Love knows no bounds
Disclaimer - I own nothing to do with Harry Potter, (well actually I own a lot of HP junk but that's irrelevant.) all the important stuff, (that means you can make money) belongs to however, but not me. The little quotes at the beginning and end of each chapter are from westlife songs, so I don't own them either.
A/N this is a stem story from 'I knew Harry Potter' you don't need to have read that, you can read it first or after, this story takes place before that and should explain some of the plots in it. I want to justify my choice of ship in the other fic, so if you were doubtful then read this and let me know what you think. Anyway onto the story.
Chapter 1 *Love.comes at inconvenient times*
*****
"It's every little thing you do, That makes me fall in love with you, There isn't a way that I can show you, Ever since I've come to know you,"
*****
Harry Potter stretched in his bed and wiggled his toes; this was surly going to be the best summer ever. He couldn't believe the Dursley's had let him come.
There was only two weeks of the summer holiday left before his seventh year began. Harry had arrived the night before and couldn't wait to see everyone.
The door to his bedroom creaked open and a shaggy head peered round it, smiled and said, "So you're awake then, are you gonna come down and get some breakfast." Harry sat for a moment while his still sleepy head processed the words, then grinning jumped up and followed his Godfather down the stairs.
Once in the kitchen he wrinkled up his nose at the horrid smell, some where between out-of-date eggs and rotting fish, that swamped his nostrils. Looking over to the cooker where a large cauldron sat bubbling away with a putrid yellow mixture glooping in the bottom. "I hope that's not breakfast!" Harry thought aloud. Glancing over at Sirius he noticed that he had gone a faint shade of green.
Sirius opened his mouth and bellowed, "Moony, what the hell are you cooking?" Harry had to stifle a giggle as he saw a very flustered Remus Lupin come bustling in from the living room and stop abruptly when the smell hit him.
He paled slightly and said, "Oh dear, that's not right," he quickly swept the cauldron up and took it out into the back garden. Re-entering the kitchen he wiped his brow with a tattered sleeve and frowned up at his old friend, "What am I going to do Padfoot, I'm hopeless." he slumped into the chair at the table, thinking deeply.
Sirius didn't seem to be deterred, "Look if you keep up like this, you're gonna kill us all, you can't brew a decent potion and you never could. I say that you give it up, you'll wreck our house."
Remus looked up at the other man with mild surprise on his face, "This is MY house, I don't have to let you stay here, and I need that potion, if I don't take it, I won't be safe,"
Harry flinched slightly at this blatant statement, maybe staying with his Dad's two best friends all summer wasn't going to be so much fun after all. Sirius was staying with Remus, still avoiding the ministry (he hadn't yet been cleared,), but he had the advantage, in the form of a black shaggy dog. Sirius had invited Harry and picked him up the night before, Remus had agreed (eventually, he had said it wouldn't be safe.), showing that he was still a marauder at heart. Harry broke out of his momental reverie at the sound of squealing.
He looked up to see Sirius held in a headlock by Remus, and kicking frantically to get away. The two men broke into a play fight, Harry rolled his eyes, and even if he'd never seen either of them so happy it still didn't fit, them acting so childish.
"Erm, Professor," Harry faulted. Lupin immediately stopped pretending to hit Sirius and straightened up, only to get hit in the stomach by Sirius, who hadn't realised that they'd stopped.
"Harry, I thought I'd told you to call me Remus, or Moony, or anything," he frowned, "professor is so formal, besides I haven't taught you since third year." Harry grinned apologetically.
Remus smiled fondly and then stated "I'll go make some breakfast then," and made to leave the room, before being stopped by Padfoot.
"Erm, no Moony, we know what your cooking skills are like, I think that I'll make the breakfast."
*****A few days later*****
Harry had come down to a familiar scene, another ruined cauldron sat in the corner of the room and Remus was holding his head and pondering over a long cold cup of tea. Harry thought for a moment before putting it forward, "You know, Hermione's very good at brewing potions, I bet she could help."
Moony looked up at Harry as though he'd just turned on the light in a very dark room, "Do you think she would?" he looked almost hopeful, "I mean if I don't get the potion soon, you're going to have to go back to your aunt and uncle's"
Harry blinked before firmly replying, "Yes, I know she will."
*****The following day*****
Hermione and Ron had both arrived and were surveying the scene in the kitchen, several battered cauldrons and piles of potions ingredients. Hermione sighed, "You do need help don't you?"
