Part Six: New Conversations Arise

Hermione woke up the next morning to an eerie silence. She sat up and cracked her back. She had a splitting headache, so she tried to yawn lightly. That was when she heard a groan. She jumped and looked towards the sound. Remus was lying beside her with a smirk on his face. She rolled on top of him and kissed him until he began to tickle her.

"Hey! Stop that!" She hissed. "My parents are going to be wondering what I'm doing!"

"You can just tell them your rolling around in bed with your boyfriend while you snog him," he said.

"Ha, very funny. What are you doing here?" She asked as she subconsciously fixed her hair. He pulled her head back down on the pillow and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I've come to help my Mia move into her new apartment and to wake her up pleasantly since it is such a dreary day."

"Dreary?" She asked. He nodded and opened the curtains for her to see. It was thundering outside as the rain poured down heavily.

"Yes, loads of thunder. I'm surprised you didn't hear it," he said thoughtfully.

"True. Do my parents know you are here?"

"Yes they do," he said and she gasped. "It's ok, really. I couldn't apparate here because somebody put wards on their house. So I flooed in. Almost scared them out of their wits."

"Yes, they get so frightened when someone does that."

"Yes, well anyway, I told them I was going to wake you. I was warned you are not a morning person. Hard to believe," he joked. She lightly punched him and got up.

"I'm going to freshen up. Can you tell them I'll be down shortly?" She asked as she picked out her clothes.

"Sure no problem."

After showering, she found Remus and her parents laughing in the kitchen. Her mum was making breakfast, and Remus was chatting with her dad. She walked in and sat next to Remus smiling.

"Hello Hermione! I can see you've finally risen and graced us with your presence," her father said in a slight French accent.

"Yes. I woke up quite pleasantly," she said glancing at Remus. He blushed and his head dropped a tad.

"I bet," her mum commented with the same accent as her husband. "Ah, breakfast is served."

Her mum set the delicious breakfast down and sat bedside her father. They silently began to eat until her mother brought up the first topic: Remus.

"So Remus, tell us about yourself," she said. Remus radiated with nervousness; however, he spoke anyway.

"Well, where to start? Full name is Remus John Lupin. I'm a werewolf," he said cautiously.

"Yes, Hermione has told us that. We are so grateful you are there to help her," Her father said happily. The tension eased away and Remus began the full details of his life. After a while, a more important subject came to be. "In the wizarding world, age is somewhat different then here. Are you aware of that?" He asked.

"Indeed," her mother said. "Hermione told us that if you are around 70, you are considered middle age. How old are you?"

Hermione sighed and glared daggers at her mum. Her mother gulped and was about to re-correct herself until..

"I'm thirty-seven," he said quietly. Her mum and dad looked quizzically at him.

"Well that's not old at all!" Her father cried. Remus looked up sharply.

"You look like you're eighteen!" Her mother added. Remus slightly smiled and nodded.

"Hermione and I will not start aging for a very, very long time. Our bodies are so immune, we will only age a little bit every twenty years or so. Hermione will probably look like this for another twenty or more years, even though internally, she will not be," he explained. Her parents looked wide eyes at Hermione, who gulped and smiled sheepishly.

"I wish I could look eighteen for that long," her mother mumbled. Hermione squeezed Remus's hand and chuckled.

"When Remus was a teacher at school, he had used charms to make it look his regular age. Now, you can see how he really looks."

"Yes, yes. You are quite handsome," her mother said sweetly. Remus blushed deeply and muttered thanks.

"Mum!" Hermione cried. A weird feeling of protecting Remus took large.

"Juliette!" Her father cried. Her mum shrugged her shoulders and swirled her spoon in her tea.

"Sorry, my fault. So, are you going to begin moving soon?" She asked as she steered away from the topic.

"Yes. We were going to start right about now. Don't mind us," she said getting up. She put the dishes in the dishwasher and waited for Remus. They walked up the stairs in silence. Once they reached the top, Hermione found herself on Remus, kissing him fiercely. She straddled him in the middle of the hallway. Remus wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. Finally, after a snog session, she pulled apart gasping for air. Remus watched from below as she inhaled deeply. Her lips were bruised from their kiss fest.

"What was that for?" He whispered. She sighed and rested her head on his muscular chest.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. It was like instinct." She felt Remus breath underneath her. She felt herself inch closer to him so her heart could beat over his. His chest tightened at the sensation of their hearts.

