Title: Lost in the Marauder's Time
Author: Miss Park Avenue
Rating/Couple: PG, Remus/Hermione
Disclaimer: None belongs to me, it all belongs to the talented Miss J.K. Rowling
Chapter Four: The Lesson and the Night Conversation
"Okay, this is my first lesson and I'm nervous, so if I make a mistake, please tell me."
Hermione was extremely nervous. She had never taught a class before. At least it's a subject I know about. Werewolves. But what about Lupin? If they learn this, then what if somebody finds out that he is a werewolf? Hermione started to speak. "The subject we're going to cover today is werewolves."
Hermione picked up a piece of parchment with questions she was supposed to read to the class. "Um, does anybody know what werewolves are?"
Remus raised his hand. "Yes, Remus?"
"A werewolf is an animal that appears every full moon. A human will become a werewolf if they receive the bite from a real werewolf. When the full moon doesn't occur, it is a harmless human. There is no known cure for the transformations, so once every month, it becomes a monster."
Hermione was shocked. "Uh, thank you Remus. A very good description about a werewolf. Does anybody know what will kill a werewolf?"
Remus raised his hand again. "Yes, Remus?"
"Silver. Anything silver that gets into the werewolf's body will kill it instantly."
"Very good Remus, You must know a lot about this subject."
Remus looked down, but Hermione could tell that he was blushing because that was what Hermione did when she got complimented. "All right. Everybody please turn to pages 258 through 260 and read it. Then write a report about those chapters then turn it in to me on Thursday. Then if you want to, read the next chapter about the distinction between a real wolf and a werewolf."
The class looked surprised. No teacher had been so light on them for work. But they were happy they got such light work, so they excepted it with no complaints.
The rest of Hermione's classes went smoothly after that. All her classes loved the new professor, and soon after her first class, she was the most popular teacher in the school. Also the most chased after too. After she gave the test on werewolves, she received letters from 12 people thanking her for being so nice to them. 2 of those letters were from Remus and Sirius. She opened Sirius's and read it. It was ok, but she thought he could've ended the letter in a more appropriate way. She opened Remus's letter and read:
Dear Professor Rivera,
Thanks for being easy on me, because of what I am. And even though my friends don't believe it (maybe Sirius does, but he's more concerned about asking you out) I can trust you. Do you trust me?
Hermione paused at the thought. Do you trust me? The words echoed in her head. I promised Dumbledore. I can't tell. She continued reading the letter.
I'm going to miss you when you leave us. Well, even if it's a little too early, good luck. I know I probably won't do so well seeking a job after school ends. Anyways, thanks for teaching us. I really enjoyed it.
Remus Lupin
Hermione reread the letter over and over again. He's going to miss me. He's going to miss me. Well, I guess I'll miss him too as well. She folded the letter and put it away.
* * *
Remus sat in his bed thinking about Professor Rivera. He had just wrote a note to her about being nice to him and thanking her. Even though he liked her, there was still something strange. On the first day she got here she had no idea where she was. And she seemed lost, I guess. And she said something about a Time Turner. He shook out of his thoughts and went down to dinner.
Hermione was about to go to dinner when she passed by the staircase. The staircase where she will fall 18 years later. A thought suddenly struck Hermione's mind. I can look for my Time Turner. She looked around to see that no one was watching. She started from the bottom and climbed up the stairs, looking at each one. She didn't notice that someone was watching her. Remus Lupin was looking at Hermione as she was climbing the stairs examining each step. She's looking at the stairs. This is where I found her. I wonder why she's looking at the staircase? Hermione had reached the top and had found nothing. She came back down with a look of disappointment on her face. Remus hid in a dark corner and luckily, Hermione or rather Professor Rivera didn't see him. She left and Remus came out to check out the staircase.
Hermione went to dinner, gloomy that she didn't find her Time Turner. She glanced at the Gryffindor table and saw that James was talking to Lily and was making her laugh, Sirius was putting rabbit ears behind James's back, (probably the reason why Lily was laughing at James) and Peter was eating. Remus wasn't there. Hmm...that's weird. James, Sirius, and Peter are there. Suddenly someone was running into the hall. It was Remus. He was trying to put something into the pockets of his robes while he was running. Remus sat down and said panting, "Sorry I'm late."
"Where have you been Moony?"
"Oh, I just lost track of time, that's all."
"Were you dreaming of a certain professor?" asked Sirius wickedly.
"No, I wasn't Padfoot. Though you probably were because I saw what you wrote in that note to Professor Rivera. Very mushy Sirius. Why don't I tell it to every-"
"All right, all right ,all right!! I'll stop teasing you, ok?"
Remus looked pleased. He caught Professor Rivera's eye. She had heard the whole thing. She gave Remus a wink and turned around to finish the rest of her meal.
