Hello dear Potterheads,

I know I have been royally sucking lately on getting some quality words out for you. I had life happen and had to deal with some surprises last couple of days. I hope you enjoy a little hot and steamy tension to make up for it.

Glory

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Hermione stirred in a fashion she was getting accustomed to, but she had a feeling it would always startle her. The last week had been unkind to her in slowly accruing memories that shouldn't be hers. Feelings she hadn't expected that stirred underneath. Private moments that she had never had. Fearful moments of torture and pain. The numbness in memory of them after a certain point.

She was in her room and had been in a state of duress for quite a few days in a row. Mostly she was gathering her thoughts on this new experience. Wondering if there was a way to change and alter the past in her favor. She kept coming in full circle of it possibly losing someone she had before. It was too painful to even think about so she would start from scratch. Jotting down memories like they were notes for a book.

"Mione," Teddy's soft voice was at the door.

She cleared her throat and opened it. "Hello," she replied with a smile.

Teddy shuffled his feet and she smelt the air, hitting her like a brick; she was starving. "Dad told me to tell you that you will need to come down to eat." The boy spoke wearily.

Hermione mustered up a bright smile and bent to his level. "Tell your dad I will be down in a minute." She uttered and then kissed his cheek.

He smiled at her and nodded. "I will," he voiced before taking off down the stairs.

There was a bubbling of emotion underneath herself and she identified that quickly as her more lupine personality. This other side of her was restless and grumpy. She wanted freedom and to do the things that weren't in best interest for her more humane side. This feral side was very attuned with her physical needs and not afraid to let it be known.

Hermione was shaking it off as she was getting ready to go down for breakfast. The young werewolf was clueless how to tame this palpable desire and almost afraid of it. She was already on an emotional rollercoster with the misplaced memories, but now this was drumming in her mind. Flicking her wand at her hair, she straightened it and tamed it a bit before heading down the stairs.

Her nose was hit with the wonderful smells of breakfast in the hallway, but it was the smells from the bathroom that drew her curiosity. She crept to the door and heard the water rushing, but she heard it hitting skin and her mouth began to water as she smelt who was in there. Remember heated moments with him and how he smelt and tasted was too much to bear. The young werewolf was willing herself to not open the door and silently growled at herself for resisting. She had to shake herself and grab the reigns a bit so she could walk away from the bathroom.

The stairs creaked softly as she took her time descending the stairs and trying to catch the Lupins in their own state. Many days she has watched them from her window as they were in the garden or listened to Remus in Teddy's room saying good night. There was an innocence about it and a small fulfilled sliver of her being. This reality had cost her so much, but she salvaged this beautiful life for them. That was worth it on its own in her opinion, so she would endure.

"Do you think she is sick?" Teddy asked his father.

She waited on the last stair and listened to more. "I think she is just a tad under the weather is all," Remus replied very diplomatically.

Teddy tapped the table a couple of times. "I think we should do something nice for her." The boy declared simply.

Remus cleared his throat. "That would be a fine gesture."

"Dad, do you think we could take her on holiday after the full moon?" Teddy asked and Hermione could sense that it startled Remus.

"Holiday? Where to?" He steadied his voice.

"Oh, I don't know, somewhere brilliant." Teddy said and Remus chuckled.

"You think of ideas and we will ask Uncle Sirius if he would be alright here alone."

Teddy snorted. "Dad, Uncle Sirius would come too! We are a family after all."

Hermione could feel the tension in the room and decided to make an appearance. When she rounded the corner she saw that Remus was physically relieved to see her. She sat down next to Teddy who smiled at her and took a bite of his hotcakes. The older werewolf placed a large plate of hotcakes and sausages in front of her, making her mouth water.

However the grazing of his arm against hers and his scent drifting around her like a calling card was swiftly the main thought in her mind. She tilted her head gently and smelt him deeply around her as he pulled away. Remus was very well aware of her new hunger and tried to stay as composed as he could.

His poor excuse to repeat the exchange with any validity was bringing the butter and syrup to the table. Remus ran his fingers gently over her arms as he placed them down and was so distracted by her that he did not see Sirius appear in the kitchen. The animagus had seen these signs before the moon and it did not shock him.

"Good morning, love." Sirius declared kissing Hermione's cheek before sitting down.

