**Author's note: Okay, I know I'm going to have people thinking "ew...gross...how'd you come up with this". Well, here's the answer. So, I was browsing through the various, amusing, people Hermione has been put with. I saw Snape and Hermione and was like...O_o...I was surprised if anyone could come up with a decent story between them. Surprise, surprise. I search, and, of course there are gazillions of stories about that certain couple. It's kind of scary. But, anyway, I've never seen Hermione paired with Lupin, so I thought it might be interesting if they were paired together. Obviously, they did not see each other for years on end sometimes, so the most logical way to write this would be snapshots of their lives. TaDa! Okay well this is becoming long enough soo...yeah! Please enjoy ^_^**

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Lupin

It was a new batch of students. More for him to endanger. It had been a long time since he had taught anything, but Dumbledore trusted him. That man must've saw

something in him, an ability perhaps, but he didn't see it in himself. Maybe he was needed to help protect Jame's and Lily's son, Harry. When he last saw the boy he

had been a toddler, barely able to walk. From his dim memories he remembered that the boy looked remarkably like James, but with Lily's exact bright green eyes.

He watched as water flew from his wand and into a large tank, splashing against the sides. The grindylows in the jars beside him were becoming restless. This would

be hard for him, having to see the exact replica of his close friend, and stare into the eyes of his best friend, every day. Poor Severus though. He had it harder than

anyone. Dumbledore made a deal with Severus when Lupin came to work at the school, he knew, to make sure he didn't kill any of the kids.

Memories tumbled throughout his head, and Lupin was unable to keep one long enough to truly reminisce. He felt the tears slide down his face and the steady

stream of water faltered. Sobs began to rock him. The man backed against the wall and slid down to the floor, weeping, his body being racked by the violent tears.

Throughout his entire episode he did not know that there was a fourteen year old girl with unruly brown hair watching him carefully, tears falling down her face.

Hermione

Harry let out a bark of laughter at something Ron had whispered in his ear. Hermione cracked a grin and shook her head slowly. She didn't hear, and she didn't want to

know. They were off to their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the year. Hermione had already figured out who the new teacher was, and blushed slightly at

the thought of the shabby man twice her age. He was on the train and slept most of the way, except when the dementor appeared. She shuddered at the thought of

the dark, hooded figure, at the tears that pricked hot in her eyes as she felt her worst memory be brought to the forefront of her mind. She even knew that he had

glimpsed a moment of it from the way his eyes shot towards her, a moment's pain shown in them.

That's when she knew he was far more skilled than he let on on the train.

They walked into the classroom and took their usual seats near the back corner, she slid gracefully into the seat between Harry and Ron, immediately opening her

books and passing them each a sheet of paper.

"Uhm, hello students. My name is Professor Lupin and I'll be your Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher this year," He began, keeping his eyes down on the big book in

front of him. With a flick of his wrist the chalk rose up, of their own accord, and scrawled his name in script on the board. After a minute's waiting, and uncomfortable

squirming among the students, Lupin slammed the book shut, letting loose a cloud of dust into the air.

"Let's begin shall we?" Lupin grinned, a mischievous smile lighting up his face, his eyes meeting hers. Hermione looked down and blushed rosily.

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