Chapter Five: Consequences
Remus jerked off of Hermione, quickly zipping up his jeans as his student pushed her skirt back over her thighs and mumbled the repairing charm on her shirt, which then magically mended.
"How long have you been standing there?" Remus asked Severus Snape as he grabbed his shirt up off the ground and dragged it over his head.
"Long enough," the Potions Master said cryptically.
"It's not what it looks like," Hermione assured quickly. Snape raised a dark brow.
"So you weren't just having mindless animal sex on a desk with your professor?" Hermione frowned.
"I guess it's exactly what it looks like ." she admitted thoughtfully. Remus's green eyes met her brown in an apologetic gaze.
"I think you two better come with me," Snape said.
***
"What seems to the problem, Severus?" Albus Dumbledore asked pleasantly as Snape prodded Hermione and Remus into the headmaster's office.
Hermione grimaced and sat down when Professor Dumbledore motioned to a chair. Remus stood behind her chair. Snape approached Dumbledore's desk, the look on his face pure poison.
"It appears, sir, that our dear Miss Granger has been having . sexual relations with her Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
Professor Dumbledore took on an expression that neither Remus, Hermione nor Snape had ever seen before, and as such none of them could identify it. But Snape was the only one who wasn't cowed by it. He relished it. Dumbledore turned to Remus and Hermione.
"Is this true?"
Hermione looked away from him, down at the floor. Even as she sat in his office, about to be, in all probability, expelled, she was unable to deny the tingles that had renewed their place in her abdomen somewhere between Remus's desk and Dumbledore's office. Remus opened his mouth to say something, but Snape cut him off.
"Of course it's true -" Dumbledore held up a hand to stop him from speaking.
"Severus, I'm asking Remus." He turned his intense blue gaze back on Remus. "Have you been having sexual relations with Hermione Granger?" When he spoke, his voice was soft and reluctant.
"Yes."
The look on Professor Dumbledore's face almost made Hermione break down and cry right there. He looked so . disappointed.
Snape saw Hermione's expression and observed her for a moment. Surprisingly, she saw no trace of joy in the jet black eyes. His gaze moved back to Dumbledore. He seemed to be struggling internally with something. Dumbledore sighed sadly and he suddenly looked . old.
"Remus, I'm afraid that under the circumstances, I have no choice but to suspend you from teaching until an inquiry can be made." Hermione sat bolt up right.
"No. Professor, you can't. It . it was my fault. My fault entirely. Remus . er . Professor Lupin never would have even considered having . relations with me if I hadn't initiated it," she insisted.
She couldn't just let him get fired. Where else would he go? What would he do? No one gave jobs to werewolves.
Remus slowly shook his head, attempting to shove away the desire that was already building inside him again.
"That's not true, Professor. I had just as much a part in it as Miss Granger." Hermione glared at him.
"Regardless of who initiated it, I'm afraid harsh and immediate action will have to be taken," he said softly.
"Wait," Snape muttered. He seemed to be almost regretting he'd spoken up at all, but his conscience was nagging on him. Everyone in the room looked surprised.
"Yes, Severus?" Dumbledore prompted. Snape hesitated.
"I have been observing Lupin since the beginning of the year. He has been acting strangely. I couldn't help but notice that Granger hasn't been her normal know-it-all self in class, as well." Dumbledore looked intrigued.
"Your point?"
"It is my belief, sir, that the pair of them may be under a very powerful lust spell," he concluded.
A lust spell. That would make perfect sense, wouldn't it? How could she have missed that? Why didn't she think of it before? Unbelievable.
"Yes. Yes, that would explain it," she said. Remus seemed to have come to the same revelations as she.
"Right. I can't believe I didn't see it before. Severus is right. I should've known. The attraction hit me so suddenly that it couldn't possibly have been natural," Remus noted. "No offense," he added to Hermione.
"Yeah. These dreams just hit me. They woke me up and I was covered -"
"-in sweat," Remus finished. "On Monday night."
