A.N. Nobody hit me; it's not my fault. My school decided to have a lot of crap happen in one week where I was already overloaded with homework, I'm really sorry k? I really do apologize, I shouldn't have taken this long to update.

I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of its characters.

'...'thinking "..."talking

"Ginny?" Harry questioned. Her eyes were so dark, not the warm brown he was used to seeing. He rested his hand gently on her shoulder.

"Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry! It was Lucius; I know I should have told someone sooner. It's like he's in my head, like I can hear his thoughts and he can hear mine. This is the second time this has happened. First with Tom and then now this!" Ginny shook her head viciously, tears winding their way down her pale face.

Ron watched the scene quietly, leaning on the wall opposite the other two, his blue eyes piercing the scene around him. 'So that's what Hermione was talking about. Somebody's inside my sister's head. And that somebody is Lucius Malfoy. Figures Draco wouldn't tell us, stupid ferret. Him and me are going to have a little talk later. And I will make sure he remembers the bouncing ferret scenario, I'll be sure of that.'

Harry sat next to her on the bed and wrapped his arms around Ginny, but said girl remained stiff as a board. "Harry, I... I'm dangerous for you to be around. You really shouldn't be here, what if something happened and Lucius saw it? I could ruin everything."

Harry's embrace became tighter, "I'm not leaving you Ginny, Malfoy can sod off, I'm not going anywhere."

"I'm so sorry, I should have told someone sooner." Ginny said curling up into his welcoming arms.

'Why does this happen to her? Stupid question Potter, this happened to her because she was your girlfriend, that's why this happened to her.' Harry berated himself as Ginny sobbed in his arms. Guilt washed over him in waves and as he met Ron's glowering stare it only increased his shame. Ginny was suffering because she had openly declared caring for him. Otherwise she would have been fine. 'This is all my fault.'

Ron watched Harry comfort his sister in silence, he loved Harry with every fiber of his being and Harry knew it. However, Harry was the reason Ginny was crying and Harry was also aware of that fact. His blue eyes smoldered in an anger he could not control and Harry wilted beneath it. Ron knew Harry could let Ginny go, but he knew that would destroy Ginny more than any spell Voldemort would send her way. He sighed in defeat and offered the dark haired boy a weak smile. 'You'd better keep her safe Harry. You'd better.'

Hermione stretched and flexed her fingers. Her eyes pulling themselves open, fighting the sleep that so begged for her to return to its arms. Last night's transformation had been rather dull and slightly boring, they had really done nothing. Remus had simply trudged over the to the mat in front of the fireplace and curled up for a nap. Soon Hermione had joined the larger wolf near the fireplace laying her head on his shoulder and sleeping. She looked around, she was lying in his bed and he was sitting at the desk, his eyes searching the same papers as earlier.

Hermione rose from her rather comfy spot and went to him. "What are you looking at?"

Remus jumped a bit when she spoke, not having heard her before she had come closer. He smiled laying his hands over the papers. Hermione's brow furrowed, "Remus, I'm in the Order, you don't have to hide things from me anymore."

Remus smiled mischievously, "Who said they were for the Order?"

Hermione scowled, "Nobody did, I was just curious." She turned her back to him, going back to the bed, giving him time to hide the papers before she settled for staring at his lithe form. He was leaning, with his arms crossed, against the wall by the fireplace.

There were no windows in his room; the only light allowed to touch his body was the firelight. Hermione openly surveyed his body, her eyes tracing the gentle slope in his hips that those sleep pajamas rested so low on. The scars the decorated his body only showing how much he had gone through. The lightly muscled stomach, the long arms, the firelight worshiped his body in ways Hermione hands itched to. She was not surprised to see a slight bulge in his pants when her eyes finished trailing his body. She met his gaze, his intention quite clear.

(Yo Guys Lemon Starts Here, So If It Squicks, Don't Read!)

Remus watched as she settled back into the bed, taking one of the pillows and curling it into her embrace, he was mildly surprised when he felt a pang of jealousy towards the stuffed item. Her watched her eyes, always so warm and trusting, smolder to a near black as they drank in his entire body. He did his best not to fidget as she stared so boldly. He chuckled at her rather innocent seduction; she was wearing no more clothing than the day she was born. His eyes hungrily traced her curves mimicking her own actions.

Hermione eyed him carefully as he pushed himself off the wall sauntering towards her. The heat in his eyes and his predatory gaze steered her thoughts in a much more suggestive direction.

He settled next to her on the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. His hand rose to her face cupping it gently. "My beautiful sprite."

Hermione smiled gently at his endearing tactics. She shifted closer to his body her lips brushing teasingly across his. His hands danced up her neck entwining themselves with her curls.

He pulled her closer and covered her lips with his pushing his tongue into her mouth. He ran his tongue along her back teeth and Hermione moaned as a jolt of pleasure ran rampant through her system.

His hands moved from her neck and trailed over the swell of her breasts flicking his thumb over her nipples.

Hermione moaned breaking from the kiss her need to breathe becoming overtly obvious.

His mouth covered her sensitive nipples while his hand trailed farther down, lightly grazing over her clit.

"...Nnh," Hermione pushed back against his fingers as he rubbed against it repeatedly, the pressure increasing each time.

Hermione bit her lip as her body began to shake, the onslaught of emotions beginning to overtake her. When, without warning, he removed his hand.

