.:.Chapter Eight.:.
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Harry opened his eyes lazily and found himself alone in the huge bed of the lair. The sunlight was warming his body and yet he felt terribly cold. He sat up more and pulled the covers around himself, watching the dust dancing in the sunlight for a moment as he thought about the night before.
He jerked himself out of the trance and stood, noticing that his trousers had been stripped sometime in the night and wrapped the blankets around his waist.
"Remus?" He called out, his voice cracking from lack of use.
Remus head poked out from the bathroom, toothbrush still in his mouth, he held up a finger letting Harry know that he would be there in a second. After brushing his teeth the werewolf came and rather nervously crept back onto the bed to sit beside of his mate.
"Good morning, love." He said softly.
Harry breathed in and exhaled deeply. "What are we like?" He said quietly and Remus chuckled very slightly.
Harry took the pale hands into his own and rubbed them slightly, warming them with his own.
"What are we gonna do then? Obviously School isn't like Grimmauld so I think we better make some rules, before I make a dick of myself again." He said quietly and looked into the amber gaze.
The Professor in Remus took over, "Harry don't get mad at me when I say what I'm about to say because I love you and this is just the way it has to be outside of the Lair. When we aren't in the Lair you'll treat me as you would any other professor, and I'm going to treat you as I would any other student."
"Is that ok with you?" he said staring down into emerald eyes.
Harry felt a strange confidence surge through him from that look and he gave a vigorous nod with a smile.
"I'll be good, It's gonna be strange not calling you Remus or Moonchild though." He said, a little shyly, then leant over and hugged the man.
"Oh and something to brighten your day, Parvarti, or Maybe Lavender I can't really remember, said you were cute."
Remus chuckled and hugged his mate lovingly, "Hey I may be a Professor now but I'm still 'Wow-what-an-ass-Lupin- right?"
Harry laughed lightly and hugged the other man. They were ok. "You always will be Moony." He pulled back and the two men smiled at one another. Harry pulled away and went about retrieving his school uniform and robes.
"Talking of Professors, we should get ready for class. It's alright, I don't think you have any smart arsed seventh years today." He said smirking and then checked his timetable, "Uh...actually." He chuckled lightly,"You have us at the end of the day." He shrugged in apology.
Remus shook his head, "Harry it's behind us now so stop worrying about it. We at least gave the Slytherins a good laugh." He said with a wink, while fixing his frayed robes.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor came over and placed a kiss on Harry's forehead, "I'll see you in class."
Harry gave a courtious nod and returned the gesture. "In class."
~*~
"So are you guys ok now?" Ron asked as Harry say down. Harry nodded and smiled at his two friends. He noticied that Seamus was watching him and suddenly he felt weary of the other boy. If the simple _smell_ of the Irish boy made Remus as frightening as he had been last night Harry wasn't too thrilled on any future conversations with the boy.
Remus looked down from the Staff's table and wanted to growl when he saw Seamus watching his Harry. However the werewolf refrained and inside took a nice long gulp of the pumpkin juice that was sitting beside of his plate. The man gritted his teeth and forced himself to look away, thinking of other things .. like .. class. Yes, let's see what was he teaching? ("Oh yes, I am the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Seamus is not going to get to me... Is Seamus still staring at Harry!")
The man shook his head and decided that it was best if he left, so he did. He excused himself from the table and hurried off to his classroom to prepare for class.
Harry watched him leave with a heavy heart and resisted scowling at Seamus, it wasn't his fault really. He sighed and as one Hermione, himself and Ron left the hall.
~*~
The day was going remarkably slow, except during potions when Snape seemed to relish in almost telling the class Harry was the DADA's lover but he gritted hie teeth and bared it.
Finally it was the actual DADA lesson and Harry felt relieved to be in familiar territory again. He and the other two settled near the front, Harry getting all his things out and waiting. Malfoy had other ideas and attempted to bait him.
"Going to try and defend the wolf bitch again Potty?" He barked across the room in Lupin's absense but Harry wasn't going to let him down again so he simply breathed in deeply and balled his hands into fists under the desk until he felt his nails draw blood.
"I'm shocked really, letting rabid animals teach, honestly." Malfoy said loudly and the Slytherins roared with laughter. Harry, startlingly, felt hiseyes shift and his vision was becoming suspiously like how it would be in cat formation.
He closed them startled and silently prayed for Remus to hurry up.
Remus walked into the classroom at just that moment and smiled at Draco, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Malfoy, but I assure you that I am not rabid." The class sat in silence over the fact that their Professor had heard Draco talking, "Oh, and by the way Mr. Malfoy, that's ten points from
Slytherin. Five for talking about your Professor and five for goading another student."
The werewolf turned around and sat down at his desk, "Ok, class, today we will actually begin to practice wandless magic so if everybody would please put their wands away."
There was a shuffle through the classroom as people opened their bags and shoved their wands down inside.
"Ok, everybody pick a partner."
Harry breathed in once more and happy that his vision was normal went to find a partner. Hermione had already teamed uped with Ron and Harry smiled at the two before continung with the search.
He noted that there were two free students, Neville and Seamus. Casting a wary eye at Remus Harry opted for Neville and ignored the earnest look from Seamus. He wasn't going to cock up again so soon after making up with his mate.
He stopped briefly as he remembered the fact that Remus had come in just before Harry blew up at Draco and when no one was looking he mouthed a "thank you" at the werewolf and nodded his head at Draco to clarify.
Remus grinned at his mate, thankful that Harry hadn't chosen Seamus as a partner, and then spoke again, "Now we will start with something simple .. Accio! Everybody grab something small and light and your partner will try to draw it from your hand to their's." When he had finished giving instructions he walked amoung the students .. almost gagging on Seamus sage scent, and then returned to his desk to do some paperwork while the students continued to practice.
Harry had managed to pull it off wonderfully, the object simply flying into his hand as though pulled by a string. Neville, to Harry's great amusement, wasn't as _accurate_ and kept pulling Harry over instead.
"Neville I know I'm good looking but this is getting ridiculous." He smirked and even Neville was laughing.
"You're right, wait there. SIR!" Neville's hand shot into the air, "I can't seem to get this, can you help?" He asked sincerely.
Remus had stolen a few glances in Neville and Harry's direction and had almost laughed out loud when he saw Neville pull Harry over instead of the object in his hand. With a sigh he went over to the student, "Yes Neville?"
"Sir .. I keep bringing Harry over, not the object." whined the incrediably stupid Gryffindor who held a soft place in his Professor's heart.
"Neville this time when you try it try looking directely at the object, not at Harry, or anything else, but at the object. Think of the object and say the objects name clearly."
Remus stepped back and Neville thrust his hand forward, "Accio quill." The writing instrument flew to his hand and Remus smiled, "There you see!"
He also went by Harry and patted him on the shoulder as any normal professor would, "Great work Mr. Potter."
Harry surpressed a happy shudder and suddenly thought about what he wouldn't mind doing with Remus tonight in the confides of the room.
With these thoughts still swirling in his head he pointed his hand at Neville and said "Accio Quill" But unfortunatley he ended up on the floor with a rather disorientated DADA teacher on top of him.
"Um...Sorry sir."
Remus would have _loved_ to stay atop Harry, but they were in the *wrong* place. He hurriedly got up and helped Harry to his feet, "Watch your concentration." He said cheerily, while hurriedly moving back behind his desk before he landed on top of Harry again.
Harry was hiding a smile behind his hand but his blush was a little more obvious on his cheeks. Ron was crying with contained laughter and even Hermione threw all caution to the wind and made a kissy face. He scowled at the pair of them mockingly.