"Both of you were awaken by sexual fantasies about each other on the same night?" Dumbledore inquired. Hermione flushed with embarrassment and nodded.
"That's correct." Dumbledore sighed, suddenly looking much more amiable.
"Well," he breathed, "that is certainly a great relief. Of course, I didn't believe either of you would engage in any sort of sexual activity with each other without outside influence. You both have much more integrity than that." He frowned for a moment. "Of course, Madam Pomfrey can help if you didn't, which I'd understand if you do happen to be under a lust spell, but did either of you happen to remember the protection charm?" Remus swore deeply and Snape snorted.
"It's okay," Hermione said. "I'm on muggle birth control."
Remus almost fell out of his chair with relief. He hadn't even considered the protection charm. He'd been too overwhelmed by Hermione's smell. Her taste. He groaned involuntarily and Snape rolled his eyes. Dumbledore looked vaguely concerned.
"Are you alright, Remus?"
"Can we please undo the spell now?" he asked weakly. Dumbledore chuckled lightly.
"Of course. All in due time." He turned back to Snape. "You wouldn't, by any chance, happen to possess an inkling as to who is behind this, would you, Severus?"
"Well, Headmaster, Malfoy has been looking extra smug this week," he suggested.
"I see. If your intuition is correct, I sincerely doubt that Mister Malfoy's father is going to be very happy with his son for very much longer. Assuming, of course, that he had nothing to do with this." He looked at Remus and Hermione. "As you are both well aware, he does not hold either of you in the highest regard, I'm afraid."
"Nor is he incapable of teaching his son how to perform a simple lust spell," Snape added. Remus shot out of his chair.
"Well, let's go question the little b-"
"Remus," Dumbledore warned, an amused glint in his eye.
"My apologies, sir." Although, clearly Remus was anything but sorry. Hermione stood.
"Shall we?"
A/N: Coming up in Chapter Six . The Confrontation!!! Anticipate it! All of you! P.S. Sorry this was so short. Too bad for you. lol
Remus jerked off of Hermione, quickly zipping up his jeans as his student pushed her skirt back over her thighs and mumbled the repairing charm on her shirt, which then magically mended.
"How long have you been standing there?" Remus asked Severus Snape as he grabbed his shirt up off the ground and dragged it over his head.
"Long enough," the Potions Master said cryptically.
"It's not what it looks like," Hermione assured quickly. Snape raised a dark brow.
"So you weren't just having mindless animal sex on a desk with your professor?" Hermione frowned.
"I guess it's exactly what it looks like ." she admitted thoughtfully. Remus's green eyes met her brown in an apologetic gaze.
"I think you two better come with me," Snape said.
***
"What seems to the problem, Severus?" Albus Dumbledore asked pleasantly as Snape prodded Hermione and Remus into the headmaster's office.
Hermione grimaced and sat down when Professor Dumbledore motioned to a chair. Remus stood behind her chair. Snape approached Dumbledore's desk, the look on his face pure poison.
"It appears, sir, that our dear Miss Granger has been having . sexual relations with her Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
Professor Dumbledore took on an expression that neither Remus, Hermione nor Snape had ever seen before, and as such none of them could identify it. But Snape was the only one who wasn't cowed by it. He relished it. Dumbledore turned to Remus and Hermione.
"Is this true?"
Hermione looked away from him, down at the floor. Even as she sat in his office, about to be, in all probability, expelled, she was unable to deny the tingles that had renewed their place in her abdomen somewhere between Remus's desk and Dumbledore's office. Remus opened his mouth to say something, but Snape cut him off.
"Of course it's true -" Dumbledore held up a hand to stop him from speaking.
"Severus, I'm asking Remus." He turned his intense blue gaze back on Remus. "Have you been having sexual relations with Hermione Granger?" When he spoke, his voice was soft and reluctant.
"Yes."
The look on Professor Dumbledore's face almost made Hermione break down and cry right there. He looked so . disappointed.
