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Chapter 7

Analise waited anxiously for Remus to arrive. He hadn't specified a time so she didn't know when to expect him. Her stomach was fluttering in anticipation. She may not know what he was up to but she couldn't help liking him anyway. He was just so...likeable.

She'd hired a new bartender to help her out and had popped home to change into something more suitable for dinner. She was now alternating between fidgeting with her necklace and wiping her hands nervously on the blue dress. Get a grip girl! He's only a man. A gorgeous and charming man, but a man nonetheless.

The clanking at the door pulled her attention to the man her thoughts were focused on. Immediately her first thought was something was different about him. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but for the first time since she'd first laid eyes on him he hadn't made her breath catch. The second thing she noticed was the predatory look in his eyes as he made his way toward her. With no words spoken he just pulled her roughly into his arms and kissed her.

This kiss was completely different than the one from earlier. It wasn't hot and urgent, it left her cold and a little disgusted. She didn't like the fact that he hadn't even said hello but just yanked her into his embrace.

He didn't even taste the same. Earlier he'd tasted of coffee and something spicy, something distinctly him; this kiss though he tasted almost bitter and chemical-like.

Even his hands feel different. This morning they were warm and gentle but tonight they're clammy and too insistent, she thought as she finally managed to pull herself away.

"Good evening Remus." She said cautiously.

"Hello. Ready for dinner?" He asked.

"Yes. Just let me get my coat." She answered as she stood on her tiptoes and bent over the bar to reach it.

Snape watched her bend over and whistled under his breath. "You look so hot."

"Umm, thanks. Are you feeling ok?" She asked with concern.

"Never better."

"Well then. I'm ready." She said. "Oh do you think we could go to the quidditch pitch also?"

"The quidditch pitch?" He asked in confusion.

"You did ask me to remind you." She said in exasperation.

"I did?" He inquired.

"Yes."

"Oh. I remember now. We' ll try for it then. Let's go" He said before Apparating them to the private café.

He has no idea what I'm talking about. He sure is acting very odd, she thought.

As they sat there at dinner Analise found herself getting very agitated with Remus. He was asking her all kinds personal and offensive questions, mostly about her Aunt Rosmerta and her death. More often than not she found herself telling him she didn't want to talk about it.

Analise found herself eager for the night to end and couldn't believe this was the same man from earlier. Maybe he's just nervous, she tried to reason with herself.

She was dealing with disappointment fine until she felt his clammy hand sliding it's way up her thigh. She jumped up, knocking her glass of wine over in the process.

"Listen Lupin. I don't know what you're trying to pull tonight but I've had about enough. You're really pushing it." She said angrily.

Remus glared daggers at her he pulled unceremoniously back into her chair.

"Stop it! You're hurting me." She raged.

"Shut up." He said rudely.

Something's not right. This isn't Remus, she thought as the signs began to make sense.

"Who the hell are you?" She demanded.

"I'm no one to be trifled with and that's all you need to know right now. Sit down and eat your dinner." He commanded as he watched her shift uncomfortably around in her chair.

Remus' eyes popped open as the spell wore off and discovered his hands and feet were bound together. He pulled and tugged fruitlessly for awhile before summoning his wand.

"Accio wand."

He concentrated hard and muttered a transfiguration spell "Cutoriosus" He watched as his wand became a knife and he began sawing away at the ropes. Why the hell did Severus attack me and what does he want with Analise, he wondered urgently. I have to find them, she could be in danger.

The second he was free he jumped up and ran to the closet for his cloak. He flung the door open and received his third shock of the day. Severus Snape fell face first out of it and hit the floor with a thud. Immediately Remus pulled his wand on him and rolled him over. Clearly Snape was unconscious.

"Enervate." He said to revive him.

He watched Snape's eyes jerk open and focus on the wand pointing at him and the person who was pointing it at him.

"Lupin what are you doing?" Snape asked.

"I should be asking you the same question." Lupin shot back.

"What are you babbling about?" Snape inquired.

"Why were you in the closet Severus? What did you do with Analise?" Remus demanded.

"You're supposed to be having dinner with her. What are you doing here? And if we're both here who's guarding her?" Snape asked in confusion.

"That's a good question. I'm not having dinner with her because you knocked me out with a spell." Remus said.

"Don't be ridiculous. I did no such thing." Snape defended. "I was in the closet because I was attacked. I've been in there since this morning."

"Are you kidding me?" Remus said. "How is that possible? What happened?"

"They jumped me and used Veritaserum to get the information they needed out of me. And then they knocked me out and stuffed me in the closet." Snape said thinking hard trying to recall what had happened.

Remus turned around, ran to the fireplace and tossed some floo powder in. "Show me where Analise Shimmer is." He commanded as Snape sidled up next to him.

The flames dance momentarily as it searched. Then Analise's face was floating in front of him; she looked pale, tense and uncomfortable. The fire moved slowly over to reveal who was with her and Remus found he was looking at himself. He shared a confused glance with Snape before stepping away from the fire.

"How can I be here and there at the same time?" Remus asked feeling perplexed.

Snape glance around the room searchingly. His eyes rested on the table where the goblet still sat and he made his way over to investigate. He picked it up and inhaled deeply which caused his eyes to water.

"It's Polyjuice." Snape said with certainty. "They must have used it and pretended to be me and now they're pretending to be you."

"Severus who attacked you?" Remus asked in panic.

Snape sat pensively for a moment trying to remember. "Lucius Malfoy." He said slowly.

"You mean to tell me that Analise is having dinner with a Deatheater?" Remus implored fearfully. Not waiting for an answer he ran to the door with Snape trailing after him.

Damn cliffhangers.