Part Four: There's A First For Everything
They were on the second level of the garage. An eerie silence engulfed them and Hermione looked at Remus. She calmed herself down and drew her wand. Remus followed suit.
"Please tell me the stories are false Remus. Is it what I think it is?" She asked silently.
"It depends. What you feel it is will probably be. You must be careful, for they may be carrying something deadly," he warned. She gulped knowing fully well what that might be. She had read about werewolves throughout her years at Hogwarts ironically, and she hadn't forgotten anything. They may have silver.
"What do we do?" She asked as the scent increased.
"We could get in the car and go; however, I believe they have closed the garage up. We could disapparate without the car, as long as there is not anti-disapparation charm. Or, we fight," he said sadly. She ran the choices in her head. He loved this car; they couldn't leave it. They probably closed the garage up. There may be a charm on the place, so that left…fight.
"We'll fight. How many do you think there are? I'm not that good yet," she asked.
"I believe there are now ten," he replied. She clutched his hand.
"Can they smell us?"
"Yes," he said quietly.
"Can they hear us right now?"
"I'm not sure," he replied. She let go of his hand and began to pace.
"Let's go to the top level to buy time." He nodded. They casted silencing charms on themselves, and began to run. When they got to the top floor, the smell was faint. It seemed they were taking their time.
"Ok. So if we could cast a silencing on us, then can't we also put a ward up? They wouldn't be able to hear us or smell us! Oh God they got real close," she cried. She was NOT going to panic. No panic attacks. Everything will be fine.
"Its all right love. I'll be right here beside you. Ok?" He asked as he kissed her. She smiled faintly and they positioned themselves for the attack. It got very dark inside as they neared.
"Come out and play!" One of them said throughout the garage. It ricocheted off the barren walls as her breath hitched.
"Come now! We smell you lycans! We are adults, why can't we chat?" Another asked maliciously.
Hermione looked toward Remus and smiled. He looked confused and she mouthed 'watched.' She transfigured a rock on the ground into an image of a girl who looked similar to her. With a quick incantation in Latin, the illusion became real.
"Sorry," she whispered and sent it out in front of the attackers view.
"What do we have here?" One cried.
"Look at her she's a real beauty!" Another cheered.
"I'd like to have my way with her!" Said another.
Hermione rolled her eyes and then shouted the one thing she knew.
"Lumos Maximum," she whispered and focused all her magic through her wand. She heard many cries and opened her eyes in awe. The whole garage lit with a blinding light from her wand. The attackers winced and cried covering their eyes. Hermione took a deep breath again.
"We've got silver!" One of them shouted. She looked to Remus and he nodded. She mouthed sun, and he nodded. Together they whispered the deadly incantation that would end their attackers' fate.
"Solarus Maximum," they said. The cries filled the air as a rumble echoed.
Hermione and Remus watched as the vampires crumbled to ashes in the sun charm. With a quick wave of his wand, the ashes disappeared. All that was left were silver knives on the floor. Hermione gasped with one hand covering her mouth, as Remus approached her. He embraced her and together they walked back to the car.
The garage had been locked up, but it was easily fixed. They drove out like nothing had even happened.
Upon their return to Grimauld, the car ride was silent. Hermione reached over and ran her soft hand over Remus'. He sighed audibly and relaxed in his seat. She brought it to her lips and kissed his palm gently before placing it on her cheek.
"What's wrong Remus?" She asked quietly. They were stopped at a read light, so he turned towards her.
"I really wish the date hadn't turned out like this," he said guilty. She shook her head.
"It was perfectly fine. I loved it. So what, we got a reality check. Things happen, it wasn't anyone else's fault. Besides, we aren't Gryffindors for nothing," she said. He smiled at her and passed through the green light.
"I just wished it was perfect," he said as they pulled into the Grimauld. They got out of the car, and began to head into Headquarters. Hermione stopped in her tracks and waited for Remus to turn. He did so, looking quite confused. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"You owe me something," she said. The stars shined brightly above, and Remus took a step towards her. He encircled her waist in his arms and pulled her nearer.
