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Fred and George x Triplet! Lycan! Reader [Part 2] *Platonic*

WARNING: Graphic gore

-Time skip-

<George's POV>

(Y/n) was asleep next to Fred's body. She was taking it even worse than I was. She was all I had left and I needed to protect her. Harry had gone to Voldemort wanting to keep us safe. That boy is wondrous in many ways. He doesn't want help but he doesn't understand we'd happily die for him. I'm sure Fred is honoured to have known him and fought side by side with him.

I kissed my younger sisters forehead when I noticed everyone heading outside and my other sister saying something but I couldn't make it out, but then I heard his voice.

"Harry Potter... is dead!" He yelled and his Death Eaters laughed. I joined my other two brothers and Hermione. The Dark Lord started going on about us joining him and if we didn't we'd die. Of course Malfoy went with them but I couldn't help but notice the look of fear and guilt on his face. He wasn't expecting any of this and clearly he wishes it never happened. In a way, I felt sorry for him.

"Anyone else?" The evil wizard asked. Neville stepped forward. Some students whimpered thinking he wanted to join Voldemort. "I must say I hoped for better... and who might you be?" He asked.

"Neville Longbottom," he replied, not looking at the dark wizard. He was holding the sorting hat for some reason but I ignored it. The Death Eaters laughed at his name. Neville flinched at their laughter but dismissed them.

"Well Neville, I think we might have some ro--," Voldemort was cut off by Neville.

"I'd like to say something," he said. At this point I noticed (Y/n) had appeared next to us. I saw anger in her eyes and they were... a gold colour? What was happening to her?

"And what is that?" Voldemort asked.

"It doesn't matter that Harry's gone-,"

"Stand down Neville," the Irishman, Seamus Finnigan said.

<(Y/n)'s POV>

"People die every day... Friends... family," I was standing next to George. Anger burning through me. I was going to do it. I was going to let the wolf out. "Yeah, we lost Harry tonight, but he's still with us, in here," he gestured to his heart. "And so is Fred," I inhaled deeply at his name. "Remus, Tonks. All of them. They didn't die in vain," he faced back to Voldemort who was grinning. "But you will, cuz your wrong. Because Harry's heart did beat for us. For all of us," he said unsheathing the Sword of Godric Gryffindor from the Sorting hat. "And it's not over," Neville finished. This was it. Time to release the Wolf.

A ferocious snarl erupted from my throat. My teeth growing long and sharp glistening with saliva. People were staring at me. My nails grew into curved claws and my skin became thick fur.

(Not exactly like this one but similar features)

I was more evil looking than Remus' Werewolf. More toned and muscular in some places like the arms and I was nothing compared to his height. I stood next to Neville, who seemed shocked at first but got back into a fighting stance. The Death Eaters gasped a little in fear. My curled up into a smirk. I made eye contact with Malfoy, fear in his but I knew he never wanted this, so I softened my look at him showing him I wouldn't hurt him. He seemed to understand as the fear dissipated from his eyes. Suddenly, Harry was moving, Hagrid dropped him but the raven haired boy got up and performed a spell toward the snake. It did nothing but Voldemort screamed in frustration sending curses toward the boy. I roared and leapt toward him. The dark wizard ducked and I landed among the now scattered Death Eaters. I bared my teeth as some of them got out their wands. I swiped at the closest one making him go flying into the school's wall. At this, they started disapperating themselves into the school.

"(Y/n) come on," I heard George say as he, Harry, Ron, Hermione and some others backed up into the school, blocking oncoming spells. I quickly ran in after them. George suddenly hugged my neck, saying,

"You did it, you did it (Y/n)," George whispered and I nuzzled my nose into his chest.

A Death Eater came to attack but I leapt on him, biting at his head till it was nothing but a bleeding, chewed up mess. I growled ferociously, my hackles standing up as I stood in front of my family and friends protectively. I then noticed Luna was struggling with a female Death Eater. I snarled before leaping on the cloaked witch and grabbed her ankle between my teeth. They punctured her flesh and she screamed in agony, I pulled her in to the darkness, where I tore off her right hand which was now just a bleeding stump and her right leg but it still hung onto the knee.

*Time skip cuz I'm lazy*

Finally, after about an hour the Dark Lord had been vanquished by the Boy Who Lived and most of the Death Eaters were dead. I was back in my human form and I was walking around, looking, hoping George was still alive. And he was. He hugged me and I hugged back.

"You know, even though we lost Fred... we'll still have each other. So don't grieve too much because I'll always, always be here for you, okay?" He said and I nodded.

<Fred's POV>

I watched as my younger brother and sister hug, I couldn't help but smile. I loved them both with all my heart and I felt bad for leaving them but I would always be there for them and I think they knew that to. I slowly drifted down toward them and joined in their hug.