Chapter Ten: A Realization
The next day, Hermione woke up on top of Remus. They were covered only with her sheets and blankets, which were whirled around them tightly. She picked her head up and glanced at the clock, which read nine thirty in the morning. She carefully disengaged herself from the beautiful mess they created, and tiptoed into the bath. She turned the hot water on, and stepped in. Remus came in ten minutes later after she just rinsed the conditioner out of her hair, and joined her in the stall.
"Morning," he said kissing her softly.
"Morning to you to Mister. Sure, you can come into my shower," she added sarcastically. He slapped her bum playfully.
"Well then, I'll just leave," he said in a teasing hurt. She grabbed him back by the arm, and stuck his head under the showerhead.
"Not before you freshen up," she said grabbing shampoo. He laughed and bent his head down so she could reach. She massaged his head with the shampoo, as he sighed contently. She rinsed it once more before adding a little conditioner. They washed each other before stepping out together into the steamy bathroom.
"Should have left the door open," he said opening the door and grabbing them towels. She had her arms crossed with a slight shiver from the temperature change.
"Maybe," she commented before taking her towel. She instantly wrapped it around herself trying to warm up. He was unfazed and watched her amused.
"A bit chilly?" He asked laughing. She nodded and started to jump around. He tied his towel around his waste and steadied her. "Relax," he said as he began to dry her.
"I hate the fucking cold," she said biting her lip.
"The language!" He said joking. " Yes, the fucking cold sucks."
He dried her off before getting their robes.
"What would you like for breakfast?" He asked brushing his hair. It had grown a little bit since June.
"You're making it?" She asked beside him. She was wrestling with her hair and muttering spells under her breath.
"Sure," he replied. He conjured some shaving cream and a razor.
"French toast."
"Ok. Do you like bacon?" He asked as he lathered up.
"Yes, thanks," she replied.
"Not a problem. We have to go to Hogwarts today," he added. She sighed and nodded.
"Indeed. Should be a lovely day," she said giggling.
"Maybe. Why are you giggling?" He asked suspiciously.
"No reason, sweetie," she said innocently. Her hair was straightened and rested on her shoulders.
"You my dear, are nearly as bad as I," he said beginning to shave.
"Possibly. I learned from the best," she said smirking.
He smiled and nodded. "That may be." She watched him shave his throat in total concentration . When he finished, he washed his face and dried it.
"Whoa," he said taken back by her. She was sitting up on the counter, her legs swingy freely, staring him down. "How long have you been here?"
"The whole time," she said laughing. He walked in between her legs and kissed her softly. She was completely breathless.
"I shall proceed to make breakfast," he said helping her back down off the counter.
"And I shall proceed to get dressed."
They parted ways and Hermione walked into her closet. One of the most difficult things in her day was picking her clothes. She stifled a yawn, and picked a pair of khaki capris.
She grabbed a white halter top, and a pair of black Converse (those were the shoes of her childhood!). She carried her shoes out into the living room, and sat them down on a mat near the door. She padded her way into the kitchen, where the fresh smell of French toast and bacon reached her nose.
Remus was just setting the table when she arrived. She grabbed two cups for them and set them down side by side. They had formed a random unity, where they sat beside each other rather than across. The contact always kept them in close proximity.
They sat down together. She kissed him on his lips.
"Morning again," she said happily. He smiled and pulled her chair closer to his.
"'Tis a good morning," he said smiling. She nodded and placed her napkin over her clean khakis.
"So what do we have to do today?" He asked cutting his toast.
"Well," she said," we have to research their family backgrounds, including Dowson's. My mum and dad should be coming over at two, so that is our only restriction."
"Not bad. Ah look, the post has arrived," he said placing his utensils down. The post came out of the fireplace and floated itself toward the table. One lone letter landed itself in front of the duo. The envelope was addressed to her. Remus grabbed his wand and ran a few tests over it. He nodded and she tore it delicately open.
Miss Hermione Granger,
You have been the first one to address me in quite some time. I find your words truthful, which has won you a small proportion of my trust. I am most certainly intrigued that such a heroic young lady like yourself would even think of writing to me; however, due to previous knowledge, I know your character is most admirable. A rendezvous? Very well. The Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, five AM on the 25 of July. It shall be dark enough for privacy yet light enough for us to commence.
Until then,
KD
She handed it over to Remus and sighed. She watched his emotions cross his face, until he set it down and sighed. He clasped her hand, and they continued to eat in silence. She knew he was deep in his thoughts, which led her to be lost in hers.
"He still writes the same," Remus said respiring. She squeezed his hand and finished her food.
"We'll be fine. One day at a time, hmm?" She said. He nodded and kissed her cheek tenderly. She smiled and got up to clear the dishes. With a few swishes of her wand, they were done and neatly placed away.
"To Hogwarts Milady?"
"To Hogwarts," she said.
The two harmoniously chatted about where they were going to start. They got full permission from Dumbledore, just incase Pince got on their case. They were going to be Professors next year, it wouldn't have had mattered. She was vacant from the large library that held the knowledge wanted by many. Remus still held Hermione's hand tightly in a protective way as they neared the none to friendly door to the Restricted Section.
"This part gives me the chills," she said shivering. He wrapped his arm around her waist and brought her closer to his body.
