XI
Harry stared at the old woman, confused, but her look was not dissolved from his forehead. Suspicious Severus had watched the action. "You need to also make it seem important everywhere, Potter." poisoned him and he drew mocking an eyebrow, Draco what drove a joyful smile on your face hurt. Harry's confused, pale face turned into an angry red hue and flashing eyes he fixed Severus, who accepted his excitement amused.
Nguvumali again raised her bony fingers, but this time Severus grabbed her arm. He did not look at, but still fixed Harry. "What they want from him?" He asked. When she did not answer after a while, he looked over at her. A couple of people standing around were paying attention to them and rallied around them. "He has come," repeated Nguvumali and looked around with significant expression in the crowd.
Severus look was furious; But with so many viewers, he thought better of it. He always held her arm and yet subtly reinforcing his grip. "All right, then different," he said, "how they knew that he would come?"
"They told me, the spirits," she said in a monotone, "The will come, bearing the sign of the snake, "she added, her fingers painted with a wavy line in the air," He will come to us and taken away from this place. "And indeed would have can interpret the lightning scar faded as ignorant as a snake, Severus remarked.
"They told us already for 19 years," said a male voice behind them. Severus turned and looked towards Pastor Crawford. "And these superstitious fools believe this nonsense too," he added bitterly.
"But he's here," said Nguvumali and Harry pushed closer to him. The sweaty hair lay still his face freely, and the scar was visible as a fine line. Severus, which is a had a good feel for Crawford remarked stop for a moment the air. "It's pure coincidence," said this calmly, "a simple scar."
"Crawford is right. This is just an ordinary scar, and not just any sign, "agreed with him Severus. At the same moment in which he had said he knew but that's not quite the truth. Although he refused to believe that Potter was chosen in some way these people could be saved, but an ordinary scar because he did not wear on his forehead. Severus looked around, but the faces the people after that he seemed not to have convinced.
"Where's Hermione?" Asked Ginny now when she remembered that she had seen the pastor with her friend at the Hays. "She is still with the widow Hay. Mrs. Snape asked me to bring her coal, "said Crawford, and lifted a dark bag for clarity. "Coal" asked Severus and saw the old man in surprise. "Well, I do not know what is to be good, but I hope your wife knows what she is doing," explains Crawford.
Severus nodded silently before turned to the others. "We had better go," he said. "I think we have already attracted more attention than is good for us," he added, and gave Harry a piercing look. He went there quickly, without turning around. After a moment he followed the others.
They had arrived at the house, but outside the front door, he stopped and turned around. "Miss Weasley, I want them to go to this widow and look for Miss Granger," he said slowly and walked without hesitation into the house. Although they knew that he was no longer her teacher was, she always followed his instructions, it was mostly out of fear, but this time it was Ginny with him, because they had anyway been looking for a chance to talk to Hermione alone.
Harry was the only one still with Ginny at the door. "He did not give orders here," he said sullenly. "All right," Ginny reassured him, "I think it's not such a bad idea if I see even after mine." Mute went Harry and Ginny made their way back to the village.
It had taken a while, until she found the right house, but eventually was them in front and knocked. It was Mary who opened her door. "I wanted to see if everything is OK," said Ginny. Mary nodded and walked to the side to let in to Ginny. "She woke up and we have just given her the means to prevent the fever and they also drank water dissolved in carbon powder," said Mary, "said Hermione, the carbon escapes the body's Gift & ldquo , she added, when she saw Ginny's puzzled look.
They went into the bedroom. In the bed lay a very pale woman. Hermione and the minister stood on the one Side of the bed and Erin on the other. "What did they eat today, Mrs. Hay?" Hermione asked friendly. "I do not know what she terms it," snapped the woman against her in bed and Erin drove a satisfied smile.
"Margaret, please," now it was Crawford, who spoke with a firm voice. There was a moment of uncomfortable silence, until a tormented "mushroom stew," brought forth. "And what were the mushrooms?" Hermione asked further. "They were just simple forest mushrooms" she said irritably, "Erin this morning she has collected himself." "Well, what else did they eat?" Hermione asked further. "I ate nothing else, after which they have the stomach cramps and nausea used," said irritated Mrs. Hay, "What's that at all, they come here to my house and ask me all these questions . They disappear! I will not see here, "Hermione stood rooted there, but Erin was with her.
