"Mfff…" Hermione stretched, and curled back up again in the warmth of Remus's chest. The light signalled that it was time to get up, as much as she didn't want to. She placed a soft kiss on the sleeping boy's cheek, burying her head in his neck.

"Morning." He said, running his fingers up her spine, making her shiver. "Cold?" he asked, and she nodded, hiding under the covers. "Are you going to get up?" She shook her head.

"No." She said childishly, making him laugh. "And you will not feed me that wake up water."

"I wasn't going to." He shuffled down so he was looking into her face, and kissed her soundly.

"Good." She murmured against his lips, placing a hand on his chest and one around his neck.

"Awake now?" he asked as they split for air.

"Yep." She said, rolling onto her back, stretching, and looking at her watch "Damn!" She gasped and scrambled out of bed.

"What?" He asked, worried.

"The potion!" She moaned as explanation. She ran across to the girls dormitories, leaving Lupin totally and utterly bewildered.

"Botuber pus, Botuber pus…aha here it is." she timed exactly how long it took to pour it in, stirring it into the potion as it turned black. That was right so far, she had to wait till the full moon of the next month, which was three weeks away. She had exactly that long to get the blood and hair of her chosen animal, a wolf. It would be hard, but she knew someone who would be able to. James had introduced her to a much younger Hagrid, who was the gamekeeper on the grounds.

January passed into February with very little happening, save Dumbledore visiting to see how she was settling in.

"Professor, will I ever be able to go back?" she asked him before he left.

"I have been trying, my dear, but nothing seems to work. By coming here you have changed so much, the future is undefined. It is impossible, therefore, to send you back. Do you understand?"

She nodded shakily, tears running down her face. "Then, professor, I have something to ask. Will you erase my memory of anything important that may affect the future, and also of my parents?"

The old professor studied her for a moment, and nodded. "You are sure about this?"

"I am."

"Then follow me. I will search your memories to find ones that may cause harm, and those of your parents, replacing them with their being killed by death-eaters. I will not, however, remove anything else, such as old friendships and less important future events."

"That's all I ask for you to do." The old wizard led her to his office, and rested his fingers at her temples.

"Relax."

Hermione left the office slightly disorientated, but she was fine before she reached the common room. Remus was looking particularly ill; it was a full moon the next night. He motioned for her to come and sit with him. She felt his arm slide around her waist, and she curled her knees up onto the settee, resting her head on his shoulder whilst he re-read Hogwarts: A history. Hermione fell into the comfortable words of the old book, reading it along with him.

"Can I turn?" She nodded; closing her eyes, and fell asleep in his embrace.

The next night, February the 16th, was a full moon. It was a Saturday, and she had been informed by Hagrid that he would have a female wolf for her, willing to aid her transformation

"She's beautiful, Hagrid." The half-giant nodded, holding the wolf's head still as she filled one vial with blood, and another with hair. He let the she-wolf run back into the forest, and bade Hermione goodbye quickly, and she ran up to the castle again from his hut.

Inside her room, she added the hairs to the potion, stirring it as directed by the book her notes were from. After this she added the blood, and it flashed until the potion looked like liquid silver. She watched as the potion faded to clear, almost like water but with an oil-like texture. With a shudder, she poured a measure of it into a cup and downed it in one. She felt like throwing up, but held it down as she felt her body begin to stretch. She began to cry as her muscles ripped and mended. She knew it would only hurt like this for the first time, and she bit on her lip. Her face was the last to change and she stood, blinking, before collapsing and returning to her original form.

"Ow…" She moaned, but filled a thermos she had brought in her suitcase and went outside into the darkening grounds. Hiding behind the greenhouses, she drank more of the potion, and began to memorise what it felt like, and how she would look like as a wolf. She focused all her energy into imprinting it into her body, into her memory and skin. For a week she focused all of her time into her transformations, and she soon had it down to only a few seconds.

The next week she only took the potion once, and the rest of the time she would work on transforming without it. For another two weeks she would spend time running in the forests as a wolf, learning how to control her body as a wolf, four legs working together. It was an insanely wonderful feeling, almost as good as kissing Remus. She was free, she could run, not have to think about school in any way. It was surprisingly easy to keep it a secret from the Marauders, but not from Lily. She knew instantly that something was different about her.

"You walk as if you're stalking something." She commented one night as Hermione changed for bed. "What have you done?" Hermione gave in, and placed a finger to her lips. Focusing on the imprint of the wolf, and felt the smooth melting between human and wolf.

