Revelation II-Lycantor

REVELATION II-LYCANTOR

CHAPTER THIRTEEN-FACE OFF

We hit Tonks' and then headed back to the castle.

We entered the castle. To our relief, it was normal inside. Everyone was at breakfast now.

Professor McGonagall was supposed to meet us in the vestibule just before entering the Great Hall.

She met us.

"You've got the flower!" she said excitedly. "And who's this?"

"This Rob Davis...Amy Davis' brother," Annabelle said with meaning in her voice.

Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows as realization formed on her face.

"Oh. I'm Professor McGonagall, head of the Gryffindor house," she said. "Right now I want the three of you, plus I'll get Miss Granger, to head up to the headmasters' office."

Nodding, we left our brooms with Filch and headed to Professor Dumbledore's office.

HERMIONE.

I was in the middle of eating breakfast when Professor McGonagall had entered the Great Hall, caught my eye and gestured for me to leave. I left my breakfast and walked up the aisle to where she was. I could feel Harry's eyes on me the entire time.

She led me out of the Hall.

"Ginny and Annabelle are back with the flower," she explained.

"Really?" I asked feeling the hope return.

She nodded.

"The only thing is it will take a week to make and there is a crescent moon in the middle of this week," Professor McGonagall said looking serious.

"That's okay. I think I can hold Harry back until the potion is ready," I smiled.

She looked like she wanted to believe me, but said no more.

She led me up to Professor Dumbledore's office.

Ginny saw me and came rushing over, throwing her arms around me.

"Hermione! You're okay!" she gushed squeezing me tight.

"Ginny, the oxygen is becoming an issue again," I wheezed.

"Sorry," Ginny blushed as she released me. Annabelle gave me a hug.

"Who's this?" I asked gesturing to the boy that was standing with them.

"This is Rob Davis...Amy Davis' brother," Ginny said as her expression became serious and grave.

"Rob? This is Hermione Granger," Annabelle introduced.

Rob stepped forward and extended his hand. He was the same age as I was.

I shook his hand.

"I'm so sorry about Amy," I said sadly. "I liked her and she was a good person."

Rob just nodded and I noticed he couldn't seem to take his eyes off Ginny. I felt the corner of my mouth twitch. Looks like someone had a crush on Ginny.

Shortly, Professor Dumbledore arrived. He gave Ginny and Annabelle's shoulder and affectionate squeeze before sitting down behind his desk.

"So, you were able to get the flower?" he said, looking from Ginny to Annabelle.

Ginny and Annabelle nodded.

"And who is this?" Professor Dumbledore asked.

Once again, Ginny explained it to him.

"Ah yes," Professor Dumbledore said kindly. "I'm so sorry to hear about Amy."

Rob looked a little angry.

"Why did you tell my parents that my sister was okay? They told me that you said that?"

Professor Dumbledore shook his head.

"No. We told them the truth about what happened with Amy. I believe they were the ones that were not telling you the truth," he said gently.

Rob looked confused.

"Why would my parents lie to me?"

"Because I don't think they wanted to believe that something like that happened," Ginny said softly putting her hand on Rob's shoulder. "My guess is that they were protecting you."

"At least you know the truth now," Annabelle said gently. "We can put a stop to this whole thing."

Rob nodded. "I want to help. I feel I owe it to Amy,"

"Okay. You will stay with Ginny, Annabelle and Hermione in the Gryffindor tower," Professor Dumbledore said as his lip twitched. "Just not in the same dorms."

"Where's the fun in that?" Annabelle joked.

Professor Dumbledore chuckled.

Rob grinned at Ginny. Ginny grinned back. Annabelle and I winked at each other.

We left Professor Dumbledore's office and head down to the Great Hall.

We managed to get breakfast down before the bell rang signaling it was time to go to classes.

Rob stayed in the Gryffindor common room while Ginny, Annabelle and I went to classes.