Harry shook himself and turned back to Neville who had a strangely knowing smirk on his face. He raised his eyebrows in silent question and Neville beckoned him over.
"Do you have a crush on Professor Lupin?" He asked and Harry looked thunder struck at him. Then he looked closely at the boy and realised that this was the same boy who stood beside him at the Minisrty bravely so he smiled and nodded.
"Dont' tell anyone though, I don't think Professors appreciate being fancied by their students." and he hid a smirk.
Neville grinned, "Secrets safe with me Harry."
~*~
Remus sighed ("Thank Merlin class is over!") When all of the Gryffindor and Slytherin seventh years had filed out of the classroom he left and hurriedly made his way up to the Tower, ready to just plop down. The full moon was once again nearing and he was getting more tired all of the time.
When he did enter the Lair he breathed a sigh of relief and headed straight for his favorite squashy chair by the fire.
Harry walked through a few moments later and smiled at the dozing man. He walked casually over with his hands in his pockets and smirked at Lupin.
"I now am currently that sad little girl who develops crushes on her teachers and Neville thinks it's, and I quote "Really sweet"." He shook his head and came to settle at the mans feet. "Thank you earlier by the way, Shadow was surfacing to defend his mate and I don't think that would've been
appreciated."
Remus smiled when Harry rested his chin on his knee, and grinned when he purred as Remus ran his fingers through his black locks. "No, don't think Malfoy would have liked a large panther sitting on him, and I wouldn't have liked to have had to punish you again." He rolled his eyes, "We both know
how that turns out!"
The two sat for a moment before Remus continued, "Hey! What made you 'accio' me over to you today?"
Harry blushed and hid his face between Lupin's knees. "It was your own fault." He muttered then pulled his face out to look at his mate.
"Innocently touched my shoulder didn't you....Remus, I happen to know your delicious body like my own and a "forbbiden touch" in class, no matter how you meant it is going to make those sex drives you've awakened in me go in over drive." He shook his head. "If I had had my way many of those students would be scarred for life."
Remus laughed, "I guess at my age you just learn to .. shut it off!" He giggled again and ran his fingers once more through Harry's hair, "The full moon's getting closer." he said with a slight tremble. Looking forward to being with Shadow, but dreading the pain of transformation.
Harry looked up at him a little sadly and then stood abruptly. He took Remus's face in his hands and gave him a heart wrenching kiss. He settled into the other man's lap and continued to stroke his face.
"What's it like?" He asked quietly, "I've been under the Crutious, had a Basilisks tooth rip through my arm but they all seem trivial after seeing what you've had to endure."
Remus shuddered and described the pain to his mate, "First your spinal cord snaps in half so that it can resize and reshape to that of a wolf. Then all of the bones in your body seem to twist as they reshape themselves, and the last thing to go is your jaw, it breaks and reforms to make the face of a
wolf."
The werewolf shuddered, "After that it's not so bad."
"Oh not so bad?" Harry said mildly and leaned in resting his forehead on the tawny haired mans. "Remus....." He couldn't think of anything to say, how does one convey the fact that they admire the spirit of such a strong person?
".....I'm glad I got to have such a beautiful and brave person as my soul mate." He whispered and buried further into the warmth of the other body. They sat in silence and simply enjoyed the others breathing when suddenly Harry smiled.
"I had the biggest crush on you in my third year," He said still grinning, "That's one of the reasons I pratically begged you to stay when I was told you resigned."
Remus smiled, "I loved you, but not in the way I do now, my heart was with Sirius then, but I can't say that I ever stopped admiring you. You were .. are beautiful and strong, what can I say? I like the tall, dark, and 'I have to have my way' kind of guys." He grinned and elbowed Harry teasingly in the ribs.
Harry smiled and placed a kiss on his lips, pulling back with a happy noise. "You were the only one that could make me feel bad when I broke the rules, like when I snuck off to Hogsmede and you said about it being a disreptful way to repay my parents. I felt really bad for letting you down. Plus you know, didn't help I thought you were gorgeous."
He thought for a moment then looked at Remus. "Did you ever fancy my mum or dad? It's not a jealousy question before you panic, just curious really. If mum hadn't got with dad I would've put you as her type...Maybe thats why I love you."
Remus shook his head, "Nope, I never really saw Lily in that way .. I've always favored males. James was good-looking, but Sirius was the only one I ever held serious feelings for, and Harry .." he kissed his mate to emphasize his point, "You love me because of _you_, not because Sirius chose you and not because your mum was 'my type'."
Harry smiled what could only be described as a true smile and he pulled the others man face to his to show Remus how much exactly he loved him. When the elder was distracted he let his hand slip down the mans chest and continued past his waist until he finally stopped, earning a gasp from Remus. He rubbed his hand slowly repeativly.
"Want to know what I was thinking about in class?" He asked huskily as he nibbled the werewolf's adams apple.
Remus swallowed through his quickly dried mouth, and he huskily replied, "No, but I have a pretty good idea." The werewolf shivered at the kisses of his mate, and ran one hand up inside of Harry's shirt, loving the feel of the young bronze skin against his fingers.
Harry trailed his kisses up until the finally came upon the other mans lips. He ghosted over them, adding pressure every now and again before pulling back again and lightly grazing over the velvety flesh. He felt his legs shake a little from bracing himself on his bent legs and shifted up closer so he was resting against his Werewolf, chest to chest stomach to stomach.
He let his eyes close to half mast and lent into the hand sliding over his back and he began to unbutton the other mans shirt, kissing every new piece of flesh revealed. He looked up then at the tawny haired man and watched him. He was beautiful. Dark blonde hair was spread slightly across the back of the chair, eyes closed contently and mouth open slightly letting shaky breathes escape.
He kissed his way back up and rested an elegant hand upon the side of the mans face, stroking his thumb over Remus's eyelids.
"Hey," He said softly getting Remus to open his eyes, " I love you and I'm going to make it up to you. I know you forgive me and everything but I want to do this for you. Tonight's about you."
Remus slid his hand up into Harry's hair and purred at the feel of the silky strands, he tightened his grip a tad and pulled Harry close for a kiss, pulling back to say, "I love you." But he didn't apologize or tell Harry 'it was ok' the werewolf was going to be content to let his mate love him.
Harry stood with trembling knees and pulled Remus to him and led him to the bedroom. He slowly stripped the man of his clothes and his own until finally he pushed his werewolf gently down onto the covers. He ran his hands over the body, memorizing it all over again and savouring every dip of the smooth stomach, every inch of a curved thigh. He placed a kiss upon the inside of one, suckled a little then traced the butterfly kisses all the way up to his naval lovingly.
If the werewolf didn't know better he'd think that his lover was trying to torture him with the small bites and nibbles that he kept placing here and there. Remus wasn't used to this kind of love-making .. he was rather used to .. getting to the point! For the first time Remus realized that he was
truly seeing Harry .. being Harry.
Harry's silk black hair traced lightly over the paler flesh and he smiled intrigued as he saw the skin tremble and he did it again, blowing on the heated skin lightly.
His short nails drew intimate patterns on Remus's chest and Harry let his kisses trail up until he could stroke his lips across the mans chin, Positioning himself over the now shaking man and smiled a wonderfully bright smile. Then he showed Remus exactly how much he loved him.
~*~
Remus lay still panting .. totally spent and still trembling from the amount of love that Harry had conveyed with his body. The werewolf held his love close to him smiling at the exhausted man beside him. However, the werewolf had other ideas than letting his mate sleep. Instead he rolled over and braced himself on his arms above Harry, not wanting to add more weight to the exhausted body.
The werewolf very sweetly began placing soothing kisses on Harry's hot skin, licking him lovingly as Moony would Shadow. "Thank you, Harry." he said, mummering against the younger man's skin.