"Oh my goodness… Mione!" She gasped, and stroked her nose. The wolf nuzzled against it, and turned sharply as the door swung open.

"Aaarg!" One of the two Weasley girls had come into the dormitory, screamed, and run out again. Hermione transformed back and ran after her.

"Come back! It's me!" but it was too late, Laurel had told Sirius.

"A wolf? What would a wolf be doing in Lily's room?" He said soothingly

"It wasn't a wolf, it was Hermione." Lily said from behind her. Sirius stared, and then started to laugh.

"You are having a laugh. There is no way she could do it… it took six months to do it." Sirius said.

James blinked. "That's why you were asking about the animals." He said, grinning. "Come on then, lets see."

Hermione sighed, walking down the steps and transforming at the bottom. As a wolf she could hear the intake of soft breaths from around the room, and went to search out Remus.

"He's not here" Someone told her, and she sighed, lying on the floor at Sirius's feet, looking up at him with silver eyes, like her fur, which was silver dappled with brown and black.

"You make a beautiful wolf." A hand stroked her nose, and she rubbed against it, the hand tickled her skin. "I swear she's grinning, guys." Hermione tried to laugh, but it came out as a short bark, very similar to a dog's.

"You might want to transform back before anyone else sees you, Maya." She sighed, and let her mind and body relax again to that of a human.

She stood and stretched out her arms, her back cracking. "God I want to go run now." She laughed.

"Question." James asked. "How long did it take you to learn how to hold it, without the potion?"

"About one and a half weeks."

"Jesus, you have a lot of willpower." Sirius said. "None of us could be bothered to practice for ages."

"Ah." She said, sitting on a sofa opposite the two marauders. "I haven't done much else for the last three weeks."

"I thought you'd make a beautiful panther, but you make a better wolf. What's your patronus?" Hermione thought back.

"It's been a while since I used it, but last time I checked it was an otter. And Sirius, how would I have got the blood and hair of a panther?" Sirius paused, looking thoughtful.

"Good point. You know, you should come out with us sometime. It's the full moon next week, I'm sure Moony would enjoy your company." James grinned at her. "And so, therefore, we need to give you a name."

"We do?" Hermione turned to watch Remus climb through the portrait.

"Oh yeah, you're girlfriend is one smart arse Animagus." Remus's eyebrows rose.

"Decided not to tell anyone, huh?" He teased, but looked a little hurt.

"I'm sorry, I didn't tell anyone. I wasn't going to tell anyone, in fact, until Lily twigged on and one of the Weasley twins saw me transform." She patted the sofa and he sat next to her, kissing her cheek.

"Can I see?" She nodded, sitting on the floor, loosening all her muscles and felt the transformation between human and wolf again. She looked up at Remus, who was smiling gently. He stared into the she-wolf's liquid silver eyes, gently touching the underside of her face, making it duck and rub against his hand. Hermione relaxed again and returned to her human form, taking Remus's hand as he helped her onto the sofa. The others had lost interest and were talking together.

"I was right; you do make a beautiful wolf." He stroked her cheek. "Thank you." He said, and Hermione was the only one who could understand what he meant. One of the main reasons she had chosen this form was for him, so he wouldn't have to feel alone.

"Hey, it wasn't just for you, you know." She teased, resting her hand on his thigh. He looked at her, straight in the eye, and she practically melted at the power he held in that one look. Trust, longing, lust…

"I love you." He whispered in her ear, and she smiled, her heart swelling and her stomach tightening.

"I love you, too." She replied, making him grin in an almost stupid way, his hair falling into his eyes, making him look so damned sexy, making her pulse quicken. She groaned. "Stop looking at me like that, it's going to drive me insane."

He leaned across her and pulled her into a kiss that literally took her breath away. She pushed her fingers through his hair, holding him close to her. He dominated her within a second, and she realised she didn't even want to fight, but instead make his entrance a little more interesting. She ran her tongue against his lips and bit down gently, making him moan quietly.

"Get a room!" someone told them, and they broke apart ruefully, looking at who had shouted, grinning as everyone pointed at James. "What? You were outdoing me." He sniffed indignantly, making everyone, including James, laugh.

"You know, we might want to take their advice." Remus murmured as he kissed her neck.

"Lets." He grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs, into the boys' dormitory.

"Where are they off?" Peter asked, and Sirius shuddered.

"Places we don't want to see mate. Best if we leave them alone for a bit." The others either groaned or laughed, but all of them decided that it was probably the best idea.

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I. DONT. DO. GRAPHIC. SEX! I dont know anyone dirty enough to write it for me, so therefore i wont. Sorry!