We had Potions first, then Charms, and Care of Magical Creatures where we learned about the Rodarni. It was a cross between a Jaguar and a Leopard.

After that, we headed back to the common room before Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts and then Herbology.

We filled Rob in on everything that was happening now. He listened with open ears and understood.

"I can't believe something like this would exist," he said shaking his head. "I just thought that werewolves were werewolves."

"They normally do...however, this particular werewolf was taken over by the demon...which means that Professor Solaris was one as well," I said and then realization formed on my face. "Was Professor Solaris the Lenxaz?"

I turned my eyes onto Annabelle.

Annabelle's expression told me that there was something Annabelle wasn't saying. I think Ginny saw it too.

"Annabelle?" I prompted.

All eyes were on Annabelle now.

Annabelle toyed with the hem of her skirt.

"My mother was the Lenxaz werewolf," she said slowly. "It happened 10 years ago. My mum worked as an archeologist before she became a teacher. She went to Transylvania for an expedition as someone had said they had found ancient remains of a civilization in the mountain ranges. She found this skeleton hidden in one of the tombs. The head looked like that of a dog, but the rest of it looked human, except the hands and feet. Around the neck was this amulet. As she went to take it, one of the canines of the skull's jaws, caught her across the arm. She bandaged it and didn't think anything of it, but the townspeople said that she had disturbed evil and now the evil will pay her back. She didn't show any signs or anything until 2 years before she came to Hogwarts. At first I thought she was sleepwalking or something so I took her to the hospital to get checked out. They did CATSCAN's on her and found nothing. They did all sorts of tests on her but found nothing although the blood work did show some strangeness, but they didn't see anything technically wrong.

"Then she started coming home with blood on her shirt. I knew dam well that this wasn't normal. One day this gypsy comes up to me and says that my mum was an evil werewolf demon known as Lenxaz. Of course I didn't believe her...until one night when she came home covered in blood and at the same time, my best friend Eric vanished. They found Eric's body a mile from his home. He had been mauled and his throat had been torn out. I distanced myself from my mum and vowed to put a stop to it. She slipped from my grasp and then when she came to Hogwarts, she figured no one would notice. But I figured out where she was and tracked her down but it was too late. She had been killed. Then, when Professor Dumbledore contacted me and explained what happened with your friend Harry, I knew it would start again so I had to come and help."

We were all silent. I had no idea what Annabelle had gone through.

"I felt awful that I didn't tell you the truth before, but I didn't know how you would take it or if you would blame me fore what happened," Annabelle continued.

I was the first to speak.

"It wasn't your fault. It just happened. We would never blame you for something that wasn't your fault," I said softly.

"Exactly," Ginny replied. "You've helped us a lot."

I nodded.

Annabelle smiled.

The bell rang signaling it was time for the last three classes.

"We'll be right back," I said to Rob and we left.

After those classes we headed down to dinner. We noticed that Harry hadn't marked any of the Ravenclaws.

Ginny nudged me.

"I know. I don't understand it. What's he waiting for?" I whispered. "He hasn't marked any of them yet. What's going on?"

"I don't know, but I'm starting to get an awful feeling," Annabelle said seriously.

"Me too," Ginny said shivering.

Harry just had this smug expression on his face as he watched us eating. It was starting to become unnerving.

After dinner, we headed to the common room. Rob entered the boys' dorm and we entered the girls'.

The next morning we ate breakfast and Professor Dumbledore called us to Professor Snape's dungeon.

"The potion is brewing. It won't be ready for another four days," he explained. "In which there is a crescent moon the day after tomorrow."

"I can handle it and I'll keep Harry in check until then," I said to him.

"We hope so," Professor Dumbledore said.

The next morning though, we had hit a snag.

"Apparently, this is taking longer to brew," Professor Snape replied. "It won't be ready for another week after the four days."

"What do we do now?" Ginny asked.

I had an idea, but I didn't know if they would go along with it.

"Hermione?"

