Hermione was shocked to say the least. He was exactly how she remembered him. The soft musk and forest smell and his soft lips hadn't changed in so many years. Hermione just melted into the kiss.
Remus was also shocked at himself. He was the last person he envisioned making out with a professor, but he married her in the future, gave her a child and died in her arms, he thought that it was the least he could do.
Remus's hand cupped her cheek, creasing the soft skin that he found there. He knew now why he could have fallen completely in love with her in the future. Something struck him as funny though. Remus pulled away from Hermione, gasping.
"You know, the tables have turned a little, haven't they. First I teach you, now you are teaching me what I taught you first. Ha! That is funny." He laughed, hard.
"Yes they have. I will teach you until the end of the world. And you can teach Me." she replied. She kissed him again. "What class do you have after this?" Hermione was suddenly frantic because she had kept him long after the next class had begun. She had a free period right now, but she didn't know about Remus.
"I have free time for the moment." That was his only reply before kissing her again. She felt his tong begging for entrance into her mouth. She quickly accepted. She pulled away, looking at him.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Hermione asked.
"Yes."
"Then come with me." She took his hand and led him into her chambers from the side door in the classroom. Remus looked around. It wasn't quite what he expected, but it fit her perfectly. One entire wall was covered in books, organized quite nicely. There was a comfy looking chair beside the fireplace. There were two other doors in the room. One to the bedroom and another into the bathroom, he assumed.
"This is home, or at least for the moment." She looked at him. He was surveying the room quietly, the books, the chairs, the fireplace, pictures in the frames. One caught his eye.
"This is us, isn't it? It's our wedding day, right?" he looked at the picture, amazed. The bride was wearing a flowing gown and vial. The dress was strapless; she had her hair pinned up so it flowed down her back. He was glad to see no gloves on, he didn't see the point of them, and didn't think they even looked very good.
"Yes Remus, it is. I remember you taking off the gloves my mother had put on, saying they were ridiculous. I had to agree with you. That was one of the happiest days of my life. It was so hard to remember that day when charming the picture into life." She said. Remus looked at her. Hermione was crying now, tears silently falling down.
"No, Hermione don't cry. I'm here now; I promise that I will never leave you again." He crooned, wiping away her tears. "Don't cry for me Beautiful." Oops, big mistake there. She stared crying harder.
"Never, NEVER tell me that. Those were some of your last words to me. 'Hello beautiful. Please don't cry for me. I will always love you and wait for you at the clearing at the end of the path. Please Hermione, don't cry, or you will never be able to move on with your life.' That's what you said. It tore my heart out." Hermione was sobbing now. Her nose had turned red and so had her eyes.
Remus pulled Hermione to him. She held onto him for dear life. Remus could feel her heart beating in her chest. Hermione suddenly felt like she had the first time Remus held her. She had been crying over the letter that had been sent telling her that her parents were dead. He had found her in and empty room crying. He pulled her to him just like he had just now.
Remus led Hermione into her bedroom, (luckily picking the right door.) He laid her down on the bed. He turned to go, but Hermione's hand shot out and grabbed a handful of robes.
"Don't tell. Please, my life depends on it. I have to save everyone." That's all she said before falling asleep. He smiled softly, knowing that he was already in love with her.
Remus wondered the halls aimlessly. His thought wondered back to what she had told them. James, Sirius, Lily all dead. Peter as good as dead. It had been Peter who killed him. It outraged him.
Suddenly, out of nowhere Peter was standing in front of him. "Hey Moony, what happened to you after class?" He only got that far before Remus's hands were around his throat. Remus pushed him up against a wall.
"How long Peter? How long have you been Voldemort's little pet? TELL ME!" He was screaming at Peter. Remus felt the wolf stirring within him.
"How could you know? I never told anyone. Damn that Snape, he told you didn't he?" Peter stuttered back. He looked taken back at his own words. "I didn't mean it Remus. I… I, was only joshing ya."
"Sure you were Peter. Sure you were." Remus dropped him on the floor. "You did it because you are jealous, didn't you? You are jealous that Sirius and James are popular and I'm smart. You are only poor, pitiful Peter. 'Nobody likes me, everybody hates me. I think I'll eat worms.' Isn't that right Peter?" Remus spit at him. He turned to walk away when Peter said, "No, I believe in Voldemort. He gives me protection that you could never give me. Jealously may have pushed me, but my beliefs stand stronger than anything."
