The next morning, Remus awoke to the smells of coffee brewing and breakfast cooking on the stove. That was all the werewolf needed to know Hermione wasn't still sleeping behind him. With a soft smile, he stood and pulled his pants on,before walking towards the kitchen.

What he saw upon reaching the kitchen was a gorgeous sight to behold. Hermione was standing in front of the stove, flipping pancakes. Her hair was pulled up in a high, messy ponytail and she was dressed in merely a tank top and shorts. The shorts were extremely short in length and accentuated her curves to a point where Remus wasn't entirely sure if the drool leaking out his mouth was due to the smells of food, or in response to the sight in front of him. He wiped his mouth and licked his lips before softly walking up behind her. He embraced her and pulled her against him before nuzzling her neck.

"Morning Remus." Hermione spoke with a soft smile as she moved the final pancake from the skillet, giving a slight wiggle of her hips against him.

"Morning love." He moved one hand from her waist to turn off the fire. He held her tighter with his other hand, letting her feel exactly what her hip movement had done to him. "Be careful or we might not get to eat while the food is still hot. And home cooked food is never the same when reheated." He playfully nipped at her neck before pulling away to go sit down.

"Is that so?" She turned around to face him.

Remus had his infamous Marauder smirk spread across his features. "It is. Whether reheated by magical or muggle means, it never tastes quite the same."

"Well, if we had been distracted, it would've been your fault, not mine." She huffed as she turned to fix their plates. "You're the one who came up behind me. What did you think was going to happen?"

"Well I'm sorry Hermione. I can't help it that you look as delicious as the food." Remus grinned.

Hermione had turned with their plates in hand just as he finished speaking. Her cheeks were stained pink from blushing as she set the plates down on the table. "Thank you." She murmured meekly before she turned back to the counter. "Tea or coffee?"

"Coffee for me. Granted I'm already awake but as I usually drink it in the morning, I should still continue it." Remus answered.

Hermione nodded and fixed their cups before carrying them to the table and setting them down at their respective places. She then sat down. "Dig in." She ate a forkful before smirking herself. "Finish everything on your plate and you'll get a second helping." She winked before looking down at her food as she ate.

"Being bold, are you?" He smirked as he ate some of his food. "Sassing a professor. I'm appalled Miss Granger. That warrants you a detention." Remus allowed his voice to take the tone he'd used during a lesson while he'd been teaching during Hermione's third year. He took a few more bites while pretending to think. "This afternoon, Miss Granger. My room." He then looked her up and down for a moment. "And I expect you to be in the proper uniform at that time, Miss Granger." He chanced a small sniff of her scent and was rewarded with the additional scent of arousal that he had been expecting. "Is that clear, Miss Granger?" He asked before returning to his own food.

"Yes, Professor Lupin." Hermione answered as best as she could. She hadn't been expecting him to pull that on her. It was a major turn-on and she loved that he had picked up on it and was putting it to use perfectly. She was practically dripping in arousal as she sat squirming in her seat and from the way he was eyeing her he knew it.

The couple finished eating breakfast in silent anticipation of what was to come in the afternoon. When they were done, Remus stood and gathered the dishes with the intent of washing them. He glanced up at the clock and noted the time.

"It's currently eleven-thirty. What do you think, Hermione?" He asked, looking down at her. "If I request for you to show at my room at one-thirty, would that be enough time for you to prepare?"

Hermione thought about it for a moment. She did have to figure in everything she was going to have to do. That included showering, somewhat taming her hair as well as actually getting dressed. She wasn't entirely sure if she still carried her old Hogwarts uniform in her little beaded she would have to check for it and if it wasn't there, she would have to transfigure something she did have into a naughty look-alike. Finally, she nodded. "I think that will be enough time."

Remus nodded in satisfaction. "Well then off you go. Don't be late." He turned to wash the dishes.

Hermione hurried off to her room to start getting ready. She started off with a shower and washing her hair. Though she used a special shampoo that had a scent similar to that of fresh baked chocolate cake. A scent that she knew Remus would appreciate with his love of chocolate. When she stepped out the shower, she wrapped a towel around her body while she let her hair air dry. Grabbing her beaded bag from her suitcase, she cast a summoning charm, intending to summon her old school uniform to her. Only a few pieces of her old uniform came zooming into her hand from within the depths of the bag. Those pieces were her old skirt and Gryffindor tie. She set those on her bed before summoning a white shirt and transfiguring it as necessary into a type of crop-top blouse that would tie closed just a little ways under her chest. The top then joined her skirt and tie on the bed. Next, she lotioned up with a light unscented lotion before she pulled on a red thong. The thong was followed by a matching red bra with a front zipper closure.

Hermione checked the time and seeing she only had a half hour left to finish getting ready, pulled on the top and skirt. Standing in front of a mirror, she made minor adjustments to top and skirt. The top was adjusted to fit just a little tighter in the front. The skirt, she shrank until the hem was just low enough to barely cover her groin. That change also allowed her arse cheeks to peek out under the skirt just a bit.

The tie was then draped around her shoulders loosely. She checked the time once more as she ensured her hair was completely dry. Seeing there was fifteen minutes to spare, she grinned and headed on to Remus' room.

After all, if she was going to play as if she was a student, she might as well be true to how she was as a student. Which meant she needed to be at his room for her 'detention' early, just as she would've been at Hogwarts if he had ever assigned her detention. Once outside the door, she straightened up and knocked on the door.