Revelation II-Lycantor

REVELATION II-LYCANTOR

CHAPTER TEN-DANGLING

I felt a mixture of emotions...fear...anger...grief and sadness.

Jenny wouldn't come within ten feet of me. Scott still talked to me because he thought Jenny was in some sort of stupor and depression over nearly drowning in the lake.

I was truly alone now. Annabelle said that there was nothing she could do for me since I lost the medallion. There would be a crescent moon the day after tomorrow.

But she still talked to me though and felt sympathetic toward me. She didn't act like Jenny had.

A few days later, Ginny came back to school feeling a bit better.

That was, until I told her what happened.

"You can't change!" she cried looking upset. "That would mean that I'm going to lose you and Harry!"

"I know," I said miserably. "If I become cruel toward you or kill anyone, promise me you will kill me first."

Ginny had tears in her eyes.

"I promise,"

That morning at breakfast, Jenny took one look at me and sat down the far end of the table.

I sighed.

Ginny sat across from me and we began eating.

"What's with her?" Ginny asked looking amused and yet annoyed.

"She said something weird to me before...that I was already dead," I muttered taking a bite of my pancake.

"Weird," Suddenly, Ginny's face lit up.

"Hey. I just realized something and I think you should've by now," Ginny said eagerly.

I looked at her confused for a moment.

"What happened to Jenny was the same thing that happened to you remember?"

Realization dawned on me.

"You're right! Why didn't I see it before?" I asked slapping my forehead.

"Because I think your mind has been on Harry," Ginny said softly.

I nodded.

It was totally weird though. How Jenny was exactly like me last semester...but then I began thinking...was it all real?

I mean, when the ghosts surrounded me, we were transported I guess you could say, back to the beginning of the year. Did that mean that I was supposed to have a second chance? And when the ghosts did that, something saved me?

I shook my head. This was a real nightmare. One I hoped that I would wake up from soon.

Ginny just studied me then returned to eating.

The bell rang, ending breakfast and we headed to our classes. Ginny went off to Care of Magical Creatures and I headed to Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Annabelle taught us more on werewolves and the one spell that might kill the werewolf. It was called the Terforcaz Charm. When performed correctly, and when it was aimed at the wolf's throat, it would cause the jugular vein to burst, causing the wolf to bleed to death. It was violent, but no other charm or magical spell would do the trick. Not even the Avada Kedavra spell.

There were 5 known cases where the Terforcaz spell worked. Two in Transylvania and two in the United States and one here in England.

It was our only chance that might stop Harry from creating an army of werewolves.

Just at the thought, I shivered. So far, there were only three infected. Three wolves were easy to deal with then 100 say.

I sighed. At least there were only three.

After DADA, Annabelle accompanied me to my other classes. Nevertheless, Professor Snape didn't object, which was a relief.

We went to our other classes and finally, it was dinner time. Annabelle and Ginny sat with me. Still relieved about there only being three people 'infected', I casually glanced over at the Slytherins.

But, there were 10 more students either with bandages on their arms, hands, necks or legs which were more visible on the girls.

Fear crept into my chest now. I nudged Annabelle and Ginny.

"Good grief! There's thirteen now 'infected'!" Annabelle cried.

"That's unbelievable," Ginny cried too.

"We've got to stop him now. Thirteen is basically a pack now!" Annabelle continued.

"But how? Do you think that the Terforcaz spell would work on thirteen wolves? We'd be out numbered!" Ginny said.

"Not if Professors Dumbledore, Snape and McGonagall got on our side. It would be thirteen against seven," I replied.

"I still say we'd be out numbered. The only way would be to get all the teachers to use it plus us," Annabelle replied. "You really shouldn't underestimate a Lycantor werewolf. They are more powerful than you think."

"I know that already," I said. "But we can't just stand by and watch Harry turn students into wolves for his army."

Annabelle sighed. "You're right. When can we do it?"