It took her and Remus a couple of hours to get the kitchen into any sort of working order, after about 10 minutes Sirius had declared that he was board and took the boys to diagon alley to get their school supplies. Hermione had given them her list and told them to be careful, more to Sirius than Harry and Ron, but there was no need, Remus had already given him strict instruction to remain in dog form AT ALL TIMES.
Hermione was setting up the cauldron over the stove and beginning to chop up the ingredients, Moony was sat at the table watching intently, "Is there anything I can do, I mean do you need any help."
She looked at him and then to the pile of cauldrons in the corner, "Erm.. I'm ok for now, I'll let you know if I need any assistance." he smiled at the look on her face and just nodded.
Everything went well for a good three hours the cauldron simmered. Now it was time for the tricky part. Hermione picked up the diced wolfsbane and mixed it into a funny blue looking solution. The liquid in the bottle turned green and she smiled. It was time to add it to the potion.
She re-read the instructions and raised her eyebrows how was she supposed to do that all at once.
'Hold cauldron firm and stirring in an anti-clockwise motion all the time, measure three ladles of the wolfs bane solution into the potion.'
She grasped the handle of the stirrer and began to turn then picking up the ladle in her other hand, thought carefully, she placed the handle of the stirrer into her mouth and kept it turning, then picking up the solution tried to measure it.
Lupin, who was sat at the table watching her, laughed to himself and moved over to her.
"Would you like a hand?" She jumped and only just managed to stop herself from spilling the green liquid into the mixture.
"I..I didn't realise that you were there!" she stammered and looked up into his brown, amused eyes. She smiled, "Yes please," she replied handing him the stirrer, and setting him into a steady rhythm.
She stood square on in front of the cauldron with Lupin behind her, his arm coming round to the right continually stirring the mixture. She faltered as she measured out the mixture. "Could you steady the cauldron?" she asked.
He smiled to himself as he placed his free hand around her side to hold it still. Hermione was now completely enclosed in his arms, but didn't seem to notice as she carefully added the required amount of the solution and smiled when the mixture began to swirl.
"There!" She said, "Now we just let it stand," smiling she turned around, inside of his arms bounding her.
She smiled as she caught sight of his dark eyes once again, and felt her insides melt. He really was quite attractive, she'd never noticed before, of course she hadn't she was only in third year then, well.
But her thoughts were cut short as he had bent slightly and pressed his lips against hers. Her heart raced, she'd never felt anyone so gentle yet so, fearsomely passionate. The depth of kiss increased as she began to return it. His confidence obviously increased from not being pushed away.
He stopped, her heart fluttered, she wanted it to continue, why had he stopped. It took a moment for her to find out, as she heard a whoop erupt from the doorway.
Glancing over she saw, Sirius who was winking roguishly, clapping and cheering at his companion, Harry who was grinning broadly in an 'I-knew-it' sort of way, and Ron who just looked plain horrified.
Hermione felt colour rising in her face and glanced up at Remus who had already gone the shade of Magenta that Hermione was threatening to.
The doorbell ringing and Sirius immediately transforming into a dog interrupted the scene. Lupin bustled to open the door and was greeted by Mr. and Mrs. granger smiling broadly at him. He began to feel guilt swelling in the bottom of his stomach along with something else, something that he wasn't sure of.
Hermione came into the corridor followed by Ron and Harry. "Well I'd better be going," she said quite glad of an excuse to leave. "Where are my things?" she asked and Ron pointed to a few bags by the door. Her father picked them up and took them out to the car, "Well goodbye, see you soon," she said to her two friends, Harry still wearing that stupid wide grin, and Ron just raised his eyebrows. She patted the dog, then got to the door and Remus, she looked up at him and quickly (as to prevent that red colour from re-emerging) said, "Goodbye Professor!" and left.
That was it, those two words told all he needed to know, he was too old, his advance had not been welcomed, it was as he had feared, he had thought for a brief moment that she had wanted him back. But who'd ever want to love a werewolf. He stopped, shut the door and turned to the three people standing behind him, Sirius looked at him with large blue eyes, "You OK Moony?" Remus just nodded.
"Well I suppose this isn't the best time to tell you but, I'm going to be teaching at Hogwarts again this year!" he didn't wait to see there reactions but went and shut himself upstairs with only his own thoughts for company.
*****
"Well you gave me heaven, Then you took it away, Girl I miss you more with each. Passing day!"
*****
A/N okay let me know what you think, good bad indifferent, how can I improve, do you want more? Please review I mean you've read it; it won't hurt you to tell me what you thought. Oh and drop in to my other fics, and let me know what you think of those too.