Harry closed his eyes and let out a remarkably loud purr. "..Welcome." He managed to gasp out, still drained from his performance but finding that his young body was beginning to show signs of life again.
He ran his tired hand up to rub Remus's neck in a relaxing massage and he let out a deep happy sigh, shaking the sweaty bangs out of his eyes.
"I rather like making love like that, I can re-live it in better detail." He said with that brightning grin again and ran his hands continually up and down the man's tensing arms.
Remus smiled down at his mate and slid his hand down Harry's body, rubbing the inside of Harry's thighs teasingly, "So .. caught your breath yet?" he said with a mischievious grin.
Harry smirked and arched his body towards those devishouly skilled hands. "Oh I'm pretty sure I'll manage." He managed to get out before his body seemed to shake uncontrollably. He loved it when he couldn't actually control his reactions.
He felt Remus lower his body on top of his and he relished in the way that Remus could feel his shudders, the touch of flesh on flesh almost over powering him.
Remus couldn't control his own body and soon the sounds coming from their room were enough to make anybody believe that an old dog _can_ learn new tricks.
~*~
Harry had the sheets thrown off his still sweaty body and toyed with the damp hair of the man sleeping with his head on Harry's chest.
Harry felt strangely fulfilled. He'd slept with Remus many times but there was just something about this time that truly stood out for him.
Remus would have heartily agreed with his mate but he wasn't as young as he used to be and sleep had finally called his name, drawing him into a peaceful world of dreams... dreams of Sirius...
Harry pushed his head further into the pillow and re-called the last few days. He'd been confidant, a little rude and insatiable. He rested a hand over his eyes and groaned, both from his realisation and the dull ache in his hips.
He'd been acting like a young Sirius. And although he loved his Godfather they were totally different people. Sirius was brave, loud and passionate about everything in his life and after much deliberation Harry realised that whilst he had a vague resemblence to these qualities they weren't really _him_. He was courageous when a loved one was indanger, he was loving but had a shy way about it and he was sweet. But some part of him had tried to be Sirius for Remus, despite Remus's constant reassurances that he loved him, loved Harry.
("Well thats settled then.") He was going to give Remus the Harry that peeked through every now and again, the one that had just made love to his gorgeous mate. He wouldn't torture Remus with a ghost but give him the new life he deserved.
"I'm all yours." He whispered into Remus's ear and kissed it.
Remus' face looked pinched and he let out a small whimper. His eyes danced beneath his eyelids, evidence that the was locked in a dream, and by the way he was acting .. not a good dream....
~Remus could see it clear as day as he ran into the room at the Ministry. Sirius had been his usual self and practically raced the werewolf down the hall to get there first, and when Remus came in he saw something that would rip his heart out. Siriurs hit square in the chest with a red light sending
him backwards into the Veil. His beautiful mate gone......He looked over and Harry began running towards the Veil .. some voice in Remus told him .. no made him run after the teenager, grabbing him by the waist and holding him back from the Veil. Some voice inside made him tell Harry, "He's gone ... He's gone."~
"SIRIUS!" the werewolf darted up in the bed panting for breath, feeling as though he had just ran a race.
Harry jumped but after that he was stunned. He felt as though he'd been slapped very hard and was torn between feeling upset that Remus had called out someone else's name after his confession or comforting the obviously shaken man. For know, he went for the latter, temporarily setting aside his other feeling.
He took the gasping man into his arms, albeit a little ackwardly, and held his head to his heart, something he himself found soothing. "Remus, It's ok it was just a bad dream, shhhh." He tried his damned hardest to just convey comfort in his words, difficultly but he managed.
Remus wrapped his arms around Harry and quietened while listening to the soothing heartbeat of his mate. He wasn't alone. The werewolf lay there for a few moments letting his own heart return to normal, he then pulled away from Harry, "I'm sorry .. " he knew how much he was going to sound like a child but he only knew one way of saying it, "I had a bad dream."
Harry felt any jealousy leave him at those soft, almost frightened words and gave soothing strokes to Remus's hair.
"It's ok, I have bad dreams too...Do you want to talk about it?" He asked and moved over slightly and pulled Remus to sit beside him and rest his head on Harry's shoulder.
Remus opened his mouth but shut it, "No." he said rather quietly. How could you tell your lover that you wished your first love hadn't died? Some part of Remus still missed his former mate, still agonzied over his death, when he dreamed his heart still clenched over the mere thought of Sirius falling through the Veil, but if he hadn't Remus wouldn't be with Harry. He wouldn't have witnessed the sweet, young love that Harry showed him.
Harry gave a small nod, a little reluctantly, and pulled the man closer to him. He placed a soft kiss on Remus's brow and rested his cheek against his temple.
"Ok, but is there anything I can do? Is there someone else you'd like to talk to or would you like something to drink?" He asked and gripped the other males hand tightly, reassuring him that he was there to listen if he needed to talk.
Remus shook his head, "I'll be fine. Go back to sleep Harry." he said closing his own eyes and hoping to enter into a world of dreamless sleep.
"Wasn't sleeping in the first place." He whispered and slipped out from under the other man, pulling on some lose slacks that just clinged onto his hips and stood. "Well I personally feel a little dehydrated so I'm going to grab a drink."
Casting back one more searching look he went to the kitchen of the den and placed a glass under the faucet, momentarily staring at thr running water with a faint scowl before shaking it off and downing the cool water, it instantly refreshing his still mildly warm body.
Remus sighed when Harry walked from the room. Just mintues before he had seen a side of Harry that he had never seen before, he had seen someone new, someone that only peeked through at the rare times. He had then had the most wonderful experience that he had had in a long time, and then just as easily he had ruined it all.
With a heart weighed down with guilt the werewolf put on his pajama bottoms and followed in the wake of his mate and found him staring at his glass of water. Remus walked over behind his mate and put his arms around him, "I'm sorry."
Harry jumped slightly then relaxed into the arms around him. He sighed and leant his head back to look up at Remus. "Why? You did nothing wrong. You had a bad dream about a man you loved very much, I can hardly blame you can I?" He said, believing the words although he wished that he hadn't dreamt it after Harry made up his mind to do things his way. Made him feel a little self concious but he wouldn't admit it to his mate.
"No, Harry, I've ruined our night, I've ruined your night and made you feel bad about it." He kissed the smooth area inbetween Harry's shoulder blades.
Harry closed his eyes contently and gave a small smile. " No you haven't, this is still one of the best nights I've ever had," He turned in the circle of Remus's arms and put his own around the slender waist, "I just feel bad that whoever gives us our dreams decided to torture you a little. I'm ok, really Remus, I've never felt more connected to you." And he gave Remus a sincere smile and a gentle kiss.
Remus smiled and murmmered against Harry's lips, "I love you." Grinning widely when he felt Harry say the words back, "Now come on I feel like a walking ice cube."
Harry laughed and gave Remus another quick peek. "Really? 'Cause I'm still rather warm myself." He let Remus lead him back to the confides of the bed where he chucked the trousers back off and climbed under the now rapidly cooling sheets. He moaned happily as it contrasted against his heated skin.
The werewolf grinned, "Well Harry if seeing me without my shirt is going to make you moan I'll never wear it again." he said with a teasing glint in his eyes.
Harry smirked at him and curled up against him. "Do you _want_ to see me have a cat fight against Lavender Brown? Because she'll try to ravish you there and then. But of course I really do get to." He said smugly and buried further into the warm body. "Love you Remus John." He muttered tiredly as sleep finally seemed to claim him.