"I don't believe this is proper; however, I think it'll do," he said. He pressed his lips to hers lightly, as she brought her hands around his neck. She drew lazy circles underneath his hairline. He deepened the kiss by dipping his tongue in her mouth passionately. She moaned from the contact, and Remus brought her as close as possible. After snogging, they broke apart, and their heads rested against one another's.
"Thanks," she whispered. He smiled and kissed her swollen lips softly.
"Come on, we have to go to Dumbledore," he said reluctantly. She nodded and they walked into the house hand in hand, oblivious to anyone else there. Just short of the door, she stopped. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"Ron," she whispered pointing. Remus looked at her and grinned.
"We aren't Gryffindors for nothing!" He imitated her. She bit her tongue and sighed.
"You don't care if people find out? I thought-"
"I'd love people to know," he said smiling. She nodded and together, they proceeded to walk in hand in hand.
Ron was busy talking to Lavender, who was cooking something. 'Good Lord, I hope she doesn't burn the place," she thought to herself. Remus led the pair in with a smug grin on his face.
"Good evening Miss Brown. Mister Weasley," he said politely. Lavender dropped the knife on the counter in shock when she spotted Hermione's hand in Remus'. Ron looked shocked as well, like he had been slapped in the face. Hermione totally forgot about their snog session outside; therefore, it was probably evident on their faces. She noticed Remus' hair was quite messy, which suggested hers was as well. They continued their way though the kitchen. They exited to the hall and closed the door behind them. Remus closed his eyes in concentration.
"He's not here, Love. We must floo to Hogwarts. We'll floo to the DADA class. Ok?" He asked.
"Sure. Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom, Hogwarts," she said clearly with floo powder in hand. With the green flames, she disappeared. She really hated the floo because she usually fell. She landed perfectly fine this time, and side stepped so Remus could land peacefully too. He almost fell, but regained his stance. Together, they walked to the Headmaster's office.
They both looked up at the gigantic gargoyle.
"Any idea?" She asked him.
"Not in the least bit. Guess we better start guessing," he sighed.
"Snickers, Twix, Skittles, Crunch-"
"Butterfingers," a voice replied behind them. They whirled around to face Albus Dumbledore.
"Professor, thank you!" She cried happily. Dumbledore chuckled and the three walked into his office. He sat behind his desk and conjured two other chairs. They sat down.
"Lemon drop?" He asked. Hermione took one eagerly and smiled, as she tasted it. Remus looked amused and refused politely. "Now what brings you both here?"
"We were attacked," Remus began. Dumbledore clasped his hands together and leaned back into his chair. "We were on a…"
"Date," Hermione said smirking. Remus blushed, and Dumbledore chuckled.
"We were on a date, and we were heading home when we heard someone behind us. We knew we might have attracted some unwanted stalkers."
"Where were you on a date?"
"Muggle London," Remus replied. Dumbledore nodded. "So were going to get the car from a garage, when we sensed them.
"Ah. How many?" He asked.
"About ten."
Hermione was amazed how Dumbledore knew who they were talking about without even mentioning them. She felt quite out of place, until Remus subconsciously began to rub her hand with his. She glanced at Dumbledore who was smirking, while Remus furthered the story.
"So you fought them. How did you defeat them?" Dumbledore questioned.
"Solarus Maximum," Hermione said. Remus nodded and Dumbledore seemed to have aged a little.
"Indeed. And they were no more?" They both nodded unfortunately. Hermione spoke first.
"I didn't really want them dead, but I didn't want to die either. I feel like a murder," she said looking down. Remus continued to rub her hand, now in circles on her open palm.
"You are not a murderer, Hermione. You had to do what was necessary. It was your life or theirs, self defense. It is nothing to fret about. What we must consider is how did they find you? You told no one of your whereabouts. The second thing is why did they try to kill you both. There has always been a rather unfortunate yet very old conflict between vampires and lycans. You both are basically immortal each with your own weaknesses. The sun is the weakness of a vampire. Silver is the weakness of a werewolf, and anyone else who basically takes a large dose of it in their bloodstream. The vampires feel they have a disadvantage, and the werewolves disagree. Vampires may have to deal with the sun; however, they do not painfully transform every month. It has been fought over for years. Vampires decided to try and exterminate the lycans. No side is right or wrong. The only wrong there would be is the fact that both parties must live with a disease or curse, if you will."
