Luperca

Arriving

With a soft pop the Grangers and young Metamorphmagus appeared in front of the Tonks cottage... 

In an instant, the warning sounds of the wards being broken clanged heavily in the night. 

Faster than the muggles knew what was happening the two young witches had thrown a pair of strong Protegos surrounding the small group.  The shimmering orbs were met with a seamless series of colorful explosions that moved the huddled group a few meters with each hit. 

Tonks had begun yelling all manner of colorful curse words as she began sweating with the exertion it took to hold up the protective charm.  Her attention was broken for an instant, but that's all that was needed to knock her on her bum and hit the side of her head on the rocks below, blood seeping from the new head wound cursing even more as she laid on the ground. 

Their bushy headed daughter began shaking in unchecked anger as she took several steps backwards out of the magical protection.  Before their widening eyes, her familiar form began shimmering.  Her bones began breaking and reforming, clothes began shredding, her skin transforming from her human form to an impressive and slightly unnervingly ferocious huge wolf.  She jumped her huge frame in front of all of her precious family.  The huge werewolf stood tall on two hind legs, arms and chest puffed proudly, growling loudly...

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When a knock had come to their door upon Hermione's 11th birthday, the dentist had thought it to be another door to door salesman or possibly some religious group.  However, upon opening their door they had been surprised to see an odd sort of middle aged woman with a tight bun, some kind of emerald tartan patterned cloak and an odd hat with a kind tight smile. 

The Scottish witch they had come to find out was the venerable Deputy Headmistress and Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.  Minerva McGonagall had informed the Grangers that the numerous rather curious and unexplained things that had been happening with increasing frequency around their young one, indeed had an explanation.  It took much convincing, but the unexpected shift from imposing professor to a silver tabby cat had finally convinced the muggles beyond a shadow of a doubt that magic truly was a thing of fact, not purely from the imagination of fiction writers.

Their daughter had flourished at the magical boarding school, where she had always felt stifled at her previous muggle school public education.  Hermione blossomed before their eyes, turning into the bright and strong young woman before them.  Though they missed having their daughter around daily, they had seen what good the magical school had done for their only child.

The previous year they had slowly noticed some not only emotional changes,  but also physical changes only parents would notice.  This is why when the tall, muscular and bushy headed brunette had told her muggle parents at the dinner that night that she had become a werewolf they had seemingly easily accepted it.  They had even made a joke about her messing about on the carpet.  The joke received a laughing sob in relief from their baby girl.

However...

... to see it in action...

'Bloody hell'  Wendell swore almost unconsciously. Jean's eyes widened at her husband's comment, and in any other situation she would have raised an eyebrow at her usually reserved husband's outburst.  This situation had warranted such a reaction, she too was distracted and amazed at her daughter.

'She truly is a remarkable young woman isn't she?' Jean said into her husbands shoulder, in awe of the large wolf in front of them protecting them and her daughters' mate from God knows what was attacking them.

Wendell had become struck with silent awe and just squeezed his beloved in the only response he could muster.

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A volley of muffled shouting/growling was heard beyond the protective barrier from both wizard and magical beast. 

Tonks also chimed in 'you stupid gits, its me mum!!!  Drop the wards, or by Merlin I'm not having any grand puppies for you to cuddle!' 

The huge wolf stopped growling for a moment, eyes wide as saucers, ears perked up, and nervously dancing between the dust cloud now clearing in front of them and her now standing mate.

As the dust cloud cleared a form began appearing, a feminine shape with wild, riotous hair began to step forward.

'Nymphadora!   How many times have I told you!  OWL FIRST!!!  Last we heard you were bringing them next week, NEXT WEEK DORA!!'

Unconsciously changing her hair to a soft brown color with loose curls she hung her head, mumbling a quiet apology.

The elder witch had crossed her arms, and raised a single eyebrow at the Metamorphmagus.  Tapping her foot in a -well?—fashion.

Tonks cleared her throat and spoke into her mate's furry side, 'ahem...ahhh well you see work was distracting l, and I...ahhh...'

'Oh sod it!  I'm know you have been more concerned with shagging your puppy's brains out, but that doesn't mean you get to neglect telling your own mum when her guests were to arrive!  To think a child in the most Noble and Ancient house of Black could be so thoughtless...' Andy mumbled something more about her mother rolling around in her grave, before she stopped her forward motion and looked up at the wolf.  'Well?!!!  We can't very well have you shedding on the carpet dear, Dora be a dear and get your mate to change back and introduce me to her parents!'

The Metamorphmagus had begun slowly stroking her mate's lower back in a calming manner.  Tonks whispered calming nonsensical words into her mate's back, arms sneaking around a shrinking wolf.  Less than a minute later a now fully human...ahem...naked woman emerged.  Her eyes closed leaning back on her sexy now magenta haired dirty trench coat wearing mate. 

As the seconds passed the innocent touches began roaming the naked flesh, almost in a trance, pheromones being released as the seconds passed by.  The she-wolf released a low moan/growl with the steadily lower moving hands, hips jerking as...

'Ahem!'  Wendell loudly coughed

Both younger witches froze, eyes nearly bugging out of their heads.

'Please don't tell me I'm naked, with you touching me in front of my parents.' Hermione said while her eyes had quickly shut tightly.

'...ok I won't tell you then?...'. Tonks said into her neck, trying to stifle her laughter.

'Correction both parents!'  Andromeda chimed in happily.  'While I know my daughter appreciates your perky knockers and bum, perhaps you should take my outer robes before introductions, hmmm?' 

Hermione blanched, and hurriedly put on the robes now nervously laughing.  This was going to be a long summer...