When Harry met Wednesday

Chapter 8: Werewolf? There wolf

WARNING: Just in case anyone has missed that this story has adult content, there is a sex scene toward the end of this chapter, or it could be a fight scene. It's hard to tell with those two.

Author's Note: Alright then, several reviewers have helped me realize my concerns over hurting Dumbledore too much are downright silly.

To be honest, I'm not sure what I was thinking considering a major theme in this story is torture. I blame lack of sleep, and your conspiracy of choice.

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Chapter 8:
Werewolf? There wolf.

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Remus ached all over. It was similar to how he felt around a full moon, but thankfully not as painful.

He opened his eyes to see a crib... no, a toddler bed. At least, that's what it resembled.

Oh it looked like any other small child's bed, except there was barbed wire wrapped around the bars.

Upon closer inspection, what he thought was a teddy bear, was much more frightening.

It was still a stuffed bear, but the toy's gaping maw held rows of very real, sharp teeth.

The toy had claws as well, and what looked to be blood stains in its fur.

He realized that he could not move. His arms and legs were stretched out, and he was chained to an arching surface.

Looking around the room revealed all manner of medieval torture devices.

There was a broken iron maiden laying on the floor, with an assortment of crude looking tools piled inside of it.

He couldn't figure the purpose of the tools, but he decided he really didn't want to know.

There was a wooden table that had obvious blood stains in addition to the leather straps meant to secure a man.

Hooks, chains, and pieces of equipment that he could only guess what their purpose was, all served to unnerve Remus.

He jerked his head toward the door when he heard it creak open, and there stood Luna Lovegood.

Relief flooded into him. Both knowing that she was okay, and that she was walking around freely, made him worry less about being surrounded by such gruesome contraptions.

She skipped over to stand in front of him, and cocked her head to the side.

"Good afternoon Mister Lupin. You've been asleep a while, I hope you're not ill."

She looked to her shoulder, where a severed hand sat rapidly tapping on her collar.

"Hmm? I suppose you're right, go ahead and tell him."

Luna smiled serenely as the hand leaped to the floor, and scurried away rapidly.

Remus was starting to wonder what exactly was in that potion they had made him drink.

"Thing is going to get Harry now. He's so helpful."

"Harry?" Remus asked, testing his voice out.

"No silly, Thing." She pursed her lips.

"Thing? Luna, what are you talking about?" Remus knew the girl had a unique outlook on life, but this was weird even for her. Come to think of it... "For that matter, why are you here anyway?"

She leaned closer to get a better look at the chained man. "Are you sure you're feeling Okay? This is all fairly simple to understand."

"Luna. " Remus said in exasperation, then decided to just let it be and move on. "Can you at least let me down?"