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I own nothing Harry Potter. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling, who I am not. Everything is not mine except the plot…

Summary

Remus and Hermione have been reunited and everything seems well. After a night of interesting love making, Remus starts acting out in fits of rage. From one fit of rage to being detached seems to be a flip of a coin…

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And it scared Hermione…

I have to fix this; seems that I'm doing a lot of that lately. Hermione thought to herself as she lay in bed next to her husband. They had just gotten done making love, but even that was different. One moment he was gentle, sweet and would caress her skin; the next the gentleness turned to fast rough pushes and his caresses turned into nails biting into her skin. Hermione had had her fair share of rough sex with Remus but this was different. He was totally unaware of the changes in him, and stayed completely and utterly emotionless.

She sighed, got out of bed and wondered over to the bathroom, meaning to take a shower. Taking off her night shirt, Hermione gasped. There were small scratches all over her body, some bleeding slightly. Ripping off the rest of her clothes Hermione started to cry. There were four long fingernail marks running down her inner thigh, bit marks on her shoulders and back. It was atrocious.

Hermione sat naked crying quietly on the floor of the bathroom for hours. Once she thought that Remus might have come in, but she was just too involved in mourning what had happened, all that had changed, everything she had lost. She missed Addam horribly and she missed the way Remus was. Around 6 in the morning Hermione crawled out into the bedroom. Remus was sitting in bed, watching her.

"What is wrong with you? You leave me after our love and cry in the bathroom for hours, the come crawling back here, expecting to get back in with me. I think not, little lady." Remus said hatefully. His normal peaceful face was contorted with rage. He jumped out of bed and stomped over to where she was.

"ANSWER ME!" He nearly screamed. Hermione felt fear rising within her, not only fear, but anger. Remus, you had better not yell at me one more time. Hermione had never been able to see a man yelling at a woman after she found out that her father beat her mother.

"I SAID ANSWER ME!" Remus snarled. He reached down and grabbed Hermione under the arms and flung her across the room. Hermione lay sprawled on the floor, breathing heavily. She just managed to crawl onto the bed. He walked over to her, wild anger running amuck in his eyes.

"REMUS! Look at me. I am bleeding from several of your 'love marks'. I'm sore from you scratching on me and pounding me like I was noting but a toy." Hermione screamed back at him. Her anger was overcoming her fear at the moment. "Apparently I go to save your ass and this is how you repay me. By screaming at me, roughing me up, and throwing me across the room! I will not stand for this! You know what happened to my mother when she was married, you know that I will not stand for it! Not one bit…"

Remus blinked several times in a rapid movement. The anger was leaving his eyes and leaving behind nothing. "I'm sorry Hermione. I don't know what came over me. I just suddenly saw red. I'm sorry." Remus said in a toneless voice. He stood with his shoulders slumped and face slack.

I wonder if I like Remus better if he is blinded with rage or emotionless… at least he had some kind of emotion when angry. Hermione pondered. Remus turned from her and walked towards the bathroom. Turning back he said, "I have to get ready. I'm teaching today. Don't say anything to anyone about what happened this morning. I have plenty of grounds for sending you to Azkaban. Remember that…" His voice was emotionless, but the words and his eyes said everything. He might as well of said, "You stupid bitch, don't say a word or I will send your sorry ass to Azkaban for the rest of your pitiful life. Don't screw with me…"

Hermione sat stunned by the cutting words thrown by her husband. He had never talked to her in such a way. I really have to fix everything. I can't believe that I have screwed things up so much…

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Directly ignoring what Remus said, Hermione told someone. She told Ginny.

"I see that. Remus was never really a nice guy. Sirius said that he was before you came to the past and broke his heart. Ever since then he has been distant and prone to fits of rage. I never really thought about it, he was always that way to me." Ginny spoke quietly. They were barracked in the Room of Requirement. Hermione had just finished telling her about the horrible ordeal from the last night. Apparently everyone here knew that she had traveled to the past to save Remus and what had ensued and they hadn't told her. How very nice of them Hermione thought to herself. She still thought it weird that no one had told her that she was marrying asshole number one.

"Why didn't anyone tell me that I was marrying such an asshole?" She asked Ginny quietly. Even thought the room protected them from any eavesdroppers, Hermione still felt uneasy. She felt like they were being watched.

"Well, you really weren't who you are now. You told me that Remus seemed hollow when you first got home, right? Three days ago, I could have said the same about you. You walked right into this marriage; no one asked questions, you gave no answers. That's how we lived with you for years. Kind of disturbing, isn't it?"

"You could say that again" Hermione said, the feeling of being watched growing by the moment.

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Hermione woke in the middle of the night screaming. She just had a dream about her past life. First it was nice, Remus was loving and kind and she was completely and utterly in love. As time went on in her dream, they got married. In a huge battle with death all around, she saw Harry kill Voldemort and live. Only moments after, she saw Remus killed. That's when she woke in the middle of the night.

She sat up in bed, looking for the warmth of her husband, but he wasn't there. Grabbing for her wand on the bedside table, she found that it wasn't there either. Hum… this isn't sitting right with me.

Wand light erupted over in a chair in a corner. Remus' voice spoke from behind it, "Hermione, I wanted to let you know that I will always love you. I always did. But what you did behind my back isn't something I can put up with. I told you not to go blabbering to anyone. I must not have been clear enough." His voice was cold and hard as steel. "Remember my love, I will not tolerate this. Remember this when you rot in Azkaban. You may come in now…" Remus said, looking towards the door.

Two ghastly dementors glided in from outside the room.

"Oh shit..." Hermione whispered.

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A/N:

Hey everyone. Please don't hate me for the way this chapter turned out. I didn't mean for it to be this way, but I just let it flow... Sorry if you don't like it. Tell me everything you think in a review, it would be really appericated.

Much love to all 5 reviews I got, now I know who really loves me... or the story... j/k, I'll try to update as soon as possible, but school started last week and I might have to fight tooth and nail for time on the computer just to type the story, let alone time to post and update...

Much love again, I hope to have the next chapter done in 3 days or so, so just hang tight!

Nicole