Forsaken Bite (HP Fanfiction)

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A/n some sexual parts in this chapter. You have been warned. 

Hermione pov 

Hermione stepped out of the shower, drying herself off while she left Fenrir to finish off with his own bathing. Hermione walked into her room and was rubbing her hair with the towel when the door swung opened. On response, she shrieked while covering herself with towel. Suddenly the room was filled with laughter. 

"I think that's kind of pointless. I've already seen all of that beauty, love." She gazed up to see Scabior staring her down. She could feel her cheeks warm up as she stood up to finish drying herself. As she was drying herself, she could feel Scabior pressing himself against her body. She lightly nipped at her lower lip while one of his arms crawled around her waist, his fingers brushing the side of her waist gently.  

"Do you want a drink?" He asked her before lifting up a flask to her, the top already unscrewed. Hermione nodded as she wrapped her lips around the top before tilting the flask up. She felt the burning running down her throat, which caused her to quickly remove it from her mouth and cough. 

"Is this Fire Whiskey?" She asked, her voice growing high squeak, coughing a bit from the burning feeling rushing down her throat. Scabior chuckled as he took the flask away. 

"Sorry about that. I should have warned you." He told her before taking a drink from his flask, his free hand rubbing up and down her sides. Hermione giggled while she tried to get her clothes on, but Scabior made it difficult because he kept rubbing his hands on her body while he rubbed his pelvis against her rear. Hermione was lucky enough to get a pair of knickers, a bra and loose shirt on, but even then Scabior tried to pull them off. She chuckled while lightly slapping at him and crawling around the room to get away. 

Scabior then pulled her against his body as he pressed her up against the wall and began sucking on the crook of her neck. Hermione moaned while rubbing her lower region against his front. Hermione felt herself slightly embarrassed with her sudden being okay with all of this sexual touching. 

Before any of this werewolf business, if any boy were to try to lay a hand on her like Scabior was doing right now, she would have punched him out. Now she was allowing this man to run his hands everywhere he wanted without feeling any desire to punch him. Her hands slowly climbed up his chest before she began to play with the tips of his hair. The moment was shattered when a voice spoke up. 

"What are you two doing?" Hermione turned her head to see Fenrir walking in with only a towel barely wrapped around his waist. She blushed as she stared at every inch of his exposed flesh. She also blushed from her mind thinking of dirty things like wanting Fenrir joining in on the touching of her like Scabior was.  Scabior kept placing kisses on her neck, but proceeded to say after everyone. 

"What... *kiss* does... *kiss*.... it... *kiss*... look *kiss* like?" Scabior whispered before sucking Hermione's jawline. Fenrir walked over to Hermione and Scabior before he picked her up like she weighed nothing and then set her on the bed. Fenrir kissed her forehead before going back to his dresser to pull out some clothes for himself. Hermione pushed herself off of the bed before walking over to the dresser to grab a pair of pants. She was slipping into them when the door swung open to reveal Remus. 

"Alpha may I... Oh so sorry Hermione!" Remus whined before slamming his hand over his eyes. Now she felt like the Old Hermione as she ran right behind Fenrir to cover herself up to finish dressing, feeling her cheeks warm up a bit. Scabior moved over to her covering her from the side while he went messing with her hair and slipping a kiss on her cheeks here and there. She could hear Fenrir growled while he rolled his eyes. 

"What do you want Pup?"  Fenrir asked Remus before returning to get clothes on. Remus, after making sure she was getting dress, proceeded to talk what he wanted to talk about. 

"I was wanting to ask if you knew what you are planning on doing for tonight since it's a full moon with Harry and Ron? Since they are not werewolves, I wanted to make sure they will be fine." Remus asked him. Hermione felt her heart jump. She didn't realize that the full moon was now tonight. It seemed like time had just flown back all of a sudden. Fenrir rolled his shoulders a bit, trying to get a muscle to stop being tensed. 

"We will have them placed in the cellar. Safest place here." Fenrir explained to Remus, "They may not like it, but it's either that or get ripped to shreds." 

Hermione nodded her head that she understood that the cellar was the safest place. She had gotten a glimpse of the cellar when she was walking with Marie to get breakfast. There was a huge iron door that separated the outside world from the cellar. Remus nodded his head that he understood the situation. 

"How about Hermione and Draco? Who is going to help them through it?  What do you plan on dealing with Draco, who is badly injured might I add." Remus asked him, putting a little too much emphasis on Draco being injured. Hermione focused her attention on brushing her hair and not on the conversion. 

"Pull through it like any other full moon. Werewolves heal fast... unless they take that dreadful potion." Fenrir shot at Remus while putting on his pair of tight fitting jeans. Remus rubbed the back of his head.

"If they want, they can borrow some of my potion to deal..." Remus started when Scabior cut him off with his laughter. 

"No one in their right minds would use that silly potion. It's toxic, pup. You should know yourself. Besides, when you're in this house, that potion is banned." Scabior pointed out by moving his fingers around his face. Remus faked a laughed before turning his head towards Hermione. 

"If you want Hermione, you can use it if you want to." Remus stated to her. Hermione shook her head. 

"I actually do not want it. Thank you, though." Hermione claimed to him with a light smile. Remus nodded that he understood, but she could feel that Remus did not like the idea of her not taking the potion, before he bowed his head to Fenrir and walked out.