Hermione and Remus sat stunned in their seats as they listened to Dumbledore. Fawkes was quietly resting on her perch, and the clicks of various object chimed in the silence.
"It is most unfortunate. That is just one ulterior motive. You both are a very key piece to the puzzle of this time. True, war has been disposed up. But it will soon arise. Things like these build a war. We must stop them. They could have attacked you under a higher authority. We must all be on our guard. This is the first attack basically. They could be independently working as a group of vampires, or they may be a division under a greater one."
"Not again," Hermione whispered. Both men looked at her.
"Not again what Hermione?" Remus asked.
"Another war. Do we ever get a break?" She cried. She got up from her chair and bowed her head respectively to Dumbledore.
"Take care Professor," she said before she walked out. She continued walking so she would not here their conversation. She found herself in an empty corridor by a large window. This was her favorite window throughout her years there.
It gave a perfect view of the grounds of the great castle. Hagrid's hut was nestled into the hill and the edge of the Forbidden Forest heeded a warning. She looked at the lake and felt at peace when her eyes scanned it over. She felt tired and she leant against the window's edge. A cool summer breeze sifted through her curls as she yawned quietly. He came closer to her and stood behind her, apparently taking in the view.
"This was my favorite window," he whispered silently. He laid his chin on top of her head and sighed peacefully.
"This is my favorite also," she murmured back. "Isn't still your favorite?"
"More than ever." Silence ensued. They stood there in compatible silence just gazing outside, lost in their thoughts. "Where are you staying tonight?" He asked.
"I was going to go home, but I really don't want to. Maybe I could floo home real quick and grab pajamas and leave a note?" She asked playfully. She turned around and a grin tugged at her lips. He was looking extremely nervous.
"You want to sleep with me?" He asked unsurely. He gulped and was about to re-correct his mistake, but she placed a finger on his lips.
"Of course. My parents should be sleeping now, so they won't even know if you came up to my room," she said close to his ear. She heard the blood rushing through his ears and cheeks.
"All right," he said. She let go and they walked to his classroom.
She looked around to make sure they were alone. "The Granger's Residence," she clearly said. A moment or two later, she found herself in her living room. Remus came after and she grabbed his hand. She walked into the kitchen and saw a note left for her.
OK HERMIONE. WE HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD TIME! LEAVE A NOT IF YOUR NOT STAYING HOME THE NIGHT
MUM+DAD
Remus chuckled. She got the pen and erased the note.
STAYED THE NIGHT AT HEADQUARTERS. I TOOK MY CELL SO RING IF YOU NEED ME. -HERMIONE
She led them upstairs to her room. Her parents were sleeping just down the hall, so they walked silently. Upon her room, she turned and faced him. No boy had ever stepped foot into her room.
"You shall be the first man not related to me, to ever step in this room," she warned. He smiled and she turned to open the door. She let him in and she watched him look around in awe. Ok, it was her little girl's room. Not much. One side had all her boxes while the other were her little toys. She saw him glance at her bed and then turned to her.
"Grab some pjs," he said. She smiled and tiptoed gracefully to her dresser. She pulled out a pair of red satin boxers that were too short, with a red tank. The Gryffindor crest proudly stood on the front of the tank, and on the back it read GRANGER. He smiled as she threw it into an overnight bag. She walked into the adjoining bathroom and threw some things in there like her toothbrush. She picked an outfit for the next day, and soon she was ready to go.
"Come on, let's go," she said. They left together for Grimauld.
The whole house was deserted. Harry was sleeping quietly in his room. Remus led them to his room a floor above. They climbed up the stairs silently. Once reaching his door, he opened it with a wave of his wand.