"You heard what was said by my mother," she said gleefully and stared at her encouragingly. Hermione stared back for a moment, then she took off her chest in his hand and went to the door. Ginny and Mary ran after her and went together with her. Even the pastor had followed them and stood on the other side of the open door. Hermione turned around, it could not ignore the fact that she tried to suppress their anger, but she remained calm. "She has survived the worst of the poisoning," said Hermione, "she worries that she stays in bed and drink a lot and if there are more consequential, they call me." For a moment no one said what. "If I do not know what caused the poisoning, I unfortunately can not do more." "Thank you, they have already done more than this woman has earned," the minister said bitterly. With a nod, he took leave of them and closed the door.
"I have to go home," said Mary. "My father certainly wait on me," she added explanatory. Hermione and Ginny nodded. "Good luck, we'll see you tomorrow," called it the two behind her. "We should also go, "said Ginny and Hermione looked at her expectantly. Hermione nodded and they went back together. "Do you mean because it was a mushroom poisoning?" Ginny asked. Hermione raised briefly at the shoulders. "I do not know," she said, "the symptoms point out, however, we can assume that after all these years, here at least know the edible mushrooms."
Ginny walked a few steps faster and imagined Hermione, what forced them to stop. She stared quizzically at her friend. Ginny's mouth turned into a lewd Grin. "You're as guilty nor a decision," Ginny said finally. Hermione dropped her meeting this morning in the hallway, and colored her face in a treacherous red shade.
"This morning did you get out of his room, right?" Hooked to Ginny, as Hermione said, still nothing. Hermione nodded, embarrassed. "Have you slept together?" Asked Ginny. Hermione nodded again, with her face now assumed a darker shade of red. "Since her for now a couple?" Ginny asked. "I think already, "she said Hermione at last, with a satisfied smile crept onto her face.
"I can not hold still," Ginny said after a while, after they had gone back on. They had almost reached the house when Hermione stopped suddenly and Ginny held her arm. "But please, tell it not again, I do not believe that Severus would be right," she said. Ginny seemed thoughtful, but she finally nodded. "That reminds me, one on the way to the house is a strange thing happened," said you Ginny, "An old black woman was there. She had grabbed Harry's arm and some of it spoken, that you have said the ghost, he would come. She said the one who bears the mark of the blow will come and get them away from this place. "" The sign of stroke? "Hermione asked, startled. "Now I'm also surprised me," said Ginny, "but when I think about it more, one could see the flash so as a snake. Well and if you-know-whom, as a snake does, it would be a sign, "said Ginny added. "His characters' repeated Hermione quietly, but something seemed odd about the matter.
The kitchen was empty when she entered. Hermione sit at the big table and pulled out her book. She raised her wand out and muttered something, then they opened it in the middle and took out the spring. "What are you doing?" Asked Ginny. "Well, I think I should run something like a medical book," said Hermione, "in the second half I enter the patient." Hermione wrote down a few lines, then put to the book again.
They both went up the stairs. Hermione walked down the long hallway and at the end, they knocked on the last door and went inside. The room had changed enormously since their last visit. It was like a little Severus' potion lab at Hogwarts, but it was a lot of rustic. "They're for you," he said, pointing with a slight nod to a few bottles and jars at the end of the table. Curious Hermione took one in his hand and opened it. "A healing balm," she said, pleased when she got the strong smell in the nose. Yes and a few simple potions for headaches, fever and a few other things, "Severus added.
Hermione smiled at him, Severus turned the fire under the boiler, which was before him down and put his wand on the table. He took two steps toward her, then he put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to her mouth sealed with his. When he desisted from her they had closed their eyes still and laid her head back. "Where were you?" Severus asked. Hermione opened her eyes and looked right in his. She sighed a moment before answering.
"The Widow Hay's sick," she said. "I think it is a poison, but she is too stubborn to allow himself to help," she added. Again, she lowered her gaze to the potions that Severus had prepared for them. "There is not anything against accidental poisoning that?" Asked Hermione. "Well, since there is no magic poisoning, it will not be too difficult to make something suitable. I'll make you something, "said Severus.
"Did you hear that with Harry's alleged prophecy?" Hermione asked after a while. Severus face darkened with time, "Do you think there is something to that?" She added. "I do not know and I do not care." Severus said coolly, "I do not think we are in any way responsible for these people here." She would have liked to with he talked about, but his negative attitude held her back.
