Revelation II-Lycantor

REVELATION II-LYCANTOR

CHAPTER ELEVEN-THE GHOST

We got Hermione back to the common room and in fresh, dry clothes.

She was shivering and we were afraid that she might've caught pneumonia.

"Go get Madam Pomfrey. Just tell her that Hermione was out taking a walk in the snow in just her uniform as she had forgotten her robe. Don't tell her the real reason," I said.

Annabelle nodded and left the common room.

Hermione was still shivering and hugging herself.

"What happened?" she asked her voice shaky from shivering.

"You changed and went up to the roof. Harry and the others were up there too. You killed a few of them but Harry got away," I said to her.

"Did I hurt you or Annabelle?" she asked immediately.

"No. You actually led us up to the roof," I said.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"But Harry is 'still out there' if you will," she replied. "How are we going to stop him?"

I looked at her.

"You said something before. 'Let's just say Harry is the endangered species here'. Don't you remember?" I asked tilting my head.

Hermione shook her head.

"Maybe that was just something I said after the transformation? I don't remember it. Maybe it was still some of the wolf in me I guess," Hermione replied.

"Maybe," I said uncertainly.

Annabelle returned shortly with Madam Pomfrey, Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape.

"Here. Drink this. It's a Lixes Potion to stop pneumonia," Madam Pomfrey replied handing Hermione a smoking goblet.

Hermione drank and about 30 minutes later, she stopped shivering.

"What happened Miss Granger?" Professor Dumbledore asked.

Hermione looked at Madam Pomfrey and then at Dumbledore.

"Right. Madam Pomfrey, could you please excuse us?" Professor Dumbledore asked.

"Sure," she said and left.

Once Madam Pomfrey was gone, Hermione turned her eyes back to Professor Dumbledore.

"I changed into a wolf," Hermione said swallowing. "That bite Harry gave me must've gave me the curse too."

Professor Snape and McGonagall exchanged looks.

"She changed and led us up to the roof. There were the others too," I said slowly.

"The others?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"The other werewolves," Annabelle added.

All three teachers exchanged looks this time.

"Hermione killed a few of them then she and I did," Annabelle said gesturing to me. "Harry dangled Hermione over the edge of the roof and dropped her. She scratched him though before she fell."

"My body aches though. But no real pain," Hermione replied.

HERMIONE.

My body felt like it had just battled the flu or worse. Ginny and Annabelle had helped fill in the teachers on the things that I am blank about.

"That's only natural after a transformation," Professor Dumbledore said. "Did you hurt Ginny or Annabelle?"

Annabelle and Ginny shook their heads.

"No,"

Professor Dumbledore scratched his chin. "That's odd. Most of the times when someone is bitten they are evil and will kill anyone and everyone. Lycantor's are known for this,"

"Professor Dumbledore? I read somewhere in a book where it depends on the persons heart to begin with. Like if the person is evil the wolf will be evil. If the person is pure, the wolf will be pure and fight the evilness," Annabelle said.

"That could very well be," Professor Dumbledore said nodding. "For now, when the moon rises, Miss Granger. We will chain you in the Room of Requirement just to play safe. Is that okay?"

I nodded. I would feel terrible if I hurt Ginny or Annabelle.

"What about Harry?" Ginny asked.

"I don't know what to do about him," Professor Dumbledore said. "He is obviously evil and why I don't know. Maybe it's the bit of Voldemort in him that's causing the evilness."

"That might very well be because he was never like this before evil with Voldemort's soul I guess inside him. Could the wolf have brought it out more?" Annabelle asked.

"I think so. All the same. Just be careful around him," Professor Dumbledore said. "Annabelle? Would you be up to traveling to the Cheviot Hills for that flower?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Annabelle nodded.

"Good. You will leave at the end of this week and take Ginny with you. The less people Harry has around him that is familiar the better. He won't be so quick to hurt people then if he can't find them,"

Annabelle and Ginny nodded.