~*~
Remus yawned tiredly at the wizarding clock that went off and fell off the table in it's attempts to wake the two sleeping men. The werewolf rubbed his eyes and pride them open, really feeling his age when he left the warmth of the bed and headed for the shower.
"Ah!" he sighed once he was able to step into the warm water that cascaded down his body and soothed his stiff muscles. If he didn't know better he'd say he was falling asleep in the shower .. nonsense he told himself leaning against the shower wall.
Harry heard the sound of running water and opened his eyes blearily. dazzling morning light mee him and he blinked to gain any vision back. He attempted to stretch but with a grin felt dull throbbing aches throughout his hips and back. He massaged his palms against his abdomen slowly and
closed his eyes at the slightly soothing feeling.
Finally he stood, a bit stiffly, and followed the sound of running water until he came to the bathroom. He smirked when he caught a lightly dozing Remus leaning against the wall and poked his cheek to jerk him back awake.
"Hey, don't want you drowning in there." He said with a yawn as he pulled the dressrobe off the hook on the back of the bathroom door and put it on.
Remus didn't even open his eyes, "Oh, I'm awake I'm just resting my eyes." he said sleep filling his voice. With a yawn he forced his eyes open and finished showering.
Harry was dressed and ready to go by the time Remus dried off and magically dried his hair. The werewolf looked at his golden hair in the mirror and frowned, "I believe that everytime I look in the mirror I see more silver than gold in my hair." with a shake of his head he left the bathroom and
dressed in his usual patchy but clean robes.
Harry came up behind him as Remus pulled on the robe and kissed the pack of his head. "I like it, reminds me of silver dew on a sunlight field. You're gorgeous." He whispered into his ear and kissed the curve of it before going on a hunt for his side bag.
He threw himself over the couch and hanging upside down found his bag under the sofa with a smile.
Remus smiled watching his lover hunt for his bag. "I'm going to go ahead and slip out." the werewolf went over and kissed Harry on the forehead, "I'll see you later." he said with a smile.
The Professor slipped out of the Lair and down the corridor, his stomach complaining for some food.
~*~
Harry slipped into the Potions class with Hermione and he was recalling his revelation the night before to her, but not to detailed for her sake.
"I never realised I was doing it, But It's stopping here! He's getting Harry now." He said quietly and she smiled at him.
"Well Harry is a gentleman so I think he'll be pleased." She teased and Harry smiled at her. It soon left his face though when Snape glided through the door and fixed a sneer at Harry.
~*~
Remus sat in his classroom, chin in hand, bored as all. He was teaching a first year class and they had to read the basics from the book first before anything could begin so there was not a lot for him to do but sit there.
His eyes flicked to the back of the room where two girls were excitedly whispering .. sometimes he wished he could just transform his ears into Moony's because he wanted to know what they were saying. With a sigh he cleared his throat, "Ladies if you'll please return to your work."
~*~
Harry growled under his breathe as the Potions master skimmed over another werewolf comment and Hermione patted his knee symphatetically. He _hated_ Snape using this against him and debated getting either Remus or Dumbledore to make him stop before his infamous temper made him do something stupid.
He counted to ten quietly and Hermione smirked a little which caused him to smile a little at the ridiculousness of it all.
"Want me to throw a firework into his potion." She whispered and Harry winked at her.
~*~
When the bell rang signalling that class was over Remus left his classroom, gratiful for the excuse to walk in the halls and perhaps catch a glance of Harry, but then he remembered that at this time Hermione would probably have him in the library.
But when Remus entered all he saw was Harry and Seamus...
~*~
He had been dragged there by Hermione and then abandened by her as she went to find a book, which would've been fine if Seamus hadn't made a bee-line to his desk. He looked up startled and placed his book down.
"Um, hey Seamus....something up?" He asked and Seamus seemed nervous, twisting his robes in his hand and shifting his feet. Harry began to feel nervous himself.
"I..I know you s-said that you didn't think they'd be a chance for us which is why I have to d-do it." Seamus stuttered out and before Harry knew what was happening the Irish boy's lips were pressed against his.
Harry's mind went blank for a split second but then it jumped back to life and he scrunched up his nose and pushed him back forcefully causing the other boy to bump against the desk. He wiped at his mouth harshly and a mix of anger and shock was contorted on his face.
"What the fuck Seamus, I told you I loved someon....." And thats when he saw him. Remus stood not 7 metres behind them and Harry felt everything around him shatter.
Remus felt a painful clench in his chest, and instead of going over like he should he simply turned around and walked away.
"Remus." Harry whispered before swinging his bag over his shoulder and shouting "REMUS!"
He ran but found that the Werewolf could really move when he wanted to. His heart pounded hard and he felt prickles against his eyelids.
("Not now please, It was going so right, Please I love him, he knows that right?") He thought frantically and finally reached the entrance to the lair where he gasped out the password.
He charged in and threw his bag away from him as he ran about the rooms looking for his mate.
"REMUS....REMUS come out Please, It's not what It looks like! Please you have to believe me. I didn't kiss him he just took it, I didn't even kiss him back I _pushed_ him away PLEASE!" He shouted throughout the rooms as his body trembled from just simply breaking down.
"Remus! I love you!"
Remus emerged from a shadow that the fireplace cast upon the walls. His eyes were blazing and his face was set as he looked at Harry. Not saying anything, not moving, hardly daring to breath. When he spoke it was worse than if he was yelling .. his voice came out oddly calm and steady, "I should have known better .. people kept saying you were too young, how could anyone find love at 16? You can't and apparently you didn't." he spoke harshly Moony taking over and lashing out at his mate, enraged that some other would dare touch _his_ shadow, someone would dare mark him as their own in such a way.
Harry stood frozen at the spot hating the way his mate's voice sounded. He felt as though he was going to shatter at the rate he was trembling. Shadow within him began to mewl in distress, trying to reach out to his mate.
"Remus, they're wrong I _Love_ you, you have to believe me! I didn't do anything he just was suddenly there, Please," Tears began streaming down his face as the frustration began to slowly kill him inside, "Please you don't believe what you just said do you? I love _you_, you know it, we spent all night showing one another it." He stepped towards Remus and he kneeled upon the floor before him, wrapping his arms around his stomach and sobbing into his stomach.
"You said you loved me so please try to believe me, I would _never_ hurt you. Please Moony I love you."
Remus stood looking down at his mate, and he did as he had so many months ago at Sirius' death. He pushed himself into that dark corner in his mind where he didn't have to think about the pain or about anything else. He was alone and here he was safe from hurt.
"Remus, please...say something..." Harry sat back onto his heals and blinking through the tears attempted to look up at the cold face in front of him. "I need you to say something..."
The man shook his head his body and hands trembling from hurt and anger. He let the real Remus get buried into the darkness of his mind, while Moony howled in confusion and hurt at his mate and also retreated into the oblivion. "I think it might be best if you leave."
Harry couldn't help the sob escaping his lips but anger began to lick at his insides.
"Who the hell am I talking to Moony or Remus?!" He hissed out suddenly, "The man or thw wolf! Because whoever it is obviously refuses to look into the eyes of their mate and see the TRUTH! I LOVE you, but you refuse to listen to reason," Tears were falling heavily now and his face was contorted in pain, " You don't want to trust me or believe me then fine" he cried out in a voice lush with tears and renched the ring from his finger, crying harshly as though tearing away a limb.
He threw it and it hit Remus's chest right where his heart resided and Harry let out a small cry at the sight. "I love you but damn you, you wont even believe me!"
Remus flinched as Harry stormed from the Lair. He sighed and fell to the floor on his knees. As a tear trickled down his face he looked angrily up at the ceiling, "Why him Sirius .. why him?"