Instead, she clung to him again and leaned her head against his chest. Severus ran his fingers through her hair and raised her head in his direction. "Come right after, "he whispered in her ear. He left them at the desk and walked out. Hermione did not wait long. She followed him through the door and went into her own room. Where she stood before the big shelf, taught her wand out and quickly "apertus" said, but what happened was the only red sparks sprayed from the wand. "Concentrate, Hermione," she exhorted herself and tried again. They pulled himself together and forced himself to focus on the password and not on what they would expect behind the door. She tried again, this time successful. The big shelf swung to the side and gave free passage through which Hermione went through.
Severus sat on a wide sofa, holding a glass of wine in hand. Irritated Hermione looked around and tried to remember that the sofa was here a long time. She stood directly in front of him and pushed the idea again to side as he grabbed her arm and she moved beside him. He reached for the bottle that stood on the little table beside it, then made the second glass full, and Hermione squeezed in the hand.
took a long sip from her glass and leaned it to Severus. "The wine is good, where did you get it from?" she asked. "From someone from the village. I traded him for something of the soap, "said Severus. He placed his glass on the small table and took Hermione's glass and set it to, then he pushed his arm under her and put her with a quick tug astride his lap. Hermione had to smile about this spontaneous transition, and folded her arms behind his head.
He pulled her down closer to him and began to kiss her. His hands wandered demanding on her body and explored every little detail. He pushed her skirt up and stroked the delicate skin of her thighs. She could feel his excitement hard between her legs and began slowly in the light rhythm out on his lap and moving her.
Panting, he broke away from the kiss and began hastily unbutton her shirt. He had bared her breasts that were exactly at eye level. Despite the high temperatures at that place her skin still had that delicate peach, from which her dark nipples stood out in breathtaking beauty. A little he leaned forward until he had shut his mouth, complete with a nipple and kneaded at the same time the other breast. His free hand wandered under her skirt and pushed the thin fabric of her panties to the side. With a finger he took her out through the wet folds and drew her a pleasant moan.
Hermione squirmed under his touch and tried her pelvis against him more press. He reinforced the pressure and started his fingers faster your body can be sensitive to what made her moan louder.
She had her eyes slightly open and noticed as Severus studied her intently as she stroked his fingers on. His eyes rested on her face and watched it in a soft pink colored, as it always did, shortly before she stood before an orgasm.
He let his fingers slide down further until he had arrived at her entrance and slipped inside. The rhythm of her breathing had increased and her eyes wandered to her closed songs back and forth. He slipped into it with the other fingers, as her facial muscles flexed much, just to limp with a loud groan again, while her body still shaking with the after-effects of orgasm.
Severus had her taken off the unbuttoned shirt. Hermione opened his eyes and looked into his. His desire for her was to him so clearly written on her face that she almost ran a chill down your spine. He put his arms around his waist and carried her to bed. He quickly took off his clothes before he went to her. He had freed from her skirt and her panties and took a small bottle from the night table drawer, which he handed to her. "What is what?" She asked curiously.
"A contraceptive serum," Severus saith, "I did not have all the ingredients, but it is safer than the sponge." "I see you've been busy today," said Hermione grinned and gulped down the contents of the vial.
Severus sits beside her, with their backs to the wall on the bed and pulled her back onto his lap. She was still so wet that he could easily be slipped through between its folds. He grabbed her bottom and lifted it slightly, to penetrate it. The overwhelming feeling filled with a time to be completely, it elicited a sharp cry that went on in a gentle sigh. She took off her head on his shoulder. Severus was still firmly in her ass his hands as he happened to vigorously under her and adapting their movements to his rhythm. Her breathing was heavy, she panted against his neck, until the tension between her legs had finally reached its climax. The contraction of muscles was like a wild pulsing around his cock that made him finally lose his temper and he poured in it. Hermione was panting, but Severus had stifled her moans with a demanding kiss.
Breathless, she moved away from him and was happy to fall on his shoulder.
He had his nose in her hair buried and breathing in the scent of her body. With a quick jerk he lifted her off his lap and laid it beside him on the bed, then turned to her and stroked her a stray strand of her face. Hermione smiled still going on. "If people only knew how wonderful you are, then they would also not so afraid of you," she said thoughtfully. Severus raised an eyebrow and looked at her quizzically. "Then I should probably make sure that they never learn," he said.