"I think Hermione can handle herself," Professor Dumbledore said his blue eyes twinkling. "I am not so concerned about her if she swiped at Harry's face while she was a wolf."

I managed a small smile.

The teachers left.

Shortly, Ginny, Annabelle and I headed down to breakfast.

Harry was sitting with the Ravenclaws now.

"Is he still trying to start a war?" I asked amazed.

"I think so. The Ravenclaws are smart. They would make smart wolves and probably be able to out maneuver someone," Ginny replied.

"That is more than likely what he wants," Annabelle added.

I saw Ginny shiver.

"Gin? When is the next crescent moon?" I asked her.

Ginny consulted her calendar.

"Erm, next week I think. Crescent moons are more frequent than full moons. Full moons come only once a month. Crescents could be twice or once a week," Ginny replied.

"That's when you and I go to the Cheviot Hills for the Oliut flower," Annabelle replied.

"I know," Ginny said. "Will you be alright Hermione?" Ginny asked.

"Absolutely," I grinned. "I think I can take care of myself."

Ginny nodded.

The bell rang ending breakfast. Harry came over to us.

"So, you think you can defeat me?" he said, smiling evilly.

I narrowed my eyes and without realizing it, I was letting out a low warning growl in my throat.

"Maybe I could turn your friends over," Harry continued. "I'm sure they'd make great slaves."

I stepped in front of Annabelle and Ginny.

"You will do no such thing," I snarled. I sounded more wolfish right now. "Or I will kill you without any hesitation."

Harry smirked and then grabbed Ginny by her arm and violently jerked it backward. I heard the sickening 'crack'. Ginny screamed in pain and started to shrink to the floor while Harry held onto her arm.

Some of the students that had been leaving the Great Hall stopped and were watching apprehensively.

Even the teachers were watching.

I felt the anger boiling in me.

"Release her," I growled.

My voice had the wolf part to it.

ANNABELLE.

Hermione looked terrifying. Her eyes glowed jaundice and she took an attack position. Harry released Ginny by shoving her into me.

"Mark my words," Hermione snarled, but her words came out in low growls that sounded in-human. "I will destroy you if it's the last thing I do."

Harry just shrugged and then left the Great Hall.

Hermione turned to us. The jaundice color vanished from her eyes.

"Are you okay?" she asked Ginny nervously.

Ginny was crying.

"Let's get her to Madam Pomfrey," I said sighing. "I think she'd get tired of seeing us there no?"

"She doesn't ask questions," Hermione replied as she helped me with Ginny as we walked out of the Great Hall.

"He's getting worse," I said to her.

"I know, but don't worry. I will destroy him," Hermione said.

Luckily, Madam Pomfrey didn't ask questions.

She gave Ginny SkeleGro and it re-grew the bones in her arm in a day. She had stayed over night. We were taking her back to the common room. It was the afternoon after Hermione and I came from classes.

"SkeleGro was the same stuff that we gave Harry in our second year when the teacher removed the bones because he had no idea what he was doing," Hermione informed me.

"Professor Lockhart," Ginny snorted. "He was cute but had the IQ about spells other then the memory charm like a rock. Plus, he was a fraud."

"What happened?" I asked.

"He took the credit for other wizards' doings and wrote them in a book," Hermione replied.

"Good grief," I said shaking my head.

HERMIONE.

Annabelle seemed completely mystified by Lockhart. To tell you the truth, we still are.

We reached the common room and then rested before we had to head to Potions class.

I felt oddly wonderful. My body aches went away.

Ginny and Annabelle headed to class, but I told them that I wasn't feeling well and decided to stay behind in the common room. Ginny promised to tell Professor Snape.

I curled up on the couch and just closed my eyes for a bit. Before long, I had dozed off.

Around midnight, I felt an odd sensation roll over me. The room got extremely cold. So cold that I was shivering and when I opened my eyes, I could see my breath coming out in puffs of steam. I felt as if someone was watching me.