Ginny pulled out her pocket calendar. Annabelle and I exchanged looks.

"What? I always carry one around. Birthdays you know," Ginny said defensively.

Annabelle and I just grinned.

"It's okay. You've saved us time," I said.

Ginny grinned back and consulted the calendar.

Her face fell.

"There's a crescent moon tonight," she replied looking pale.

Annabelle and I exchanged nervous looks.

I could very well change tonight.

"I'm going to see if I can find that medallion for you," Ginny replied. "We will stop the transformation."

I smiled at her gratefully.

After dinner, Ginny had a few hours before the curfew was in effect.

Annabelle and I stayed in the common room nervously.

Around 11:09, I felt a sharp pain shoot across my abdomen. I cried out and doubled over.

"Hermione? Oh Ginny hurry up! Please find it!" Annabelle whispered scared.

After a few moments, the pain stopped.

"Are you okay?" Annabelle asked uncertainly.

"Yeah. I'm fine now," I said smiling at her.

Relief flooded over her face.

11:30 PM

Ginny returned looking upset and soaked. A heavy snow began falling outside. Thick blankets of snow now covered the ground. Frost clung to the branches of the Whomping Willow.

Bits of snow clung to her hair and robe on the shoulders. She shivered and pulled off her hooded cloak.

"Did you find it?" Annabelle asked eagerly.

"No," Ginny said miserably. "The clasp must've loosened while you were in the lake Hermione. It's not anywhere near the shoreline."

I sighed and buried my head into my hands.

What was I going to do now?

12:00 MIDNIGHT.

The pain returned. I cried out again. Ginny and Annabelle watched me nervously and worriedly.

I slid off the couch and landed on my hands and knees, staring at the carpet.

"Hermione?" Annabelle asked weakly.

I didn't answer. The pain was shooting up my entire body and it felt like it was on fire.

Thick, white fur began sprouting all over my body. My legs bent into haunches and my hands stretched into paws, but still looked human. Thick black nails grew out from where my fingernails and toenails should be and curled under like claws; My back lengthened and narrowed slightly; My chest expanded, straining the material of my robe and uniform. My ears grew and tapered into points; my nose and jaw slid forward into a snout. White canines and incisors slid down under violet lips. A long red tongue lolled out and rested between the bottom two canines. My eyes changed into a jaundice color. I shook my body and sent the torn halves of my uniform and robe flying.

GINNY.

Hermione's human form was gone. Now all that remained was a white wolf.

Annabelle and I jumped to our feet and she pushed me behind her protectively. She pulled out a knife with a titanium blade.

"What are you doing? This is Hermione!" I whispered.

"It's not Hermione anymore, Ginny. It's a monster and evil," Annabelle replied brandishing the knife in front of her.

The wolf turned and looked at us. The ears flicked back and forth but made no sign of aggression.

Even Annabelle started to hesitate.

"She's not making any aggressive moves toward us, Annabelle," I said. "I think she would've by now, no?"

Annabelle slowly lowered her knife.

"Yes. The first thing she would've done was snarl and start to walk toward us," Annabelle said.

All the wolf did was drop to all fours and then raise its head to the sky and sniff.

"What is she doing?" I asked still staying close to Annabelle incase the wolf did become aggressive.

"I don't know. She's sniffing for something," Annabelle said studying the wolf.

The wolf seemed to have found what it was looking for because it let out a low growl and looked back at us before it reached the portrait entrance.

"I think she wants us to follow her," Annabelle said amazed.

"Let's go!" I said eagerly.

"It might be dangerous and a trick," Annabelle said firmly.

"I don't think so," I said.

Annabelle sighed.

"Okay let's go,"

We followed the white wolf out of the Gryffindor common room and out into the corridor.

"WOLF!" the Fat Lady screamed immediately.

"Erm, no it's just my dog," Annabelle said quickly. "I forgot to tell Dumbledore about her."

The Fat Lady seemed to believe her and fell quiet again.

