Chapter 1

It was the night after Christmas and I was alone in my room. My roommates had left and gone home to visit with their families. I had told my parents that with all the homework that I had to work on over the winter break. There was no possible way to make it home and be able to work on my homework with my parents and other family members around, no offense to them. My mother had told my father that I was going to be pretty busy and that I would make it home as soon as I could to see them. They both reluctantly accepted that there was no way for me to make it home and told me that they would send me my gifts via owl.

I could hear the loud music below me start to die down. I rolled over to check out the time on the clock beside my bed. I sighed when I saw the little red numbers, 1:45 in the morning. The Great Hall had been used for the staff Christmas Party tonight and my room happened to be right above it…lucky me.

I sighed again, realizing that I hadn't finished my Potions essay and that I wouldn't feel right if I didn't finish the essay before I fell asleep. Snape hadn't gone easy on us for the winter holiday either…shocker I know. I turned on the lamp that was sitting on my bedside table and settled onto my bed to finish my nearly-finished paper. The essay had to be a minimum of two rolls of parchment and had to describe a specific potion. Fortunately for me, I received the potion that I knew the most about…Wolfsbane.

I sat and I wrote and I wrote and I wrote and I wrote some more. When I finally had finished my essay it was going on 2:30 a.m. and I was barely conscious. I was about to turn off my lamp when I heard a light knocking sound on my door. Before I had the chance to move toward the door, or even move at all, the door opened and revealed a one Remus Lupin. It was quite obvious that he was drunk and that he had more than just talking on his mind.

"Well, hello there Hermione," he slurred and moved toward me, with a smile on his face that would've terrified anyone. He grabbed a hold of my arm before I had a chance to move away from him.



"Professor? Professor what are you doing? Let me go!" I demanded and tried to pry his fingers off of my forearm.

"Look, either way," he threw me onto my bed, "you know what's going to happen so you might as well just take it," he whispered harshly into my ear as he pinned me down. He ripped of my night clothes and yanked my underwear down. "I like it better with the lights off," he whispered creepily to me as he turned off the lamp.

He pulled his pants down and covered my mouth with his hand. I felt him enter me, before my mind and body both went numb. I could see him sweating and hear him grunting, but couldn't register the fact that it was sweet, innocent Professor Lupin doing this to me!

When he climaxed and collapsed ontop of me, he quickly got back up and left the room without another word or sound. As soon as he was gone and the door was shut, I quickly got up and headed into the bathroom to shower. I felt so dirty and I wanted every single bit of Remus off of me and washing down the drain.

I got in and the water was scalding hot but I couldn't feel it. I scrubbed myself over and over compulsively, never feeling clean. I still couldn't get him off of my skin. After a while, I eventually gave up and got out. My skin had turned a red color, similar to that of a lobster, but I didn't care. I put on my new pajamas and got back into the bed where my worst nightmare had occurred and was unwillingly taken over by sleep. As I slept, I kept replaying the events of the night over and over again restlessly.