Hermione rolled her eyes and settled deeper into the soft Cushion fall below it. Severus followed her with his mouth and then shut her with a kiss. His lips traveled along her throat deeper and his hand grabbed her waist. aufquieken The unexpected touch had Hermione.
Severus woke up and put his other hand over her mouth. She looked at him with confused eyes as he laid a finger on his lips to make it clear that it should be quiet. "I heard steps," he said, looking to the slightly open windows. A moment later there was a knock at the back door, which lay just below them and only heard through the open window was.
He jumped out of bed and ran almost as fast on his stuff, as he had previously moved out, then he glanced down from the window and ran from the room. A little bewildered Hermione sat in the big bed, actually she had hoped to have more time with him. It was hard for her to leave the cozy bed again, but curiosity forced her to get up yet.
you got dressed and went back to her room to go from there very quietly in the kitchen. Already on the steps they had recognized Conners voice and in fact he and Severus were sitting together at the kitchen table. "Good evening, Mistress Snape," he said and stood up from his chair to greet. Hermione nodded kindly and sat down across from him in addition to Severus. "Conner has invited me to accompany him and a few others on the hunt," Severus said shortly.
Conner nodded and then turned himself to Hermione "Aye, you know, it formed after all these years, a tradition that every four months to go hunting for four men. If they are then come back to a big party. It is again made fresh sausage, fresh leather, lard and all these things. I wish that her husband accompanied us and the others have already agreed to, "he finished and looked expectantly at Severus now.
Severus nodded. "It is my pleasure," he said sincerely. Conners now face graced a wide smile and he nodded and stood up from his chair. "We leave tomorrow at dawn," he said and made a slight bow in Hermione's direction. "I wish them a pleasant evening," he adopted and left.
"Would you really there?" asked Hermione as Conner had closed the door behind him. She had her face is not nearly as well controlled as Severus and told immediately that they felt left out of this decision.
"It would have been not very wise to refuse the offer," said Severus. "I do not think that Conner would have made you particularly bad," said Hermione to frown. "Conner, but the others might have," said Severus and looked at Hermione. She readily agreed to back him, but they had still slightly grumpy.
"Let's go back to bed then?" Suggested Severus. He stood up and stretched out his arm. Hermione put her hand in his and gave himself up by it, draw in his arm and leaned her head against his chest. A smile went back to her face, for she knew that he would have normally not simply put in the kitchen in the arm, after all, at any moment someone could come down.
you along the narrow stairs and went up because there was no one to see far and wide, she followed him straight to his room. The bed was still as frantic as they had left it and invited the Nordic way to make up where they left off.
***
It was still dark outside lit up as Severus' wand at the little table beside the bed. The light was not very bright, but it was enough to awaken him from his light sleep. Carefully anxious that sleeping next to him not to wake Hermione, he got out of bed and dressed. He went into the kitchen to have breakfast a little too fast and then went out. The only thing he had in mind was a long narrow Messer and his wand. The sky was dark
now gray and the sun announced soon, as Severus arrived in front of the house of the McCoys. He knocked on the door that was opened to him by Mary and entered. "Tomorrow," he murmured against the girl. Before him stood Conner and Brian. Brian was with red eyes and tears on the face of his father. "But Pa," he said sobbing, "I would also like to hunt." "You and may, if you're a big and this is my last word," Conner said sternly, and explain rte the discussion was over.
He turned around and greeted Severus, then took a bag from the floor and hung it over his shoulder. "We are in a few days back," he said to Mary, and left the house with Severus. Outside the church two other men were waiting for them. One of them was a bit younger. He was tall and had light brown medium-length hair that hung in his impudent face. Conner introduced him as Duncan Lannox. Duncan converts to hold out his hand to, but Severus gave him reserved with a nod. The other, smaller man beside Duncan recognized Severus had as Regan MacNeil, the man whose arm Hermione doctored a few days ago.
They went out from the village and for a while into the dense forest. It was still early, the area was quiet around them and none of the men said anything. MacNeil took a not-too-large truck behind him, the mighty came on the uneven ground to shake.
They were for some time on the road. The sun beat down from above, the birds squawking loudly and fluttered around them, and one or the other animal was also looking times. They stayed at a sparsely vegetated site are and Conner saw around. "This looks very good, what do you think?" He asked. MacNeil agreed with him instantly and went to his truck, from which he pulled out some wooden sticks and put them on a level surface of the bodies laid in the ground.