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Trust
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Harry opened his eyes lazily and found himself alone in the huge bed of the lair. The sunlight was warming his body and yet he felt terribly cold. He sat up more and pulled the covers around himself, watching the dust dancing in the sunlight for a moment as he thought about the night before.
He jerked himself out of the trance and stood, noticing that his trousers had been stripped sometime in the night and wrapped the blankets around his waist.
"Remus?" He called out, his voice cracking from lack of use.
Remus head poked out from the bathroom, toothbrush still in his mouth, he held up a finger letting Harry know that he would be there in a second. After brushing his teeth the werewolf came and rather nervously crept back onto the bed to sit beside of his mate.
"Good morning, love." He said softly.
Harry breathed in and exhaled deeply. "What are we like?" He said quietly and Remus chuckled very slightly.
Harry took the pale hands into his own and rubbed them slightly, warming them with his own.
"What are we gonna do then? Obviously School isn't like Grimmauld so I think we better make some rules, before I make a dick of myself again." He said quietly and looked into the amber gaze.
The Professor in Remus took over, "Harry don't get mad at me when I say what I'm about to say because I love you and this is just the way it has to be outside of the Lair. When we aren't in the Lair you'll treat me as you would any other professor, and I'm going to treat you as I would any other student."
"Is that ok with you?" he said staring down into emerald eyes.
Harry felt a strange confidence surge through him from that look and he gave a vigorous nod with a smile.
"I'll be good, It's gonna be strange not calling you Remus or Moonchild though." He said, a little shyly, then leant over and hugged the man.
"Oh and something to brighten your day, Parvarti, or Maybe Lavender I can't really remember, said you were cute."
Remus chuckled and hugged his mate lovingly, "Hey I may be a Professor now but I'm still 'Wow-what-an-ass-Lupin- right?"
Harry laughed lightly and hugged the other man. They were ok. "You always will be Moony." He pulled back and the two men smiled at one another. Harry pulled away and went about retrieving his school uniform and robes.
"Talking of Professors, we should get ready for class. It's alright, I don't think you have any smart arsed seventh years today." He said smirking and then checked his timetable, "Uh...actually." He chuckled lightly,"You have us at the end of the day." He shrugged in apology.
Remus shook his head, "Harry it's behind us now so stop worrying about it. We at least gave the Slytherins a good laugh." He said with a wink, while fixing his frayed robes.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor came over and placed a kiss on Harry's forehead, "I'll see you in class."
Harry gave a courtious nod and returned the gesture. "In class."
~*~
"So are you guys ok now?" Ron asked as Harry say down. Harry nodded and smiled at his two friends. He noticied that Seamus was watching him and suddenly he felt weary of the other boy. If the simple _smell_ of the Irish boy made Remus as frightening as he had been last night Harry wasn't too thrilled on any future conversations with the boy.
Remus looked down from the Staff's table and wanted to growl when he saw Seamus watching his Harry. However the werewolf refrained and inside took a nice long gulp of the pumpkin juice that was sitting beside of his plate. The man gritted his teeth and forced himself to look away, thinking of other things .. like .. class. Yes, let's see what was he teaching? ("Oh yes, I am the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Seamus is not going to get to me... Is Seamus still staring at Harry!")
The man shook his head and decided that it was best if he left, so he did. He excused himself from the table and hurried off to his classroom to prepare for class.
Harry watched him leave with a heavy heart and resisted scowling at Seamus, it wasn't his fault really. He sighed and as one Hermione, himself and Ron left the hall.
~*~
The day was going remarkably slow, except during potions when Snape seemed to relish in almost telling the class Harry was the DADA's lover but he gritted hie teeth and bared it.
Finally it was the actual DADA lesson and Harry felt relieved to be in familiar territory again. He and the other two settled near the front, Harry getting all his things out and waiting. Malfoy had other ideas and attempted to bait him.
"Going to try and defend the wolf bitch again Potty?" He barked across the room in Lupin's absense but Harry wasn't going to let him down again so he simply breathed in deeply and balled his hands into fists under the desk until he felt his nails draw blood.
"I'm shocked really, letting rabid animals teach, honestly." Malfoy said loudly and the Slytherins roared with laughter. Harry, startlingly, felt hiseyes shift and his vision was becoming suspiously like how it would be in cat formation.
He closed them startled and silently prayed for Remus to hurry up.
Remus walked into the classroom at just that moment and smiled at Draco, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Malfoy, but I assure you that I am not rabid." The class sat in silence over the fact that their Professor had heard Draco talking, "Oh, and by the way Mr. Malfoy, that's ten points from
Slytherin. Five for talking about your Professor and five for goading another student."
The werewolf turned around and sat down at his desk, "Ok, class, today we will actually begin to practice wandless magic so if everybody would please put their wands away."
There was a shuffle through the classroom as people opened their bags and shoved their wands down inside.
"Ok, everybody pick a partner."
Harry breathed in once more and happy that his vision was normal went to find a partner. Hermione had already teamed uped with Ron and Harry smiled at the two before continung with the search.
He noted that there were two free students, Neville and Seamus. Casting a wary eye at Remus Harry opted for Neville and ignored the earnest look from Seamus. He wasn't going to cock up again so soon after making up with his mate.
He stopped briefly as he remembered the fact that Remus had come in just before Harry blew up at Draco and when no one was looking he mouthed a "thank you" at the werewolf and nodded his head at Draco to clarify.
Remus grinned at his mate, thankful that Harry hadn't chosen Seamus as a partner, and then spoke again, "Now we will start with something simple .. Accio! Everybody grab something small and light and your partner will try to draw it from your hand to their's." When he had finished giving instructions he walked amoung the students .. almost gagging on Seamus sage scent, and then returned to his desk to do some paperwork while the students continued to practice.
Harry had managed to pull it off wonderfully, the object simply flying into his hand as though pulled by a string. Neville, to Harry's great amusement, wasn't as _accurate_ and kept pulling Harry over instead.
"Neville I know I'm good looking but this is getting ridiculous." He smirked and even Neville was laughing.
"You're right, wait there. SIR!" Neville's hand shot into the air, "I can't seem to get this, can you help?" He asked sincerely.
Remus had stolen a few glances in Neville and Harry's direction and had almost laughed out loud when he saw Neville pull Harry over instead of the object in his hand. With a sigh he went over to the student, "Yes Neville?"
"Sir .. I keep bringing Harry over, not the object." whined the incrediably stupid Gryffindor who held a soft place in his Professor's heart.
"Neville this time when you try it try looking directely at the object, not at Harry, or anything else, but at the object. Think of the object and say the objects name clearly."
Remus stepped back and Neville thrust his hand forward, "Accio quill." The writing instrument flew to his hand and Remus smiled, "There you see!"
He also went by Harry and patted him on the shoulder as any normal professor would, "Great work Mr. Potter."
Harry surpressed a happy shudder and suddenly thought about what he wouldn't mind doing with Remus tonight in the confides of the room.
With these thoughts still swirling in his head he pointed his hand at Neville and said "Accio Quill" But unfortunatley he ended up on the floor with a rather disorientated DADA teacher on top of him.
"Um...Sorry sir."
Remus would have _loved_ to stay atop Harry, but they were in the *wrong* place. He hurriedly got up and helped Harry to his feet, "Watch your concentration." He said cheerily, while hurriedly moving back behind his desk before he landed on top of Harry again.
Harry was hiding a smile behind his hand but his blush was a little more obvious on his cheeks. Ron was crying with contained laughter and even Hermione threw all caution to the wind and made a kissy face. He scowled at the pair of them mockingly.
Harry shook himself and turned back to Neville who had a strangely knowing smirk on his face. He raised his eyebrows in silent question and Neville beckoned him over.