"You can go first and take your time," he said politely. She laughed and made her way into the bathroom. She chose an apple scented aroma for her bubble bath and began to run the water. The hot steam touched her bare back once she had her clothes off. She put her hair up in a messy bun. Slowly, she slipped into the hot bath as the bubbles covered her body. Only her head was visible as she relaxed in the water. She heard Remus walking, back and forth. He must be pacing, she thought.
She grabbed her wand from the ledge and turned out all the lights. She smirked inwardly as she conjured three candles on the countertop. Let's play with mister werewolf.
"Remus?" She asked innocently. He stopped and she sensed his hesitation. He slowly began to head towards the door. He opened it slightly without letting himself in.
"What's up Mia?" He asked nervously.
"Come in, I'm decent," she said as straightforward as possible. Remus walked in thinking she was dressed and stopped dead when he saw her in the bath. His amber eyes blazed at hers. She smiled sweetly and dragged a chair over by the tub with her wand. "Sit."
He complied still shocked and sat down. He concentrated on her face, and she noted he was too stiff.
"Come on Remus, I won't bite," she said smiling. He grinned and relaxed in the chair.
"What can I do for you, Milady?" He asked.
"A lot of things," she whispered. He gulped and she grabbed his hand from the water. He then must have realized she was in an apple-flavored bubble bath. He groaned and he smelt the air over.
"Apples," he groaned. He bent down on his knees and kissed her lips softly. He forced his hands onto the ledge in order not to touch her. She complied with the kiss, and lifted herself higher for deepen it. The top of her breasts was only visible. He pulled away gasping. "I am going to go take a shower in the other bathroom. You are going to come in soon?" He asked.
"Definitely. Have fun," she said as he walked out. She finished her bath a few minutes later and stepped out. She wrapped a robe around her, and put her clothes in the laundry shoot and extinguished the candles. She could hear Remus breathing in the bedroom a few feet away. She got dressed in her pajamas and smirked. After hanging the robe on an imaginary hook, she walked out the door. She looked across the room after locking their room's door.
Remus was lying in bed with his head against the backboard and his eyes closed. His bare chest gleamed in the candlelight in the room that gently lit it. A grin crept over his face as he gently motioned for her to come to bed. She smiled and got in beside him. She slid over closer to him and got up on her knees. He smiled even more; however, he kept his eyes closed over. She straddled him and placed her hands on his chest. His soft eyelashes lifted, and his amber eyes blazed happily. She smiled down to him, and he looked down at her attire.
"Lovely pajamas," he said as nuzzled her neck. He kissed her collarbone softly. She sighed as she drew lazy circles on his chest. He began kissing along it until he reached the other side. He worked his way up and over to her lips. She pushed against him until no room was left between them. He moaned into the kiss, as she rubbed against him. She went to the hem of her shirt and was about to lift it until she felt hands on her own. She looked up to find him staring at her. "We don't have to do anything. You just have to tell me, so I can settle down. I might not be able to stop though if we continue," he said quietly. She smiled and nodded.
"Positive as I'll every be. Note this will be my first time and all," she said embarrassed.
"Don't be embarrassed, love. There's a first for everything," he said before he kissed her again. She smiled into the kiss. He flipped her over gently and smiled lovingly at her. "Before this all, I just want to tell you I think I am falling in love with you," he said bravely. She looked up to scan his eyes. She sensed the power behind his words and she smiled.
"I think I am falling in love with you too Remus," she whispered. He smiled and kissed her lips again tenderly. He cautiously placed his hands at the bottom of her shirt. She lifted her body upward as they continued to kiss. He slowly pulled the shirt up just to her breasts. He crawled down in the large bed and kissed below her belly button. She slightly squirmed at the odd sensation he gave her. He flung his tongue in it appraisingly, and she let out a small giggle. Slowly, he trailed kisses up her stomach to where he left the shirt. He looked into her eyes and continued.
