Disclaimer : I don't own anything of the HP world. Even the plot is not mine XD
Summary : After celebrating Harry's 21st birthday, Remus and Hermione are drunk. AU. OneShot for MoonNightLover. Rated M!
Note : This is the other promised fic. This one is for MoonNightLover. Hope you like it XD
Title : Thank Merlin for Alcohol.
The war was long behind them. Harry lived in Grimmauld Place with Remus, and Hermione. He had requested them to live with him as he did want to have the house all to himself. The huge house gave him shivers. So when they moved in they redid the interior to give it a brighter outlook.
And today was Harry's 21st birthday. They were celebrating his birthday in the Garden of the house. The whole Weasley family, McGonagall, Moody, Kingsley, and several other Aurors joined the festivities. Of course, it was his two roommates that organized the whole party. Remus had told Harry a few times how Hermione drove him crazy but he did admit her bossiness was interesting. Harry had suspicions that the two harbored feelings for one another but he didn't push it. If they did, they would figure it out themselves.
Everyone had a wonderful time, Remus and Hermione shared a couple dances, but they were extremely drunk. Somehow the twins had come up with a game that when someone lost, they had to drink down from the fire whiskey. And everyone in the game was always losing. It was a trick from their part, everyone knew it but it didn't bother them as they were having a good time.
Once the festivities over, everyone left the Noble House leaving a very drunk Harry, Hermione and Remus. Harry had invited his girlfriend, Ginny, to sleep over. So she was among the occupants of the house for the night. They had retired and Hermione told Harry she would clean up. She wasn't sure how much she would get done considering how drunk she was. Remus offered to help.
As they started cleaning up the garden, Hermione had the wicked idea to through some leftover cake at Remus. The creamy piece landed in his face right as she called him. She began laughing hysterically. He glared at her.
"You think this is funny, Miss Granger?"
She nodded still laughing. He called her and when she looked up at hi, he was spilling champagne all over her. Her mouth dropped open as she noticed the smirk on his face. She grabbed another piece of cake and was about to throw it at him but he ducked as soon as the piece came flying towards him. He grabbed a piece of food, he didn't pay attention to what it was, and threw it to her.
"You little --" She began upset.
"Tsk, tsk! Language, Miss Granger!" He said in a professorial tone.
"I am no longer your student, Remus!" She said while placing two hands on her hips.
He looked at her from head to toe taking in every feature of her body. She had grown into a beautiful young woman, gone was the bushy haired little girl. Now stood a brown-golden, curly haired young woman with chocolate-brown eyes, eyes twinkling with knowledge, flat stomach, long creamy legs, and a see-through wet white top from the champagne. Her breast were firm and she seemed to wear a laced white bra. He licked his upper lip and he noticed her biting her lower lip. She was blushing and he cleared his throat. He must have been staring at her longer than he thought.
"Yes…Well… Let's clean up!" He tried to regain composure. He turned himself to the nearby table and began cleaning.
He suddenly felt a hand caressing his shoulders. The soft touch made him shiver. And then came in front of him the very woman he was staring at. She sat on the table and crossed her legs. Her black skirt slightly slid up, and seemed to be mid-thigh length. His sharp in-take of breath let her know that he was turned on, that he was trying to remain in control. She pulled on the waistband of his jeans bringing him closer to her.
"I am not a child anymore, Remus…" She whispered in his hear and he growled. "I know you want me. I want you too…" She finished.
She looked back into his eyes and they were clouded by lust. His eyes were darting her like an animal and this made her shiver inside. He looked away as he shut his eyes. He was fighting an internal battle. She lifted one small hand to his chin and made him look at her. But his eyes were still closed.
"Look at me." She whispered.
He opened his eyes and his blue-grey eyes had a slight hint of amber. She bit her lower lip, moistened her lips and leaned forward kissing him full on the lips. His eyes closed and he began to respond. Their kiss was soft at first, but as she soon she parted her lips, the kiss deepened into a passionate kiss. He brought his hand up to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair. His other free hand snaked around her waist pulling her flush closer to him. At this point she could feel his whole heated body against hers. She moaned in his kiss and he growled as a response.
As they separated, their eyes were clouded and Hermione was breathless. Never had she been kissed like that before. He was panting also, and when she noticed his look, it was sadness and a flicker of doubt.
