I was waiting for Remus to respond to say anything to me so I would know where we stood. Remus was looking at me odd now and I could understand. Maybe it would be a good time to leave, to give him so space to contemplate how all of this would affect him, us, and Teddy. I slowly let myself reluctantly rise from the couch which was far better to sit on than standing on those uncomfortable heels I was wearing. I noticed my wrap on the floor and I went toward it and bent down to pick it up.

"Where are you going?"

"I was thinking that maybe you need some time to process everything and you may want to verify everything I've told you".

I wandlessly make a file appear along with every relevant text on the subject land on one of the side tables and the surrounding floor.

"In the file you will find a list of sources along with my copious notes cross-referencing and summarizing the sources and my observations of our interactions ever since I called to you in third year. I have also included every relevant text on the subject and how to open and read Secrets of the Darkest Art.".

I gently hold up a cloth bag.

"In this bag is Secrets of the Darkest Art. The bag blocks the enchantments upon the book that cause anyone who does not have an affinity with dark magicks temporarily have a weakened magickal ability and an inability to do any healing or defensive magicks if they touch or read it. There are several incantations you can say as you read that will help limit the effects".

I put the bag on top of the table and place my wrap back on my shoulders.

"Once I finally realized how everything fit, I needed weeks to contemplate everything and I understand if you need to do that as well. Just contact me whenever you're ready to talk. I want you to know that I will support you no matter what you decide, please just don't run away".

"If anyone is running it's you. You can't just tell me that we are mates because we are now bound together due to a dangerous spell you placed upon yourself in order to try and protect me and then leave me along to gather my thoughts".

Remus rises from his seat and comes toward me as he talks. I am frozen in place at the intensity of his stare and the emotions that are playing in his eyes which seem angry and guarded.

"Why would you do that Hermione? Why would you risk your life for practically a stranger?"

I wasn't expecting Remus to question my previous explanation as incomplete and I wasn't expecting him to stand so close while he smelled so good. I could feel the blush making my face hot.

"I liked you okay."

I whispered it hoping that it would allow me to be able to leave.

"What?"

"You impressed me as a teacher. How you would always mix theory with practical application and you not only knew what you were talking about but you were excited to teach us and then there was that stupid paper Snape assigned hoping that someone, namely me, would realize that you were a werewolf and a dangerous animal that deserved to be killed but instead, that assignment showed me just how amazing you were….

"Amazing?"

"Yes, amazing"

I gently touch his face with my hands and his eyes close while he sighs.

"That you could face all that bigotry and hatred because you have a medical condition and yet be so kind, thoughtful, and so giving of yourself which proved to me that all the unkind things written about the evil innate nature of werewolves is utterly false. You are one of the few people I met to possess such courage and once I started realizing how unjustly other magical creatures were treated it was you that inspired me to do something about it".

Remus' face was comically both troubled and doubtful. It took all my self-control to remove my hands from his face because all I wanted to do was soothe his worry and pain and show him just how wonderful I thought he was.

"Is that where SPEW comes from?"

Remus' smirk gave me the intense desire to kiss him but I needed to let Remus make his own choice without my interference.

"How did you find out about that?"

"Most of the professors told me about your organization in fourth year during many of our order meetings. McGonagall and Albus got the house elves to bring your badges to us so we could magick a few enchantments upon them mostly to protect you three from harm, not that it did much good since Harry and Ron refused to wear theirs".

"I actually have something to show you. I'm sorry I took this without your knowledge but I promise I paid for it. You know I still feel guilty about doing it five years after the fact".

I didn't know what Remus was talking about. Apparently he stole something from me but paid for it which didn't really make any sense. I watched as Remus opened his jacked and shrugged it off his shoulders. Slowly one of my S.P.E.W badges comes into view, affixed on his shirt right above his heart and I can't help but laugh at the guilty look that crosses his face.

"What's so funny?"

He seems both confused and hurt at my laughter and I gently reach my hand out to touch the badge with my finger.

"You know that was such a thoughtful thing to do, to pay for it. You're the only person to buy one without me having to nag them to death".

I smile sadly as I remember myself back then fighting for house-elves alone. It was a very lonely time for me.

"It also is nice to know where the missing badge went since for months it made me uneasy knowing it was gone even though all the money added up and everything".

"Dammit".

"Hmmm?"

"I even placed two sickels in the box so you would assume you had sold it to someone else, apparently I failed, though I should've known I could never get something like that past the brightest witch of her age."

Remus gently smiles at me and it makes my heart race. I love it when he smiles because it seems to take the wariness, premature age, and wistfulness off his face.