"Do you have a crush on Professor Lupin?" He asked and Harry looked thunder struck at him. Then he looked closely at the boy and realised that this was the same boy who stood beside him at the Minisrty bravely so he smiled and nodded.
"Dont' tell anyone though, I don't think Professors appreciate being fancied by their students." and he hid a smirk.
Neville grinned, "Secrets safe with me Harry."
~*~
Remus sighed ("Thank Merlin class is over!") When all of the Gryffindor and Slytherin seventh years had filed out of the classroom he left and hurriedly made his way up to the Tower, ready to just plop down. The full moon was once again nearing and he was getting more tired all of the time.
When he did enter the Lair he breathed a sigh of relief and headed straight for his favorite squashy chair by the fire.
Harry walked through a few moments later and smiled at the dozing man. He walked casually over with his hands in his pockets and smirked at Lupin.
"I now am currently that sad little girl who develops crushes on her teachers and Neville thinks it's, and I quote "Really sweet"." He shook his head and came to settle at the mans feet. "Thank you earlier by the way, Shadow was surfacing to defend his mate and I don't think that would've been
appreciated."
Remus smiled when Harry rested his chin on his knee, and grinned when he purred as Remus ran his fingers through his black locks. "No, don't think Malfoy would have liked a large panther sitting on him, and I wouldn't have liked to have had to punish you again." He rolled his eyes, "We both know
how that turns out!"
The two sat for a moment before Remus continued, "Hey! What made you 'accio' me over to you today?"
Harry blushed and hid his face between Lupin's knees. "It was your own fault." He muttered then pulled his face out to look at his mate.
"Innocently touched my shoulder didn't you....Remus, I happen to know your delicious body like my own and a "forbbiden touch" in class, no matter how you meant it is going to make those sex drives you've awakened in me go in over drive." He shook his head. "If I had had my way many of those students would be scarred for life."
Remus laughed, "I guess at my age you just learn to .. shut it off!" He giggled again and ran his fingers once more through Harry's hair, "The full moon's getting closer." he said with a slight tremble. Looking forward to being with Shadow, but dreading the pain of transformation.
Harry looked up at him a little sadly and then stood abruptly. He took Remus's face in his hands and gave him a heart wrenching kiss. He settled into the other man's lap and continued to stroke his face.
"What's it like?" He asked quietly, "I've been under the Crutious, had a Basilisks tooth rip through my arm but they all seem trivial after seeing what you've had to endure."
Remus shuddered and described the pain to his mate, "First your spinal cord snaps in half so that it can resize and reshape to that of a wolf. Then all of the bones in your body seem to twist as they reshape themselves, and the last thing to go is your jaw, it breaks and reforms to make the face of a
wolf."
The werewolf shuddered, "After that it's not so bad."
"Oh not so bad?" Harry said mildly and leaned in resting his forehead on the tawny haired mans. "Remus....." He couldn't think of anything to say, how does one convey the fact that they admire the spirit of such a strong person?
".....I'm glad I got to have such a beautiful and brave person as my soul mate." He whispered and buried further into the warmth of the other body. They sat in silence and simply enjoyed the others breathing when suddenly Harry smiled.
"I had the biggest crush on you in my third year," He said still grinning, "That's one of the reasons I pratically begged you to stay when I was told you resigned."
Remus smiled, "I loved you, but not in the way I do now, my heart was with Sirius then, but I can't say that I ever stopped admiring you. You were .. are beautiful and strong, what can I say? I like the tall, dark, and 'I have to have my way' kind of guys." He grinned and elbowed Harry teasingly in the ribs.
Harry smiled and placed a kiss on his lips, pulling back with a happy noise. "You were the only one that could make me feel bad when I broke the rules, like when I snuck off to Hogsmede and you said about it being a disreptful way to repay my parents. I felt really bad for letting you down. Plus you know, didn't help I thought you were gorgeous."
He thought for a moment then looked at Remus. "Did you ever fancy my mum or dad? It's not a jealousy question before you panic, just curious really. If mum hadn't got with dad I would've put you as her type...Maybe thats why I love you."
Remus shook his head, "Nope, I never really saw Lily in that way .. I've always favored males. James was good-looking, but Sirius was the only one I ever held serious feelings for, and Harry .." he kissed his mate to emphasize his point, "You love me because of _you_, not because Sirius chose you and not because your mum was 'my type'."
Harry smiled what could only be described as a true smile and he pulled the others man face to his to show Remus how much exactly he loved him. When the elder was distracted he let his hand slip down the mans chest and continued past his waist until he finally stopped, earning a gasp from Remus. He rubbed his hand slowly repeativly.
"Want to know what I was thinking about in class?" He asked huskily as he nibbled the werewolf's adams apple.
Remus swallowed through his quickly dried mouth, and he huskily replied, "No, but I have a pretty good idea." The werewolf shivered at the kisses of his mate, and ran one hand up inside of Harry's shirt, loving the feel of the young bronze skin against his fingers.
Harry trailed his kisses up until the finally came upon the other mans lips. He ghosted over them, adding pressure every now and again before pulling back again and lightly grazing over the velvety flesh. He felt his legs shake a little from bracing himself on his bent legs and shifted up closer so he was resting against his Werewolf, chest to chest stomach to stomach.
He let his eyes close to half mast and lent into the hand sliding over his back and he began to unbutton the other mans shirt, kissing every new piece of flesh revealed. He looked up then at the tawny haired man and watched him. He was beautiful. Dark blonde hair was spread slightly across the back of the chair, eyes closed contently and mouth open slightly letting shaky breathes escape.
He kissed his way back up and rested an elegant hand upon the side of the mans face, stroking his thumb over Remus's eyelids.
"Hey," He said softly getting Remus to open his eyes, " I love you and I'm going to make it up to you. I know you forgive me and everything but I want to do this for you. Tonight's about you."
Remus slid his hand up into Harry's hair and purred at the feel of the silky strands, he tightened his grip a tad and pulled Harry close for a kiss, pulling back to say, "I love you." But he didn't apologize or tell Harry 'it was ok' the werewolf was going to be content to let his mate love him.
Harry stood with trembling knees and pulled Remus to him and led him to the bedroom. He slowly stripped the man of his clothes and his own until finally he pushed his werewolf gently down onto the covers. He ran his hands over the body, memorizing it all over again and savouring every dip of the smooth stomach, every inch of a curved thigh. He placed a kiss upon the inside of one, suckled a little then traced the butterfly kisses all the way up to his naval lovingly.
If the werewolf didn't know better he'd think that his lover was trying to torture him with the small bites and nibbles that he kept placing here and there. Remus wasn't used to this kind of love-making .. he was rather used to .. getting to the point! For the first time Remus realized that he was
truly seeing Harry .. being Harry.
Harry's silk black hair traced lightly over the paler flesh and he smiled intrigued as he saw the skin tremble and he did it again, blowing on the heated skin lightly.
His short nails drew intimate patterns on Remus's chest and Harry let his kisses trail up until he could stroke his lips across the mans chin, Positioning himself over the now shaking man and smiled a wonderfully bright smile. Then he showed Remus exactly how much he loved him.
~*~
Remus lay still panting .. totally spent and still trembling from the amount of love that Harry had conveyed with his body. The werewolf held his love close to him smiling at the exhausted man beside him. However, the werewolf had other ideas than letting his mate sleep. Instead he rolled over and braced himself on his arms above Harry, not wanting to add more weight to the exhausted body.
The werewolf very sweetly began placing soothing kisses on Harry's hot skin, licking him lovingly as Moony would Shadow. "Thank you, Harry." he said, mummering against the younger man's skin.