Disclaimer - I own nothing to do with Harry Potter, (well actually I own a lot of HP junk but that's irrelevant.) all the important stuff, (that means you can make money) belongs to however, but not me. The little quotes at the beginning and end of each chapter are from westlife songs, so I don't own them either.
A/N this is a stem story from 'I knew Harry Potter' you don't need to have read that, you can read it first or after, this story takes place before that and should explain some of the plots in it. I want to justify my choice of ship in the other fic, so if you were doubtful then read this and let me know what you think. Anyway onto the story.
Chapter 1 *Love.comes at inconvenient times*
*****
"It's every little thing you do, That makes me fall in love with you, There isn't a way that I can show you, Ever since I've come to know you,"
*****
Harry Potter stretched in his bed and wiggled his toes; this was surly going to be the best summer ever. He couldn't believe the Dursley's had let him come.
There was only two weeks of the summer holiday left before his seventh year began. Harry had arrived the night before and couldn't wait to see everyone.
The door to his bedroom creaked open and a shaggy head peered round it, smiled and said, "So you're awake then, are you gonna come down and get some breakfast." Harry sat for a moment while his still sleepy head processed the words, then grinning jumped up and followed his Godfather down the stairs.
Once in the kitchen he wrinkled up his nose at the horrid smell, some where between out-of-date eggs and rotting fish, that swamped his nostrils. Looking over to the cooker where a large cauldron sat bubbling away with a putrid yellow mixture glooping in the bottom. "I hope that's not breakfast!" Harry thought aloud. Glancing over at Sirius he noticed that he had gone a faint shade of green.
Sirius opened his mouth and bellowed, "Moony, what the hell are you cooking?" Harry had to stifle a giggle as he saw a very flustered Remus Lupin come bustling in from the living room and stop abruptly when the smell hit him.
He paled slightly and said, "Oh dear, that's not right," he quickly swept the cauldron up and took it out into the back garden. Re-entering the kitchen he wiped his brow with a tattered sleeve and frowned up at his old friend, "What am I going to do Padfoot, I'm hopeless." he slumped into the chair at the table, thinking deeply.
Sirius didn't seem to be deterred, "Look if you keep up like this, you're gonna kill us all, you can't brew a decent potion and you never could. I say that you give it up, you'll wreck our house."
Remus looked up at the other man with mild surprise on his face, "This is MY house, I don't have to let you stay here, and I need that potion, if I don't take it, I won't be safe,"
Harry flinched slightly at this blatant statement, maybe staying with his Dad's two best friends all summer wasn't going to be so much fun after all. Sirius was staying with Remus, still avoiding the ministry (he hadn't yet been cleared,), but he had the advantage, in the form of a black shaggy dog. Sirius had invited Harry and picked him up the night before, Remus had agreed (eventually, he had said it wouldn't be safe.), showing that he was still a marauder at heart. Harry broke out of his momental reverie at the sound of squealing.
He looked up to see Sirius held in a headlock by Remus, and kicking frantically to get away. The two men broke into a play fight, Harry rolled his eyes, and even if he'd never seen either of them so happy it still didn't fit, them acting so childish.
"Erm, Professor," Harry faulted. Lupin immediately stopped pretending to hit Sirius and straightened up, only to get hit in the stomach by Sirius, who hadn't realised that they'd stopped.
"Harry, I thought I'd told you to call me Remus, or Moony, or anything," he frowned, "professor is so formal, besides I haven't taught you since third year." Harry grinned apologetically.
Remus smiled fondly and then stated "I'll go make some breakfast then," and made to leave the room, before being stopped by Padfoot.
"Erm, no Moony, we know what your cooking skills are like, I think that I'll make the breakfast."
*****A few days later*****
Harry had come down to a familiar scene, another ruined cauldron sat in the corner of the room and Remus was holding his head and pondering over a long cold cup of tea. Harry thought for a moment before putting it forward, "You know, Hermione's very good at brewing potions, I bet she could help."
Moony looked up at Harry as though he'd just turned on the light in a very dark room, "Do you think she would?" he looked almost hopeful, "I mean if I don't get the potion soon, you're going to have to go back to your aunt and uncle's"
Harry blinked before firmly replying, "Yes, I know she will."
*****The following day*****
Hermione and Ron had both arrived and were surveying the scene in the kitchen, several battered cauldrons and piles of potions ingredients. Hermione sighed, "You do need help don't you?"
