Forsaken Bite (HP Fanfiction)

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Remus Pov 

Remus was walking all over the castle in search of Hermione, who seemed to have vanished in thin air, to see if she may have changed her mind about the potion. He was halfway down the hall when he spotted Scabior scurrying down the hallway like a predator on the prowl, drinking his fire whiskey from his flask. Even though Remus did not want to talk with Scabior, he was probably the closest thing to help him find Hermione. Slowly, he walked over to Scabior before forcing himself to talk. 

"Scabior, do you know where Hermione is?" Remus asked him. Scabior narrowed his eyes after placing his flask into his pocket. 

"What the bloody hell do you think I'm doing? I sent her off to Fenrir to get her away from that horny hound-dog Draco, now I can't find her. Boy that bloody priss tried to put his paws on Hermione." Scabior growled at Remus. Remus shook his head. 

"Well do you know where Fenrir is?" Remus questioned him. Scabior shrugged his shoulders. 

"I thought he was in our room, but was told that Narcissa and Bellatrix came to ask about Draco." Scabior explained. Remus's eyes widened before he shook his head. 

"Did it ever dawn on your brain that she might ran into them? Where would they go?" Remus asked him. Scabior pushed back his wild mane from his face before turning around where he was coming from. 

"In the parlor." Scabior answered while Remus began to drag him down the hall to make sure Hermione was okay. 

Hermione pov 

Hermione struggled to remove Fenrir's hand from her lips to let her scream out for help as she kept feeling Fenrir's teeth dig deeper within her shoulder. She also could feel his body start to tense up, his lower region pressing harder against her rear. Hermione could feel tears start to drip down her cheeks. It felt like hours before he removed his teeth from her shoulders. 

She began to sob in his hand while she felt Fenrir's tongue run over the wound. Fenrir paused his licking then flung Hermione on her back before returning his tongue on the wound. He spread her legs so he was between them and was laying on top of her. Hermione felt her body gave way when he leaned his upper body from hers. 

"Hermione, I hope you understand why I did what I did. I can't allow the other pack members to think they can talk back to me, which includes you." Fenrir told her, pushing back some of her hair from her face. Hermione couldn't bring herself to speak to him after what he did to her. She felt herself freeze up, almost like she had lost the ability to even move and speak. All she could find herself doing was stare at Fenrir, who gaze over her like the predator he was. She felt Fenrir's hot breath brush against her face before he spoke again. 

"Come here," he whispered before lowering his head and began to lightly kiss Hermione's neck. Hermione only let out little whimpers as he nudged her head against his own. Hermione lightly pressed her hands against Fenrir's chest, trying to push him off of her. Fenrir pushed her arms away and against the floorboard. 

"Don't be like that, mate. You know I wouldn't hurt you for any other reason." Fenrir spoke against her bruised skin, continuing with his kisses. She could feel Fenrir rubbing his hands running up and down her sides while rubbing his pelvis against her womanhood. Hermione could tell that Fenrir was trying to provoke her wolf side in order to have sex, but it wasn't waking up. Hermione kept quiet, which was unlike her. 

She usually would have wanted to scream and beat him with her fists against his chest. But she was still shocked by not only the slap, but him slamming her against the floor then biting deep within her skin. What even bothered her the most was the fact he was acting like it was okay to treat her like this. It scared her when it clicked on her that this could be an every day behavior since she was not afraid to speak her mind to things, which would probably make this an everyday habit for her till finally she was nothing more than a mindless puppet, who listened to its master blindly. 

It was then Hermione decided what needed to be done. 

"I do not think I want the pack life." Hermione mumbled into his ears.