"There will be many more of these random tugs, my love. Have you been feeling a bit weary lately?" He asked.

"Yes. I woke up with a splitting headache," she said. "Its very faint now. My body feels a bit weak as well."

"Yes, I have been feeling the same. We transform next week. Each passing day will get worse I am afraid. It is a good thing that we are moving you in today. Perhaps we can call Harry and Ginny to help as well?" He asked.

"I see. Well, that would be a good idea. Are you still going to stay here?" She asked.

"No. I have a small house I inherited. I'll soon be redoing it all though and making it bigger. One project at a time," he said smiling. She kissed him again softly and pulled away.

"I'm going to go call Harry. Let's go to my room," she said standing up. She helped Remus up as well, and together they entered her room. She pulled out her cell and began dialing Harry.

"Hello?" Harry asked.

"Hey Harry, what's up?" She asked as she began to prance around the room.

"Nothing much, just finished breakfast with Ginny. How are things going?" He asked.

"Pretty good. Are you guys busy today?" She asked.

"No, why? Is everything all right?" He asked immediately worried.

"Everything is fine. Are you busy?"

"Let me ask the boss, hold on," he said and placed the phone down. She could hear him calling for Ginny.

"I need to get you one of these," she said quietly to Remus. He shrugged and lounged on her bed.

"Hermione?" A feminine voice asked.

"Ginny?" She asked.

"Hey babe! What's going on?" Ginny asked happily.

"Nothing much, just hanging about. I asked Harry, who apparently asked you, if you two were busy today," she said.

"Nope, not at all. What can we do for you?" She asked.

"Feel like helping me move into my new flat?" She asked. She motioned for Remus to get up, who complied reluctantly, and made the bed.

"Oh Merlin yes!" She exclaimed. "Where and when do we meet you?"

"Whenever you want. Are you planning on flooing or apparating?"

"Will flooing be fine?" She asked.

"It'll be more than fine. See you in a bit?"

"Definitely. Here's Harry," she said and Harry came on the line.

"You're moving already?" He asked.

"Yes. I need some wand help," she replied.

"I think you need muscle," he said jokingly.

"Hey whatever floats your boat. I'm moving into a wizarding complex, so we'll be flooing back and forth with my things. I'll see you later," she said.

"Okay, ciao," he said and they both hung up.

"They'll be here momentarily. Come on, let's go down stairs and wait," she said. Remus grabbed her hand, and they walked down the stairs by the fireplace. Just as they arrived, Harry followed by Ginny flooed in.

"Hermione!" Ginny cried hugging her "sister" tightly.

"Ginny, long time no see," she said grinning. Ginny nodded and pulled away.

"Professor Lupin," Ginny said politely. Remus chuckled and shook her hand.

"Miss Weasley, its Remus for now," he said.

"Ginny," she corrected and they smiled. Harry picked Hermione up and twirled her around.

"I haven't seen you in forever!" Harry said pretending to sob.

"Yes I know Harry. It's been so few days ago!" She added dramatically. He kissed her cheek and set her down.

"Lead the way," Harry said.

The four walked back up the stairs into Hermione's room. Her belongings were sorted into neat and organized boxes and labeled.

"Talk about organized," Ginny said in awe.

"Sorry, I thought it'd be best," she said blushing. Remus placed his hand and the small of her back.

"Let's get started," he said.

"Where are we going to?" Harry asked.

"'Hermione's abode," she said grinning.

"Lovely name," Ginny said smiling. They all levitated a few boxes at a time down the stairs to the fireplace. Hermione got out a huge bucket of floo powder, and everyone took some. Hermione was the first to enter.

"Hermione's abode," she said. The view of the others swirled out of view. She caught her footing once she landed in her new one. She got out and stood aside quickly, and one by one they came out of the fireplace. Harry and Ginny were in awe at the place.

In total, there were three bedrooms, one and a half bathrooms, a large living room, a kitchen and dining room. They were on one of the most top floors, which was one of the most expensive. They placed down their boxes and began a grand tour.

The whole flat was newly furnished. The first room, which was the one that contained the fireplace, was the living room. It was by far the biggest room. Three windows lined the wall on one side. The door was on the other part of the so-called right angle. This room was carpeted with a tan color up until the hallway, which had hard wood floors that rain into the dining room and bedrooms. The kitchen was elegantly tiled and had white counters. The counter tops were a deep purple granite-marble, and a black stove and refrigerator were included.

