Forsaken Bite (HP Fanfiction)

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After what felt like hours of searching for the campsite, Hermione found the tent and rushed over towards it. Though she couldn't help but think about Scabior. She knew she should warn them that they were going to have to move somewhere different or else Scabior would have his pack onto them like there was no tomorrow. However, once she reached to the front door, Harry and Ron dashed out screaming off the top of their heads. 

"Where the bloody hell were you? You weren't in your bed and there was no note or anything! We were worried sick about you! We thought maybe you were snatched or something!" Ron screamed so loud a flock of birds went flying far up into the sky to get away from him. 

"I can't believe you even thought of going off in the middle of the night when there are Snatchers on the loose and on top of that, last night was a bloody full moon! Werewolves may have been out, Hermione! You could have been bitten!" Harry shouted at her. Hermione felt that deep part of her start to get extremely aggressive again. Who were they to judge and tell her what she needed to do or where she needed to be. Hermione had to gulp in attempt to silent the deep part of her before it got even more angry. 

"For your information, I went to get an herb to make a protection potion! I just got lost when coming back, so I found a hiding spot in order to sleep safely till dawn." Hermione told them. Harry ran his fingers through his hair, about to say something when his eyes landed on her shoulder. 

"Bloody hell you were bitten!" Harry yelled while pointing at her bite mark. Hermione went to cover it up, but it was no use. They seen it and they knew she was bitten. 

"So I got bit. But I will take the steps to make sure we are all safe." Hermione claimed starting to walk to the tent, "If you excuse me, I am going to go take a quick shower. I need to clean this dirt out of my hair." 

Hermione was about halfway to the tent when Ron roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her to face them. 

"Hermione, do you not realize that you are now not only a danger to us but yourself?" Ron asked her. Suddenly the deep part of her that she was trying to drown out was slowly surfacing. 

"Excuse me! I am doing the best I can for us!" Hermione growled. 

"You're not doing enough!" Harry screamed. Hermione's eyes widened as she slowly started to move towards him like a wolf to its prey. She could feel the deep part of her growing even more within herself to the point it was hard to swallow it down. 

"Not doing enough? Not doing enough! I am the one the got us out of danger multiple times! I save both of your asses millions of times! I am the one that uses potions and spells to keep us safe! What the hell have you idiots done might I add? Even on our second year, I helped you morons get to find what the hell lurked in the Chamber of Secrets!" Hermione barked, her teeth shooting every once in a while at him, desiring to rip open his throat. Hermione then shot up her hands and laughed. 

"You know what? Fine, you two think you can do better..." She dragged before turning around and running into the tent. Pulling out her wand, she waved it around, collecting her stuff till it was all in her bag. Grabbing hold of it, she turned around and stormed right out of the tent. 

"You two bloody hell take care of yourselves! Since you two think so highly of yourselves! It must mean I am useless! Goodbye! See you later! Good riddance to you both!" Hermione growled while vanishing into the woods as she heard the boys pleading for her to come back. Though part of her knew she should warn them about Scabior and there was a chance he would be coming after them, but another part stated to them that they'll figure it out on their own since they are so great, after all. While she was leaving, she refused to glance back even just once.