"I remember asking Ron and Harry if they had seen the missing badge and Ron laughed and said "why would anyone steal them, you can't even give them away for free" while Harry just looked at us uncomfortably and stayed silent. I never let Ron know how much that hurt me, considering how much SPEW meant to me. I think that was the moment when I let SPEW go since not even my two best friends cared about it."

"Ron said that?"

Tears fill my eyes at that memory as I nod my head.

"No no sweetheart, please don't cry".

I feel Remus' hands on my face wiping my tears with his thumbs. I gently looked up at him. It feels wonderful to have Remus touch me, especially since he now knows about us and I close my eyes to the sensation. His touch releases a tension I didn't realize was there. This night has been so overwhelming and suddenly I feel so tired.

"Ron is an idiot to not be able to see how amazing it is that you want to fight injustice for other people. You talk of my courage but it pales in comparison to yours. Not that I'm surprised, Ron and Harry can both be a bit dense".

I slowly open my eyes and I notice Remus staring at me. His expression looks worried and causes a little crease to form between his eyebrows. I smooth it with my finger and I feel Remus gently lean his forehead against mine.

"Can you ever forgive me?

"There is nothing to forgive. You are the only person besides myself who actually were willing to wear it who believed in the cause. I can't ever express what that means to me".

Then I feel his lips moving against my own, his lips soft and tentative on mine as if he didn't think I wanted him to kiss me. A happy moan escaped my lips as I quickly kissed him back. To have him initiate the kiss between us felt amazing. My fingers quickly threaded themselves into his hair. Then one of his hands was forcefully tilting my head up as his tongue was pressing against the seam of my lips while his other hand was grasping at my waist as he walked us back. My mouth opened to his and he hummed appreciatively as his tongue flittered against mine. Suddenly I felt the back of my thighs tap the table then I hear a loud crash that surprised me and made me accidentally bite Remus' lip. I quickly opened my eyes and saw books and papers scattered all over the floor.

"Oops".

Remus' lips are smirking again.

"Do you know how tempting you are?"

"Tell me"

I smirk at him. I can't help myself. He makes me so playful.

"No".

I pout my lips at his refusal.

Suddenly, he growls and he grabs my shoulders and pushes me back until my back is against the wall.

I wasn't expecting that at all. I suddenly realize that his eyes have morphed from their soft blue into a bright feral yellow. He looks dangerous as he gazes at me hungrily and I feel a uneasy thrill enter my body.

"Such a beautiful little temptress with that sexy pout, makes me imagine you saying my name in rapture as I make you cum over and over".

I can feel his harsh breathing on my neck as he moves my hair out of the way and as he simultaneously lays kisses on the column of my neck while he steps in between my legs which causes my dress to slide up dangerously on my thighs. He roughly grasps the backs of my thighs and lifts me up and sits me down gently on the table. I love the feeling of his hands on me. I wrap my legs around his waist and my wrists around his neck and I sigh softly while I shiver against his strong hands.

"Hermione, I've wanted to you so long. You feel so good against me"

"Remus"

He works his way up so his lips are right next to my ear as he gives my earlobe a nibble.

I can't help but moan at his attentions. It would be so easy to get lost in him, to give myself over to sensation but a part of my brain refuses to cooperate.

"Remus, we still need to discuss what we are going to do".

My voice has never been this breathless and small.

"Isn't it obvious?"

Remus gently whispers that into my ear in his roughened voice I've never heard him use before and desire blossoms in my abdomen. His voice is doing things to me that most men can't do with their hands.

"The smell of your desire for me is driving me crazy. It is going to be so good when you scream my name as you cum all over my cock".

Mortification fills me, I had almost forgotten how good Remus' sense of smell was particularly around this time of the month. I've never heard Remus talk like this before and surprisingly I like it.

"What about the consequences?"

"Fuck the consequences! I need you mate."

I've never heard Remus yell or curse before and it shocks me into silence. This is the part of Remus I have never seen before and its both exciting and unnerving. I've never known Remus to not think something through completely because he always wants to make the best decision. This Remus seems so impulsive and reckless, not the calm wistful man I had come to care about. I didn't know if this was because of the mating bond or something else.

Suddenly I feel an invisible force roughly slam my wrists into the wall above my head.

"Remus… ummm" I says breathlessly.

I attempt to pull her arms away from the wall but am unsuccessful, apparently he magicked my wrists to the wall.

He just laughs at my attempt to free myself and says "you of all people should know how dangerous it is to play with werewolves. By the end of the night, I am going to make feel so good baby".

He gently nuzzle my head into her cleavage, kissing and nipping the tops of my breasts.

I cant help but moan at his ministrations and it only seems to make him more frenzied.