Queen of the Hunt: 12

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~ Chapter 12 ~

I need you right here by my side

You're everything I'm not in my life

We're indestructible we are untouchable

Nothing can take us down tonight

You are so beautiful that it should be criminal that you could be mine

And we will make it out alive

I promise you this love will never die

No matter what by Papa Roach

[Hermione]

I was walking to the Great Hall for breakfast at the moment. I had an amazing night sleep. The second task had been hard on my body, even with the wolfyness. The hall of Hogwarts was alive with conversation and an early morning air. It was a new day and anything could happen.

"Hey, Mione? Can I talk to you?" I stopped and turned around.

"Yeah, sure Harry. What's up?"

"I just want to know something." Harry started down the hall and I followed. Harry slid into an empty classroom. What was going on? I went in hesitantly after him and closed the door. I cast a silencing spell without saying it out loud.

Tali, sensing my change in mood, started to still from her slumber around my neck. She tightened her hold slightly to say that she was here in anything happened. It was comforting. I was ready for whatever harry wanted to talk about.

"Hermione, I've noticed that you are... close with Fleur now." He started. Ah, I see what this is about.

"I am." I said simply.

"What... about Miranda? What happened to her?" Was it the right time to tell him? Knowing Harry, he wouldn't continue to turn a blind eye. It seemed to be the only option. I trusted harry with my life but this was a big thing that I was thinking of telling him. This was a big secret that I have kept from him since we became friends. It's going to be ok. Harry appreciates straight forwardness. Just rip off the Band-Aid, no beating around the bush.

"This is complicated Harry. What I am about to tell you is very sensitive information that you cannot tell anyone, not even Ron, not yet at least." Harry stared at me silently before nodding his head. He understood.

"Miranda is Minerva. Minerva has a Glamour protecting what she really looks like."

"Ok... why?" He asked slowly, not seeming to believe me yet.

"She is a magical creature. Minerva is a Werewolf."

"A Werewolf? Like Lupin?"

"Yes. Minerva looks so young because of the wolf blood in her."

"And the Professor saw you and Fleur at the dance. She didn't look mad."

"Yes because she already knew beforehand."

"She's ok with this?"

"Yes."

"Why?" Here we go.

"Because I am a Werewolf too, have been all my life. Minerva is ok with it because she and Fleur are my Mates."

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The silence that filled the air was stifling. What was he going to say?

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