Mischief Managed (George Weasley-Love Story Book 2)

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 6
K's POV:

I vamp out as I land with a thud and a moan of pain as I tumble out of the fireplace at headquarters. I hear voices in the kitchen again which means that I didn't miss the meeting yet so that's good. I force myself to stand up, my entire right side on fire as I do and I find myself hoping I didn't bust the wounds back open. I don't really have time for that, nor do I have any blood on me for that which would mean waiting until I got back home.

I finally make it to the kitchen and see that the voices belong to Sirius, a very large intimidating black man, Mrs. Weasley, and I feel my blood freeze as the smell that I smelled the other night fills my nose. The second man sitting next to Sirius is a werewolf, his blood smells like chocolate but it also gives off that same sour smell.

I hear Mrs. Weasley and Sirius say something in greeting or surprise maybe as they see me in the doorway, but I don't comprehend their words. All I can comprehend is my anger and the thought that there is a wolf sitting near my boyfriend's mum and my friend's godfather. I find myself hissing at the werewolf as I pull my wand out. I see everyone respond almost immediately, pulling out their own wands.

"What is he doing here!?!"

"Who Remus?" (S)

"YES. The only werewolf in the room!"

"Wow, well considering what you are can you really be prejudice against him?" (S)

"YES I CAN. What pack do you belong to?"

"I'm afraid you've been misinformed about me Katherine." (Remus)

"That doesn't answer the question!"

"Whose pack do you think I'm in?"

"Are you in Greyback's? If so, I will kill you tonight."

The room is deadly quiet for a moment and then Sirius starts laughing like a maniac and even the werewolf, Remus was it, cracks a small smile. My wand arm falters slightly as Sirius keeps laughing but I don't know why.

"What's so funny?"

"I'm not in a pack Katherine and as far as Greyback goes, he was the one that infected me when I was a boy. I would no sooner join his pack as become a Death Eater."

"Prove it."

"How would you like me to?"

"Let me enter your mind."

"Alright, if that's what it takes for everyone to put their wands away."

I give a sharp nod before sliding my wand into its holster at my side and enter his mind. His mind is more tormented than my own with his self-loathing. I look for memories with Greyback and soon find a whole web of them. I start from the beginning and see him bitten as child, then watch years of painful transformations with each full moon, each time him cursing Greyback for biting him on purpose. After just a few more seconds, I leave his mind as quickly as I can and find that both he and I are on our knees.

He's breathing heavily and I'm crying from the aftershock of the pain in those memories. I wipe the few tears in my eyes away quickly before I stand up and walk over to him and extend my hand as he starts to stand up. He gives me a small smile as I look at him again. His eyes, a soft brown, show years of pain and self-loathing when he shouldn't feel any of that at all. It wasn't his fault at all and I'm hit with the guilt of what I just accused him of being, the very thing he fears he is. The very thing I still fear myself to be, a monster.

"I-I'm so sorry for reacting that way it's just.....a few days ago, during the full moon, I was hunting with friends and two werewolves who were on their way to join Greyback killed a woman and then attacked us. He already has so many in his pack I couldn't stand the thought that you were in his pack and this close to my loved ones. Forgive me please."

"It's already in the past Katherine. Now for formal introductions. I'm Remus J. Lupin and you are......you're bleeding."

"Am I?"

"How did that happen?" (S)

"Didn't see the second wolf as it lunged at me, it got a few good scratches before my friends pulled it off me."

I look down at my side and see that my cloak is indeed glistening with blood. I realize that with the travel and then the added tension I put my muscles through a few moments ago I seem to have busted my side open again. I take off my cloak and robe and raise my t-shirt to look at the wounds and I hear Mrs. Weasley and the men all take a sharp breath. I watch as Mrs. Weasley grabs a cloth and a bottle of something as I look back at the others trying to lighten the mood.

"On the bright side, those two werewolves won't be making it to Greyback any time soon."

"Why's that?" (Remus)

"I don't think the dead travel much."

I hear Sirius give out a grim chuckle and say something in reply. And just as I feel myself start to sway some he and Remus reach out and catch me. I feel my mind blank for what seems like minutes but is probably only seconds. The moment my mind turns back on I see Mrs. Weasley pour Dittany over the wounds on my side before pulling my sleeve up and seeing the wounds on my arm. She starts dabbing Dittany on those as well and I can't help but hiss in pain again as she does.

I know that my wounds won't properly heal until I have blood, but I'm not about to tell my boyfriend's mum that as she wraps bandages around the wounds. After a few minutes I feel a bit better as I lay on the couch, though I'm not quite sure how I got there. I spot Mrs. Weasley in front of me muttering about how allowing children in the order was insane, but I don't pay it much attention. I just have to know how George is doing.

"H-how's George?"

"He's fine dear, we all are. They'll be coming to stay here in another week or two."

I feel myself nod at her as I sit up slowly before standing, holding onto my side tightly as I do. I notice the other three men missing and Mrs. Weasley walks with me to the meeting room before sitting next to Mr. Weasley who is talking to Bill and Charlie.