A/N: After this chapter they should return to their usual length, once my life stops being a Days of Our Lives episode. You guys have been excellent and extremely patient with me these last few months. Thank you. You all are awesome! If you want to encourage more find me on tumble lynds-21. You'll get to see why I've been so busy and get mini updates on this during my writing process.


February 1978 Full Moon

Remus waited on Padfoot and Prongs to make their noble appearance, while the little chocolate wolf sat beside him whining, as he scratched her ears. He looks down at the little wolf, chocolate eyes met his. "You're a good companion."

She gave him a wolfy grin, as his mind wandered.

His time with Hermione was growing shorter. Life would happen between the time she left and the time he'd meet his Mate again. Remus sighed as Padfoot and Prongs came into the small bedroom. The other two young men said nothing, and shifted into their forms. He looked down at the little wolf as pain started to overtake him.

She whined and pressed herself closer to Remus as his bones snapped and rearranged themselves with ear splitting cracks. She watched Padfoot and Prongs wince and huddle closer together, two majestic animals in their own right terrified for their friend.

Hermione shifted back to herself once Moony has fully changed. The wolf watched his Mate as she made her way to him wand drawn, she kissed his muzzle. "Shhh Moony I'm here to help you. I'm going to heal you," she said, "I'll keep you safe."

She healed the wolf's injuries, as he whined at her touch. "I'm sorry, love, I know this hurts."

Moony nuzzled her. She sighed against the wolf, "I don't want to leave you."

Amber eyes gave her a look that clearly said, 'Then don't.'

"It simply doesn't work that way Moony," she murmured, settling against the large wolf.


Hermione ran her fingers through Lily's hair. Remus was in the hospital wing recovering from the moon. A small wolf had retaliated against Moony, leaving several bite wounds. Hermione had no regrets, stupid ass shouldn't have tried to 'mount' her in front of Pads and Prongs.

"What is it like Mia?" Lily asked as Hermione started to braid Lily's auburn hair.

"What's what like?" Hermione asked, taking a few deep breaths, revelling in the smells of Lily, rose hips, and oranges. Smells she now associated with home.

"Having the time traveler's curse. Knowing what will happen and not being able to stop it," Lily asked.

"Its being helpless. Knowing whom you love will die and how. It's being terrified, that you'll go home and it will be nothingness because you did change it. It's fearing you'll fade from existence, because of one miss step. It's a lot of things Lils. Things I can't even imagine. Things I don't want to imagine." Hermione paused, taking a deep breath. "I'm terrified I'll go home and Remus won't know me. Won't remember any of this. That I will have screwed this up so badly, that Remus just forgets. That's the time traveler's curse."

Lily fell silent for several minutes, processing Hermione's monologue. "I can't…" Lily wiped her eyes. "Will you be okay?"

Hermione gave Lily a quick nod. "It'll be fine Lils."


June 1998

Padfoot was stretched out his head in Hermione's lap as she scratched his ears. Classes were due to start the next week, and the only people in Grimmauld were Sirius, Harry, Remus and herself. The Weasley clan had made their way back to the Burrow.

Hermione looked down at the giant Grim that was keeping her legs warm. She was always cold anymore. She tugged on his fur gently, enjoying the curly softness of it. She sighed as the large dog let out a snore. Remus came into the sitting room, sitting across from her in a leather wingback chair.

She smiled at him.

"How's he doing?"

"Fred is the same, I talked to him for a while, but I don't think it'll ever be the same between us. I don't think he'll be my Fred again," she replied, loss enclosing on her tightly. She couldn't imagine a world without her best friend.

Remus sighed, "That's a pain that'll never truly heal. Losing your best friend. I'm sorry Hermione," he said.

"I just wish I could do something. Help him. He helped me," she stated.

Remus looked at the little witch across from him. His witch, the love of his life, that didn't know she was his. That he was hers. He knew her pain, he felt it now, looking at his Mia, his heart constricting at her every word. "Hermione you can't save everyone."

"This is Fred. This is, I don't know how to explain my relationship with him. It's just better now. I'm better now for loving him, but I've never felt like I belonged to him.I never felt like I was meant for him," Hermione explained, "I feel like I owe him something. A chance to live, since he never had all of me." She cleared her throat, and wiped away her tears. "I'm sorry I don't know where that came from."

Remus gave her a kind smile. "I think he knew you weren't his, but he had you first. Sometimes that counts more than one can imagine."

She studied him, in their pause. "Who was she, Remus?"

He should've known she'd figure him out. Mia always knew what he was thinking. He took a sip of his lemonade, "She was Minerva's niece, she transferred right at the end of October, her guardian thought she needed to meet the only family she had left."

"So she was a pureblood?"

"No muggle born like yourself. Minerva was married to her deceased uncle. Her mother's oldest brother I believe. I'm spotty on those details," he said, "It's been so long."

She sighed. "What happened to her?"

"She went back home to her guardian and his family. Never heard from her again, the war was starting to come to a head, I'd joined the Order, after she put a wand to Albus' wasn't going to fight anymore. Wouldn't fight anymore. I couldn't blame her actually." Remus exhaled. "I don't know what happened to her actually."

Hermione sighed, closing her eyes for a moment. "I'm sorry Remus. Is that why you and Tonks didn't last?"

"That's nothing to worry about, Mione. Tonka and I were too different, and that's okay," he said, standing up. "I think I'm going to take a walk. I'll see you at dinner." He went over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "We'll talk later. Get some rest love, you're still in recovery."

"Yes Remus," she said, watching him leave the room, still stamping down the jealousy from the mentioning of his lost love. She wanted someone to love her like that. A fire that wouldn't burn out. What she saw in Remus' eyes is how she wanted a lover to look while he talked about her.

The one think that Hermione didn't notice was the searing stare Remus gave her as he closed the door.