Feeling goose bumps on my arms, I looked around the common room and saw Ron standing by the portrait entrance.

"Ron? Is that you? What are you doing here?" I asked startled as I pulled my robe tighter around me.

"Hi Hermione," he replied. "Yes it's me, but I'm only here for a short while. I came to help you with Harry's situation."

"Are you a ghost?" I asked.

Oddly, he looked solid, but yet not solid. He had a strange white glow around him.

"I'm sort of a...guardian angel," he smiled.

He took several steps toward me and I took a few backward. I was a bit nervous.

"Relax," Ron said. "Sit. I have much to tell you."

I sat down on a chair while Ron sat down on the couch, but made no imprint on the cushion.

I folded my hands in my lap and kept my eyes on Ron.

"I was the one who put the book in the library. I knew you would head there and look up more information on werewolves as possible," Ron explained.

"That was you I saw in the shadows," I said as realization dawned on me.

Ron nodded.

"Yes. But there is more,"

I waited for him to begin. I didn't like his expression. I started getting more nervous.

"Well?" I asked wondering if I would like what more he had to say.

"Harry must be destroyed," Ron began.

"Well duh, we knew that already," I snorted.

"No. That's not it. He must be destroyed by Zanix," Ron said.

I looked at him.

"Zanix?" I asked tilting my head.

Ron's expression turned even more serious.

"You are Zanix,"

Okay, now I was completely mystified and confused.

"What is going on? What are you talking about?" I asked.

Ron sighed.

"Did you wonder why you haven't hurt anyone? Or acted protectively over Ginny and Annabelle? Didn't you find that a little weird that you haven't hurt someone?"

"Yeah. But I thought it was what Annabelle said about having a good heart," I said.

Ron shook his head.

"No. You are the good werewolf demon Zanix," Ron said. "Professor Solaris was the evil one named Lenxaz."

"What are you saying? That when Professor Solaris scratched Harry that transferred the demon to him? Okay fine. But he bit me. How come I haven't turned evil?" I asked.

"Because you wore that medal that Annabelle gave you. It wasn't to slow the transformation. It was to put the good werewolf demon into your soul to stop the evil one," Ron said. "The good demon was able to get into your soul before you lost it."

I dug the heels of my palms into my eyes. This was way too much to process.

"So you're saying I have to kill Harry?" I asked in a shaky voice.

"Yes. It is the only way," Ron said.

"No. That potion will stop it. I can't kill him myself," I said shaking my head.

"Then the war will begin. Lycantor's against humans. The humans will lose,"

With that, he vanished.

When Ginny and Annabelle returned, I grabbed Annabelle by her throat and banged her against the wall.

"Why didn't you tell me that the reason you gave me that medallion was so a good werewolf demon could enter my soul?" I snarled at her.

She had the look of shock on her face.

"How...?" she began.

"Ron told me. He appeared to me just before you two came in," I said. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Ginny was looking just as shocked and was looking from me to Annabelle.

"Because you were the chosen one," Annabelle wheezed. "You and only you can stop Harry, or Lenxaz."

"I will get the potion for him. I will not kill him!" I growled. "I have to save him!"

Annabelle was wheezing.

I released her and she fell to the floor gasping for breath.

"Then the war will begin and we will lose," Annabelle replied getting to her feet and rubbing her throat.

"Funny," I said. "That's exactly what Ron said before he vanished."

"You don't understand the seriousness here," Annabelle said. "If Harry recruits some more people, and turn them into wolves, it will basically be like a plague that will never stop. Lord Voldemort will look like a kitten compared to what will happen if those wolves live."

I started to head for the girls' dorm then turned around to face her briefly.

"I simply cannot kill my best friend. You will get the flower and the potion will be made. I will try and stop him from making more wolves, but I will not kill him. I agree he has to be stopped but there have to be other options,"

"There isn't," Annabelle said.

"There is if I say there is," I said before heading into the girls' dorm.