As they stepped out, it was to a heavy snow falling at a rate that was making it tough to see too far ahead.
"I hope it won't get too much worse than this." Hermione spoke up.
"So do I. Let's hurry up and get inside. Come on." Remus unconsciously took her hand out of a protective instinct to ensure that she got back to the cabin safely.
Unknown to him as she was a little behind him, even with him holding her hand, she was blushing again and shook her head to clear it.
Once they were back in the cabin and had locked the door, Remus took another peek at the snow through one of the windows. "Something tells me that the snow's not going to stop soon and has a high probability of getting worse." He frowned.
"Which means we'd be stuck up here for at least the rest of the weekend." Hermione frowned as well. Granted they could free their wands and apparate out, but that also meant they'd have to return at some point to get the car and trying to get the timing right for that would be tricky.
"So it would seem." He mused before stepping from the window. "Could be worse. Either one of us could've been stuck up here alone." He smiled softly.
"That would've been just dreadful. No ability to contact friends to let them know what happened and no one for company here." She gave a smile in return. She hadn't attempted to get the cabin connected to the Floo Network for the same reason they were going without doing magic. It would've been too risky to have to possibly end a floo call due to a muggle knocking on the door. She removed her outerwear. "I'll fix us some more hot chocolate." She headed for the kitchen.
Remus watched her go as he removed his own outerwear, his gaze lingering a little too long after her. Once she was out of sight, Remus let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. 'Snap out of it Remus. She's young enough to be your daughter.' He told himself. And it was true. After all, her best friend was the son of two of his best friends. But yet, it's not like she was still the bushy-haired little girl he'd met years ago. Hermione Granger was very much a woman. He couldn't help that he'd been noticing the woman she'd grown to be since she became of legal age in the Wizarding World. He shook his head again to try to clear his mind when his enhanced hearing picked up the sounds of stuff shattering. Right away he rushed to the kitchen.
"Hermione! Are you alright?" He asked.
The answer was whimpers as Hermione sat on the floor surrounded by broken glass as she had tried to reach mugs from the top shelf on her own only to slip just as she was about to grab them. Hermione nursed one of her fingers and started to put her hand down to begin standing.
"Wait Hermione. There's too much glass." He called out, watching as she stopped moving. "Let me get a broom." He stepped from the room only to come back minutes later, broom in hand as he started sweeping the glass from around her until he'd gotten it all up. Remus then held a hand out to her to help her up.
Hermione took his hand and let him pull her up. Though it had been so fast that she was almost stumbling back before Remus's quick reflexes pulled her closer to him, steadying her. She unconsciously took comfort in his breathing until her own breathing pattern matched his.
At the same time, Remus was doing everything he could to resist the urge to bury his nose in her hair and inhale her that he was having much luck, being so close to her was causing him to inhale her scent anyway. It also seemed that his inner wolf was enjoying the contact. 'Ours! Mate!' Remus let Hermione go at hearing his inner wolf. Forcing his inner wolf down for the moment, he glanced down at her. "All good?"
"Y-yeah." Hermione looked up and was surprised to see his usual eye color replaced with the amber gold of his wolf. 'Moony'. Hermione blushed at the look in those eyes, feeling the heat pooling between her legs, before shaking her head. "I'm alright. Thanks Remus. I think I'm gonna settle with a book in my room." She slipped out of the kitchen and headed for her room.
Remus watched her leave and turned to the counter, his nostrils flaring as his nose picked up the remnants of her scent. 'Was she aroused?' Taking it on himself to make their hot chocolate since she had forgotten after the mugs had broken.
'Go comfort our mate.' Moony urged.
'I'm not mating her' Remus responded as he went through the motions to make the hot chocolate, so well practiced in making it that he was on autopilot.
'She wants us!' Moony growled. 'We smelled her arousal!'
Remus was lucky that he had just finished pouring the water in the mugs for the hot chocolate when Moony made that revelation. 'No. Clearly a mistake.'
'Why not? She's perfect. Accepts us. Make a move soon or I will. She will be ours by the end of the storm.' Moony growled before going silent once more.
Remus sighed and picked up the two mugs before walking to Hermione's room. "Hermione?" He peeked in. "I've got some hot chocolate for you if you want it."
Hermione was sitting up on her bed reading a book. At his voice, she peeked up from her book. "Oh. Right. Thanks Remus. Come on in."
Remus smiled and walking into the room, handing her one of the mugs. He took a sip of his. "Are you sure you're alright?"
Hermione sipped her own hot chocolate, closing her eyes in enjoyment. "I'm fine Remus. Even my finger has already healed." She made a show of holding out her hand for him to see with a smile on her face. She then pulled her legs closer and patted the bed. "Come on, sit down. I don't bite." She joked.
Remus chuckled even as he sat down. "If you were still one of my students, I would deduct points for such poor taste. But as you're an adult, I should probably come up with a different punishment." He teased, though his eyes had a hint of amber to them that was steadily growing again.
At the amber in his eyes, Hermione blushed a deep red. "I'm quite sure if you were to bite me, it wouldn't be with the intention to cause terrible pain...Moony."
Moony smirked. "Always observant." He set his cup down and gently took hers to set hers down as well. "But you're correct witch. Never would intend to cause terrible pain. Not to you, anyway." He moved closer and sniffed her.
"Is that so? So what would your intent be?" She closed her eyes and maintained calm.
"To claim little witch." He nuzzled her and nipped at her neck, smirking at the gasp that fell from her lips before he claimed them with his own.
Hermione let out a surprised squeak at feeling his lips on hers but soon wrapped her arms around his shoulders and returned the kiss. They remained like that for a few minutes. When they pulled apart, it was clear to Hermione that Remus had full control once more.
"I...I'm sorry Hermione." The guilt in his eyes was strong. "I'll...just go on to my room." He pulled away and grabbed his cup. "Goodnight Hermione." He murmured before he stood and left the room.
Hermione was so stunned that she had remained speechless even as he left the room. Once he was out the room, she sighed and attempted to go back to her book. From time to time, she'd sip her hot chocolate. Try as she might, a half hour later, she found she had been staring at the same page while her brain had been trying to figure out just what was happening with Remus. Even though she knew both the wolf and the man were the same, she still hadn't expected Moony to appear like that. Though now she wondered if it was just Moony who wanted her or if Remus did as well.