"Okay, you three go get your hands washed. Tonks and Teddy are coming over," Hermione ordered her children, who rushed out of the kitchen, "And please! I don't want this dinner to end up like last time... or the time before that... and the time before that one..."
Hermione still lived in the house, which Fenrir and Scabior built her, along with her husband, Remus and their children. Of course, Fenrir and Scabior show up to hand out with their children every chance they get. Tonks also came by one and awhile so Remus could hang with Teddy and Teddy to hang out with his other siblings. However, Hermione noticed that when the four kids get together and are left alone with either Scabior, Tonks or even Fenrir, something bad happens. Like the one time when Hermione had sadly let her guard down and let them go turkey hunting, only to watch as the children ran across the front yard, being chased by a bunch of turkeys while Scabior and Fenrir were trying to grab them.
Hopefully this dinner doesn't end in a disaster... but there was a lot of doubt in her mind about it. As Hermione was finishing the salad, the front door swung opened as Fenrir and Scabior in, holding a bunch of firewood for the bonfire they were going to have.
"We got the firewood, where exactly do you want us to put it?" Fenrir asked her.
"The same spot we had the last bonfire. Remus is outside, setting up tables, he can help if need be." Hermione advised them. They turned just in time as Tonks and Teddy were scurrying inside.
"Hey guys! Hope we're not late." Tonks said while Fenrir and Scabior hurried outside the house and the rest of the children were running down the stairs then began shouting 'Teddy' and hugging him and began talking to each other in loud voices.
"Not at all, you're just in time. Tonks, if you could, take the children outside while I grab the rest of the refreshments?" Hermione asked while she went to grab some of the bottles of butterbeer.
"Not at all, Hermione." Tonks said before calling for the children to follow her. Hermione was just grabbing hold of the bottles and the bowl of salad when she turned to find Remus walking into the kitchen.
"Remus! What are you doing here?" She asked him.
"Well, I love you too, Hermione." He replied, "Fenrir said you needed help with grabbing some things."
"No, I didn't." Hermione said, started to freak out. Remus shot his hands in the air.
"Now, calm down, Hermione. We've been away for a mere minute. What the bloody hell kind of chaos they can get into in a minute?" Remus asked her. Before Hermione could reply, their attention shifted to voices from outside.
"You call that punch? Come Teddy! Hit harder!" Fenrir shouted.
"You got it Teddy! She's a werewolf! She's got thicker skin!" Tonks yelled.
"Minerva! Sweetie! Go for the nuts!" Scabior ordered.
"I stand corrected," Remus grumbled as the two of them ran outside their house and lived happily ever after... except for the children, who were grounded for three months, and Tonks, Fenrir, and Scabior were now only able to babysit if one of them were present.
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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...
