Chapter 81: A Means Of Protection

Ministry Of Magic Offices, Wizarding World...

Bubbling rage had propelled the Potions Professor forward despite being in death eater robes, they did little to affect him as he noted his witch rushing off after Harry Potter toward the ever formidable Bellatrix LeStrange's location. The thunderous beating of his heart coupled with the blood in his veins had caused an involuntary transformation and before Severus Snape knew it, his half were-form had burst through the gray robes and he raced after his witch enraged that she had chosen to ignore him in a bid to follow after Harry Potter.

He had not been paying much attention as a swarm of nameless death eaters attempted to subdue him and he slashed through them with little to no effort. Their mutilated bodies dropped as the shock of being torn apart so effortlessly had been on their mask-less faces. The stench of blood hung in the air but it did little to get the emerging werewolf's attention.

His mind had been on the female as the conflicting colors flashed in his mind's eye and he could see that she had been in danger. Lucius Malfoy had gotten to his feet at that moment as the shifting beast snarled in the wake of it's completing transformation. The terrified wizard had never before seen anything so strange in all his years.

The ebony wolf emerged from beneath the tattered robes of the fallen death eater and his eyes were as red as the crimson blood that oozed from the defaced bodies of the fallen victims who stood little chance against him.

"S-Severus?" he said shaken by the sight of the werewolf, but unsure if it had been the same one he encountered at the Werewolf Summit.

The ebony beast let a low growl rumble from deep within his throat.

"A-Alright." said Lucius meeting the familiar obsidian flickered eyes of the beast. "Proceed as you wish..."

The werewolf sped off in the direction the insolent Potter boy had taken. There was no way he was going to allow his witch to get hurt in the process of protecting the little idiot.

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The Lobby, The Ministry Of Magic Offices, Wizarding World...

Amid broken glass and the debris of the formerly impressive lobby, Harry Potter had been struggling beneath the sympathetic gaze of none other than Albus Dumbledore whom had been doing his best to keep the boy on the right path. Voldemort was a few meters from him, winded from his contested battle with the Headmaster of Hogwarts. The soul of Harry Potter had been up for grabs as they decided wordplay was the best course of action to gain the access to the boy needed to further the prophecy.

Hermione Granger had been unable to move following a spell via Dumbledore in a bid to protect her from his battle with Voldemort. She had been watching Harry struggle from the side lines and had been unable to help after everything that had lead up to this moment. She closed her eyes as the tears streamed down her cheeks only to open them when a very familiar deep growl erupted in the wake of the ebony beast's arrival.

Were-Snape saw the threat of Voldemort and leapt toward Harry Potter's fallen body. He had hated the whining little whelp but the beast figured the only one worthy of killing the boy had been him. He was the only true Alpha in the match aside from the old wizard whom had gracefully bowed out.

A snarl had gotten the unnerved and rather curious attention of the dark lord as his red eyes took in the sight of the defiant creature before him. In a moment of gross miscalculation, he had assumed that the werewolf Snape had been bound to Harry Potter in some manner, a means of protection via Dumbledore in the wake of the true fighting.

"S-S-Severus-s-s." hissed the serpentine wizard. "How good of you to join us-s-s...I was beginning to think you had lost your way."

The ebony werewolf growled viciously at his former master.

"And I s-s-see you've taken quite a liking to the boy...like a true pet." taunted Voldemort.

The ebony werewolf unleashed a howl that sent forth a gust of wind that knocked the unsuspecting wizard onto his backside.

"W-What are you?" he asked struggling to get away from the beast.

Were-Snape snarled poised to attack with any sudden movements.

"Severus." said the elder wizard in a calm father-like tone. "Protect Harry."

The werewolf continued to advance on the now trembling despot. The beast had only been meters away from biting off his hideously frail foot when a wayward blast from a wand had struck him in the chest causing him to howl in pain before attempting to advance on a now missing dark lord. The blast everyone discovered had been the work of Bellatrix LeStrange coming to her master's aid with an untimely rescue.

Were-Snape chased after them unsure of what direction to take as they vanished within a cloud of thick black smoke.

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The Lobby, The Ministry Of Magic Offices, Wizarding World...

Hermione Granger had raced over toward a trembling Harry Potter, helping him get to his feet as he gripped his wand. He had been angry that he missed the chance to get revenge on Bellatrix LeStrange but he had been glad that Hermione had been alright. Dumbledore had been quite impressive as he battled against the despot and revealed to be quite powerful.

"I-I'm alright Hermione." said Harry as she checked him over for injuries.

"Well you scared me half to death." she said lowering her rather furious gaze at him.

Harry Potter's reprieve had been short as he turned his attention to the now human Severus Snape. It seemed the wound Bellatrix had done to him inflicted quite a bit of damage despite his healing factor and he was out cold on black lobby floor.

"Severus!" said Hermione rushing over toward her werewolf lover.

He didn't appear to be responding.

"Quickly...let's get him out of here." said Dumbledore knowing exactly where he was going to take them.