AN: The trio's 7th year. Turns out Snape was good and Dumbledore's alive :-). I shall fix continuity later. Also, title's from a song by Carrie Underwood.

Disclaimer: I own no one except Andrea. If someone would like to get me a Snape (Alan Rickman's Snape), it would be much appreciated. Mmmm… Snape…. :-)

Whenever You Remember

"Remus, you can't do this!"

Remus Lupin sighed, scuffing a shoe against the hard stone floor. "I have to, Andrea. I would think you of all people would understand." He looked at his as-of-ten-minutes-ago ex-girlfriend with tired eyes.

"Well, you thought wrong!…" came the reply.

"Andr…" he started.

"What am I supposed to do without you here?" the blonde was practically shouting now, causing the portraits in Dumbledore's office to grumble in protest.

"You are to go on teaching the class in my absence. You are perfectly capable of teaching it, as you've been doing it for half the school term already." Another sigh escaped his lips.

"I wasn't just referring to the class," Andrea murmured.

Severus Snape watched the scene unfold, his usual smugness replaced by a small twinge of sympathy. He had always had a special place in his heart for Andrea, that quirky blonde ex-Slytherin who was 10 years his junior. He looked on in silence as Lupin turned his back on Andrea.

As much as he disliked Lupin, Snape could see his point, though. It was far too dangerous a mission to involve her. He did not, however, agree with his reason for leaving. Why Lupin felt he had to go after Greyback himself was beyond Snape. Why not let the Ministry deal the bloody…

Snape's thoughts were interrupted by Lupin's voice, which sounded more agitated than he had ever heard before.

"I said 'no', Andrea! You are to stay here and move on with your life!"

"Remus, you think you're the only person Greyback's ever attacked! You think I don't have reason to go after him, too! You're not the only bloody werewolf in this room!" the blonde shouted.

Several mouths fell open, including Snape's. Andrea continued her rant, ignoring everyone but Lupin. "I'm not asking to go with you; I'm asking you not to go!" She moved forward to touch him, but Lupin had cast a shield charm around himself.

Infuriated, Andrea raised her wand… only to have a hand grip her wrist and a strong arm wrap around her waist and pull her backwards.

As her back collided with his chest, Snape lowered his mouth to her ear: "If you hex him, the spell will reflect off the shield and hit you and possibly every other person in this room. Surely, you do not wish for that to happen…."

She struggled in his arms, "Severus… please…"

Snape's heart broke, but his grip on her waist and wrist did not. As her former professor and head of house, he had seen her temper flare on numerous occasions. There was a good reason she was sorted into Slytherin. He stood holding her, watching as Lupin finished his goodbyes. With a wink and a nod, the former Marauder grabbed a handful of floo powder and was on his way.

Keeping his voice low, Snape murmured: "Let him go…." As he felt her relax, he slackened his hold.

"Bloody werewolf…" she muttered.

Snape suppressed a smirk and, upon receiving a nod from Dumbledore, ushered Andrea out of the office. The two walked the corridors in silence for a few minutes Snape spoke up: "I promised Lupin I'd see to it that you behave yourself…"

She gave him a small smile "Good luck." She murmured the password to her quarters, and then looked back at him. "Would you like to come in? I could really use the company right now."

"Did you take your Wolfsbane tonight?" he asked, only half joking.

"I use the injectable form; it's much more concentrated," Andrea made her way over to the sofa.

Snape looked thoughtful as he followed her over. "I was wondering why Lupin needed twice the normal quantity…"

"I'm not a full-blown werewolf, you know." The blonde sat and motioned for Snape to do the same. He sat and she continued: "Greyback wasn't transformed when he bit me; therefore I only have the wolfish tendencies. The wolfsbane helps calm my senses. I'm just glad I can't transfer the horrid affliction to others."

"If you don't mind me asking, when did you receive the bite?" Snape asked quietly.

"About a year and a half ag…." She leaned forward, grabbing her upper leg, her face revealing obvious pain.

"Andrea, what's wrong!" Snape asked, alarmed.

"It's… nothing…" she managed to get out. "Muscle spasm… from the wolfsbane… injection…."

Without thinking, Snape placed his hand on her leg and began to massage her thigh through the denim.

She relaxed back against the cushions and uttered a sigh of relief as the pain slowly diminished. "Thank you, Severus…."

As she went to kiss him on the cheek, he turned to look at her, causing the kiss to fall upon the corner of his mouth. His dark eyes gazed into hers for a moment before capturing her lips in a sensuous kiss. As they pulled away, Andrea gave a small laugh.

"I.. uh… don't think my potion's working tonight…."

Snape lightly traced circles on her thigh with his fingertips. "Andrea, you're in a fragile state right now… I wouldn't want to take advantage…."

"Oh, I wish you would…" she looked at him with innocent eyes, a hint of longing in her voice.

Perhaps I need a bit of that potion tonight, as well, he thought, his free hand sliding behind her neck, pulling her in for another kiss. She moaned softly as his tongue parted her lips and gently probed her mouth. As he laid her onto her back, Snape could help but think to himself: Oh Merlin, this is going to be a long night…

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What do ya think? Alright for a rough draft? Lemme know if I should continue!