Her shirt was then gone. "Overdressed," he whispered. She felt very…unsure. He was looking over her with something she couldn't determine. He kissed the valley between them and looked up again. "Beautiful. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he said admiring her. She blushed and shrugged her shoulders. He crawled back up to face her and kissed her. She let out a groan when he placed his hands on her breasts. He gently cupped them and rolled her nipples between his fingers. She gasped into their kiss as he continued. He stopped suddenly, and began to kiss down her neck again.
There's a first time for everything, she thought. There's a first time for everything. He got to the waistband of her shorts and smirked. He left a tender kiss right above the band, and then pulled them down slowly. She lifted her hips as he got the full view of her. He smiled and brought his eyes over the apex of her legs. Carefully, he wrapped his arms around her thighs. God, she knew what was coming next. She was sure he sensed her anticipation. So, he got right to it.
"Gods Remus," she said automatically arching. He had placed his fingers inside of her.
"Don't bring God into this my love," he said huskily. He rubbed the little nub and she gasped. He smiled and slid a finger inside of her. He held her down with one arm and added two more fingers. He began to slide in and out of her as she moaned.
"Remus, that's so good," she moaned. He then stopped and she felt disappointed. That feeling was short lived when he kissed his latest masterpiece. She felt so good; it felt so good. He flicked his tongue in her and continued the pace he originally started.
"Remus," she moaned as she felt the tightening in her stomach. Finally, she came with a big moan and sigh. He scourgified his mouth wandlessly and moved up to her face. He lifted his body up to hers so he could look her in the eye. He was sweating slightly above his brow, and he removed his boxers. But oh! He looked scrumptious.
"My love," he began, "this may hurt. I promise it'll get better though."
He lined himself up with her opening and looked into her eyes. The tip of his penis touched her opening and her eyes opened wide. He slowly pushed further inside of her, stretching her out. She let out a tiny squeal when he came to her barrier.
"One, two, three," he said and plunged passed it. She gasped and closed her eyes tight as the pain ripped through her. They laid there silently until she opened her eyes. A lone tear fell downward towards the bed. He wiped it away and kissed her forehead.
"There we go love," he said. She smiled and he slid out and back in again. He thrusted tenderly into her until the pleasure began to occur. He quickly murmured something.
"Thanks," she moaned as he hit her spot. He knew exactly where it was, and he continuously tapped it. "Oh Remus," she moaned as he quickened his pace and his strength. Her moans grew louder and the intensity inside her was growing. Remus' eyes were such a blazing amber; they softly lit his face in the dark room. Her eyes were probably the same. She felt her fangs in her mouth at their peak. Her walls tightened around him and he groaned as she lost control.
"Oh Remus!" She cried as a rippling pleasure coursed her body.
Three thrusts later he cried out as he hit ecstasy. "Hermione," he moaned before he spilt himself inside her. His weight rested on his forearms as he caught his breathing. She was still trying to catch her breath as well. His fangs had lightly scratched his lips. He smiled and kissed her forehead before pulling away and lying next to her. She was gathered in his arms as he pulled the blankets over him. "Goodnight my love, sweet dreams," he whispered.
"Goodnight," she said as she dozed away in her lover's arms. Tonight was definitely going to be nightmare free.
The morning after, the sun crept its way past the slightly open curtains. Hermione awoke and immediately groaned when am uncomfortable feeling grew between her legs. She sighed and rolled over to find Remus sleeping peacefully. He slept on his stomach with his hands supporting his head underneath his pillow. The covers had been drawn down to his mid back, and the sandy hair on his head was all over the place. She smiled and moved closer to him and kissed his bicep. She was sure her hair was just as unruly if not more then his, but that was immaterial.
Remus' eyes fluttered open slowly as they landed on her face. A smile slinked along his face. He reached over and pulled her body close to his tightly as he kissed her on the lips.
"Good morning love," he said groggily. She smiled into the kiss.
"Morning babe."
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"I'll be ok," she said.
