The Corridors, Hogwarts...
Harry Potter had been convinced that Lupin had infected Snape with Lycanthropy, but he could not prove it. He and Ron had formed a plan to expose Snape as being a werewolf, the green eyed wizard had not known what Dumbledore would do about it. Still, it was better to be safe than sorry as far as Harry was concerned. The last thing he needed was his Potions Master trying to eat him at the full moon, it was hard enough not ending up as part of Lupin's diet. Snape being a werewolf held a lot of uncertainty especially with his unclear stance when it came to loyalty to Dumbledore and the light. Ron had decided to keep his distance needing to study and rest up for Quidditch practice.
Harry knew that telling Hermione would only result in her lecturing him about harassing a Professor. No. The green eyed wizard had been on his own and he knew that he needed to find proof of Snape being a werewolf for anyone to believe him given his history of always thinking the worst of the Potions Professor and coming out wrong.
Not this time.
This time he was determined to prove that Snape was a werewolf. Then Dumbledore and Hermione wouldn't be able to deny the man being a hazard as far as he was concerned. He might possibly get the greasy git released from Hogwarts. The numerous cheers and adulation would be better than when he got rid of Voldemort as a baby.
The-Boy-Who-Lived had waited outside Snape's office protected by his invisibility cloak. There he remained undetected hoping that his suspicions would at last prove right. It was the final night of the full moon and soon they would be headed home from Hogwarts for the summer. There would never be another perfect opportunity to catch the Potions Professor off guard like this one.
So Harry waited.
And waited.
And waited.
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Snape's Office, Slytherin Dungeons, Hogwarts...
The clock on the wall had been ticking at a steady pace. The sound was driving Snape crazy as he sat behind his desk with numerous rolls of parchment before him. The room had been stifling for some reason. Sweat poured off him in waves as the clock struck 8:00 pm. The Potions Master stood up stretching out his tall frame and made his way toward the door.
The images from yet another vivid dream involving him bedding Hermione Granger filled his mind once more. He shook them away desperate to clear his head now more than ever and exited his office. Hermione Granger had been a student. A young student at that not even of age to begin with. Snape had no idea why he had such powerful urges nor why they seemed to all involve the bushy haired Gryffindor.
As he stepped briskly through the corridor he had not taken notice of the shimmering thing that trailed behind him. The scent of jasmine filled his nostrils and he found himself wishing he had stayed in his office. The images came back but this time filling him with a pain he had no words to describe.
The Potions Master doubled over resting briefly against a nearby stone wall and attempted to catch his breath. His ears had been filled with a constant ringing followed by chanting. The white glow of the pale full moon that loomed above them in the black velvet sky had been seemingly beckoning to him.
The pain seized him almost immediately.
Harry Potter had not been far behind as he carefully tailed The Potions Master with the invisibility cloak keeping his identity a secret. It didn't take long before the green eyed wizard got the proof he was looking for when he saw Snape make a break for the Forbidden Forest. Harry continued to follow him as the monstrous ebony beast emerged from the pale prison of flesh that had been The Potions Professor's form.
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The Grounds, Hogwarts...
Snape collapsed onto the ground snarling and whimpering as he did. Were-Snape snorted and scrambled to his feet, his ebony fur and gray patches of skin illuminated by the moon's white glow. Harry continued to follow him unsure what to do as the ebony wolf howled at the moon. This was it. This was the proof that the young green eyed Gryffindor needed. Severus Snape was indeed a werewolf. As Harry reveled in his new found knowledge he didn't get to bask in it for long before Snape suddenly gripped him in his massive razor sharp claws.
A loud and predatory roar escaped Snape's throat and he eyed the shimmering mass with murderous intent. Harry had not known how Snape found him but he was seized by too much fear to do anything about it.
Hermione had been well on her way to Gryffindor tower. The search for Harry had been a long one and there had been no sign of Snape for hours. She had nearly given up when she heard the screams coming from the grounds. Immediately the young bushy haired witch took off toward the screams and the closer she got the more she had been able to recognize them as Harry's.
"Professor No!" shouted Hermione.
Beast Mind:
The scent of jasmine caught the wolf's attention. The female was here but where? A few sniffs and snorts later and she was upon them. Her amber eyes wide in terror. The scent of her fear had been back but once again it had not been for her own safety. She was fearful of what it could do to The Potter. The beast felt rage at her concern for The Potter. The Potter had been foolish enough to follow and it would be certain death for the foolish one.
Hermione walked cautiously up to Were-Snape. Just as before his full attention had been on her.
"Professor you have to put him down." she said not breaking eye contact.
The ebony werewolf snarled viciously.
"Professor please." said Hermione calmly. "For me...can you put Harry down?"
"Hermione Run!" shouted Harry gaining the ebony wolf's attention. "He's gone mental...he'll kill us all!"
Hermione did not take her eyes off Were-Snape.
"Quiet Harry!" she said still easing toward Snape. "Professor...please put Harry down...for me...put Harry down."
The ebony werewolf raged squeezing the small wizard in his lethal clawed grasp.
"Professor." said Hermione still inching forward.
She had been close enough for her out stretched hands to feel the heat of his fur covered flesh on his highly muscular abdomen. At the instant of her touch Were-Snape closed his eyes and his rage seemed to subside.