Remus went back to the common room after dinner to complete his homeowork. For some reason, he wanted to talk to Professor Rivera. So he headed towards the portrait hole. "Hey Moony? Where ya heading?"
"Just to...ask Professor McGonagall about some transfiguration question."
"Well, then why don't ya ask us?" yelled James.
"Well, I don't want to cheat and get the answers like Sirius does."
"Hey! Be quiet!" shouted Sirius.
Remus rolled his eyes and left the common room. He headed towards Professor Rivera's classroom and knocked on the door. "Come in." Remus entered.
"Hi Professor Rivera."
"Oh! Hello Remus." I wonder what's he doing here?
"What brings you here Remus?"
"Uh, I wanted to ask you something."
"Ok, then."
"Um, well, I wanted to uh, say, that, um-"
"You just came here to talk to me, right?"
"Yeah, sorry."
"That's ok," said Hermione brightly. "I really don't feel like answering questions about school. Here, sit down." And Hermione pulled up a chair next to his. "We can have a little night conversation."
Remus chuckled. He looked at her face. She's pretty young. "Um, Professor? How old are you? If you don't mind me asking."
"Um," Hermione thought of a good age. "I'm 20."
"Really?" said Remus a little surprised. "You don't look twenty. You could pass for one of us."
Hermione blushed. "Yeah, a lot of people say that I'm fresh out of school."
"Where did you go to school?"
Hermione looked down. "Uh, um, I went to, uh a school in America."
"Oh really?" said Remus curiously. "Then why do you have a British accent?"
"Oh! I, uh, lived in England until I was around 10, then we moved to America. I never got rid of my accent."
"Oh, I see. So is this your first trip to England ever since you got out of school?"
"No, I was, um, living here for a couple of years, and I heard there was an...advertisment for a substitute teacher at Hogwarts. So I signed up."
"That's great," Remus said sadly.
"What? What's wrong?" asked a concerned Hermione.
"Well, look. You've got a great job, and a great life. And what will happen to me when I get out of school? I probably can't get a job anywhere because of what I am."
Hermione looked stricken. I want to help him. But how can I? What about if I tell him a little about the future? Dumbledore won't mind, right? I mean, he's so depressed by what he is. I can't leave him thinking about his future like this. Hermione took a deep breath.
"Remus, I've got a feeling that later on in your life, you'll get a great job, though it's only temporary, and meet a very, very special person that's close to one of your friends. And later on in that job, you'll discover a secret that you thought wasn't true."
"How do you know?" asked Remus.
Hermione tried to look as calm as possible. "I just have a talent of predicting little things in the future." Hermione smiled. Remus smiled back.
Silence came over them. Then Hermione spoke up. "Remus? If you don't mind me asking, when did you receive the bite?"
Remus bit his bottom lip. "I got it when I was around 6 or 7 years old. I was playing outside, and I was having so much fun," Remus said grinning. "I didn't notice it got so dark," he said his grin fading. "I got lost, in a forest nearby because we just moved there. Then I got bitten."
Hermione looked at him with a grim look on her face. "Where did you get bitten?"
Remus sighed. He pushed aside his robes and then his shirt from his left shoulder. There on his shoulder, were two bite marks. Hermione gasped. Then she said quickly, "I'm sorry. You shouldn't have shown it to-"
"That's ok Professor Rivera. I trust you."
"Oh, well, thank you for trusting me."
"Professor-"
"Call me Melody." Hermione smiled.
"Ok, Melody. Do you trust me?"
Hermione pondered the thought. I already trust him, don't I? I mean I told him a part of the future. I didn't mean to, but he looked lost and alone. I wish i could tell him what will happen a few years from now, but that'd be too much, and I could alter the future, a lot.
"It's not that I don't trust you Remus. It's just that I can't tell you certain things about me, ok? I do trust you, but the things about me, no one must know about."
Remus thought about this. Then he looked up and smiled. "That's ok. I understand."
"Thanks Remus." Hermione glanced at the clock. "Oh! It's 11:30. You had better go."
Remus nodded his head and stood up. Hermione stood up as well. Remus is taller than me. Probably by a few inches. He was about to go out the door when he turned around, grabbed Hermione's face and pulled it up to his own. Hermione kissed back immediately. Their kiss was soft and then grew more stronger. Reluctantly, Remus pulled back and whispered, "Good night Melody."
He gave her a quick kiss and left. Hermione stood there shocked, surprised, and...happy.
Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to post this. I made this chapter as long as possible, without overdoing it, ya know? I'm sorry I left this chapter at a cliffhanger ending, but hey, that's the way stories are made. Pleze R&R! Well, I'll write more later, ok?
Later Dayz, Miss Park Avenue