"Remus, I want this! Please!" She slurred, and she knew her drunken state was not helping. "Just one night…" She purred.
He couldn't think clear anymore. If they were going to regret it, it was in the morning. They could blame alcoholism on their sexual encounter. Without wasting any minute longer, his jeans becoming painfully uncomfortable, he ripped Hermione's white shirt open and she gasped at the force of it. He cupped her breast and began fondling them while assaulting her mouth with a bruising kiss. He removed the shirt, and unclasped her bra. He pinched her nipples which made her moan in delight and she snaked her hands to his shirt and unbuttoned it. She pushed the cloth down his back while her hands caressed it. He groaned and shivered at the sensation. It was a feathery touch.
When they broke the kiss, they took the time to observe each other. Her pale skin looked like milk. His broad muscled chest was covered in scars. He leaned forward and began sucking on her hardened nipples, circling his tongue over them, tending them as if they were the most precious thing in the world. And then she did something unexpected, she pushed him back. His look was surprised but then he realized what she was doing. She began to lick his scars. He groaned and he didn't how much longer he could stand the pain in his pants. Her licking continued lower and lower, until she hopped off the table and was kneeling in front of him. She unbuckled his belt, undid the jeans button and the zipper. She pulled the jeans down and quickly followed with his boxers freeing his long, already hard, shaft.
She looked up at him and smirked before engulfing her hot mouth over it. Her groaned and she began slowly motions : back and forth, with help of her hand. He fought the urge of gripping her hair and pushing her forcefully until she would gag, but it was being difficult. Soon she sped up, and he couldn't resist. His hand grabbed her hair and pushed her forward. She flicked her tongue over his shaft and he growled. She could feel him down her throat and he pulled her back. Her saliva was all over him. He pushed her forward again and back, speeding up. This time he started to feel himself close and pulled her back.
She whimpered and he chuckled. He lifted her up and sat her back on the garden table. He didn't want to come just yet. The fun was just beginning. She propped herself on her front arms, leaning back slightly. He opened her skirt while kissing her flat stomach. Pulling the item down continued his kissing further down. He kissed her underwear right at her womanhood. He could feel it was already wet, her arousal driving him crazy. He threw the skirt aside and yanked the small piece of clothing off. He spread her legs, which were dangling over the side of the table, and placed his face at the entrance of her womanhood. Her lips were pink and wet, and he parted them lightly and lowered himself. He blew a light blow and then flicked his tongue quickly over her clitoris. Her back arched, and her head fell backwards as she moaned his name. He smiled and continued his licking and sucking. Soon he entered one finger, followed by a second one. While pumping his fingers, he continued licking her clit. She was feeling so many feelings at one, and the tingling in the pit of her stomach was growing. She grabbed his hair as if to push him further. Soon he pulled his fingers out, sensing her imminent climax, and she whimpered. But quickly replaced them and pumping faster than before. He could feel her walls starting to tighten around his fingers and her hips bucked as she came screaming his name. He swallowed willingly her juices before standing up. He licked his upper lip.
"You taste divinely." He kissed her so she could taste herself and she moaned.
She was already sweaty and felt her body was already in such heat, she couldn't possibly feel more. But she was wrong. Remus pulled her closer, circling her legs around his hips and she could feel the tip of his cock at her entrance. He rubbed it against her clit, teasing her.
"Please!" That was all he needed before he thrust in with a sheer force, it made her scream in pain. "Remuuuuus!"
He looked at her and saw a few tears that ran down her cheeks. He was about to stop but she shook her head. He continued faster and harder with each thrust. She was moaning and he was groaning. Her arms were around his neck as she held onto him for dear life. His arms snaked around her waist as he pulled her closer. Their bodies were covered in beads of sweat, their breathing ragged, and their feelings exploding. She soon began to feel the same tingling in the pit of her stomach.
He gathered her in his arms and laid her down on the cold grass of the garden. His lifted her legs so they rested on his shoulders. He continued thrusting, this time harder and faster. It was wild, like being driven by a wild animal. Her hand pulled the grass as she felt the building her orgasm. It was maddening. Their panting, their moaning, all was mixed together. Soon she felt her walls tighten, and he could too. He shut his eyes as if to not come before she did. And then he flicked his thumb over her clit which made her world shatter. She came screaming his name while he continued thrusting and then he climaxed, spilling his whole seed in her womb.