After some time, was seen here that they built up a kind of tent, and Severus decided, a little help. She dressed with large leaves and palm fronds, until only a narrow slit their way into the interior released. It was not a big tent and not very high, Severus noted. It was just so large that four men are in it, or perhaps even could sit. Conner had been a shovel in his hand and dug a hole not far from them.
Severus turned to him and looked at him quizzically. "We work with traps," Conner said, "It has proven over time as the safer method." So Severus took another bucket from the cart and helped Conner digging. After a short time they have dug for four. It had taken nearly all day. The sun beat down on their heads, until they gradually disappeared behind the big mountain. It was getting dark as Severus found himself in a huge hole again. It was two meters wide and about as high, he estimated. Meanwhile, he and Conner were in there alone, while the other two helped bring out the earth.
The gray light of dusk made it almost impossible to continue working. With MacNeil help they got out again, while Duncan has already lighted a fire, a little further, there where they had camped, and took their food from the carts. They had bread and ham and a big bottle of whiskey. Duncan gave each of them a cup and filled one by one. The whiskey tasted bitter, he was not nearly as good as the one he had drank at Conner, but he would fulfill its purpose already. "And how long will it take before we start so what?" Duncan wanted to know, looking to the third full cup had already been somewhat glassy. "I hope not so long," Conner replied, "We are not very far from the river and if we still have a bait, we will sooner or later catch something."
Severus was the first who went into the tent and put in a corner to sleep while the others have succumbed to the genus of the whiskey. While he drank like to a nice glass of amber-colored Drink, but it seemed not very clever to get drunk in front of him, the next day when decency so much, and he also drank always alone.
The next morning Severus woke with some sun rays that had sneaked through the canopy of the tent. Beside him in the tent were Duncan and Regan have a pungent smell of alcohol secreted. Severus climbed out into the fresh air. Conner was sitting next to crumbling to ashes of the fire yesterday evening. "Tomorrow," Severus murmured, and however briefly, the attention of the man before him. "The other two yesterday probably too deep into Glass looked, "said Conner, what Severus withdrew only disparaging the face. Severus put in it and picked up a piece of bread and some ham. They had eaten alone. No one had said anything to Severus finally stood up.
"We should make the case further," he said at Conners questioning expression. This laughed out loud at "A man of action," said Conner. "Or they just want to return as quickly as possible to their lovely wife?" He added jokingly added. They had started the hole with long branches and leaves To cover as noticeable after a while a tortured groan from the tent was. Regan crawled out. Be crisscrossed with gray streaks his hair hung wildly in the face. His eyes were red and his face pale under way. He had aufgerappelt and stood swaying on both legs. Right behind him came out and Duncan, who had been drinking but at least as much, but looked far better.
a moment stood motionless Regan and stared into space, then he turned suddenly and fell to his knees to pass around. Severus grimaced in disgust and was otherwise not further detract from his work. Some yards had Duncan is placed on the floor and held his aching head. Severus and Conner had been given after a while using Duncan had together and the rest of the morning so spent to cover the large hole.
It was well after noon when they were finally ready. Regan was still lying on the floor next to the spot where he had passed the last time and gave and a few tortured Groaning noises themselves. Conner was closer to him came approached and pushed him gently with his foot. "Everything okay?" He asked. Regan turned in his direction and saw him with narrowed Eyes. He obviously had trouble looking up to the light, but after a while he nodded. "The river is in this direction," said Conner, pointing with his finger the way, "You should go wash up and also will join the cool water is safe to do well and we eat." Regan sat up. He for a while until he felt able to stand up needed, he staggered to the River.
"We try to raise something as long as the best food," said Conner, and went to the cart. He lifted a rough, old floor, under which lay a few old-looking weapons and took a broad sword and a bow out. Duncan walked over to him when he broke Severus. "I think it would be better if she stayed here, Duncan," he said. "One should always follow the stock and it would be best if we went off separately," he then turned to Conner. He had observed him as he spoke, and finally nodded in agreement. "This is a good idea," he said.
Severus turned around. "Do they want to take no weapons?" Asked Conner. Once again, Severus turned to the large grown Scots. It was clear to him that seemed strange, but then he remembered that he still had the knife with him. "The knife goes here with me," he said, pointing to the narrow blade that was attached to his belt. The two men before him seemed a little taken aback, but she said nothing more.