Unlike Remus or Teddy, Sirius had seen plenty of Hermione this last week. She knew of his captivity and questioned him plenty on the after effects. She tried having Remus sit with her, but they were very distracted by their lupine affinities and it became overwhelming for her the closer the moon got. They ended up awkwardly trying to fight a feeling that sat in the room around them. Remus stopped coming to check on her the closer the full moon grew. Sirius felt pity in a way for his friend and the inability to stop his instincts.

She took his hand and he felt her needs sway. "Good morning," she murmured and gazed him directly in the eye.

Sirius sneered and shook his head. "Eat up, it's getting cold." He told her and she sighed in defeat.

Remus sat down with a plate for himself and for Sirius. The older werewolf started to eat unceremoniously and Sirius could see he was plagued by the same needs that were shaking her. Usually by now they both had some success with curing some of the aliment, but this time was different. Hermione was different. The tension at the table was unarguably the highest it had ever been. Sirius fought against it as he tried to eat his breakfast.

"Dad said that I was going to Gran Dromeda's house for the week." Teddy said matter of factly.

Sirius smiled at the boy and poured himself some tea. "Is that so? I bet she is looking forward to it."

Teddy smiled widely and nodded. "She wrote saying she was thrilled and wanted to know if I would like to visit mum."

Hermione snapped her view over to him and frowned. "Do you visit her often?"

Teddy immediately became somber and shook his head. "She is too sick to see me as much as I would like to see her. Sometimes I talk to her picture at night before dad comes in."

Hermione's fork dropped to her plate and she felt crushed. Maybe death wasn't the worse fate for Nymphadora Tonks; she cursed his mother to a fate crueler than death. Remus had moved to go hug his son, but Hermione beat him to it. She reached for the boy and he grabbed her for a tender hug. The boy just held onto her tightly and she let a few solemn tears fall.

"I am sorry," she whispered to him.

Teddy pulled away far enough to see her. "Don't be sad, Mione." The boy breathed.

She kissed his forehead and he smiled at her. "I am lucky to have you in my life, Teddy."

"I will be back," Remus grumbled placing his fork down.

Remus was shook up from the whole conversation had gotten up from the table. He left the kitchen and Hermione followed him out of concern. He got to the library and she caught his arm in her grasp. Without warning, Remus grabbed her in powerful kiss, pushing her against the wall and taking her off her feet. He pinned her with savage force and it ignited a heat within her. She fought against him as her lips were crushed by his and tried to take more control.

She tried to challenge his physical power, but her strength did not even come close to his. His body had her wedged in such a way against the wall that he held her captive to his desires and she started to feel the pull of her own mixing with his. His tongue in his mouth, his hands against exposed skin. It all grew intoxicating and created an impish desire within her to test his will.

The young werewolf growled against him and her nails dug into his shoulders. "Do that again, Lupa, and I will bite you." He hissed once they pulled apart for air.

She snarled and glared up at him. "You haven't claimed me yet, Moony." she breathed with venom.

His eyes had flickered brightly. "I will have to show you-"

"Oh there you two are," Sirius came padding in and interrupting Remus. "Moony, probably not your best idea."

Remus growled roughly. "I am going to fuck this shewolf silly."

Hermione squirmed as she shook from the haze she was in and snipped. "Remus, it shouldn't happen like this."

The older werewolf seemed to shake himself of the blur he was in and took in what was going on. He gently released Hermione and Sirius patted Remus on the shoulder. The young woman sighed with a little relief but also a hint of disappointment.

"Alright, just three more days. We can all have an orgy if it makes you happy, but not close to the moon. She is too dominant for that, Moony. You know that." Sirius, who had switched roles with Remus for once, spoke wisely.

"I am going to go get cleaned up, listen for Teddy." Remus grumbled and disappeared swiftly.

"It was odd," she muttered, staring intently at the book shelf.

Sirius frowned and spoke. "What was?"

Hermione glanced over at him and he saw the flicker in her eye. "How good that felt." she smiled lightly and shrugged. "I suppose I don't know myself as well as I should."

She gave little time for Sirius to react to such a bold statement before she strolled off. The animagus was already fighting a losing battle with his own desires. Now she was hinting to a door that was never previously open for either men; curiosity was the key to see where it leads.