We continued to follow the white wolf down one corridor and up the staircase that led to the roof.

When we stepped out onto the roof, there was Harry, Crabbe, Goyle and the others standing there in wolf form.

Annabelle stopped short so that I ended up bumping into her.

"I told you it was a trap," she said angrily and frightened.

But to our amazement, the white wolf snarled and lunged for Harry.

"I told you I didn't think so," I replied back to her.

The white wolf laid back her ears and snarled at the other wolves. The one that was Harry...or at least I thought it was, stepped back and let the other wolves step forward and he kept his head low.

The white wolf then began fighting with the other wolves. She clamped her jaws around their throats and tugged. Miraculously, she wasn't wounded too badly. One of the wolves came toward us but Annabelle threw her knife at it. It was lodged between its eyes.

The wolf fell to its side dead.

The white wolf still had three more wolves to go. She was fighting with a russet colored wolf.

"We've got to help her," I said to Annabelle.

Annabelle looked at me.

"Helping a Lycantor? You've seen what it did to your friend Harry!" she hissed.

"But Hermione isn't like that! She would've killed us the minute she changed and she didn't," I argued.

Annabelle sighed.

"Very well,"

We pulled out our wands and aimed them at the remaining wolves.

"Terforcaz!" we yelled in unison.

Two jets of a bright turquoise shot out from the tips of our wands and hit two of the wolves. They stood for a moment, and then a large burst of blood escaped from their necks. They fell forward dead. The snow on the roof was now ruby colored.

"Terforcaz!" I yelled again at the third wolf.

It fell down beside the others dead.

It was just the gray wolf and the white wolf...Harry and Hermione.

Annabelle and I watched as the white wolf lunged for the gray wolf.

They began fighting.

Suddenly, the gray wolf grabbed a hold of the white wolf's throat and tossed it over the edge of the roof.

I screamed. The gray wolf was dangling the white wolf over the roof. The white wolf was snarling and it swiped at the gray wolf's face all four claws extended.

Four long deep scratch marks formed from the gray wolf's cheek across its snout and under the other eye.

I lunged forward to the gray wolf. It flicked back its ears and threw out a hairy arm to stop me. From the force, I was knocked backward into the snow on my back and was knocked out.

ANNABELLE.

Ginny was knocked out and lying on her back on the snow. The two wolves were still snarling and the white wolf swiped at the gray wolf again. But then, the gray wolf released its grip on the white wolf's throat.

"NOOO!" I cried.

The gray wolf dropped to all fours and to my surprise, bounded past me and back into the castle.

I ran to the edge of the roof. I looked down. The white wolf was lying on its side not moving.

Ginny began coming to.

She moaned and propped herself up onto her elbows.

"Come on!" I cried grabbing her arm and pulling her to her feet.

We ran down the stairs from the roof and out onto the grounds and around to the side of the castle where the wolf was lying.

It was letting out little whines. Ginny and I cautiously approached it.

"I think she's hurt," Ginny said as she crouched down beside one of its paw-like hands. The jaundice eyes were locked on Ginny and I.

I crouched down beside Ginny.

"She should be okay in the morning. Remember she has excellent metabolism," I replied.

Sure enough, the sun began rising. The wolf let out one last whine before everything started shrinking away until Hermione's human form was back to its original form.

Although she was naked. I quickly pulled off my robe and wrapped it around her.

"What happened?" Hermione asked as we began leading her back into the castle where it was warm.

"You changed and so did the others that were infected. They were on the roof. We killed them all," I replied.

"Even Harry?" Hermione asked.

"No. He got away," I replied irritably.

"I didn't hurt any of you did I?" Hermione asked scared.

"No. Actually, you led us up to the roof," Ginny said.

"Don't worry about Harry," Hermione said, something changing in her voice.

"Why not?" I asked.

Hermione had a smile on her face that sent chills down my spine.

"Let's just say, he's about become the endangered species here,"