Chapter 7
Everything Happens For a Reason
Remus walked down to the kitchen humming slightly. Another transformation was over, and they had a month until the next one. I wonder how this month will go? Remus wondered. He walked into the kitchen and stopped short at the person he found there.
"Professor! What a pleasant surprise! What can I do for you?" Remus asked as he looked at Dumbledore sipping tea in his kitchen.
"Well Remus, I was doing some research and talking to my portraits in my office when I came realization. I know how you feel about Ms Granger." Remus looked at him in shock. Albus continued,
"I saw the way you fretted when she got hurt. I also noticed how close you two have gotten.."
"Albus! There is nothing between 'Mione and I. She's too young! She was my student! She..." He stopped short at the look Albus was giving him. He was GRINNING! Albus Dumbledore was grinning at him! "Albus, what is this about? Whats the grinning for?"
Dumbledore looked at him with that all knowing twinkle in this eyes. Remus sighed and said "What are you trying to tell me? Would you be okay with me having a relationship with a student that is, oh, twenty years my junior?" He looked at his friend and boss oddly. As if he would let that happen. Albus nodded slightly.
"Yes, Remus. I would be alright with that. I know how you both operate. And I have alterior motives." Remus raised his eyebrow slightly. "And that was that I may have found a cure for your furry little problems." Remus' eyebrows raised even higher. "You see, most werewolves mate just because they have to because of their animalistic urges. But since you and Ms Granger have been attracted to each other for a while, if you mated and became soul mates, the curse would be lifted. Now I want you to know that this is for life. You cannot do this halfway. Just think about it Remus. Tell Hermione about it and talk about it. Listen to your heart, Remus. It will lead you to places you never thought imagionable. There is ancient magic that will be involved. Let me know what you decide."
He got up and put his tea cup in the sink, and left Remus sitting at the table with his mouth dropped in shock. There was hope for this? There was a cure? But at what cost? Would Hermione even go for it? Oh god, would she think he was some lecherous old man? Did she even like him? He rested his head on his hands and just let go. All of the emotions that had been creeping up on him overcame him and he started sobbing. He cried for Hermione's lost innocence. He cried for his friends. He cried for himself...having a cure so close he could taste it but not entirely sure she would go for it.
He jumped when he felt two small hands settle on his arms from behind. She was hugging him from behind slightly confused about why he was sobbing uncontrollably. She reached around and turned him towards her and wrapped him in her arms. She smoothed his hair and made soothing noises. Soon she felt him slump toward her and felt his breathing even out. She knew he fell asleep. Now she was in a pickle. She was in the kitchen with a sleeping man on her. How should I get him to the livingroom? Hermione mentally slapped her forehead. Am I a witch or not? She grabbed her wand and levitated him to the couch. After grabbing a throw from the side of the couch and tucking him in, she grabbed a book from the side table and began to read. About an hour later he began to rouse around. She smiled softly at him and gently asked him what had happened. She felt herself go slack as he began to explain what Dumbledore had told him.
