Hello, everyone! Sorry for the bit of delay in updating. School has resumed, so updates will be a little more sporadic than before. I do hope I don't lose any of you lovely readers because of such. Thank you for all the support, the comments and votes. I do a happy dance at each and everyone as well as trying to respond to everyone. Thank you all, so very much. --Lillie
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Fenrir Greyback could feel the full moon approaching. He flexed his crooked knuckles willing for the claws he loved so dearly to emerge early so that he could sink them into warm flesh. Though he kept his nails long and meticulously sharpened, they were nothing compared to those in his wolf form. Those claws, those blades of destruction, were perfect for slashing through anything in order to release sweet, pulsing blood. His lips raised in a snarling smile showing his yellow, pointed teeth. Just a few more days and his time would come; he nearly howled with joy at the thought.
Because the full moon was drawing closer, Greyback's senses were heightening. He could hear better, his vision was sharper, his reflexes quicker. Though he may have fooled himself into believing so, he could just make out the sweet smell of fresh blood in the basement, irresistible and decadent; he couldn't resist. Ignoring the pestering, cowering house elves' offerings, Greyback stalked out of the kitchen, his nose trained on the luscious scent as he hunted his prey. Walking down the stairs, Greyback blinked a few times adjusting his sight to the darkness; because it was so near to his time, his vision was clear without the use of a light. Sniffing the air soundly, he closed his dark, beady eyes reveling in the sweetness, his top lip forming into a snarling grin.
"My, my, what big eyes you have, my pet," Greyback grinned peering into the cell as his claw-like hands wrapped around the metal bars. The frail girl within continued to stare back at him steadily, her misty blue eyes never leaving his though she could barely see him.
"I think you're stealing my line, sir," Luna replied calmly remembering the muggle fairytale her mother once read her. Though Greyback spoke Little Red Riding Hood's words, he held the look of a wolf getting ready to swallow a girl whole.
"Why don't you come out and play, little girl," Greyback smiled hungrily. "Wouldn't you love to feel the sun on your pretty skin?"
"If I am to have an option, I'd rather stay here," Luna said in a sigh.
"Pity I'm not giving you one, girly," Greyback growled waving his wand over the cell unlocking the metal and reaching his hand in to grab Luna from the floor.
Luna was still weak from two nights before when Draco had sent the birds to attack her upon her request. However, her lack of severe cuts had not escaped her notice. She knew Draco had healed her deepest wounds putting himself in considerable danger due to the role he was meant to play. Luna couldn't help but worry as to the reason she had not seen him in the past two nights. Their meals were shoved under the cell in the corner nearest the stairs; she had never seen as much as a hand push the metal tray under. As Greyback hauled her gangly form from the cell, Luna feared the worst: Draco had been discovered. Her eyes filled with tears for the fate he could possibly be facing if he hadn't already.
Fenrir Greyback stopped just as they stood before the staircase. He leaned down, placing his nose beside Luna's ear inhaling deeply as a rumbling growl escaped his lips. She smelled delicious, like apples and honeysuckles beneath a layer of dirt and blood. Saliva pooled in his mouth as the thought of sinking his teeth into her supple flesh; his only wish is that she was a bit fuller figured. However, he would take what was available. Unfortunately for Luna, Greyback very much enjoyed playing with his food.
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The Moon Girl | Druna
FanfictionTrapped in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor, Luna Lovegood makes an impression on the troubled heir of the Malfoy legacy. She shows him kindness and hope one floor beneath scenes of terror and death; she shows him light in a place with only shadows. Whe...