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"When word got around that I was born, imeaditly the ministry wanted to see it for them selves. Have a freak show, of their own. Manipulate me however they wanted. They sent out orahs to capture me, and when my dad died, I didnt know how to hide. I didnt know no to talk to anyone who offers food even if your starving. I was captured a year after he died. I was deemed feral, and wild. They kept me in a waiting cell for 6 months like they would a criminal. When they finally hold a trial, I was 7 with no parents or money I had no defense or say, in my future. I had already mauled sevral orahs while i was there and had made tons of escape attempts, no one wanted to have to deal with anyothers who would be even a fraction like me. So  it was decided that i was never to have children, or lord forbidd even kiss a boy. They jinxed me, sterilized me. Being a half breed I'm not under the  protection of the wizard laws, or the conservation of magical creatures ones. they could do anything they want to me at anytime. Infact they were going to lock me up in azkaban for the mere fact that I exist. It was Dumbledoor who said he would take me in, invite me into the lupin program." She smiled, a fake smile. One with teeth when you didnt want accept the truth of a statement that just came out of your mouth. One when your facade is fading, and the lies you tell your self have stopped working. Tears filled her eyes. " I killed a boy Seamus."
And with that she got up and walked away. Out into the woods, not towards the tree house and not towards the castle. She wasn't sure where or why but she was going.
Leaving Seamus alone, not really knowing what had just happened.

Hermione and harry returned to the clubhouse after a long walk. Only draco seemed to be home, and he could be heard groaning throughout the entire woods.
" what's wrong with him?" Harry said rubbing the back of his neck.
" tummy ache. That's what this is for." She said holding up the brown bag. Harry shrugged and walked away to watch the television.
Hermione rushed to Draco's room, and slammed his door shut it had been left open, letting the groans escape. He was completey out of it, he was trapped in his own mind. It would only be an hour or so before he transformed. She took the bottle out of the bag, the deep blue liquid smelled like lilac incense. She forced his mouth open and pored it down his throat. The thick liquid coated his tounge turning it blue. His groans stopped and his tense body relaxed. She rubbed his forehead and kissed it. His pale eye opened, he looked to her.
" granger? I I I'm sorry." He reached up to her and put his hand on her cheek.
"No im sorry, theess transformation have to be rough for you, I know its the pain talking, But shouldn't let my immatureity speak. Now get some rest." She stood up and his eyes closed.
" the label says you are going to be in. Coma like sleep for the next 12 hours." She whispered to herself thumbing the label over. Taking her wand out her boot she began to work, She pushed the dresser and tables into the wall. The pretty wallpaper turned to a hard silver steal, the chandelier collapsed it self into a single gem, in which Hermione placed in her pocket. The carpet turned to tile. And his fluffy conapy bed hardened into a surgerions table, restraints reached around his arms, and legs. There was no way he could escape, or just anyone. He couldn't even hurt himself. Hermione nodded he head and walked out the door, the wooden pleasant door, became iron and sound proof as she closed it. She turned the many locks, closed the small and only window. It was pitch black in that room, which Hermione could imagine being completely terrifying to wake up too so she told her self that she would return before he awoke, She went to be with harry in the sitting room.

A few hours later Seamus arrived, the sun was going down, and the full moon was soon to come up.
" and where have you been?" Hermione said angrily using her arms.
" out." He replied.
" alright, pyra seems to be rubbing off on you. And not in a good way, speaking of which where is she?" Hermione said taking her head off Harry's shoulder.
" how should I know?" He walked in and went straight to the kitchen he ripped open a box of noodles and possessed the pots pans, and the oven to cook it for him. He stomped off to his room little sparks floating behind him.
Hermione followed Seamus back down the hallway, she had never seen his room. Lightly she tapped him on the shoulder.
" hey I know its more of pyra thing but did she ever teach you about wolfsbain. Iv read a lot about werewolves recently but i don't have as much knowledge as I'd like. She tends to know a lot about magical creatures, and you spend a lot of time together so.."  Hermione started to ramble. She looked around she had never been this far down the hallway, it was dark and the wood was turning to stone.
" pyra cured em remmber? There's no need to worry." He said brushing her off.
" but what if it didnt work Seamus, what if there's still some werewolf left. I mean he's been in a lot of pain today. That can't just be coincidence. " Hermione held Seamus shoulder, desperate.
"How much did you give ta em, and when?" He said.
" a whole vile, and around two hours ago." She said nervously plucking at her fingernail polish.
" and the moons coming up now?"
She nodded. "Well it should have been given ta him last night. He's still gonna go through, the transformation,just not a full one. Infact it will probably be more painful den usual, because he'll go rapidly from boy to beast, and vis  versa. If he goes through one at all. Did you prepare his room, and tie him down?" Seamus ran his fingers through his hair as he thought hard.
" yes." Hermione was full on anxious now.
" did you leave him anything to bite on, so he doesnt chew off his own tounge?" He said already knowing the answer.
" no. I didnt think about that. Its too late now." She said quitlty.
" yep. Well you could have pyra go in their when she gets back she could handle him in her dragon form." Seamus said turning his back to Hermione. 'If she ever does' he mumbled.

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