Harry Potter Fanfiction Werewolf Remus Recognize Harry Novels & Stories

I know my capabilities and yet, someone died. I gently let go of Quinn’s body and let my body shiver. With my hands now covering my face, I let out a silent cry for a friend who never left my side until the end. “Did you see the one who did this?” I asked Rendall as I am looking around the forest. “I saw it ran,” Rendall slowly replied. “Where?” “Domlur.” I move my gaze to the path going to Domlur. I suddenly felt the urge to slash everything on my way, my eyes never felt clearer and my hatred for these werewolves becomes greater.

My senses are heightened now so I can smell better than ever! I look around and spot Luna Eve walking towards me. I freak out and end up cutting my finger on one of the nails coming out of the boards. It hurts but I don’t dare make a sound as I’m becoming a werewolf. Werewolves aren’t weak and never show they’re in pain. She gets close to the stage where I am and looks me up and down as she’s done several times before. She gets close, a little too close and then sniffs. I stand up as fast as I could out of respect for my Luna. She puts her hands out and grabs my wounded finger. I look at her and she looks at me, then she licks the blood right off my finger!

“The recognition is deeper than sight, Elara. The wolf would feel it even if the man didn’t understand why, but if the bond was damaged…” “Damaged how?” I interrupted, waving the notebook. “Give me the mechanism. Is it chemical? Magical moon stuff? Both? Just walk me through it step by step… Please.” She actually smiled a little at that. “You’re really going full science detective on me.” “Damn right I am. This is my life. After all, if a werewolf in human mode rejects the mate… throws her in a river, and disappears for months, does the wolf side get a say, or is it game over?”

I say, tilting my head at his bulge hidden under the brothel's rag towel. “Oh, the sex? Well, it’s halted because of the commotion. My she-wolf forgot what just happened because you spread some erase spell, and it's not like I want to start over again," he explains, and I just ‘Oh,’ feeling kinda bad for him now. “Anyway, about the erasing, you know, the spell didn’t seem to work on her. She still remembers you.” “Not working? What do you mean?” I frown. Didn’t I already cast the spell on her? I remember giving her the strongest one.

He used to be so deeply in love with me, but now, he was erasing the memories between us. The potion began to take effect, and I started to lose consciousness. The world around me was gradually fading. "Lydia? Lydia! Wake up! I…" I heard my inner wolf calling me anxiously, but its voice became increasingly faint until I could no longer hear it. "I love you, Lydia." Caspian's voice rang out from afar, tinged with anxiety and affection. I tried my best to open my eyes. Through my blurry vision, I seemed to see his anxious face.

He rushed over and snatched my phone away. "Melody, calm down. I'm Dylan, not an enemy. You just lost your memories temporarily. Just wait for five more minutes, and you'll remember me." I did not want to listen to his nonsense at all. The moment I saw him, I felt nauseous, as if I had been infected with some unknown poison. My stomach was churning violently. I did not dare to go against him directly. I knew I could not defeat an insane werewolf who was throwing a fit.

This was harder than he thought. “He's not lying Cassie, we are werewolves,” Jim added. “Of course you're in on it, too.” Cassie chuckled sarcastically. But as her tears were drying, she noticed something strange, like freaky fucking strange. Right before her eyes, Jim's wounds started to heal, the claw marks on his cheeks and his busted lip looked as good as new. Even his eye was once again showing its beautiful blue orbs. “NO. FUCKING. WAY!”

She beckoned to Dora, letting the wolf rise within her. She shifted. Fur exploded from her skin, her vision sharpened, and she joined the battlefield in full form. Her white wolf was smaller than the others, but faster and deadly like a ghost in the fog. Then she saw him. Callum. Pinned. A rogue had him against a stone slab, fangs bared. Lily sprinted. She leapt. And sank her teeth into the rogue’s shoulder, tearing muscle and bone as she dragged him off Callum.

She leaned on the counter, her elbow on the table as she let her head rest on her palm, imitating the guy in front of her. "don't let time deceive you. Love like it's your last and get ahead of time before it does. Remember this, Blaise." She didn't wait for his answer and exited. It was almost time. /// "Kid," I was preparing my things when Remus called. "If they ask what you are," "You're a lone werewolf." My hands immediately stopped moving. Werewolf. I can't believe I'm one of those beastly creatures. I want to ask what about my parents? My brothers?