A/N: So... As I have mentioned I have put this up on AO3 and it is slightly different than this version. It's under the same name and everything so if you're interested in that version as well it's the same title and same author name.

After Lydia and Remy had left the Three Broomsticks they headed back for the castle.

"Would you like to know what this parchment, that I so desperately had to beg Harry for is?" Lydia had a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Of courze." He kissed her cheek with his arm wrapped around her.

"It's a map of the school."

"It'z a map of a zchool you 'ave been attending for four yearz?"

"No just any map, it shows me secret passageways, also known as having a private place to snog." Lydia explained with a smirk.

"Oh? Okay, lead the way madam." They both giggled. Lydia held his hand leading him to one of the secret passage ways, she's pretty sure this one leads to Honeydukes, although she wasn't paying that much attention.

"What to start off where we got oh so rudely interrupted?" Lydia pushed him down lightly to be on the stairs.

"Would be my pleazure." Remy grinned mischievously as he took Lydia's hips and brought her forward. Lydia sat straddling him as she leaned down. Once their lips connected Lydia felt like her body was on fire, she had to keep in mind that both of them were young and she was not emotionally ready to go any farther than snogging. Remy's hands were cold so when he put his hands under her shirt on her back Lydia had a shiver sent through her.

This was new, she was never so comfortable with someone so quickly, even more so, she was never so comfortable with someone so much so that she let them be incontrol but as their tongues touched Lydia fell to defeat, letting him win dominance. Lydia whined as they disconnected but stopped as soon as she felt Remy's lips on her neck. She could feel him starting to suck so she pushed back a bit.

"Wait, it'll leave a mark." Lydia was breathless.

"Oui, c'est le plan." (Yes, that's the plan.) He reconnected his lips to the column of her neck and oh boy did his deep raspy voice with his french accent send her over the edge, it was safe to say her thoughts were a little bit cloudy.

"No, I mean trust me I want you to but make it in a place less obvious, please?"

"D'accord, je veux juste que les gens sachent que tu es à moi." (Okay, I just want people to know you're mine.) She wanted everyone to know that as well, she was Remy DeRose's, never before did she ever want to "be someones" but now that's all she wants.

"Cela vous dérangerait si je…?" (Would you mind if I…?) He pointed down to her buttoned up shirt.

"No go ahead." She breathed and closed her eyes. His fingers only undid three buttons but that was enough to the point where he started to attack her collarbone nipping and sucking, this is not something Remy would be able to do if she was not a werewolf, although it doesn't draw blood he wasn't scared of being rougher with her, knowing she could take it. After he was done They reattached their lips, his hands going in her hair which was turning a deep shade of red it was almost blood like. Lydia was a little embarrassed to admit it but she liked this rough side of Remy, everyone always treated her as though she was delicate, not Remy, he treated her like she could be broken and that was… for lack of a better word… hot. Lydia has also discovered that when she is being kissed sensely she doesn't have any vocabulary skills.

"Let me make you mine." Lydia whispard doing what Remy had done far too long ago.

"S'il te plait, mais sache, je ne suis pas timide." (Please, but know, I am not shy.) Lydia smirked and pushed him back against the small space still between Remy's back and a step. Lydia started biting, not hard enough to draw blood obviously but hard enough it elicited a moan out of her boyfriend.

All of her senses were filled with the sandy blood practically under her, both of them looked like messes but neither cared. She had decided again to copy Remy by putting her hands under his shirt, however unlike his, her hands were warm. Remy's stomach was soft and squishy which made Lydia smile a bit because, her own personal pillow? Score! Perhaps if she was able to keep her senses on she would have heard the footsteps coming. Perhaps she would have smelled the motor oil, cigarettes, and chocolate coming up towards them. Perhaps she wouldn't have gotten caught, practically laying on her boyfriend giving him a hickey with his hands having moved down to her back pockets and her shirt partially undone, by her fathers. Shit.

"Uhum." Sirius cleared his throat, arms crossed looking down at his daughter and her boyfriend.

"No." Lydia said, her eyes squinting shut and her nose wrinkled.

"No?" Remus asked, he was also angry, Lydia could tell by the tone but she knew he had to be calm because there was no way in hecklebirine that Sirius was going to be sound during this discussion.

"Lydia." Sirius was obviously not going to be playing any games of Lydia's but that didn't mean she couldn't try.

"I'm not Lydia, I'm Old Lace?" Everyone, including, Lydia looked disappointed in her answer.

"Old Lace? As in Arsenic and Old Lace? That old movie from the 1940's?" Remus looked exhausted.

"Alright, I panicked and it was the only thing that came to mind also it came out in 1944, be specific." Remus rolled his eyes as Lydia dusted off.

"What are you doing?" Sirius asked in a, well, serious tone.

"Leaving."

"No you're not as a matter of fact what's going to happen is you are both going to get decent, even if it's dark in here I can still see your hair is messed up, then while after you are both done getting decent you will come out and see your dad and I and we will be going to McGonagall's office because that's why we're here in the first place." Sirius gave one last huff while he and Remus waited outside the secret entrance.

"I'm so sorry." Lydia apologized after Remus and Sirius had left.

"It iz not you're fault. Besides I had quite a nice time." When Lydia blushed she could hear a slightly pissed off Remus say, "we can hear you." The teens stopped talking after that and headed towards the girls parents.

"Is that a hickey?! Damn Mooney, she takes after you." Sirius noted while looking at Remy. No matter how mad he was he still cracked a joke. His husband went red.

"Sirius!" Remus hissed. This left three out of the four blushing furiously with one of the blushing gaining pink hair.

The walk to McGonagall's was long and silent until they finally reached the door of the Gryffindor overlord. They heard a quick "come in" where Lydia and Remy were forced to lead. Minnie looked over her glasses and raised a questioning brow when the adults came in.

"Guess what we found." Remus said unamused, taking a seat at McGonagall's desk.

"Actually Lydia is why I asked you two to come in today."

"What?" The three Lupin-Blacks said in unison.

"Gammie Mimmie! I thought we decided on secret option c where we don't tell them anything." Lydia pleaded.

"Yes well seeing as you have been found yet again,"

"No, the only reason we were found was because papa and pere just had to come to Hogwarts." Lydia cut her pseudo grandmother off.

"Well in all fairness you two were not better by any means." McGonagall looked pointedly at Remus and Sirius, the former looking down to his lap smirking ever so slightly obviously replaying a memory in the back of his mind.

"Okay but at least we came up with better excuses when we got caught!"

"Did you really though? Once you said you were Sirius Black's secret twin brother from France who was disowned before he was, what was it? Born?" McGonagall once again raised her brow at the man she was constantly worn out by, even now that he doesn't go to Hogwarts.

"Whatever, Lydia we will be talking about this over break, Remy, you should leave before I decide Azkaban wasn't that bad." Remy and Lydia both made a run for it.

"That went well." Remy looked down at Lydia before the both erupted in laughter.