The main bathroom was tiled similar to the kitchen with similar countertops. A huge bath was off to the side and further back was a shower stall. The bedrooms came next. The master bedroom had the half bathroom and a walk in closet. A beautiful view was available by the windows and with her king size bed, the room would still be spacious. The other two bedrooms were identical with regular closets.

"Holy crap," Ginny said at the end.

"This place is beautiful. How did you find it?" Harry asked.

"Remus did," she said proudly. Remus shrugged and smiled.

"If we didn't have that house from my dad in the country, we could have asked him for real estate help," Harry commented.

"True, but that house is too valuable," Remus replied. Both men nodded in agreement and Ginny pulled Hermione over.

"We have to so go furniture shopping. Up for it tomorrow or something if we finish today" She asked.

"Sure. It'll have to be Monday because I have dinner at the parentals tomorrow," Hermione replied. "You know a place?"

"Oh I know a few," she reassured with a weird glint in her eyes.

"Ginny…" Hermione warned.

"It'll be fine. Trust me?"

"Ok," she relented. They both went back to the men and Harry came up with an idea.

"How about you ladies stay here and sort these boxes into the specific room. Remus and I will floo all the stuff."

"Is that ok?" She asked him.

"Sure. Have fun," he said. Both men kissed their girlfriends before disappearing.

"I cannot believe I am letting them both into my room without me. Oh dear God," Hermione said. Ginny laughed and they sat down on the carpet.

"It'll be fine Hermione. I've been meaning to ask you…"

"Oh no Gin, I'm scared."

"Have you slept with him yet?" She asked. Shit.

"Uhmm…" and then she blushed.

"You have? You have!"

"Yes," Hermione confessed.

"Awesome. How many times?"

"Twice."

"How was it?" She asked.

Bloody amazing. "It was good," Hermione said embarrassed.

"Just good?" Ginny asked.

"All right! It was bloody amazing. It was earth shattering," she said grinning like a fool. Ginny embraced her tightly saying how great it was.

"So tell me about loosing your virginity," she said sighing. Hermione glanced at the fireplace.

"Before we even started like, you know, we proclaimed our love for each other," she began.

"Awwww," Ginny sighed.

"He was so nice about it all. The perfect gentlemen about it. " Before this all, I just want to tell you I think I am falling in love with you. The words replayed in her mind.

"How big?" Ginny asked. Hermione gasped and Ginny giggled.

"Just know that I fell in love with him all over again," she said winking. Ginny shrieked and they headed towards the boxes. They just picked them up when they came back through the floo.

"What were you two doing?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Nothing," they both replied simultaneously. Remus looked at Hermione, who could not help but radiate excitement. He raised a brow, and she blew him a kiss before grabbing some boxes and heading to her room.

They continued doing this until finally, all the boxes were neatly placed in each room. It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and Ginny and Harry had just left. Remus sat down beside Hermione in the empty living room and sighed. They lied down beside each other feeling the same thing.

"God, I feel like shit," she said. Her muscles over the course of the day began to weaken and hurt more. Her headache was back on full blast.

"I know my love. A whole week or two more of this. My head is killing me," he said groaning. She sat up woozily and walked to the bathroom. She came back with four Ibuprofens. She got two glasses from a bag and filled them with water. Remus was still in the same position as she left him, so she pulled him up. He felt warm like she did and she handed the medicine to him.

"What's this?" He asked.

"This, my love, is muggle medicine for headaches. In about twenty minutes it should go away. You just swallow it," she instructed. He nodded and gulped down the two pills. She followed suit.

"Maybe I could cancel dinner tomorrow with my parents since we had some breakfast this morning," she said thoughtfully. Remus pulled her closer and set his warm head on top of her own.

"Whatever you like," he murmured.

"I think I will. Let me call my mum." She got up and grabbed her cell. She stood by the window and called her house.

"Mum?"

"Hermione! What's wrong you don't sound to good." Her mum said.

"I was wondering if Remus and I could skip dinner tomorrow. You see, since our tiny malfunction is coming, we both get really sick. We've got low-grade fevers, and we fear tomorrow may be worse," she explained. She heard her mum sighing.

"I understand. Do you both want to stay here for the night? Your bed is still here and I trust you both to behave."

"Let me ask him, one second," she said. She walked over to Remus, who had head the conversation anyway. He nodded his head slowly and she walked back to the window.

"That'd be good, Mum. Thank you so much," she added.

"Of course. I'll see you in a bit?"