Hermione moaned at the loss watching a smile light his face up that could only be described as devious.

Hermione had a total of two seconds to comprehend the fact that Remus was just about do something most people would consider disgusting before she felt his tongue run across her already sensitive clit.

Hermione opened her mouth in a silent scream. His hands held her hips as steady a possible and continued his oral assault on her until he knew she was completely sated.

He kissed her bringing her out of her haze, as she tasted herself on his lips.

"One more time, love. Just once more."

He touched her face settling himself between her legs, while muttering a contraceptive charm.

He gyrated himself against her hips through the cloth of his pants. A moan wretched itself from his lips as a wave of pleasure shot through him.

Hermione moved the rough cotton down his legs as Remus used his feet to finish kicking them off.

He took himself in his hand and pushed into her already wet and warm depths. Hermione faintly noted that the discomfort of having his within her was almost undetectable.

She pushed back against him, burying him deeper within her. Remus bit her shoulder sucking on the irritated skin nearly losing himself then and there. "Oh bloody hell," he said beginning to move within her.

Hermione's breath hitched as his pace increased, she knew he wasn't going to last long after what he had already been subject to.

Each stroke brought the knot in her groin and his tighter and tighter, till it suddenly exploded. Hermione felt him explode within her.

A load groan penetrated the room as she clamped down on him, drawing his pleasure to an end. Remus collapsed onto her, his breathing heavy.

(Yo Guys Lemon Ends Here, So If You Skipped It You Can Start Reading Again)

Hermione wrapped her arms around his still quivering form burying her face in his neck. She was mildly surprised when she felt his breath even out and discovered he was asleep.

She gently smiled, she could just tell Dumbledore it had been a hard transformation, some things were worth more than her studies.

His weight felt right on top of her, and she relished in it. He was hers and she was his. She felt her heart swell before she faded off to sleep.

Snape paced in his office. The fire roared a bright green and Draco stepped through the fire.

"What?" Draco asked impatiently.

Snape narrowed his eyes. "You fool, the Dark Lord now wants me to keep an eye on you. They suspect you, alert Dumbledore that his present plan for you to tell your father will not, the only way I can foresee you not being caught or killed, for that matter, is for him to be able to get them all in, the Halloween feast Draco. Tell Dumbledore this must work perfectly. Now listen carefully..."

Long fingers were clasped together, bright silver eyes narrowed, and a pale brow furrowed together in concentration as he probed at the mind he held so firmly in his clutches. The black leather of the chair groaned softly as he moved.

The man sitting in the chair was the picture of a fallen angel, his bright appearance contrasted deeply with the dark clothing he was wearing.

His proud cheeks, still hallowed from his short stay in Azakaban, and his lean form still weak from its endeavor in the wizard prison.

Lucius sat in his study, beginning to sift through the girl's mind was becoming harder and harder. He knew Dumbledore was aware that it was himself in the Weasly's mind, he just did not understand why.

Dumbledore did not know that the girl was in constant searing pain. Soon the pain would be too much and Ginny Weasly would cease to exist, of her accord. Even now, he could still feel her feelings toward Potter. Lucuis had been ordered to use the girl against him and Lucuis was planning to do so much more than that.

He would ruin Potter; he would take from Potter what mattered to him most.

Hermione lightly kissed her lover's brow, rising from his embrace to get dressed, it was already dinnertime again, she had heard the gong sound from somewhere inside the castle. 'I wonder where that thing is anyways? Knowing Dumbledore its probably just him flicking his wand or Dobby burping, who knows?'

Remus mumbled into the pillow, as Hermione placed a hand on his back. "Remus, wake up."

He lifted his head, his hair still tousled from sleep, among other things. "Yes?"

"I'm going to go eat dinner ok? Just didn't want to leave you all alone and not say goodbye," she said.

"That's fine," he softly kissed her hand. "Have you noticed you've already been here sometime and you haven't slept in your room yet?"

Hermione grinned, "And your saying this is a bad thing?"

Remus looked indignant, "I never said such a thing."

Hermione left and made her way down to the Great Hall and slipped into a seat next to Ron. She looked across the table and almost missed Ginny, who was hiding within Harry's embrace. She was still pale but looked much better. She was about to comment on that thought when Dumbledore stood.

"Hello, I do hope you are all having a wonderful evening. I have an announcement to make. Two years ago, when I had been removed from the school, there were two particular students that were rather, aggressive, about the protestations from my being removed."

Hermione looked back on the memory fondly of Fred and George flying from Hogwarts, leaving Umbridge to suffer.

"Fred and George Weasly came to me after I returned and took all their tests, and they passed all of them with flying colors and I declared them graduated from Hogwarts. As you are all aware, the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts position is still open. Before the year began I could find no one to fill the position."

Hermione grinned and scanned the staff table. Sure enough, two identical faces were staring around the Great Hall grinning.

"Along with running Weasly's Wizard Wheezes, which will be located here on the premises, they have agreed to take the position."

The Gryffindor table erupted in gleeful yells as Fred and George bowed slightly, the identical grins widening. Dumbledore's next words were drowned out for the next two minutes. Once it quieted Dumbledore continued.

"And if you will all go look at your schedules, the class will now be added to your lists."

And in all the glee and excitement no one noticed Ron slinking out of the Hall, as angry as could be.

A.N. So whatcha think? Hmmmm? Anyways, review and tell me!