl he fell to his knees, its wounds deep and all over its body. "GET OUT OF HERE NOW!" Ron nodded fear and horror playing across his features. Grabbing Hermione by the shoulders, he side-along apperaited the both of them out of there, leaving Harry to fend for himself.

His training came to mind as his stood back to his feet, wand at the ready. The werewolf was pissed and raised to his hind legs. With a growl he charged Harry. "Flagrate," a line of fire left the tip of Harry's wand and hit the beast in the chest, but it was still coming at Harry. At the last second he rolled to the side, pulling a knife from his belt and stabbing the werewolf in its mid section. It howled in agony and fell to its knees. Realizing this enclosed area was no safe place to fight a werewolf, Harry ran toward the entrance hoping to get some open ground.

The entrance was just ahead, and the werewolf was fast on his tracks. Once outside of the cave he dived to the left and rolled behind a tree. Seconds later the beast came crashing out of the entrance, saliva dripping from its fangs. Knowing he only had one chance at getting the necklace, he quickly thought of a spell that would allow him to get close enough to get it. Of course some spells wouldn't work, but he'd be damned if he gave away his hiding spot for nothing. "Levicorpus," With a startled growl, the werewolf was flung upside down hung from one ankle. Of course the rest of his body could move, meaning he could very well get sliced and diced if he got to close to one of its claws. "Accio necklace." Nothing happened.