Iter à l'amour

In the books, this didn't happen until the Marauders' 6th year. Peter is cooking up something else, though. With a title like this, can't you guess how much fun they'll have?

~GreyEyes7

Disclaimer: Scotland is going to have to wait. I am taking summer school to get ahead of my classes, so I won't own HP for awhile.

The Werewolf

Peter could tell that his friends doubted him. Sirius, James, and Remus were spending all of their time with their girlfriends. He had been spending time with Lucius Malfoy, when the Slytherin met him in the hallway and explained the benefits of following He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, he was immediately in.

Sirius was still mad at Severus. So, Peter implanted the idea in his mind to scare him out of his wits. When they passed the Slytherin in the library, they dropped the information of Remus's whereabouts.

On Saturday, June 12th, the day of the full moon, everything happened. On James, Sirius, and Peter's way to the Whomping Willow, they noticed Snape. James tried to stop him, but the boy was intent on entering. Without thinking, James immediately ran to the castle to find the person who would be good at defense—Hermione Granger.

Hermione was reading in the common room. Malcolm showed up. "Hermione, Potter is here to see you. He said that it is urgent."

"Let him in."

James came bursting through the portrait hole. "'Mione! Werewolf… Shrieking Shack… Whomping Willow… Snape!" He was breathing heavy. Hermione understood.

"MISSY!" The house elf appeared. "Find Ginny. Tell her that Snape is in the Shack. She'll know what it means." Without putting on shoes, Hermione grabbed her wand off of the table and ran out of the castle with James. "Be ready to grab Severus." After binding her clothes and wand to her, she turned into her Animagus—Mya, the white wolf. James was shocked, not knowing of her talent.

Mya ran towards Snape. He just caught sight of Moony. She changed back into Hermione and yelled, "Go!" James ran in as Prongs, pulling Severus out. Mya heard a growl behind her. She turned, slowly. The werewolf was… amazing. He had blond fur, amber eyes, and large muscles.

Hermione melted into Mya, again, and didn't move. Moony stepped forward. She turned to run, but the werewolf caught the scruff of her neck and picked her up. He brought her down the tunnel to the Shrieking Shack, where he dropped her onto the bed. He growled, and she understood, surprisingly.

"Change into your human form, love," he said. She did so. He got onto the bed and snuggled with her. "It's nice to see you, again, mate."

"Mate?"

"Yes, you are my mate. Why do you think that in your 3rd year I responded to your call? Werewolves only respond to the call of their own kind or to the call of their mate."

"How do you know about that?"

"Your 3rd year. I know many things that my human does not. I remember through time. When you came, you transferred memories of me to me. I remember all of the time that you and the future Remus have spent together."

"Oh. Does Remus know that I'm your mate?"

"No, I will tell him in the morning, though. If you stay with us during transformations, it will not be painful for my human."

"Really?"

"Yes, now sleep."

When Remus woke up in the morning, he noted that it didn't hurt. Usually the transformation from wolf to human hurt just as much as human to wolf, but it didn't hurt. The next thing that he processed that there was a comfortable weight on his chest. Looking down, he saw the most beautiful girl that he'd ever seen. Her head was snuggled into his neck and her arms were resting on his chest. His arms were around her waist. Hermione.

He started to freak out. Did I bite her? What happened? He heard a voice.

No, we did not bite her,Moony said.

Then… why is she here?

She is our mate.

What? That's impossible.

It is very possible. I told her last night, and she accepted it.

She did?

Yes. If she stays with us during the full moon, our transformation will be painless.

That's why I woke up without pain!

Precisely.

Hermione stirred. Her eyes fluttered open. She looked up at Remus. "Morning, love," he said.

"Morning."

"Moony said that he talked to you."

"Yes, he did. So you are my mate, huh?"

"Yeah."

"We are breaking up."

"Wait—what? Why?"

"I didn't tell you about Moony. I'm dangerous."

"I already knew about Moony."

"How?"

"You look amazingly healthy one part of the month and the next you look as if you are about to collapse. Your friends call you 'Moony.' You disappear every month. The biggest clue was your eyes. They are the most brilliant blue, but around the full moon, they are amber."

"We are still breaking up. I'm too dangerous."

"What? Because you are a werewolf? Please, I've had other encounters with werewolves. In my 3rd year, my best friend and I were chased through the woods by one. I have had to fend off Fernir Greyback," Remus growled, "I'm alright. I love you, Remus. I'm your mate. Can't you accept that?"

He sighed, "I love you, too, Mya. I could never be without you, but I'm worried for your safety."

"You'd be surprised, but I think I can handle myself."

"I don't doubt that."

"Does Moony let you remember things?"

"Some things. Like I don't remember your conversation with him, last night, but I do remember your Animagus—it's beautiful."

"Thanks. Wait a minute. How are your clothes still on?"

"I bound them to my body." It was true—she was still in her pajamas. He, however, had no clothes on. "Vestimenta." Clothes appeared on Remus's body.

"Thanks."

"Actually—can I see it? The bite?" He hesitated a moment before unbuttoning his shirt. Then, he took off the concealment charm. She took a moment to look at the scars on his chest. Then, she saw the bite. It wasn't that bad, actually. It didn't mar his features, as it was only a few red marks in a perfect circle on the side of his stomach. Hermione bent over and licked or kissed each mark on his chest. Then, she did the same for his bite.

"I love you, but you are going to have to stop doing that," Remus said. Hermione was well aware of something poking her stomach. "Unless you want to lose your virginity in the Shrieking Shack."

"Someone's got to be shrieking," she said.

They walked back up to the hospital wing. It was silent. There was no one inside. They saw some moving creatures behind a curtain. Opening the curtain, they realized that a silencing charm must've been placed on it because if it hadn't, they'd be hearing Ginny's screams a mile away.

"That was completely irresponsible! I am ashamed! What on earth made you do something like that? Is it such a good idea, now? What will Remus think? You put a life in danger, Sirius. All for a good laugh? I am extremely disappointed in you. If I wanted my boyfriend to act like a child, I'd have told you. No, I want a mature boyfriend. Not this. We are done until you can act like a civilized human being!"

"Gin! Wait!" He tried to stop her, but she turned and stormed out of the Wing, without even acknowledging Hermione and Remus. The pair stepped inside of the curtain. Lily, Katie, and James were sitting with Sirius. "Everyone out," he said.

"Why?" Lily asked.

"Because I don't want you to see me cry," he explained.

"Guys, go," Hermione said. She sat down next to Sirius. "Hey, Ginny's just mad. Give her some time to blow off some steam."

When he looked up, Hermione saw the tears that ran down his face. "I've never cried, before. Well, I'm sure I did as a baby, but never as a child. Never when my girlfriend and I broke up. Not even when my parents tortured me in that hell that I used to call 'home.' Never. But I cry, now. Why?"

"Because you are in love. You've never loved, before. Not your family, at least. You love James, Remus, and Peter because they're your best mates. You love Lily through your friendship and because James has drilled it into your head that that's his soul mate. Sirius, even though you fight with your friends, you still love them. How many times have you and James fought?"

"Many."

"Exactly. But you are still friends. It's through love. Has James ever cried? When Lily was rejecting him?"

"Once. He said that he needed to give her up, because she was out of his league. He wanted her so bad that he said that it hurt to let her go."

"Love. James is in love with Lily. You love Ginny. It hurts. It's a physical pain, even though it shouldn't be. Go after her. Tell her how you feel. Crebrescunt," the redness left from his eyes, there were no more tear stains on his cheeks, and his hair was neatly combed.

"Thanks, 'Mione. I owe you."

"Yeah, you do."