You Make Me Complete. You Make Me Completely Miserable.

there are always two sides to a coin

" night" harry said running his fingers threw his dark hair. Momentarily raveling his lighting bolt scar, Hermione forced a teethless smile.
" night harry." She said her head turning back towards the common room window. All others had gone to bed, Just something kept calling her out into the darkness. Something was nagging her to wonder, tugging on her heart to go forward. The feeling became so much that she quickly decided to go and break free. She went to the dorms grabbed her warmest cloak and scarf then searched for a way out. In the dim light out in the common room she could see Harry's broom polishing kit, He being the silly boy he was he had left it out in the open. She thought for a moment she had never been the best of flyers, But then again what couldn't she do.
I am a gryfindoor after all I should be brave. She thought as she straddled Harry's broom.
" go on then...fly." Hermione said tying back her frizzy brown hair. She kicked off the ground but nothing happened. " damn thing doesn't work."
And with that the broom sent Hermione out the window and speeding towards the woods. Her knuckled turned white she gripped so hard. Trying her very best to focus on not hitting the ground, she also tried to look for the tree house. Her chocolatey brown eyes narrowed, trying to separate the blurred dark figures in the trees. Suddenly the broom began to drop. Hermione gave a yelp as she hurrdeled towards the ground. She pulled up on the broom handle as hard as she could causing it to slow down a bit, but she still hit the dirt hard. Several pieces of straw on the end of Harry's broom were bent in all sorts of ways, like a paintbrush that had been used by a two year old. Its bristles were this way and that which wasn't at all arrow dynamic.
" I'll have to buy harry a new broom." Hermione said sitting alone in the center of the woods. " what in the world was I thinking, just come out to the woods at night, looking for what?" Hermione knew the answer to her own question, but she couldn't admit it to herself.  She picked up the damaged broom ready to take off back to the castle this had been a terrible decision on her behalf. She mumbled angrily to herself, as she attempted to straighten everything out . she was knocked down several times when the broom just sprang forward.
Crack a twig broke behind her. In panic Hermione whipped out her wand and jumped around to see the cause.
The sound of hooves tramping across the ground circled around her. As it got louder the hooves got faster and began to blend together into one thunderous noise.
Centaurs emerged from the woods. Big burly creatures carrying all sorts of weapons. The one closest to her had large scars across his chest, and a spiky main running up his head.  He snarled at Hermione. She jumped back cowardly. Quick on her feet though she tried her best to scamper up a near by tree. As she climbed the centaurs made neighs that sounded alot like laughter. The broom snapped under there hooves, it lay broken on the ground. Regaining her courage she gripped hard to a stone ready to throw.
Suddenly the centaurs stopped. Heads perked in the same direction. The large herd began backing slowly into the shadows. Hermione for a moment had the feeling of relief come over her. But then her mind began to run widely with what would be so dangerous that make centaurs flee? She began to shake.
That's when she saw a mass of fur prowling toward her. Crouched behind a tree. She was stricken with pure terror. Red eyes traced her every move.
The werewolf

            

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IT SEEMS THERE'S BEEN AN MIS UNDERSTANDING
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Hermione was scared, more scared then she had been in a very long time. But deep down in side she knew that she had to be brave after all she was a gryfindoor.
The werewolf revealed it self in the light.
To Hermione's surprise it had white fur, unlike proffeser lupins case where it was a dark brown.
She breathed hard as she clung to the bark of a tree.
Trying to blend in with the trees since werewolf eyesight wasn't the best.
The gigantic beast reared on its hind legs, staggering forward. It made a whimpering noise.
Hermione couldn't help but move her head to look at the creature. Her compassion over took her as she stepped slowly closer. Looking into its red eyes.
She saw something in those eyes she had seen many a time before. That look. That hair.
" draco?" She whispered. Falling back into the tree behind her.
Suddenly the softness in the red eyes snapped. The werewolf nashed its teeth and let out a bellowing howl. A claw struck Hermione's arm causing her writhe in pain. Sinking down to her knees, She was huddled there cornered by a werewolf.
She gave a piercing screech hoping pyra might hear her, or someone who could help her. Hermione clawed at her robes for her wand, the last resort she hated using spells on magical creatures but this was a matter of life and death.
Gapping jaws out reached toward her she kicked as hard as she could, making the beast fall backwards a bit.
" DRACO STOP THIS ISN'T YOU. GET A HOLD OF YOUR SELF." She yelled in the beast direction as she scrambled away, trying to escape. But the wolf didn't give up its pursuit.
She turned around to face it, hobbling around a huge gash was gushing blood down her leg.
" I didn't want to have to do this." She held her wand firmly. Hesitateing for a moment, she didn't even know who this werewolf was. But she knew that there was a person down there somewhere, and she wanted to find it. She desperately searched for softness to return to the great harry beast eyes. Nothing showed but sharp teeth and long claws.
" I'm so sorry.." She whispered. " STUPIFY " she screeched. Hermione's spell was so strong it even sent her flying back onto the ground.
The werewolf lay out cold on the forest floor, its white fur matted and covered in mud. It look much more peaceful now laying on the ground.
Hermione's first instinct was to sprint away, but she knew she couldn't just leave the Innocent creature here for the centaurs to eat, or auros to capture. She scurried up a near by tree, there was only one person she knew who could handle a creature without sending it to some prison or asylum.
" pppyyy..."
" you alright?"
Hermione was taken back. Pyra had suddenly appeared from out of the blue. Well from behind her at least. Just the instint after she started to call for her not even being able to complete her name she just arrived.
" can you aparate?" Hermione gasped. Pyra gave a ironic laugh.
" No, that would be stupid. You were just attacked by a werewolf and the first thing you ask me is how did I get here." She rolled her eyes which seemed to glow bright yellow under the light of the full moon.
She looked very tense, even though she was still cracking jokes it seemed like it was only to distract from the look of worry on her face, From what Hermione could tell at least.
Pyra went up to the werewolf slowly and studied it hard.
" is it the same one that attacked Seamus?" Hermione asked.
" what?" Pyra looked deeply confused."oh...yes..yes.. This is the one." She then began walking in circles around the werewolf as if debating what to do. She looked up at Hermione thinking very hard.
" you may come down now."
" oh..right " Hermione emabaresdly slid down the tall oak tree. A cold fall breeze blew past sending chills up there spines.
"uhhmm...well...ya know I'll just let this speak for its self. I had a feeling this would happen tonight." Pyra took out her wand that she rarely ever needed to use. " acio bag." An army green bag soon came racing into view landing sloppily at her bare feet. Hermione furrowed her brows in confusion. She was now very close to the sleeping beast.
Pyra causally took out a ginourmus robe, that was less like a robe then more of a very very large tattern shirt. It looked as if she had niked it from Hagrid, and smelled like it too. She placed the shirt over the beasts head and lifted it paws threw the giant holes in the side. Several long strand of white fur were left on pyras Slytherin jersey.
S

he then pulled out a potion bottle from her tote bag.
" wolfsbane." She said explaining to Hermione.
She then poured the dark liquid into the wolfs agape jaws. The wolfs limp body began to jerk to life. Pyra took several slow steps back. The Wolf's body spazed and contoured. Its huge body began to collapse it seemed as it shrunk down to human size. Its Long snout snapped up painfully into its face, it pushed up from the ground and landed still on its back. The two long ears turned pale and shrunk down to human size. long white hair retreated from all over its body.
" oh god..." Said Hermione falling back onto the tree putting her head in her knees refusing to look, anymore. In a mixture of disbelief and shock she began to sob into her legs.
The wolf had turned back into a boy, Not just any boy though . It was infact Draco Malfoy.