Harry closed his eyes and let out a remarkably loud purr. "..Welcome." He managed to gasp out, still drained from his performance but finding that his young body was beginning to show signs of life again.
He ran his tired hand up to rub Remus's neck in a relaxing massage and he let out a deep happy sigh, shaking the sweaty bangs out of his eyes.
"I rather like making love like that, I can re-live it in better detail." He said with that brightning grin again and ran his hands continually up and down the man's tensing arms.
Remus smiled down at his mate and slid his hand down Harry's body, rubbing the inside of Harry's thighs teasingly, "So .. caught your breath yet?" he said with a mischievious grin.
Harry smirked and arched his body towards those devishouly skilled hands. "Oh I'm pretty sure I'll manage." He managed to get out before his body seemed to shake uncontrollably. He loved it when he couldn't actually control his reactions.
He felt Remus lower his body on top of his and he relished in the way that Remus could feel his shudders, the touch of flesh on flesh almost over powering him.
Remus couldn't control his own body and soon the sounds coming from their room were enough to make anybody believe that an old dog _can_ learn new tricks.
~*~
Harry had the sheets thrown off his still sweaty body and toyed with the damp hair of the man sleeping with his head on Harry's chest.
Harry felt strangely fulfilled. He'd slept with Remus many times but there was just something about this time that truly stood out for him.
Remus would have heartily agreed with his mate but he wasn't as young as he used to be and sleep had finally called his name, drawing him into a peaceful world of dreams... dreams of Sirius...
Harry pushed his head further into the pillow and re-called the last few days. He'd been confidant, a little rude and insatiable. He rested a hand over his eyes and groaned, both from his realisation and the dull ache in his hips.
He'd been acting like a young Sirius. And although he loved his Godfather they were totally different people. Sirius was brave, loud and passionate about everything in his life and after much deliberation Harry realised that whilst he had a vague resemblence to these qualities they weren't really _him_. He was courageous when a loved one was indanger, he was loving but had a shy way about it and he was sweet. But some part of him had tried to be Sirius for Remus, despite Remus's constant reassurances that he loved him, loved Harry.
("Well thats settled then.") He was going to give Remus the Harry that peeked through every now and again, the one that had just made love to his gorgeous mate. He wouldn't torture Remus with a ghost but give him the new life he deserved.
"I'm all yours." He whispered into Remus's ear and kissed it.
Remus' face looked pinched and he let out a small whimper. His eyes danced beneath his eyelids, evidence that the was locked in a dream, and by the way he was acting .. not a good dream....
~Remus could see it clear as day as he ran into the room at the Ministry. Sirius had been his usual self and practically raced the werewolf down the hall to get there first, and when Remus came in he saw something that would rip his heart out. Siriurs hit square in the chest with a red light sending
him backwards into the Veil. His beautiful mate gone......He looked over and Harry began running towards the Veil .. some voice in Remus told him .. no made him run after the teenager, grabbing him by the waist and holding him back from the Veil. Some voice inside made him tell Harry, "He's gone ... He's gone."~
"SIRIUS!" the werewolf darted up in the bed panting for breath, feeling as though he had just ran a race.
Harry jumped but after that he was stunned. He felt as though he'd been slapped very hard and was torn between feeling upset that Remus had called out someone else's name after his confession or comforting the obviously shaken man. For know, he went for the latter, temporarily setting aside his other feeling.
He took the gasping man into his arms, albeit a little ackwardly, and held his head to his heart, something he himself found soothing. "Remus, It's ok it was just a bad dream, shhhh." He tried his damned hardest to just convey comfort in his words, difficultly but he managed.
Remus wrapped his arms around Harry and quietened while listening to the soothing heartbeat of his mate. He wasn't alone. The werewolf lay there for a few moments letting his own heart return to normal, he then pulled away from Harry, "I'm sorry .. " he knew how much he was going to sound like a child but he only knew one way of saying it, "I had a bad dream."
Harry felt any jealousy leave him at those soft, almost frightened words and gave soothing strokes to Remus's hair.
"It's ok, I have bad dreams too...Do you want to talk about it?" He asked and moved over slightly and pulled Remus to sit beside him and rest his head on Harry's shoulder.
Remus opened his mouth but shut it, "No." he said rather quietly. How could you tell your lover that you wished your first love hadn't died? Some part of Remus still missed his former mate, still agonzied over his death, when he dreamed his heart still clenched over the mere thought of Sirius falling through the Veil, but if he hadn't Remus wouldn't be with Harry. He wouldn't have witnessed the sweet, young love that Harry showed him.
Harry gave a small nod, a little reluctantly, and pulled the man closer to him. He placed a soft kiss on Remus's brow and rested his cheek against his temple.
"Ok, but is there anything I can do? Is there someone else you'd like to talk to or would you like something to drink?" He asked and gripped the other males hand tightly, reassuring him that he was there to listen if he needed to talk.
Remus shook his head, "I'll be fine. Go back to sleep Harry." he said closing his own eyes and hoping to enter into a world of dreamless sleep.
"Wasn't sleeping in the first place." He whispered and slipped out from under the other man, pulling on some lose slacks that just clinged onto his hips and stood. "Well I personally feel a little dehydrated so I'm going to grab a drink."
Casting back one more searching look he went to the kitchen of the den and placed a glass under the faucet, momentarily staring at thr running water with a faint scowl before shaking it off and downing the cool water, it instantly refreshing his still mildly warm body.
Remus sighed when Harry walked from the room. Just mintues before he had seen a side of Harry that he had never seen before, he had seen someone new, someone that only peeked through at the rare times. He had then had the most wonderful experience that he had had in a long time, and then just as easily he had ruined it all.
With a heart weighed down with guilt the werewolf put on his pajama bottoms and followed in the wake of his mate and found him staring at his glass of water. Remus walked over behind his mate and put his arms around him, "I'm sorry."
Harry jumped slightly then relaxed into the arms around him. He sighed and leant his head back to look up at Remus. "Why? You did nothing wrong. You had a bad dream about a man you loved very much, I can hardly blame you can I?" He said, believing the words although he wished that he hadn't dreamt it after Harry made up his mind to do things his way. Made him feel a little self concious but he wouldn't admit it to his mate.
"No, Harry, I've ruined our night, I've ruined your night and made you feel bad about it." He kissed the smooth area inbetween Harry's shoulder blades.
Harry closed his eyes contently and gave a small smile. " No you haven't, this is still one of the best nights I've ever had," He turned in the circle of Remus's arms and put his own around the slender waist, "I just feel bad that whoever gives us our dreams decided to torture you a little. I'm ok, really Remus, I've never felt more connected to you." And he gave Remus a sincere smile and a gentle kiss.
Remus smiled and murmmered against Harry's lips, "I love you." Grinning widely when he felt Harry say the words back, "Now come on I feel like a walking ice cube."
Harry laughed and gave Remus another quick peek. "Really? 'Cause I'm still rather warm myself." He let Remus lead him back to the confides of the bed where he chucked the trousers back off and climbed under the now rapidly cooling sheets. He moaned happily as it contrasted against his heated skin.
The werewolf grinned, "Well Harry if seeing me without my shirt is going to make you moan I'll never wear it again." he said with a teasing glint in his eyes.
Harry smirked at him and curled up against him. "Do you _want_ to see me have a cat fight against Lavender Brown? Because she'll try to ravish you there and then. But of course I really do get to." He said smugly and buried further into the warm body. "Love you Remus John." He muttered tiredly as sleep finally seemed to claim him.