Severus went quickly, only when he was far enough away from their camp, he stopped and took out his wand. There would be no problem to eat this way a little raise, he must not only be seen. For a moment he looked around until he on a nearby tree a nest discovered. He went closer and pointed his wand out to the nest with a clever "Wingardium Leviosa" in out of the tree crown.
eggs were certainly not as bad, but it would certainly not be enough. Unfortunately, visible far and wide, no pet. He took the nest, as it was in the hand and walked on. It was almost hopeless. The sun was burning down and drove every animal in the building. He went on for a while to a few feet in front of him saw a rabbit sitting quietly next to an overturned tree trunk and leaves the coat cleaned. The grip on his wand was fixed and he still took a few steps closer. One moment long, he wondered what spell should use it well, then he pointed his wand at the hare and said softly but clearly "stupor." A loud cry
came out of the bushes a few yards to his right and left Severus frighten away his wand and instantly back in his pants. Conner came with the bow in his hand shot out of the bushes and walked up to the hare lying on the ground. Severus he had not seen first as this just stood next to him and cast a large shadow on him, he noticed him. Conner had bent down to the animal and saw up at Severus. "I do not know what just happened, "he said," I was over there in the bushes and I shoot with the bow at him specifically and precisely as if I saw that spark and the rabbit was at. "
Severus knelt down to him, he grabbed the thick animal by the ears and lifted it close to his face. "He is not dead," he said, "apparently also hares occasionally fainted," she added Severus pressed Conner and the animal in hand. Incredulous, the man had seen the animal. It actually lived rabbits and even temporary impotence was the only thing he could explain himself, although he still seemed so ridiculous. "We prefer to kill it immediately," he said as he collected his thoughts again and Severus had agreed with him, nodding. Conner took a knife from his pocket and cut through the animal's throat. He took it on the feet and held him while running straight away from him so as not to stain with blood.
After a while she had arrived back at camp and found Duncan on the floor, with a hat on his face, lying in the sun. "Regan back yet?" Inquired Conner. Duncan shook the head, the hat fell beside him on the floor. "You can probably find something," he said with a view of the harbor, then his eyes wandered on to the nest in Severus' hands. "Fine," he exclaimed, and set up, "An omelet would be just the right thing." "Take care of 'you look around the harbor," said Conner, and pressed him in the animal hand, "I need to drink only once a decent drink." He took out the bottle and took it directly from some powerful features, then he handed it on to Severus. "At that there was not a bad omen," he said, and nodded to Severus, when he took off the bottle and he himself took a sip of strong drink. He handed the bottle back to Conner and pulled his sweaty shirt off and put it together with his other stuff on the ground near the tent. "What you got there?" Duncan asked, pointing at Severus's arm. Severus looked down at himself and found peace of mind that the association with which he had covered the dark times sat. "A slight cut," he said, "nothing wild," and the subject said it was over.
Conner had already made a fire, as Regan at last came back. He was soaking wet, but he already looked a lot better and seemed not as sluggish as before. He hastily ran to the cart and took out a large piece of ham. "An appetite", he moved to Conner, but Regan did not notice him, but disappeared in the bushes. A moment later he came back to her and waved the ham before him. "I have found the perfect bait for us," he said excitedly, "That is a mighty big catch." At that moment he was behind a small bear cub, which had their eyes fixed on the ham in his hand. "
" You no longer have all their marbles? "Conner yelled at him and made a step toward Regan. Even Severus stiffened instantly. Regan stared blankly at the other man. "This is a bear cub," he hissed at Conner on, but Regan still seemed not to want to understand. "And his mother is very angry bear certainly not far, "he added. "Yes," Regan saith beaming, "that would be certainly a good catch." A loud roar could be heard somewhere in the woods, on the Young replied excitedly. The big bear came out of the bushes next to Conner and walked slowly toward her baby, while her yellow eyes firmly fixed Regan. "Do not move," Severus said quietly, "she just wants to get her baby, then they will go."
The bear came nearer to her baby, but This seemed less interested in his mother, but instead fixed it still the ham in Regan's hand. "Drop the ham," said Severus, but Regan was completely paralyzed with fear and did not respond. The boy came closer and his mother walked on behind him. Regan was anxious step by step backwards. "Stand still and let drop the bacon," he hissed at Severus. Regan seemed stunned by the fear, instead, he went even further behind.
