Thread: Taming the wolf, a Hogwarts romance. (The Deviant x Wolfman)

Filius had some trouble concentrating on his food at lunchtime. First, McGonagall came over and told him in a rather stern voice to come see her when he was done eating. Then Aurelia entered the hall, and she positioned herself so that she was in Filius' line of sight. Filius could be wrong, but he felt almost certain that Aurelia was showing off her body. And her body was truly a sight to behold. She was that fortunate mix of slender and curvy, and Filius absentmindedly thought that she could turn to modelling in the muggle world if she didn't find work elsewhere. As she got up to leave, she shot a dazzling smile at both him and Hagrid, and they both sat there with silly grins and flushed faces. So moonstruck was Filius after Aurelias display of youthful beauty that he almost forgot his appointment with McGonagall. Running pell-mell along the corridors, he almost crashed into Jeremy Oddsbody. The third year student cowered in fear, and Filius started to wonder if he'd been a little TOO intense when making an example of the boy. He muttered an apology and sprinted on, arriving outside the Headmistress' door just as she opened it up. Ah! Professor Solwer! Inside, please. Filius entered the Headmistress' office and looked around. He'd only been here once before, when he was interviewed for the job. All the previous headmasters' portraits were kept immaculately clean, it seemed. The office was a picture of orderliness, not a speck of dust or a thing out of place as far as Filius could see. Please have a seat, McGonagall told him as she sat down behind her desk. I'll come straight to the point, Filius. There are stories about you threatening to eat one of the students. I would very much like to hear your side of the story. Filius sighed, then began to explain how he'd entered the classroom to find that little joke written on the blackboard, and how he'd threatened to put the culprit in detention, possibly doing work in the Forbidden Forest during a full moon. As the story progressed, McGonagall watched Filius with an inscrutable expression. At the end, he thought he saw a twitching of her lips as McGonagall turned away for a brief moment and exchanged a glance with Dumbledore's portrait. Dumbledore peered over his glasses and Filius thought he saw the hint of a smile on the old professor's face. Very well, Minerva McGonagall said as she seemed to struggle to hold her face straight. You didn't actually threaten to eat him. I will not administer a disciplinary action. But maybe tone it down a notch the next time you decide to frighten the children, professor? I know for a fact that the Oddsbodies are very protective of their children. Don't be surprised if a Howler lands on your breakfast tomorrow morning. That is all. And don't forget to get down to the forest tonight. You may go, Filius. And she dismissed him with a little smile and a nod. Filius had no more classes that day, so he went to the classroom to prepare for next day's lecture. This was a more philosophical lecture about how muggles improved things because they couldn't perfect things by magic and constantly sought to better their lives, whereas wizards had grown complacent from an overreliance on magic to fix things for them. He wanted to impart on them a measure of respect for muggle ingenuity and work ethics. He knew there'd be trouble with that lecture, but wizards from pure families more often than not had a rather condescending view of muggle technology. He'd been writing for a while, losing track of time, when he again smelled her. She was close. Then he heard her mutter an incantation, and seconds later a small bottle came floating through the doorway. Filius smiled, how could he not? He pondered whether or not he should call her, but he decided against it. They way she coyly hid and sent him the flask by magic was endearing to him, and he didn't have the heart to spoil the moment for her. Attached to the flask was a small note in what he assumed was her handwriting. It was a delicate and pretty thin scrawl, and Filius was a bit puzzled. He eyed the contents. It was a potion, that much was obvious. It was red in colour, with a hint of silver. He took off the stopper and smelled it. There was wolfsbane in there. He smiled again, as his heart swelled by the kindness shown him by the young woman. She had obviously tried to brew a potion to help him with his lycantrophy. He hadn't tried a potion to control his lycantrophy before, as ingredients for the potions were pretty expensive. He drank the potion. It tasted pretty vile. It was at the same time both sour and bitter, and he had to pinch his nose after the first swallow. Strangely enough the aftertaste grew on him. He got up for a drink of water and was suddenly struck by the realisation that there were at least three people at Hogwarts that were looking out for him McGonagall, in her no-nonsense strict manner, Hagrid in his blustering way, and Aurelia. Tears of gratitude filled Filius' eyes. After a while he composed himself and went down to dinner. During dinner he tried to catch Aurelia's eyes. He raised his cup of pumpkin juice and nodded almost imperceptibly as he sipped from the goblet. He tried to hint to her that he'd drunk her potion in good faith. He treated himself to a few glances her way as she sat practically beaming at the Slytherin table. She was a beautiful person in every way, he decided. Beautiful looks and a big heart combined with a rare cleverness. And she apparently cared enough about Filius to try to help him. And he... was infatuated. There was no denying it. Lost in thought, he jumped as he felt a hand as large as a frying pan on his shoulder. It's gettin' to be that time, professor Solwer. McGonagall asked me to make sure yeh got down to th'forest alrigh'. Filius looked up at the half-giant's smiling face. Filius smiled back as he got to his feet. Right you are, professor Hagrid. Lead on! Hagrid still wasn't used to be adressed as 'professor', it seemed. He all but jumped when he was adressed as such before muttering I'll never get used to yeh lot callin' me professor. Filius marched off with Hagrid. But he turned around briefly to smile at Aurelia as he departed. Both because he wanted to signal that he was off, but also just because he wanted to. Marching across the grounds with Hagrid, Filius couldn't help but wonder exactly what the potion was meant to do. He wondered if it was the potion or his good mood that made the wards seem less powerful, but he didn't feel as frightened or revulsed when he passed through them. It was still a very unpleasant experience, though. He undressed and handed his clothes to Hagrid before sitting down in some underbrush to wait. He waited for the moon and he waited for Aurelia. It was only when the light of the moon was faintly visible behind the hills surrounding Hogwarts that he saw Aurelia's slender form approaching. And then her now-familiar scent hit him. Before thinking things through, he stood up from where he was sitting and waved at her, stark naked. The Wolf and the change and a spartan lifestyle had kept his body trimmed and lean, with wiry muscles and very little fat. He had in human form, at least a normal growth of body hair. It wasn't until she got closer that he came to his senses and hurriedly sat down as he muttered an apology. And then she stood before him.