𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓐 𝓦𝓸𝓵𝓯 𝓦𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 [√]

Part Twenty-Two

A few days passed, and Harry became sad, slow, and snappy. He was currently sitting in the common room, lying out on the couch, and the other students in the room were wary of him.

The least little thing irritated him, and he would snap at whoever spoke to him, glaring until they backed off.

Ron and Severus were the only ones who knew why and left him alone for the most part.

"Hey, mate," Ron said as he sat on the floor next to the couch that Harry was on.

Harry opened his eyes and looked at him. Seeing Hermoine and Ginny with him, Harry rolled over and faced away from them.

Ginny had been a bit clingy lately, and his skin was irritated every time because it wasn't Fenrir's touch on his skin.

"Harry," Hermoine called and he ignored her. "Harry," she called again, this time from right over him.

He felt a finger poke his folder a few times, growing irritated. He pulled out his wand, flipped over, and pointed at a shocked Hermoine.

"Can you not be so fucking annoying all the damn time?!?!" He hissed, glaring at her. "What do you want now?" He asked.

"You have to do your potions homework," She said, and the tip of Harry's wand lit up.

It quickly flew out of his hand and towards the door. Looking over at the door, they saw McGonagall standing there. "Mr. Potter, follow me." She left the room, and Harry groaned before following her.

Ron watched them leave before running out of the room. He ran down the halls. He took a sharp corner and ran into someone. A hand settled him before he could fall over.

"Mr. Weasley, why are you running?" Severus asked, glaring down at him.

"Harry needs your help with McGonagall," Ron panted out and Severus simply nodded before moving past him.

Harry glared at McGonagall's back as they walked down the hall to her office. Of course, he got in trouble. That's all he seems to be doing since he got back.

They entered the office, and she rounded her desk. Sitting down, she motioned for him to sit down, which he did.

She spoke, but Harry didn't hear. His mind was on where and what Fenrir was doing.

"Mr. Potter, are you listening?" The witch asked and Harry's eyes snapped to her.

The door opened and Severus walked in. "Severus? What are you doing here?" She asked but the man ignored her.

"Potter, my office now," He said, and Harry wasted no time getting up and following. They walked down to the dungeons silently. When they got to Severus's office, Harry walked through the door to the side and into the living quarters of Potion Master's and collapsed on the couch in the living area.

"What happened now?" Severus asked. All week, he'd been bailing Harry out of trouble.

"Hermoine," Harry said and Severus sighed, knowing how the girl was going about her studies recently.

"And what did you do?" He asked.

"I raised my wand at her, and McGonagall walked in," Harry mumbled, and Severus sighed.

"Do you...wish to go back?" Severus asked and Harry nodded. "Very well, pack your things," he said and Harry perked up, his head snapped up to look up at the dark man.

"You're taking me back?" He asked excitedly.

"I shall if you are packed in an hour," Severus said and Harry jumped up and ran out of the room.

He met up with Ron in the common room, and they both ran up to the dorm. "He's taking me back, Severus is taking me back to Fenrir," He whispered, hoping no one would hear.

Ron gaped at him, he quickly gathered Harry's trunk and started packing Harry's things. A few minutes later they had everything packed. "Send Hedwig when you get the chance, I'll leave her so you can write," Harry said as he shrunk his trunk and headed back down to Severus.

Severus shrunk his trunk and pocketed it. They stepped in the floo together. To be spat out in a sitting room where Tom sat.

"I see that it's time for him to go back; I thought you'd come sooner," Tom said, standing. Severus shook his head before kissing Tom's cheek. "We will apparat from here," Tom said as he held out his hands for Severus and Harry to take before whisking them away.

They reappeared in the yard of the packhouse, and a yell was heard. "Duck," Tom said, and the three fell to the ground as a werewolf jumped over them and attached itself to the throat of another.

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Re-published: April 30, 2024, 4 pm

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