"Good. Today we aren't going to do much of anything. Now, I'm going to throw on some pants and make us breakfast. Stay put," he said getting out of bed. She absolutely loved those arse cheeks he had. He put on his pajama pants, winked, and then headed downstairs. When he was gone, she rolled out of bed carefully and walked to the bathroom. She looked at herself and grinned. Love marks decorated her body, and her hair was a disaster! She walked back out of the bathroom and found her pajama tank on the knob of a dresser and her shorts on the floor. She found her wand, cleaned herself and pajamas quickly, and put them back on. She walked back into the bathroom and looked at her hair to fix it. Finally, after some stress, she got it under control. Her eyes were back to the honey brown, and her fangs were no longer visible. Remus had started cooking, because she smelt that delicious French toast cooking.
Thankfully, she made it back to bed in one peace. She climbed in and was grateful for this position since walking hurt a bit too much. Slowly, the smell of French toast, eggs, orange juice, and Remus neared. She smiled and opened the door for him with her wand. He smiled appreciatively. He set the breakfast down in front of them and climbed into bed. They began to eat in silence, just enjoying each other's company.
"Hi," she said randomly. She could hear his smile. He slipped his arm around her as he made the dishes disappear. He kissed her cheek and then stretched.
"Hello yourself. What do you feel like doing? Pajama day? I have to pick up our first assignment from Dumbledore for the Order though," he said scratching his head thoughtfully.
"Ok. We should really get started on planning and such. You can take a shower and get the assignment. I'll go shower and wait for you to come back. If we need information or books, we could always go to Hogwarts or here," she replied. He nodded and headed into the bathroom. "Did you see Harry?"
"Yes, briefly. He was just heading out the door. He has to go to Dumbledore to ask if a rearrangement could be made. He had thought it over for a few days and has decided he would probably strangle Ron. So, he's going to talk with Dumbledore."
"Hmm, I never realized it until now. Poor Harry. Who would he partner up with?" She asked.
"I have no clue who either one would. He may put Harry with Moody and Tonks, and Ron with one pair of his brothers. I don't know though love. Did you have any nightmares last night? I didn't hear you yell," he asked quietly. She smiled and shook her head.
"No, but thank you," she said boldly. He walked over to her and held her tight.
"Thank you. You have no idea what you do to me. You make me feel things no one has ever made me feel," he said softly. She nuzzled into his chest and kissed it.
"I second that statement; however, I don't believe I would have said it as sweetly. Go shower," she said standing up and pushing him towards the door. He chuckled and began his shower. She walked lazily out the door trying to be graceful as possible. She started the hot shower and stripped her pajamas. Slowly, she stepped in and the hot water soothed her muscles. After washing and conditioning her curly mess, she washed up and rinsed. She heard a door open and listened. Remus stepped into the bathroom and sat on the toilet cover.
"What's up?" She called out to him from the shower.
"I was just wondering what our assignment would be. Any ideas?"
"Maybe he is going to start something new, but other than that I am clueless."
"Me too. I am going to go get it. I might be long if Harry is there. I'll see you later than?" He asked. She stuck her head out the stall and smiled.
"'Course. See ya babe."
"Bye," he replied and with that he was gone. She finished her shower and began to get dressed.
She decided on loose flannel pajama pants and a white tank. She put her bra and knickers on and headed for their bedroom. She made the bed (muggle style) and cleaned the room a bit. She walked into their study and prepared the desks. She had a feeling this assignment might be stressful. A soft pop was heard and she whirled around with her wand at the ready. Remus gulped and looked up at her before she gasped.
"Sorry, I was off guard," she replied kissing him hello.
"I can see that. Sorry for startling you. I've got the assignment right here and its not pretty," he warned as they walked over to the adjoining desks. She sat down as he spilled the envelope of its contents. She saw tons and tons of paper and files fall out and neatly organize themselves. She watched tiredly as more paper stacked themselves higher and higher. Finally, the madness stopped, and Remus sat beside her.
"He wants us to first transform together. Your wolf traits will all be aligned and you will be much more…what's the word? You'll be much more ready and your senses and instincts will be tripled at least."
"I see. So where do we start?" She asked.
"The beginning."
AN-I KNO IT'S SHORT, BUT I WANTED TO UPDATE ASAP..FORGIVE ME FOR THE LATENESS..