It took her and Remus a couple of hours to get the kitchen into any sort of working order, after about 10 minutes Sirius had declared that he was board and took the boys to diagon alley to get their school supplies. Hermione had given them her list and told them to be careful, more to Sirius than Harry and Ron, but there was no need, Remus had already given him strict instruction to remain in dog form AT ALL TIMES.
Hermione was setting up the cauldron over the stove and beginning to chop up the ingredients, Moony was sat at the table watching intently, "Is there anything I can do, I mean do you need any help."
She looked at him and then to the pile of cauldrons in the corner, "Erm.. I'm ok for now, I'll let you know if I need any assistance." he smiled at the look on her face and just nodded.
Everything went well for a good three hours the cauldron simmered. Now it was time for the tricky part. Hermione picked up the diced wolfsbane and mixed it into a funny blue looking solution. The liquid in the bottle turned green and she smiled. It was time to add it to the potion.
She re-read the instructions and raised her eyebrows how was she supposed to do that all at once.
'Hold cauldron firm and stirring in an anti-clockwise motion all the time, measure three ladles of the wolfs bane solution into the potion.'
She grasped the handle of the stirrer and began to turn then picking up the ladle in her other hand, thought carefully, she placed the handle of the stirrer into her mouth and kept it turning, then picking up the solution tried to measure it.
Lupin, who was sat at the table watching her, laughed to himself and moved over to her.
"Would you like a hand?" She jumped and only just managed to stop herself from spilling the green liquid into the mixture.
"I..I didn't realise that you were there!" she stammered and looked up into his brown, amused eyes. She smiled, "Yes please," she replied handing him the stirrer, and setting him into a steady rhythm.
She stood square on in front of the cauldron with Lupin behind her, his arm coming round to the right continually stirring the mixture. She faltered as she measured out the mixture. "Could you steady the cauldron?" she asked.
He smiled to himself as he placed his free hand around her side to hold it still. Hermione was now completely enclosed in his arms, but didn't seem to notice as she carefully added the required amount of the solution and smiled when the mixture began to swirl.
"There!" She said, "Now we just let it stand," smiling she turned around, inside of his arms bounding her.
She smiled as she caught sight of his dark eyes once again, and felt her insides melt. He really was quite attractive, she'd never noticed before, of course she hadn't she was only in third year then, well.
But her thoughts were cut short as he had bent slightly and pressed his lips against hers. Her heart raced, she'd never felt anyone so gentle yet so, fearsomely passionate. The depth of kiss increased as she began to return it. His confidence obviously increased from not being pushed away.
He stopped, her heart fluttered, she wanted it to continue, why had he stopped. It took a moment for her to find out, as she heard a whoop erupt from the doorway.
Glancing over she saw, Sirius who was winking roguishly, clapping and cheering at his companion, Harry who was grinning broadly in an 'I-knew-it' sort of way, and Ron who just looked plain horrified.
Hermione felt colour rising in her face and glanced up at Remus who had already gone the shade of Magenta that Hermione was threatening to.
The doorbell ringing and Sirius immediately transforming into a dog interrupted the scene. Lupin bustled to open the door and was greeted by Mr. and Mrs. granger smiling broadly at him. He began to feel guilt swelling in the bottom of his stomach along with something else, something that he wasn't sure of.
Hermione came into the corridor followed by Ron and Harry. "Well I'd better be going," she said quite glad of an excuse to leave. "Where are my things?" she asked and Ron pointed to a few bags by the door. Her father picked them up and took them out to the car, "Well goodbye, see you soon," she said to her two friends, Harry still wearing that stupid wide grin, and Ron just raised his eyebrows. She patted the dog, then got to the door and Remus, she looked up at him and quickly (as to prevent that red colour from re-emerging) said, "Goodbye Professor!" and left.
That was it, those two words told all he needed to know, he was too old, his advance had not been welcomed, it was as he had feared, he had thought for a brief moment that she had wanted him back. But who'd ever want to love a werewolf. He stopped, shut the door and turned to the three people standing behind him, Sirius looked at him with large blue eyes, "You OK Moony?" Remus just nodded.
"Well I suppose this isn't the best time to tell you but, I'm going to be teaching at Hogwarts again this year!" he didn't wait to see there reactions but went and shut himself upstairs with only his own thoughts for company.
*****
"Well you gave me heaven, Then you took it away, Girl I miss you more with each. Passing day!"
*****
A/N okay let me know what you think, good bad indifferent, how can I improve, do you want more? Please review I mean you've read it; it won't hurt you to tell me what you thought. Oh and drop in to my other fics, and let me know what you think of those too.