~*~
Remus yawned tiredly at the wizarding clock that went off and fell off the table in it's attempts to wake the two sleeping men. The werewolf rubbed his eyes and pride them open, really feeling his age when he left the warmth of the bed and headed for the shower.
"Ah!" he sighed once he was able to step into the warm water that cascaded down his body and soothed his stiff muscles. If he didn't know better he'd say he was falling asleep in the shower .. nonsense he told himself leaning against the shower wall.
Harry heard the sound of running water and opened his eyes blearily. dazzling morning light mee him and he blinked to gain any vision back. He attempted to stretch but with a grin felt dull throbbing aches throughout his hips and back. He massaged his palms against his abdomen slowly and
closed his eyes at the slightly soothing feeling.
Finally he stood, a bit stiffly, and followed the sound of running water until he came to the bathroom. He smirked when he caught a lightly dozing Remus leaning against the wall and poked his cheek to jerk him back awake.
"Hey, don't want you drowning in there." He said with a yawn as he pulled the dressrobe off the hook on the back of the bathroom door and put it on.
Remus didn't even open his eyes, "Oh, I'm awake I'm just resting my eyes." he said sleep filling his voice. With a yawn he forced his eyes open and finished showering.
Harry was dressed and ready to go by the time Remus dried off and magically dried his hair. The werewolf looked at his golden hair in the mirror and frowned, "I believe that everytime I look in the mirror I see more silver than gold in my hair." with a shake of his head he left the bathroom and
dressed in his usual patchy but clean robes.
Harry came up behind him as Remus pulled on the robe and kissed the pack of his head. "I like it, reminds me of silver dew on a sunlight field. You're gorgeous." He whispered into his ear and kissed the curve of it before going on a hunt for his side bag.
He threw himself over the couch and hanging upside down found his bag under the sofa with a smile.
Remus smiled watching his lover hunt for his bag. "I'm going to go ahead and slip out." the werewolf went over and kissed Harry on the forehead, "I'll see you later." he said with a smile.
The Professor slipped out of the Lair and down the corridor, his stomach complaining for some food.
~*~
Harry slipped into the Potions class with Hermione and he was recalling his revelation the night before to her, but not to detailed for her sake.
"I never realised I was doing it, But It's stopping here! He's getting Harry now." He said quietly and she smiled at him.
"Well Harry is a gentleman so I think he'll be pleased." She teased and Harry smiled at her. It soon left his face though when Snape glided through the door and fixed a sneer at Harry.
~*~
Remus sat in his classroom, chin in hand, bored as all. He was teaching a first year class and they had to read the basics from the book first before anything could begin so there was not a lot for him to do but sit there.
His eyes flicked to the back of the room where two girls were excitedly whispering .. sometimes he wished he could just transform his ears into Moony's because he wanted to know what they were saying. With a sigh he cleared his throat, "Ladies if you'll please return to your work."
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Harry growled under his breathe as the Potions master skimmed over another werewolf comment and Hermione patted his knee symphatetically. He _hated_ Snape using this against him and debated getting either Remus or Dumbledore to make him stop before his infamous temper made him do something stupid.
He counted to ten quietly and Hermione smirked a little which caused him to smile a little at the ridiculousness of it all.
"Want me to throw a firework into his potion." She whispered and Harry winked at her.
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When the bell rang signalling that class was over Remus left his classroom, gratiful for the excuse to walk in the halls and perhaps catch a glance of Harry, but then he remembered that at this time Hermione would probably have him in the library.
But when Remus entered all he saw was Harry and Seamus...
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He had been dragged there by Hermione and then abandened by her as she went to find a book, which would've been fine if Seamus hadn't made a bee-line to his desk. He looked up startled and placed his book down.
"Um, hey Seamus....something up?" He asked and Seamus seemed nervous, twisting his robes in his hand and shifting his feet. Harry began to feel nervous himself.
"I..I know you s-said that you didn't think they'd be a chance for us which is why I have to d-do it." Seamus stuttered out and before Harry knew what was happening the Irish boy's lips were pressed against his.
Harry's mind went blank for a split second but then it jumped back to life and he scrunched up his nose and pushed him back forcefully causing the other boy to bump against the desk. He wiped at his mouth harshly and a mix of anger and shock was contorted on his face.
"What the fuck Seamus, I told you I loved someon....." And thats when he saw him. Remus stood not 7 metres behind them and Harry felt everything around him shatter.
Remus felt a painful clench in his chest, and instead of going over like he should he simply turned around and walked away.
"Remus." Harry whispered before swinging his bag over his shoulder and shouting "REMUS!"
He ran but found that the Werewolf could really move when he wanted to. His heart pounded hard and he felt prickles against his eyelids.
("Not now please, It was going so right, Please I love him, he knows that right?") He thought frantically and finally reached the entrance to the lair where he gasped out the password.
He charged in and threw his bag away from him as he ran about the rooms looking for his mate.
"REMUS....REMUS come out Please, It's not what It looks like! Please you have to believe me. I didn't kiss him he just took it, I didn't even kiss him back I _pushed_ him away PLEASE!" He shouted throughout the rooms as his body trembled from just simply breaking down.
"Remus! I love you!"
Remus emerged from a shadow that the fireplace cast upon the walls. His eyes were blazing and his face was set as he looked at Harry. Not saying anything, not moving, hardly daring to breath. When he spoke it was worse than if he was yelling .. his voice came out oddly calm and steady, "I should have known better .. people kept saying you were too young, how could anyone find love at 16? You can't and apparently you didn't." he spoke harshly Moony taking over and lashing out at his mate, enraged that some other would dare touch _his_ shadow, someone would dare mark him as their own in such a way.
Harry stood frozen at the spot hating the way his mate's voice sounded. He felt as though he was going to shatter at the rate he was trembling. Shadow within him began to mewl in distress, trying to reach out to his mate.
"Remus, they're wrong I _Love_ you, you have to believe me! I didn't do anything he just was suddenly there, Please," Tears began streaming down his face as the frustration began to slowly kill him inside, "Please you don't believe what you just said do you? I love _you_, you know it, we spent all night showing one another it." He stepped towards Remus and he kneeled upon the floor before him, wrapping his arms around his stomach and sobbing into his stomach.
"You said you loved me so please try to believe me, I would _never_ hurt you. Please Moony I love you."
Remus stood looking down at his mate, and he did as he had so many months ago at Sirius' death. He pushed himself into that dark corner in his mind where he didn't have to think about the pain or about anything else. He was alone and here he was safe from hurt.
"Remus, please...say something..." Harry sat back onto his heals and blinking through the tears attempted to look up at the cold face in front of him. "I need you to say something..."
The man shook his head his body and hands trembling from hurt and anger. He let the real Remus get buried into the darkness of his mind, while Moony howled in confusion and hurt at his mate and also retreated into the oblivion. "I think it might be best if you leave."
Harry couldn't help the sob escaping his lips but anger began to lick at his insides.
"Who the hell am I talking to Moony or Remus?!" He hissed out suddenly, "The man or thw wolf! Because whoever it is obviously refuses to look into the eyes of their mate and see the TRUTH! I LOVE you, but you refuse to listen to reason," Tears were falling heavily now and his face was contorted in pain, " You don't want to trust me or believe me then fine" he cried out in a voice lush with tears and renched the ring from his finger, crying harshly as though tearing away a limb.
He threw it and it hit Remus's chest right where his heart resided and Harry let out a small cry at the sight. "I love you but damn you, you wont even believe me!"
Remus flinched as Harry stormed from the Lair. He sighed and fell to the floor on his knees. As a tear trickled down his face he looked angrily up at the ceiling, "Why him Sirius .. why him?"
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Written by: Heather Ayers (Remus) and Callie Mowatt (Harry)