Once a bit calmed down, he removed himself and laid on the ground next to her. They continued to try to gain control of their breathing. Hermione had never experienced sex like that, and she was glad that she had. She was thankful for being drunk. She snuggled against him, laying her head on his chest while he caressed her arm. They remained silent as sleep crept on them.
The next morning, Harry found the two completely naked in the garden. He conjured a blanket and covered them before waking them up. Slowly, but surely. Hermione opened her eyes slowly and rose to a seating position. Her head was throbbing in pain. She saw a small drink being handed to her and she looked up to see Harry. Her eyes widened.
"Oh Merlin!"
"It's ok, Hermione. Take the drink. It'll help!" He said smiling softly.
"Harry, it's not what you think!" She said quickly.
"Of course it isn't." He said unconvinced. "It's your life, Hermione. You do whatever you want." He said soothingly. "I hope it was enjoyable at least." He finished smirking.
She blushed and nodded. She drank the content of the cup feeling better already. Hermione began shaking Remus to wake him up. He didn't move. She groaned in frustration and slapped his face which made him jerk into a sitting position.
"What?!" He yelled. But then he realized he wasn't alone. "Oh Merlin!"
Harry laughed. "You two really do go well together!" Remus and Hermione blushed looking down. "Come on, get back in the house and get dressed." He paused and handed a cup to Remus. "Drink!"
Harry passed them and walked back to the house. Remus and Hermione didn't look at each other and an uncomfortable silence hovered them. She cleared her throat and said she would get dressed. He agreed and followed her back to the house. Once inside, she went to her bathroom and took a hot bath. She tried to remember the previous nights event, but it was only a blur. While she remembers enjoying the sex with Remus, she wasn't sure exactly how it happened, and who engaged the whole thing. And then her eyes widened at a thought, did someone perform a contraceptive spell? She hoped Remus did, because she was sure she didn't. And the thought, of course Remus would have. He is more responsible than her, right? She hoped…
A couple hours later, they were sitting silently in the kitchen. Harry was eating his lunch but couldn't stand it. He dropped his fork on his plate and sighed.
"Would you please just get it out in the open and talk about it?"
Hermione blushed and looked quickly at Remus. He seemed equally uncomfortable and lowered his head.
"Hermione, did you enjoy it?" Harry said quickly.
Remus rose his head and she blushed while nodding. He couldn't help but feeling happy about that. And the he asked the same question to Remus who blushed and nodded too.
"So then nothing to worry. Just get on with your lives!" Harry said as he rose from the table and when he was about to exit the kitchen, he added : "Ginny doesn't know. She left before I found you."
And with that he was gone. They sat staring at each other. Hermione felt a sudden urge of kissing him. Shaking her head, she rose to her feet and placed her cup in the sink. She was about to walk out when she felt two arms grab her. He spun her around and they looked at each other again.
"Hermione…" He breathed out trying to gather his thoughts. "Did you use a contraceptive spell last night?"
Hermione's eyes widened at his question. She knew this meant he didn't. She shook her head and his eyes widened too. He cursed under his breath. Taking her forcefully by the hand, he flooed them to St Mungos. He was hoping it wasn't too late. Once matted with a werewolf, the conception of child was instant. How could he have been so stupid.
"Remus! Stop! You're hurting me!" She said as he pulled her inside the building.
"We need to find out if it's too late!" He answered in a tone angrier than he wanted.
"Find out what? I can get a pill in the muggle world --" She began but was cut off.
"You don't get it! I am a werewolf! Don't you know your lessons!" He said glaring at her.
"I said Let go!" She yanked her hand away from him and stopped. He turned around and they both glared at each other. "How dare you assume I don't know! Don't you think I haven't though about it!" She spat as angry tears ran down her face.
He realized he had hurt her feelings. "I'm sorry…." He whispered.
Holding her head high, she walked pass him and down the hallway. She found the receptionist and asked to see a Medi-witch for a pregnancy test. The receptionist eyed her curiously then shrugged her shoulders. She filled in the necessary paperwork and asked Hermione to take a seat. Remus took a seat next to her but she refused to look at him.