Peter pushed himself up and walked out of the school. He would never be coming back. Remus sighed. He had to tell everyone else.
"You mean to tell me that Hermione Granger is your future wife and that we are all dead in the future? Oh, and that after you marry her, she gets pregnant and Peter kills you. She has the baby and travels back to save us? Is that it?" Sirius didn't believe him. It was all too much to take in.
"She knows that I'm a werewolf and, damn, she knows about you animagus forms. The marauders map, the Wommping Willow, the Shrieking Shack, and our NICKNAMES! How much do I have to tell you?" Remus said. He had been trying to convince them for an hour now.
"Okay Remus. Let's go talk to her." that was Lily, always being smart and reliable.
"Fine, let's go." He said. He really didn't want to go, but it seemed he had no choice.
"Hermione, are you there?" Remus shouted, knocking on the door. He was worried about what she would do when she heard that he had told all his close friends and confronted Peter. He hadn't even told them about it.
"Yes Remus. I'm here, stop banging on the door and come in. Everyone else should come in too." She tried hard to suppress the laugh that fought to be heard. She knew he would tell the Marauders. She just didn't expect that to be so soon.
"Er… Hermione I told them. I had to. There were some really important things that they needed to know." He looked at her. Hermione was laughing. "Stop, why are you doing that? Don't make fun on me!" he yelled.
"Sorry Remus. I knew that you would tell them eventually, but not this soon. You always used to tell me how close you all were." Hermione said between laughs. The look on all of their faces was priceless.
"Hermione, I have to tell you something. Guy's, you might want to listen too… on my way back to the Tower, I ran right into Peter. I confronted him, and he told me… he told me that he was a DEATH-EATER!" Remus was crying. He hadn't let what had happened to him today sink in until just now.
Hermione pulled him into a hug. She thought back to the first hug she had shared with him
FLASHBACK
Hermione turned to look right into the eyes of her lost husband. Remus looked at her compassionately. Hermione broke down; she started sobbing because of losing him once. She cried because she couldn't have him back now that he was standing in front of her. Most of all, she cried because she had just seen her husband die again. It might not have been real, but it felt real. His words flowed through her mind; she felt the love she had missed for a year.
Remus couldn't let her stand crying like that. He had always been a loving boy, never being able to see the bad in people. Right now, he saw a young woman, not much older than him, crying. He pulled her into his arms. She started crying harder. Remus could make out words, such as missed you, don't leave me, beautiful, and September 2. None of it made since to him then, now it did.
END FLASHBACK
"You really are from the future, aren't you?" this was Lily asking. She had witnessed what had happened to her in DADA that day. She also heard some of the things whispered. Honestly, it wasn't that hard for Lily to believe her.
"Yes dear. I am. Your son truly has your eyes. Harry, Harry James Potter that is. He looks exactly like you James, but he is a little bulkier because of Auror training and being 7 years of seeking on the Gryffindor Quidditch team." Hermione looked back and forth between James and Lily.
"Seeker, you say? And Harry, I always liked that name. Don't you, Mr. Potter?" Lily looked relieved.
"Yes dear. Just because she says he looks like me means nothing. I need more proof." James looked skeptical.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good. Um… hello Mr. Padfoot, Mr. Prongs, Mr. Moony, and Mr. Wormtail is currently hightailing it to Voldemort's." she said, nodding to each in turn. She hitched a thumb over her shoulder at the mention of Peter.
"Happy now?" she looked around the room. Remus was sitting close to her side and James, Sirius, and Lily were sitting opposite her.
"I'm in." Lily said.
"Me too." Sirius nodded to Hermione.
"I'm in too." James sighed.
"So, everything that Remus told us is true? We are all going to die. I will die before my son is a little more than a year old." Lily asked. She was holding back tears.
"Yes Lily, but I am here to change that."
A/N:
Well here is the newest chapter. I will try to update again as soon as possible. Oh, this is the LONGEST chapter yet!