Severus ventured a few steps to finally bring the man to stand still. He was almost at arm's length to him and for his taste clearly too close to the two bears, as Duncan loud "STOP!" Cried from the rear. Regan finally stopped. Severus let out a relieved. His eyes wandered down and found out that Regan was on the cover of its case, which was under the weight of the small frail man has not crashed. "Throw away the ham," Severus repeated now more quiet. In the eyes of the man was clearly visible panic. He had the worried looks of the other walk to see his feet and looked down even now. The Bear Cub fixed still the big piece of ham in his hand and as the man before him made no move to go further more, it took a further step toward the juicy piece of meat.
There was a loud cracking of the thin branches, which could not bear to hear the heavy weight, and with a cry rushed together with the Regan boy down. Severus made automatically jump ahead to check on the man, but the angry she-bear reared up before him angry and threw him with a powerful blow to the back paws. Conner was already on the cart and pulled the sword out wide again. Duncan grabbed a burning log to the angry bear so as to keep at bay. He took the fire to her and waved around in front of her with it. The fear of the hot flames it was to see clearly, but let the boys call her out of the pits are not they.
Severus came after a short time from the heavy blow on the floor to himself. His wand was in his shirt and even if he had not just like that without consequences can use. Conner was still set a sword in his hand and brings out so as to meet him in the same moment a paw and flung hard against the cart.
Severus had jumped up and grabbed the knife that hung from his belt. The bear ignored Duncan and his fire and went instead to the downed Conner. The sword lay next to Conner, as Severus did the only thing he could think of at this moment. He rammed his knife into the bear fleshy shoulder. With a deafening roar they let go of Conner and fell instead on Severus. She had him thrown to the ground and stood with one paw on his chest. The nails pierced into his flesh. Her yellow eyes fixed his black and saliva was dripping with her roar from his mouth flowed on Severus's face.
Duncan had the chance and grabbed the sword that was lying next to Conner. He stood behind the bear and pushed it with all the force the animal from behind in the back. Blood came from her mouth, as if roaring. She stumbled briefly until it fell to the ground next to Conner and Severus. Duncan stood in front of Severus, he shook hands with him to help him get up. Conner also got to his feet. They stood before the huge animal, Conner pulled the sword from her back. Young Bravo, "he said, handing Duncan Recognizing the sword.
"Is' he dead?" Came A thin voice from below. The three men looked at each other and ran to the pit. They peeped. Regan sat on the floor beside him and the bear cub, which eagerly devoured the ham. They helped the young extract and then brought the man out for yourself. "I'm sorry," said Regan embarrassed and lowered his head. "Aye, is it still went well, did it from Conner," And a mighty fishing we now have, in fact, "he added encouragingly.
They sat together around the fire that Duncan with some virgin wood again Blaze brought. It had already begun to dawn. The bear was still there, where he had taken his last breath. It would be first thing tomorrow on the cart back to the village and carry everything you need to do there, he was simply too big to exclude it already in place, how they did it used to. It was a shame about the bear cub, but she could not do other than back into the wild zuentlassen and hoping that it was big enough to cope alone. Inconspicuously Severus had issued a life spell, as he felt unobserved, finally could not with such a heat, with raw meat be too careful.
the rabbit she had stabbed him and hung over the fire. He slowly grilled in front of him and gave off over time more and more an aromatic smell that reminded her of the emptiness in their bellies. Regan was the first to the whiskey bottle again brought to light and gave each a cup. After yesterday's escapade they had denied him that pleasure you, but after such a day they could accept any one big gulp.
"What's wrong?" Conner said after a moment of silence and turned in because of Duncan, now the attention of the other two men enjoyed. Duncan sat huddled by the fire, holding his left side of the face tightly. "It is this tooth," he said, "It hurts for weeks." "Maybe you should leave him time to see Mrs. Snape," suggested Conner. "After you have today her husband saved from ending up as a small bear snack, as they will certainly look at the times," he added insolently.
Duncan turned to the other side directly on the Severus sat next to him. "Do you believe they can not do anything?" He asked his neighbors approached and opened his mouth wide to the extent of his toothache present. Unintentionally Severus saw the rotten teeth and inflamed gums drumrum. A sweet putrid smell of blood and pus rose to his nose, which he had involuntarily turn up their nose. "I'm sure that can be done since what," said Severus, "Come over but just us." Mach "Yes, that 'I much, "Duncan answered him kindly, and made a small bow his head in token of his gratitude.
To be continued ...
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