"As long as we do not touch anything we'll be fine. Even if we did I'm sure we'll be ok," he reassured.
"Ok, Remus. Where do we start?" She asked. She saw him smirk, and she held up his hand. "Yes, yes. The beginning!" His smirk widened until he was smiling, showing his perfect white teeth.
"Which would you like to begin with?" He asked as he lit more lanterns.
"How about we do the criminals first? We can do Mr. Dowson later on," she suggested. He nodded, and pulled out his wand. They commenced on finding the books with backgrounds that would enable their success.
Hours later, with many parchments filled, Hermione collapsed next to her beloved. They had found much information on the men, who had been attempting to restart the Death Eaters.
"You know some information on Dowson, no?" She asked.
"Yes. I'm sure I know where exactly to find the specific books," he said taking off in search. He came back a few minutes later with a large tome. He began to turn pages rapidly until he found it.
Dowson
Original Clan began in England over 1200 years ago. One of the most respectable families in all of England. Started within the Angels-Saxon reign.
Remus skipped down to the more recent family heritage.
Dowson, Jonathon
DOB: JULY 15, 1915
EDUCATION: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
HOUSE: Gryffindor
OCCUPATION: Auror
Marriage: Madeline De Rosa (daughter of Mark and Leila De Rosa-muggle heritage) Unspeakable.
Children: (5 from oldest to youngest) Lucas Anthony, Michael Angelo, Rosalyn Maria, Kevin Nathaniel, Jacqueline Cassandra)
DEATH: First War
Remus continued to skim down with Hermione at his side. They found Kevin's name.
Dowson, Kevin
DOB: October 10, 1952 (bitten by werewolf)
EDUCATION: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
HOUSE: Gryffindor
OCCUPATION: Auror/ Outlaw
Marriage: Amy Mills (daughter of Sir Alfred Moore and his wife Duchess Francisca Moore) Unspeakable/Outlaw until death (killed by Ministry) Vampire
Children: (1- Amelia Cassandra Anna)(killed by Ministry) first werewolf/vampire.
Hermione gasped suddenly, her hand covering her mouth in shock. Remus quickly turned on her in worry.
"What is it love?" He asked.
"Amy Mills," she whispered. "Amy Mills! She was an Unspeakable. Her work is missing!" Remus's mouth dropped open in an unsettling shock.
"Perhaps the reason they killed her, her child, and attempted her husband was not because they were what they were. Perhaps it was because of her work!" She whispered fiercely. Remus held an expression of a dawning beam, a light bulb flickering on in his head.
"Maybe," he added, "she founded a way against Voldemort or something against the Ministry."
They looked at each other and spoke the same word at the same instant.
"Dumbledore."
They gathered all of their notes, and took out all the books they used. They began heading towards the Headmaster's office to do some more explaining.
When they got there, Dumbledore was reading a few pieces of parchment in a relaxed environment. Hermione felt a tad bit guilty for having to destroy that aura he had enveloped himself in.
"Ahh! Remus! Hermione! Such a pleasant surprise," he said happily. He noted their very calculating looks and offered them each a comfy chair. "Lemon drop?" He asked.
"Sir, we have found another…dawning if you will," Hermione said.
"Oh?" He countered. Remus relaxed into his chair, letting Hermione lead the way.
"Well, we found out that Kevin Dowson had married Amy Mills. Her last name was Mills. The same Mills that was an Unspeakable, whose work has yet been discovered!" She exclaimed.
"Indeed," he said urging her to continue.
"Well, what if the ministry was not so much concerned of their condition, but more so her works?"
Dumbledore went into deep thought. His blue eyes looked as though he was reading something quickly, yet he had cleaned up all his papers. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at Hermione and her partner seriously.
"They were after her works," he said softly. Hermione held his gaze. "Word must have gotten out about…"
"Oh my God!" She cried.
"What?" Both Albus and Remus asked.
"Dowson must have told Harvey! Remember my dreams Remus? He betrayed him. He wanted that raise, so he not only let out he was a werewolf, he let out about her new findings. He apparently does not know her findings, just that they are!" Hermione cried. Dumbledore and Remus paled at the realization.
"She must have found something against Voldemort or the Ministry, enough for their arrests. The kiss was probably sentenced to their daughter because she was both vampire and werewolf, but also as smart as her parents. She would have been able to further the works, had they not been able to accomplish it," she said again. Remus and Dumbledore looked at each other, the soft ticks of his weird devices and Fawkes's low humming barely heard.
"I will look into it. For now, rest and carry on. Can you replicate your findings?" He asked them. They nodded and followed so.
"'Very well. It is one o'clock," he said his eyes sparkling once more.
"Blimey," Hermione said sighing.
"Use this floo," The Headmaster suggested pointing to his own. They nodded and stepped into the hearth.
"Hermione's Abode," Remus said and they where whisked away once more.
A/N: SORRY FOR THE LONGEST UPDATE EVER..IVE HAD SOFTBALL EVERY DAY SO FAR FOR THE PAST MONTH, AND ITS BEEN VERY HECTIC. I HAVE A WEEK OFF OF SCHOOL FOR SPRING RECESS, SO ILL PROB GET ANOTHER CHAPTER IN HERE. GO BACK AND READ ABOUT THREE CHAPTERS BACK IF YOUR ARE UTTERLY CONFUSED.
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