The Real Wolf Girl {A Harry Potter Fanfic}

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"Conflicting emotions? Lisa, there is a hurricane in my head. To say I have conflicting emotions is an understatement." I told her with a bit of edge to my voice. I shook my head and pinched the bridge of my nose. "I hate myself Lisa, I just really do. Just the mere thought that I could feel anything for him is sickening." I said without making eye contact.

"I think he just happens to show up when you need someone and you break down. So, just see how things play out from here okay?" Lisa suggested, but I shook my head.

"There's more to it than that." I stared and then prepared myself for what I was about to say. "Lisa...he talks as if no one has ever shown him an ounce of kindness and that the two times I've voluntarily had physical contact with him was the best thing that's ever happened. And you know me. I'm too nice and talk to those people who everyone else excludes, and there's usually a really good reason for them to do so." I rambled as my eyes began to well up with tears.

"Well, here's what I think. If I were in your position I would turn him in to the ministry and cause him as much pain for what he did. However, I know you and I understand that love doesn't realize that people are murderous werewolves. Just be careful, Isabella." I sighed and leaned back in my seat.

"I'm gonna go to bed and forget any of this ever happened." I decided and walked out of the room. This is how I deal with things. If something bad happens to me I simply repress the memory. It's much easier than you would think, as long as it isn't life altering.

I opened my door and rubbed my eyes as I stepped into my room and closed it behind me. After taking two more steps I raised my gaze from the ground.

"What are you..." I had begun, but Fenrir stepped forward and covered my mouth with his calloused hand.

"Shut up." He ordered. Had the previous two days not happened that wouldn't have surprised me.

His eyes were slightly narrowed and full of anger as he backed me into the wall. I started reaching for my wand, but he grabbed my hand before I could get to it. At this point I was starting to get seriously scared. I was sure he could see that as he easily pinned me there and burned holes through my eyes with his.

"I love you." My world stopped and my heart raced even faster in my chest. I weakened visibly at the statement. "I don't know why, but I do. I know you think I'm a soulless monster and your right to. I murdered your family and enjoyed every second of it." He said fairly quietly in a low voice. "But...I love you." I felt like I was going to faint.

He searched my eyes for a few seconds before finally letting me go. I was so physically weak at that point that I just slid down the wall and stared up at him. After and few seconds he crouched down in front of me. I couldn't make eye contact anymore, but that wasn't all that changed. I was more afraid of myself than I was of him.