"If Harry creates an army, then so can I," I replied.

"You mean you'd bite us?" Annabelle said.

"That would only be the last resort," I said. "Would you allow me to?"

Ginny nodded without hesitation.

Annabelle took a deep breath before she too, nodded.

"The potion would help you but that is to only be used as a last resort," Professor Dumbledore said. "As of now, we will see if we can help Harry and if he doesn't attack anyone else."

We headed to our classes.

The next day, would be the crescent moon. During the day my senses became sharp and alert. I noticed Harry acting the same way as well.

He still hadn't attacked anyone yet. In one way, it was a good thing and in another, it was a little unnerving.

That night, the crescent moon shone brightly in the window. I felt the familiar pain and started the transformation in the common room.

GINNY.

Hermione changed into the white wolf.

She shook the torn halves of her uniform and robe from her body and sat on her haunches.

We could hear howling from somewhere in the castle. Hermione laid back her ears and snarled silently.

"Find Harry," I said taking a step forward.

Hermione raised her jaundice colored eyes to mine as if she understood and then got to all fours and took off. We all followed her out of the common room.

We found her in the Great Hall. We hid behind the house tables and watched as the two wolves began fighting.

Hermione snarled and threw one of the bench seats at the gray wolf that was Harry. The gray wolf ducked as the seat smashed against the wall. It snarled viciously at the white wolf and advanced on the white wolf.

Both wolves were snarling and biting at each other. The white wolf managed to clamp her jaws around the gray wolf's throat and bit down hard. Warm blood flowed from the wolf's throat and dripped onto the floor.

Weak, but not giving up, the gray wolf still fought back.

"I hope nothing happens to them," I whispered.

Rob put his arm around me comfortingly.

"I'm sure they can handle themselves," he said reassuringly.

We continued to watch.

This time, the gray wolf clamped his jaws on the white wolfs shoulder. The wolf howled in pain. It sent chills down my spine and sent the hairs on my arm straight up.

The white wolf's fur was matted and ruby colored in several places. The gray wolf looked like it was winning the battle.

"What happens if the gray wolf wins? We'll never stop this!" Annabelle whispered nervously.

"I think the white wolf might surprise us," I said hoping to believe my own words.

The white wolf picked up a table now, the Ravenclaw table and threw it at the gray wolf. This time, the table hit the gray wolf in the back and snapped in half.

The gray wolf howled in pain.

We heard a commotion outside the Great Hall.

"Oh no! What if some students and teachers see this?" I moaned.

Sure enough, several students and the teachers crowded around the entrance to the Great Hall. The students were frightened and whispered amongst themselves. I saw Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall standing there looking upset.

"Ginny! Annabelle! Rob! Come here!" Professor McGonagall whispered terrified.

We carefully snuck our way over to where all the teachers were and students.

"They're fighting each other," I said to Professor Dumbledore. "Both of them are wounded."

"I see," Professor Dumbledore said gravely.

We returned our attention back to the wolves. We ducked just in time as one of the benches crashed into the wall just above our heads and shattered, sending pieces of splinters to the ground in front of us.

Both of them looked as though they could kill each other.

The gray wolf suddenly clamped his jaws around the white wolf's throat and pinned it down. I grabbed Annabelle's arm in fear.

I heard a gurgling growl coming from the white wolf. Just then, the white wolf went limp.

The gray wolf backed off a little and raised its blood stained muzzle to glare at us.

The students were ordered back to their common rooms.

The gray wolf snarled.

Then, on a last impulse, the white wolf sprang to life and clamped her jaws around the gray wolf's throat deeply.

The gray wolf let out one last gurgle growl before falling to the side dead.

The gray wolf got up on all fours shakily and made her way over to us. I dropped to my knees as the wolf buried her wounded and blood stained muzzle into my midsection. The jaundice eyes looked up at me with pain but yet there was triumph in them.

I stroked the wolfs head gently before those jaundice eyes closed.