Greyback

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Chapter 34

Greyback

Fenrir Greyback, the notorious and ruthless werewolf, stood in my office not ten feet from me. I discreetly tried to pinch myself just to make sure I hadn't fallen asleep while grading. Or, better yet, perhaps I was still back in my quarters asleep and I would soon wake to find Remus lying beside me, or just coming to bed after patrol. Oh how I wished for either scenario, but neither were true.

Greyback was in my office.

I could see his nostrils flare as he sniffed the air. It was with great horror that I realized he could smell Remus on me. And I was nauseated when I realized I could smell him on Remus; that was why it seemed so familiar at first. I could feel my stomach churning violently as my dinner threatened to resurface. Had it not been for Leo's protective instincts kicking in and creating a keen awareness of my surroundings, I'm not sure I would have held it together the way I did.

We were locked in a stare down as I assessed my options for an escape. He was blocking the exit to the corridor, so that way was out. The entrance to the classroom was about halfway between us. I could make a run for it though there, but I'd have to traverse a maze of desks and chairs in the dark. Or there was my library behind me. It was easily assessable, but small with no way to escape and a door that was far too capable of being knocked down by a raging lunatic.

I suppose the only real option was the classroom. I knew I couldn't simply run for it; he was bigger, stronger, and in my current state of thirty weeks pregnant, he was faster. I eyed the two book cases that stood on either side of him. As much as I hated the idea of potentially ruining what was on them, I knew it was either them or me.

He started to move towards me, and I flicked my wand bringing both cases toppling down on top of him. I could hear him growl viciously as he shoved the shelves aside. Meanwhile, I ducked into the classroom. He was right behind me. I flung chairs and desks his way, in part to slow him down and I was hoping the noise would draw the attention of someone on patrol. From the noises emanating from the corridor, however, it seemed those on patrol had their own problems to deal with.

I had just reached the door when he grabbed the back of my robe. I scrambled for the clasp as it tightened around my neck. I began choking and gasping for air before I finally released it. The force of my sudden freedom sent me stumbling into the wall before me. I threw my arms out to catch myself, but my wrist bent in a way it shouldn't and my arm buckled. My stomach caught me instead. I knew Greyback was still pursuing me; I could sense him getting ready to strike but this time I had no escape.

"NOOO!"

Suddenly there was a pair of hands on my shoulders and a body pressed against my back. I knew at once it wasn't Greyback because whoever it was they were shielding my from Greyback's attack. I could hear his claw-like hand come down, but instead of tearing through my clothes they tore through those of my shield. Still, I was slammed forward by the force, and my head bounced off the cold stone.

My dalliance with the wall was only temporary; I was quickly pulled back and pushed aside. I spun in time to see Bill fighting off Greyback. After pushing him back with a series of wand strikes, Bill turned to me.

"Go! Get out of here!" he said before he had to turn back to the fight. Greyback was coming for more.

I didn't leave. I couldn't. I looked around, frozen by the scene before me. There was fighting everywhere. It wasn't just Greyback in the castle; there were Death Eaters too. How did they even get in? I caught sight of Remus fighting a Carrow in the distance and I wanted to go to him. I was pulled back once more.

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