"I'm really sorry, Hermione. I just got scared." He whispered, his voice broken.
Hermione felt bad for him. She sighed and looked at him. "Listen, if I am pregnant, there is nothing we can do about it." She said firmly.
"There is the option of --"
"Don't you even dare mention that!" She gritted through her teeth. "I am not giving up this child because of our horny hormones that kicked in last night. I accept the responsibility. If you can't, then please leave!" She finished before turning her head away from him.
"No! I am not leaving!" He was as stubborn as she was. "This responsibility is mine too."
They remained silent until the Medi-witch called her. They followed her into a small room where she asked Hermione to lay on the bed.
"First of all, when did you have your sexual encounter?"
"Last night." Hermione said softly.
The Medi-witch rose an eyebrow. "I don't think --"
"I'm a werewolf!" Remus interjected.
"I see. That would explain why you are here so quickly." She smiled softly. "Very well. Let me perform a few spells then we will know."
Hermione bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. Unconsciously, Remus took her hand and Hermione looked at him. But he seemed as nervous as she was. She smiled and relaxed. The Medi-witch performed her spells and then once she was done, she had a smile plastered on her face.
"Well?" Remus asked impatiently.
"You are pregnant, Miss Granger. Since it's a seven month pregnancy, I would say you will be due at the end of February." She said softly.
Remus was speechless and was so pale, Hermione thought he was about to faint. Hermione smiled and tried to regain composure. "Thank you. When is the next time I should see you?"
At this question, Remus turned to face her but she ignored him. "In about a month, to see how you are coming along. If anything goes wrong though, please do come anytime."
Hermione nodded and bid her goodbyes while pulling Remus out of the room. They left St Mungos and flooed back to Grimmauld Place.
Once they arrived in the kitchen, Harry was in the middle of doing dinner. He turned to them smiling but then frowned when he noticed Remus's white face. Hermione shook her head and took a seat.
"Something wrong? Is Remus alright?" Harry asked concerned.
"I'm pregnant!" She said bluntly.
The casserole Harry was holding fell to the ground which made Remus come back from his lost world. Hermione rolled her eyes and picked up after Harry. She was taking the news better than them, and she was the one pregnant.
"You're what?" Harry said disbelievingly.
"I impregnated her…" Remus whispered.
"But how?"
"How do you think?" Hermione said annoyed. He looked at her blushing. "Last night."
"Isn't a bit early to tell?"
"I'm a werewolf, Harry. Werewolf matting is instant."
He mouthed an "oh" and the room fell silent. They remained silent for a good fifteen minutes until Hermione groaned in frustration.
"Remus, I don't care if you don't love me!" She yelled and this surprised him. "But I am keeping this baby. If you want it with me, that's fine. If not, please don't push our friendship aside!" She finished breathless.
"You… Of course I want this baby with you. I told you already. But it's just that…" He paused and she saw the fear in his eyes. "You are giving up your youth because of our mistake."
"This baby is not a mistake. And I am not giving up anything. If anything, I am gaining the miracle of life. Which is enough for me to know that last night was the best night of my life." She said as she knelt in front of him.
He looked at her surprised and she smiled. "Hermione…" He whispered and before he knew he was kissing her passionately.
It was the clearing of Harry's throat that stopped them. "Well since you are going to be parents, why don't you guys date each other and see how it works out." Harry suggested.
Remus and Hermione looked at each other, and blushed. "I'm ok with it, if you are." Hermione said with a small voice. Remus growled and gathered Hermione in his arm kissing her again.
"I guess that means yes." Harry chuckled. "Don't forget silencing charms in your bedroom tonight." He paused. "Or on the kitchen." He finished before walking out.
They laughed but continued their kissing.
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Eight months later.
One month old Adrian was sitting on Harry's lap. Today, they were celebrating the marriage of Remus Lupin and Hermione Granger. They had spent the most wonderful months together during Hermione's pregnancy, and when Adrian was born, Remus asked Hermione to marry him. She agreed, of course. Many people were surprised, but nonetheless happy.
It was pure joy once the marriage was over. Now Remus Lupin had a wife, and a loving son. Thank Merlin for alcohol! He thought.
A/N : Well I hope you liked it. I know it's kinda cheesy for a oneshot.