"Yes, goodbye," she said. She hung up and turned to Remus, who was leaning against the mantle.

"She is too kind, your mum," he commented. Hermione nodded. She put wards on the door and then flooed with Remus to her old house. Her mother took one look at the both of them and ordered them straight to bed. She pulled Hermione aside before she headed up.

"I trust you Hermione. I don't know what you two do, although I could see the love in your eyes. Good night," she said before she kissed her forehead. Hermione knew instantly Remus had heard that so she just walked up the stairs in front of him. She heard him wish her mum a good night.

Her room was pretty much empty. A lone box sat in the corner. It had an outfit and pajamas. She quickly changed into them and got into bed, as Remus transfigured his clothes into pajama pants and a t-shirt. He got in beside her and wrapped his arms around her waist bringing her closer. He kissed along her neck and then onto her cheek and relaxed.

"Thanks for the medicine love," he whispered. She just noticed her headache had disappeared, and her bones felt a bit stronger.

"Any time. I love you," she whispered rolling over. His soft amber eyes glowed and he kissed her lips lightly.

"I love you too. Sleep well."

"Oh I will," she whispered before she passed into a dreamless sleep.

The next morning, Hermione immediately felt like she had been hit over the head with a quaffle, and a throbbing ache between her legs took over. She moaned audibly and sat up, which resulted in her falling back onto the pillow. She forced herself to roll over and saw Remus still sleeping. His cheeks were rosy, and his hair was matted against his head from sweat. She reached out and placed her hand over his forehead. He was burning up! She wondered how he had always dealt with it. She failed to notice an arm place his hand over her head. She froze in place and found Remus's brows furrowed. He pulled his hand away and groaned. He had moved himself up against Hermione, which had pleasured his growing erection. He cursed silently and soon he was hushed.

"It seems we're burning up," she commented. He nodded and his eyes finally opened. They were droopily hanging as he tried to smile faintly. She kissed his forehead and pulled all the covers back up. She grabbed her wand and casted two fever reducers, a locking and silencing charm on the door, and a contraceptive for the whole month.

"Hermione, your mum warned you. We can't," he said clearly.

"She'll think we are still sleeping. We're both aroused, we're sick, and we're tired. I don't think I'll be able to hold out for two weeks," she said. Remus growled and pounced on her. She slipped his shirt over his head and his pajama pants off. He undressed her as well, and soon their hot bodies (literally) were rubbing against each other. The need for release was vital.

She ran her hands through his sandy hair as he kissed along her body. He kissed delicately along her scar, which oddly enough, gave her even more pleasure. He had begun rubbing his fingers over her nub at the apex of her legs. She arched into his touch, which brought him to smile.

"Remus," she moaned breathlessly. God bless silencing charms.

"Sing for me baby," he whispered huskily as he continued rubbing and tweaking her. He stuck three fingers in her entrance and growled as she moaned out loud.

"Oh yes Remus. Ah, right there," she said as her toes curled. He brought her to a climax, which was the most intense one yet. She rolled over him and stroked him.

"Sing for me baby," she repeated. She cupped his balls and squeezed them lightly. He moaned very loud after that.

"Hermione," he whimpered vigorously. She smiled and then took him whole in her mouth.

Needless to say, Remus was shocked. She swirled her tongue around him mercilessly as she continued to stroke him. Her fangs grazed his skin, which caused him to arch up.

"Hermione, I'm gonna-" he began to warn. She stopped and sat on his stomach as she waited for him to calm down. His blazing eyes and the sweat over his brow turned her on more. Once he caught his breath, he flipped her underneath him. He positioned himself at her entrance and pushed through. She gasped as he filled her and waited to get comfortable. She wrapped her legs around his hips again and pulled his head closer to hers. He began to plunge into her over and over again. She nibbled on his ear a bit.

"I love you soo much Remus," she whimpered. He nibbled on her opposite ear as well.

"I love you even more Hermione," he whispered. They continued to rock her bed until they both climaxed together shouting the other's name. They both tried to catch their breath.

"What a way to break a fever," he said. She giggled and he lied next to her. They both put their clothing on and used a few cleaning charms. Hermione rid her room of the charms.

I cannot believe I have gotten so hormonal! I used to be so innocent and kind. Now? All I want is to make love with Remus. I'm due for my cycle after I transform, thank heavens, but it is going to suck big time. I mean, witches do a swish of their wand and it is gone, but still. One day of being a total bitch. I feel bad for the muggles. They can it for days. I think too much, honestly. I wonder if I am going to marry Remus one day.

