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As head girl of Hogwarts, Hermione had been granted a private dormitory in her 7th year. The knock on the heavy door surpised her to say the least. The hour was late and she normally wasn't bothered unless it was just after dinner. As she swung open the heavy door she was greeted by a tired looking Remus Lupin, the elder.

"Remus? What are you.." She was cut off when his lips touched hers. The kiss was fierce and the man didn't hold back. With and almost feral growl he attacked her. His intensity rivaled that of Snape when he was on a rampage. Quickly they were in Hermione's room, the door kicked shut. As Remus's lips moved from her own, to her neck she managed a short gasping "What" causing him to stop his ministrations and look at her.

The question was screaming across her flushed face. His senses picked up the acute sound of harsh breathe, the sped up beat of her heart. He waited a beat for the question, it didn't come. Instead he caught the imperceptable shift of her weight as she lunged at him. The force of their collision knocked him against the wall and she pinned him there. This time it was her lips tracing paths across his skin. A low grunt escaped as her hips met his. Hearing his reaction, Hermione repeated the motion, more insistent this time. Finally he had enough and with another growl, he tore her from him, turned, pressed her against the wall and lifted her slightly. With a soft sigh he burried his face in the soft skin of her neck as her legs wrapped around his waist.

"Remus?"

"Hmm?"

"Remus?" He lifted his head to look at her, but instead of her face he falt a hand shaking him.

"What?"

"Remus. Wake up!" This snapped the man awake. Lifting his head he saw the source of the shake. Jon stood before him. An odd look on his face. "Bad dream?" The older man visibly reddened as he stood from his chair. His body protested his awkward postion with cracks.

"Something like that. What time is it?"

"Around 5:45."

"Morning?!"

"No no no. Just before dinner. I had to find you for some work on an essay. I thought you were in..trouble or something...so I found you here."

"Ah, I see. Well, would you like to work on it over dinner then?"

"No. I found what I needed a while ago. Don't worry about it." The formallity was returning. For a few brief moments the quarrel was forgotten by the two. Now though, the bridge was in place and they treaded carefully. It was then that Remus remembered his vow to fight.

"Well then," he waited a beat, then another. "Was there anything else?"

"No, I guess not." The boy's eyes narrowed as he looked over the man before him. "Well alright then. Goodnight Remus."

"Goodnight." Remus walked the young man to the door and shut it behind him. 'What aren't you telling me?'

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Jon strode purposefully through the empty halls. Most of the students were at dinner and he was free to travel until they came from the Great Hall. Rounding a corner, he stopped and looked around. Something was wrong. He saw no danger, but he felt it, somehow. Then suddenly he felt as if his stomach were ripping in two. With a strangled cry he fell to his knees clutching his abdomen.

The cold stone of the floor soothed his fevered head as he writhed upon it. Each intake of breathe brought the pain on full force. Gradually it loosed it's brutal hold on the young man. Shakily he drew his knees up under him and stood.

Finally he started making his way once more. Just ahead of him he saw a boy with black hair round a corner. A boy with familiar black hair, hair that never settled.

"James...?" Jon sped up and when he reached the corner, the boy was further ahead. "Wait! James!" Ignoring common sense, he ran after the boy. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get a glimpse of his face. Jon could feel the pain returning. The unwelcome feeling of dread spread as he lost control of his body and fell to the floor. His cry must have alerted the boy because the footsteps ended, then drew nearer.

As Jon rolled on the floor in obvious agony, Harry turned and walked quickly to him. Dropping to his knees, he reached out gingerly to grasp the young man's shoulders. The boy's eyes opened and for a moment Harry was surprised by how familiar the stranger looked. "Remus?"

"James?" With that, Jon fell back and hit his head on the stone floor.

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