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"Mate," Remus breathed as his eyes widened. His mate was close. He closed his eyes and suppressed the urge to chase after the scent. He hated when his inner wolf took control. He was a wizard and a man, not an animal ruled by sheer instincts. He had intelligence and reason, and most importantly, free will. Not to mention that a magical battle would soon be upon them. His wolf had the worst possible timing....He sucked in his breath upon seeing her, none other than one of Harry's best friends, Hermione Granger arguing with a healer. She didn't appear to be wearing any bandages, or cursed with any obvious disfigurement hexes. All things considered, she didn't appear to be any the worse for wear... no that hadn't been what shocked Remus.Hermione Granger was his fated mate according to his bloody wolf!