Snape saw Hermione's expression and observed her for a moment. Surprisingly, she saw no trace of joy in the jet black eyes. His gaze moved back to Dumbledore. He seemed to be struggling internally with something. Dumbledore sighed sadly and he suddenly looked . old.
"Remus, I'm afraid that under the circumstances, I have no choice but to suspend you from teaching until an inquiry can be made." Hermione sat bolt up right.
"No. Professor, you can't. It . it was my fault. My fault entirely. Remus . er . Professor Lupin never would have even considered having . relations with me if I hadn't initiated it," she insisted.
She couldn't just let him get fired. Where else would he go? What would he do? No one gave jobs to werewolves.
Remus slowly shook his head, attempting to shove away the desire that was already building inside him again.
"That's not true, Professor. I had just as much a part in it as Miss Granger." Hermione glared at him.
"Regardless of who initiated it, I'm afraid harsh and immediate action will have to be taken," he said softly.
"Wait," Snape muttered. He seemed to be almost regretting he'd spoken up at all, but his conscience was nagging on him. Everyone in the room looked surprised.
"Yes, Severus?" Dumbledore prompted. Snape hesitated.
"I have been observing Lupin since the beginning of the year. He has been acting strangely. I couldn't help but notice that Granger hasn't been her normal know-it-all self in class, as well." Dumbledore looked intrigued.
"Your point?"
"It is my belief, sir, that the pair of them may be under a very powerful lust spell," he concluded.
A lust spell. That would make perfect sense, wouldn't it? How could she have missed that? Why didn't she think of it before? Unbelievable.
"Yes. Yes, that would explain it," she said. Remus seemed to have come to the same revelations as she.
"Right. I can't believe I didn't see it before. Severus is right. I should've known. The attraction hit me so suddenly that it couldn't possibly have been natural," Remus noted. "No offense," he added to Hermione.
"Yeah. These dreams just hit me. They woke me up and I was covered -"
"-in sweat," Remus finished. "On Monday night."
"Both of you were awaken by sexual fantasies about each other on the same night?" Dumbledore inquired. Hermione flushed with embarrassment and nodded.
"That's correct." Dumbledore sighed, suddenly looking much more amiable.
"Well," he breathed, "that is certainly a great relief. Of course, I didn't believe either of you would engage in any sort of sexual activity with each other without outside influence. You both have much more integrity than that." He frowned for a moment. "Of course, Madam Pomfrey can help if you didn't, which I'd understand if you do happen to be under a lust spell, but did either of you happen to remember the protection charm?" Remus swore deeply and Snape snorted.
"It's okay," Hermione said. "I'm on muggle birth control."
Remus almost fell out of his chair with relief. He hadn't even considered the protection charm. He'd been too overwhelmed by Hermione's smell. Her taste. He groaned involuntarily and Snape rolled his eyes. Dumbledore looked vaguely concerned.
"Are you alright, Remus?"
"Can we please undo the spell now?" he asked weakly. Dumbledore chuckled lightly.
"Of course. All in due time." He turned back to Snape. "You wouldn't, by any chance, happen to possess an inkling as to who is behind this, would you, Severus?"
"Well, Headmaster, Malfoy has been looking extra smug this week," he suggested.
"I see. If your intuition is correct, I sincerely doubt that Mister Malfoy's father is going to be very happy with his son for very much longer. Assuming, of course, that he had nothing to do with this." He looked at Remus and Hermione. "As you are both well aware, he does not hold either of you in the highest regard, I'm afraid."
"Nor is he incapable of teaching his son how to perform a simple lust spell," Snape added. Remus shot out of his chair.
"Well, let's go question the little b-"
"Remus," Dumbledore warned, an amused glint in his eye.
"My apologies, sir." Although, clearly Remus was anything but sorry. Hermione stood.
"Shall we?"
A/N: Coming up in Chapter Six . The Confrontation!!! Anticipate it! All of you! P.S. Sorry this was so short. Too bad for you. lol