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A pair of rushing heels was heard echoing through the empty corridor. A certain brunette was making her way back to her dorm quickly. She was in the library, studying for her NEWTS and didn't notice the time.

Hermione was the only one, amongst the Golden Trio, who came back to school, being serious in her studies unlike her two best friends, both of whom hadn't even considered coming back. She was now in Ginny's year and with her, she was quite fine with the idea of not having someone to reprimand doing all the school loads earlier.

Ginny wasn't like her brother, Ron, who did his homework the day before it was needed. At least the youngest Weasley had the tendency to work on it a few days before and Hermione appreciated that.

When she was passing by their Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, she remembered how lucky she was when she found out that Remus (she ought to learn to call him Professor now) was the one McGonagall had hired for the DADA post.

Only this summer she petitioned a law, having a post in the Ministry because of her help in the War, that gave equal rights and protection to half-breeds, elves, and other magical creatures. And with Kingsley as the Minister after the dreadful war, her petition was signed in just a few days.

Having this new law made Rem — Professor Lupin so happy with Hermione that he started being like her friend instead of a responsible adult to her. So when she found out that he took the Headmistress' offer on the available job as the DADA professor, she almost jumped with joy with Ginny.

Of course, other student's parents were somewhat edgy with the idea of having a werewolf as their children's professor, but Headmistress McGonagall assured them that every month, a few days before and after the full moon, Professor Lupin would be placed somewhere far away from the castle as to not harm any students. She also assured them that he would continuously drink the Wolfsbane Potion as prescribed to have his human mind when he transformed. This way, he wouldn't be able to harm anyone.

Hermione smiled at the thought as she passed by the room. She was really happy for him because now, he could live his life normally after the war. No more shabby clothes for him plus at least now, he could afford his own living quarters.

She turned to a corridor and was surprised when she bumped into someone, dropping her books together with her.

"I'm sorry." She managed to say as she got up and gathered her books, not looking at who it was.

The person who she'd bumped into crouched down with her to help gather her books. "It's alright, though I should say I'm sorry too, Miss Granger."

She looked up only to see her favorite professor smiling down at her. They stood up and Lupin gave her back her books.

"I'm sorry Professor, I wasn't looking." She said, looking down guiltily because of being out of bed in the wee hours of the night.

He smiled warmly at her knowing why she was feeling guilty. "Why are you in the corridors at this hour, Hermione? I believe Ron & Harry are not with you anymore." He said, teasing her about all the times when she, Ron, and Harry wandered around the castle past the curfew.

"Uhh.. I was at the.. At the.. At the library, Professor. I wasn't aware of the time. I was busy —" She was cut off when Lupin raised his hand to stop her.

"Ah. Yes. You were busy studying. I should have known. And I told you, Hermione, call me Remus when we're not in class." Again, he was smiling warmly at her.

Hermione blushed. "O-okay, Remus." Her heart fluttered slightly when his name came out from her mouth.

Remus grinned at her blush and said, "Well, I should escort you back to your dorm room. I believe that it would be my responsibility if you did not reach your quarters, wouldn't it?

"Yes, Prof — Remus." She corrected herself, looking at him in the eyes, smiling.

Remus felt something that he shouldn't be feeling when she smiled. What was it? Well, he did not know yet. He just knew that he shouldn't be having those feelings. So instead of replying, he smiled and started to walk to the Gryffindor Common Room.

She followed and wondered what he was thinking. They were half way down the corridor going to the dorm room when they heard something crash. They looked behind them and saw Peeves being mischievous as ever. They both gulped, knowing that Peeves shouldn't see them or else…

Remus acted on instinct and grabbed Hermione by the arm and entered the nearest classroom quickly, staying out of the poltergeist's sight.

Both listened carefully and heard the faint noise of crashing, meaning Peeves was on his way somewhere. Both breathed out in relief, not noticing their compromising position.

Hermione was the first to notice. They were leaning on the door, both faces so close they could almost feel each other's breaths. Her heart started to race.

He looked at her. Her eyes had this rich brown color with depths like the ocean. Her lips, small and pink, looked so soft. Wonder what it feels like, he thought leaning down.

Her heart was pounding so fast that she thought he could hear it. She just looked in his eyes and started to lean in too. Their faces were a centimeter apart when the doorknob rattled.

Both jumped in surprise and looked at said object, only to find out that Remus was the one making it rattle. His hands were shaking.

Blushing out of embarrassment, he stood up straight and composed himself. "S-sorry, Hermione. I think Peeves has gone now," he said, opening the door and getting out of the classroom.

"Yes. I think so too," she said, hiding her blush, holding her books closely to her chest.

The way to the dorm room was awkward; neither one even bothered talking. Both of them were still thinking about what had happened.

"Here you are. Hermione, I'm really sorry about earlier. That — that shouldn't have happened," he said, his voice turning into a whisper but she heard it.