"Are you ok?" Remus asked trying to get her attention. She jumped slightly and nodded before cuddling into his chest. He sighed and played with her hair. They both sat up and listened.

Her mum was coming to their room. Remus and Hermione were pretending to sleep when the door edged open. Hermione smelt her mother's scent, a mix of lavender and coconut, as she stuck her head inside. Remus actually fell back asleep; however, Hermione slowly rose. Her mum walked over to her bedside and motioned to Remus.

"Asleep," she mouthed. Her mother nodded and felt her head. Hermione's fever was down again; however, her and Remus was deathly pale. She pulled Hermione out of bed and out of her room.

"Hi," Hermione whispered.

"Are you both all right? You look horrible," her mother said.

"I know. We'll be ok. He's been dealing with this for the past twenty or so years. This is my first time and it's new for my body. Tomorrow I have to go furniture shopping with Ginny. Do you have to work?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm afraid. When it is set up, do invite me over. You're still my baby girl," her mother said tearing.

"Oh mum, it's all right. Let's go make some chocolate chip pancakes and chat," she suggested. "Remus needs to rest."

They walked down the stairs together and began making pancakes.

"So have you slept with him yet?" Her mother asked. Hermione let out a tiny squeal and looked at her mum.

"Yes," she said softly. Her mum clapped her hands and hugged her daughter.

"You're now a woman. So tell me about it. How was it?" She asked. Hermione laughed at her mum.

"He was my first, so I was nervous. He told me a thousand times we didn't have to do anything. He was totally respectful. He made me feel so good. Remus makes me feel good all the time. Ron pressured me too much. I was supposed to be at his service. That's why I refused to sleep with him. Remus and I are so in love! He told me before we started that he was falling in love with me. I of course said I had loved him too, and it gave me confidence. It was indescribable," she said cheerfully. Her mother smiled ecstatically.

"As long as you love each other, you have your parents' consent. Do you think you will…you know?" She asked.

"I don't know; it's in his hands. I wouldn't mind though, I mean I love him more than anything. I would die for him. We've only been going out for a while, and we haven't argued over anything yet," she said thoughtfully.

"One argument is needed though. It makes your relationship stronger. Your father and I fought once, and it was about the mail. That was it. We are very much still in love today," her mum said.

"That's very cool. I wish I marry Remus, but all we need is time."

Hermione had failed to notice someone listening at the top of the stairs. She failed to sense the happiness, the love, and the determination emitting off of her boyfriend, Remus. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop. He missed her and had panicked. He walked back to her bedroom with the biggest grin on his face, despite how sickly he felt from this damn disease.

Hermione grabbed the finished breakfast and walked up to her room with it. Remus was lying in bed with his eyes heavily.

"I'm sorry to bother love, but I've got hot chocolate chip pancakes I just made with my mum. It has your name on it, literally," she said sitting beside him. She watched his gaze look down to the plate to see syrup delicately poured over. It read, "EAT ME REMUS."

He smiled and kissed her on the lips before sitting up. She fed him the pancakes and juice she brought up and cleaned his lips with her own.

"How are you so well and I am a lump in bed?" he asked.

"Well, my doctor always told me I had a very strong immune system. I guess since I haven't transformed yet. I really don't know, but I'm happy to be at your service," she said smiling warmly.

"Thanks love. What do you want to do today?" He asked.

"Watch movies, snuggle, and sleep. I am going shopping tomorrow with Ginny," she said yawning. He nodded and they walked down the stairs, carefully, into the living room.

"Watching a flick?" Her mum asked.

"Yes. We're going to be bums today. Where's Dad?" She asked.

"He's bye Uncle Henri. When Charles and Henri are together, it spells t r o u b l e."

Remus and Hermione laughed as they threw in Titanic. They sat for four hours watching how the great Titanic met its fate. Hermione had some tears in her eyes, but had stayed strong. The rest of the day was spent watching movies. After dinner, Hermione and Remus got into bed and slept. All their energy was gone after making love again and chatting. The following day, Hermione had to deal with the Wrath of Ginny.

AN- I KNOW ITS SHORT, BUT TWO UPDATES IN A ROW..WOOHOO..I WAS SICK ALL DAY SO I WROTE IT UP.NEXT CHAPTER SHOULD BE SHOPPING AND TRANSFORMING.