"Would you...would you like to take me somewhere?" she asked. "We...we could go to the forest."
Harry continued to struggle in Snape's grasp.
"Hermione please save yourself...he's a..." started the green eyed wizard.
At the instant of his voice the ebony wolf threw Harry down to the ground and leapt onto all fours before him. His snapping and snarling snout inches from The-Boy-Who-Lived's newly pale face.
"I said be quiet Harry Potter!" said Hermione annoyed. "Professor don't...!"
Harry screamed out in terror as Snape's thick wolfish saliva dripped onto the ground.
Snape had been about to tear off Harry's face when Hermione blocked his assault.
"Severus." she said in a stern tone.
The ebony wolf whirled on her. His speed beyond comprehension as he knocked the young bushy haired witch to the ground. Hermione's face had been covered with dirt and Snape's thick wolfish saliva had been dripping onto her but she dared not move as his massive form hovered above her. Taking a breath or two she managed to flex her fingers. She guessed that trapped within the grasp of this massive and unpredictable beast was a lot like how a mouse felt when her familiar Crookshanks got a hold of one.
Snape's ebony clad chest rose and fell with his rapid breaths. He opened his snout taking in her scent as if it intoxicated him. Harry made no more noise for fear of getting Hermione killed. He simply watched in amazement as Were-Snape towered above Hermione. A whimper came from him and he seemed desperate for contact rubbing his rather large head against her belly.
Hermione had run her fingers through his fur and it seemed to calm him.
"Severus." she said again.
Were-Snape continued to rub his large head against her whimpering.
"Okay." she said. "Will you join me in the forest?"
The ebony wolf lifted itself off the young witch and she got to her feet still cautiously. Harry stared in amazement as Hermione made her way toward the forbidden forest nudged by Snape in wolf form. When they disappeared The green eyed wizard scrambled to his feet and made his way toward Hogwarts. He was determined to get Dumbledore and do something about Were-Snape being on the loose.
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The Forbidden Forest...
Hermione had not been afraid as she entered the darkened forest with Were-Snape. They had been here before with the same results. He had been more inclined to protect her from any and all dangers the forest might present. They had not gotten far when Were-Snape sat down rolling onto his back looking up at the bushy haired witch.
It had been a relief when she had gotten him away from Harry. She was more than sure The Potions Professor would have killed him and the war with Voldemort would have been over before it got started.
Were-Snape curled around the young Gryffindor witch taking time to rub his massive head against her slender frame.
"Okay." she said petting him softly.
Snape continued to roll on his back like a rather untamed dog begging for affection.
"You...want me to scratch your belly?" asked Hermione not sure if she could ever get passed this strange moment.
Snape looked at her murderously but continued to lie on his back. Taking the hint once more, Hermione began scratching his overly muscular fur covered belly. He seemed to relish her touch and let out a low and contented growl.
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Later...
Hermione had not been surprised when Snape ran off and returned with yet another dead animal carcass. He had been chewing away as if he had not a care in the world and once again dropped the poor creature's heart at her feet. He watched her with dark and questioning eyes as she picked-up the organ at his insistence thought she refused to eat it.
"I suppose it could be used for potions ingredients." she said.
Were-Snape yawned and went back to consuming his kill.
More time passed before Hermione found herself wrapped in the wolfish embrace of a sleeping Severus Snape.
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The Next Morning...
A newly awoken Hermione Granger had been stunned to find that not only had Snape still been in wolf form but he had been mere inches away from Albus Dumbledore who seemed to be studying him. The ebony wolf snarled and growled at the Headmaster who's blue eyes simply twinkled pleasantly.
"Even in this form I will not negotiate with you Severus." said Dumbledore in a pleasant tone.
The ebony wolf snarled and snapped at the Headmaster.
Hermione scrambled to her feet and made her way over toward them filled with concern and absolute panic. She had not wanted Dumbledore to kill Snape and of course she had not wanted Snape to kill Dumbledore.
"Miss Granger would you kindly make your way toward me please." said the Headmaster.
Snape leapt toward the out of sorts girl, snarling at Dumbledore.
The Headmaster had been unaffected by the display.
"Miss Granger, if you please." he said evenly.
Hermione stepped toward the Headmaster and Snape was on her in an instant. Just as before she found herself at the mercy of the large ebony wolf.
"That's enough Severus!" demanded Dumbledore. "It's been a long morning let the girl get some rest."
Were-Snape licked Hermione's face and rubbed his rather large head against her belly.
"Severus!" said Dumbledore in a demanding tone.
In an instant the ebony wolf whirled around on him a series of growls and whimpers.
"Miss Granger is going back to Hogwarts and so are you." said Dumbledore.
Before Were-Snape could launch an attack Dumbledore whipped out his wand.
"Somnus!" he shouted.
Everything went dark for Snape.
Hermione had been relieved that Harry had been okay and that Dumbledore had managed to put Snape to sleep. She sank into her bed back in Gryffindor tower. Snape had really been about to kill Harry Potter. The bushy haired witch had hoped that she could get through to the Potions Master before anything bad happened and she seemed to have succeeded. Dumbledore proved to be correct when he first told her that Were-Snape preferred her company, although why she had no clue.