Hermione felt sad. She liked what had almost happened but figured that the feeling was not mutual.

"It's.. It's fine, Professor. I'm quite sorry too. Though I kind of liked what happened…" she whispered the last sentence faintly to herself expecting him not to hear it and went inside the common room quickly, missing Remus' shocked face.

Remus watched the portrait hole close. He clearly heard what Hermione had whispered. For Merlin's sake, he was a werewolf! And being one had its advantages, like having a good sense of hearing. A smile crept slowly on his face. You like that, huh, witch? He thought. He turned around to walk back to his office, thinking of a certain brunette. Now that he was sure that Hermione was interested in him, then he'd have to do something about it.

The next day, Hermione woke up feeling somber. She tried thinking of why she was feeling that way when she remembered what had happened last night. She groaned and covered her face with her quilt.

"Hermione?" A voice not far from her bed called.

She put her quilt down and turned to look at who was calling her. A redhead came to view.

"Are you alright?" Ginny asked, concerned for her friend. She was preparing to take a bath when she had heard Hermione groan.

"Uh, yeah. Just woke up on the wrong side of the bed's all," Hermione reasoned.

Ginny seemed to buy that though she was still slightly suspicious. But she decided to drop it since she knew Hermione was not quite a morning person.

"Okay. But if you need anything or you just need to talk, you know I'll be here, alright," she said going inside the bathroom.

Hermione just looked at the closed door and sighed. She'd tell her when she was ready. Not that she needed to ready herself for anything, but she didn't want to tell Ginny about what happened when she, herself, wasn't sure yet.

Last night, her heart made her feel like she was in love, pounding and fluttering in her stomach. She was not sure why she felt that but she thought Remus was the reason. When she looked at his eyes, she saw how deep they were and they mesmerized her. She realized that for years, she overlooked him; only acknowledging him as her former professor when she met him in the Order. But now, she saw him differently. She noticed how lean his muscles were when he took off his cloak. How her eyes raked his body when he did that. Sometimes, he caught her staring but didn't mind it, yet she felt so guilty from the staring that she would look at him only when it was necessary.

No, Hermione. Get a grip. He's your professor and friend. He only thinks of you as a child. She thought, scolding herself as she put her face in her hands.

But Hermione thought wrong. In Remus' eyes, she was not a child anymore. She was now a beautiful woman. Her curls only flowed on the end of her hair. Her robes hid how slim her waist was and how her curves fitted her perfectly. She was not flat chested anymore; instead, she'd grown larger in size, much to Remus' appreciation.

He would be an idiot if he didn't notice how beautiful and hot she was. Though calling your student hot was a bit inappropriate but yes, Hermione was hot. During the time when the Weasley clan together with the Order members and celebrated Hermione's passed law for equal rights & protection for his kind, she was wearing a dress that gripped tightly on her thighs showing off her legs. His eyes had roamed around her body, looking at her from head to toe, appreciating her all night. Her dress was red and he couldn't stop thinking of her as his little red. His control had thinned quickly so he left the Burrow earlier than necessary before he attacked her body with his.

Now, they were in Hogwarts so he had to control himself more. Last night, his control slipped for a few seconds and he almost regretted what he had done. If it weren't for Hermione saying she rather enjoyed it, he would have been in his office for the whole day, scolding himself but knowing that Hermione had enjoyed it, he'd make sure to corner her again. The wolf inside him howled in excitement. Dismissing the thought of her as a student only, he had thoughts of her beneath him naked, making her scream his name as he pounded & snogged her senseless. Merlin, it'd only be a few months before she graduates, making him not her professor anymore.

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OLD Author's Note 1: Hey guys, I'm back. Well, this ain't a Fremione fic but instead, it's a Remus-Hermione fic. I know, I know. The pairing's quite odd but I couldn't help myself get so giddy whenever I read fics about them. You know, Remus, the professor and Hermione, the student. A forbidden love story and I'm a sucker for those plus Remus' one of my favorite characters in HP. So, this story just popped out of my head one day and here it is. Tell me what you think? :) That would be helpful since this'll be my first Rated M so, yeah. Please tell me what you think of it, please? Oh, and by the way, I'm looking for a good title that'll go with this but I couldn't come up with any. Your ideas or suggestions would be much appreciated. :)

OLD Author's Note 2: Thank you for all those who read, reviewed, favorited and followed this story, Forbidden, and me. Thank you guys so much. For those who suggested that I should get a beta reader, well, great news. I did. And as you can see, it's okay now. Hope you guys enjoy it this time. :D The next chapter is still being edited so you guys wait for it. Thank you! :)

New A/N: Nothing to add here, just telling new readers that this story was transferred to this account from my old one due to certain problems. Anyhoo, after I upload the old chapters, I'll upload a new one. Finally. Now, adieu.

BTW, I'm still open for title suggestions. :)

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