Later in the evening, Remus awoke to Hermione screaming and thrashing fitfully in her sleep. "Hermione!" He began to wake her, grabbing onto her shoulders he shook her lightly.
"It's a fake! A fake!" She cried out before a pained scream filled the room.
Remus winced briefly before trying to wake her again. "Hermione, wake up!"
Her eyes flew open and she panted heavily as she took in her surroundings realising she had only dreamed she was back in the manor. "Remus.. I'm sorry." Wrenching sobs moving through her.
"It's okay, Hermione." Remus soothed as he sat up and gently pulled her into his arms. "It was just a dream. You're safe now."
She snuggled into his embrace. "A dream that was once reality. From the war. Happened at Malfoy Manor."
Remus' heart broke at hearing her words. "Did you want to talk about it?" He remembered well Harry's explanation to Voldemort about the Elder wand and how Harry had won the wand's allegiance from Draco. He also knew there had been something big happen involving the trio at the manor thanks to talking with Bill Weasley after the war but Bill hadn't said too much about it. And the trio hadn't talked about it either. "It might help."
Hermione froze in hesitation. She hadn't talked about what had happened to her at Malfoy Manor to anyone. Harry and Ron hadn't even wanted to address it after the war, although both boys had treated her like glass since the war ended.
Remus sensed her hesitation and gently hugged her just a little tighter. "It's alright. If you're not ready to talk about it now, I won't press. Just remember I'm here when you're ready, love."
It was something about his reassurance, he wouldn't press her, he soothed her. After a brief pause, she was going into the story of how she, Ron and Harry had ended up at Malfoy Manor and what happened there. When she got to the part about Bellatrix torturing her and more specifically carving "Mudblood" into her arm, she unconsciously grabbed that arm. As soon as she grabbed it, she paused, feeling something wasn't right. When she looked down, she noticed her arm now looked as unblemished and smooth as it had before the events of Malfoy Manor. Her eyes grew wide at seeing her smooth skin.
"What's wrong, Hermione?" Remus asked as he watched her.
"The scar...it's gone!" Hermione exclaimed. "It was still there before we started…" For once the curly-haired witch was utterly baffled.
"Let me see." Remus murmured as he reached for her arm.
She held it out so he could see it and watched as he ran his finger over the once scarred part.
"That is unusual for something of dark magic origin to just disappear." He frowned. "And I definitely remember it being there while we were otherwise engaged."
While Remus was studying Hermione's arm, Hermione was studying his face. It only took her a few minutes, but she soon noticed something different about him. "Remus…"
"Hmm?" He looked at her in concern.
"I'm not the only one missing scars." She conjured a small mirror and held it so he could see. "Look."
Remus looked into the mirror and was surprised the scars which had once marred his face were gone as well. "That's definitely unexpected." He glanced down at the rest of his body, specifically all spots where he knew he had scars only to see none in those spots either.
Hermione watched him with a smile as she thought for a moment. "I wonder…"
"Well don't keep me in suspense." Remus teased with a chuckle.
Hermione blushed. "Well, what if our scars are gone as some side effect of our mating?"
Remus cocked his head and narrowed his eyes. "As thorough as your research was for Snape's essay, did you find something similar to this amongst it?"
Hermione shook her head. "No. But then again, most werewolves usually accept their wolves, don't they? They don't normally spend their lives fighting it, do they?"
Remus opened his mouth as if to say something but shut it again with a slight shake of his head. "From my time of infiltrating werewolf packs, I believe I can safely say that a good majority accept their wolves from the start."
"And when you finally manage to be in agreement with yours, it's on a mate." She grinned. "Must be something in the magic involved that healed the scars..." She trailed off as she got lost in thought
Remus looked at her with a smirk as he pulled her into his arms. "Come on love. I can see those wheels inside your head turning. We can't do further research until we can safely leave anyway. So just relax and enjoy the time we're here. You can take some notes here and there." He gently nuzzled her. "Let's get some more rest." He laid them down, keeping her close to his chest.
Hermione sighed. "You're right. All we can do is just enjoy time while we're trapped by snow." She snuggled to him and let out a yawn. "Goodnight Remus." She murmured as she fell back asleep.
"Goodnight Hermione." Remus kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back soothingly, joining her in sleep once more.