The pair darted in and out of the trees of the Forbidden Forrest. Low hanging branches whipped at their faces, and Hermione felt the small cuts manifesting across her cheeks and forehead, but as hard and fast as they ran, the wolf was faster. He had Harry and Hermione cornered, their backs facing a small creek that ran through the trees. There was nowhere else for them to go, but the wolf slowed his pace as he moved towards them. In true Gryffindor recklessness, Hermione grabbed Harry and shoved him behind her with the wolf only feet away.