Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter…but I sure would like a piece of Mooney.

Rated M for profanity and some mild lemons in later chapters.

Hello all, this story is written from the POV of both Hermione and Remus who are the main pairing. This story has been edited since its original version. Thanks to Molly for editing the first six chapters and Messer-Moony-sezs-awhoo for the remaining 19.

Chapter Four

The Bite Heard Around the World

RPOV

Sitting in my office I found myself unable concentrate on the lesson I was trying to prepare. I was too worried about Hermione's reaction when she found out I talked to Minerva. We had not agreed to keep our relationship a secret per say, but I believe we both thought it best we kept it quiet. Minerva, the silly woman had to keep questioning me, backing me into a corner, so that I had to tell her. I couldn't supervise a detention for Hermione, it would be unethical.

"Remus John Lupin!" She wasn't really yelling but her tone was very stern. I looked up and there she was her hands on her hips, staring at me like I was a five-year-old boy who had just said his first bad word. I thought the next words out of her mouth were going to be 'I should wash your mouth out with soap'.

"Hello sweetie," I said trying to sound as adorable as possible. It wasn't working. She shut my office door and then quickly put up a silencing charm.

"Why in the bloody hell did you tell her? Do you know the lecture I got from her?" She hovered over me like a vulture ready to begin picking at a carcass.

"I apologize, but she backed me into a corner." I explained in a calm, soft tone. I walked over to her, taking her hand gently in mine and smiling lovingly up at her. My technique seemed to work, as her hands dropped her sides and her scowl faded.

"I know," She sighed. "I didn't mean to sound upset. I just don't want the whole school knowing about my personal life".

"I understand and I do not either. She promised me she would not spread it around," I reassured her.

"Yes, well I don't think she wanted to even admit it was real." Hermione let out a long breath and then looked down at her feet. I enveloped her in a hug and she placed her head on my chest. "I just want school to be over. Maybe I can take my N.E.W.T's early."

"Unless you have a significant reason to, they won't allow it."

"Crap." She raised her head from my chest and looked into my eyes. I looked in hers.

"Have dinner with me, in my quarters." I suddenly found myself saying. She blushed. Probably at the implication of what could happen with just the two of us, alone, in my rooms.

"I have detention, with Professor Snape." She frowned.

"What time?'

"Seven."

"You can come by before, around six."

"Everyone will wonder where we are Remus," she said, a rising eyebrow indicating that bit of rebellion that I knew lie within her.

Playing with then ends of her hair in my fingertips, I looked down into her beautiful brown eyes. "I don't care," I said nonchalantly. I then leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Her eyes widened with surprise, but then she settled in and kissed me back.

HPOV

Oh lord he was a good kisser. The last thing I wanted to do was pull away, but I had a class in ten minutes.

"So, I'll see you at six," I told him, licking his taste from my lips. He nodded and gave me one more, quick kiss before I left.

I was on cloud nine as I headed to my Charms class. I was in a fog most of the day, longing for evening to come and when it did, I couldn't help but feel nervous. I would be with him, in his quarters, alone. Ten minutes to six I put on one of my nicest outfits and my school cloak and headed toward the portrait door.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked just as is reached for the handle.

"The library," I lied.

"Aren't you coming to dinner with the rest of us?"

"I'm not hungry. I probably get something from the kitchen later." Before I could give him a chance to say another word I was out the door. My walk quickly turned to a sprint as I headed for his room on the fourth floor. I was just about to dash up the final staircase when I heard a familiar voice.

"Are you sure you don't want to come in Severus." It was Miss. Kingston, the Muggle Studies teacher.

"Normally I would but I have two detentions to supervise," he explained to her. Not that that surprised me. He handed out detentions like a dentist hands out floss. I wonder who the unlucky one who has it before me.

"What about after?"

"I have papers to grade." Professor Kingston huffed. It sounded as if she was getting annoyed by his excuses. I really wished I could see what was going on, but if I moved even an inch in their direction I would be directly in their view.

"You keep putting me off Severus. It's starting to frustrate me."

"I am not putting you off. I am simply busy."

"As am I, but I am more than willing to put a couple of hours aside to have a good shag with my boyfriend."

I had to cover my mouth from laughing, and gagging.

"Katelyn, please someone will hear you."

"Severus. I want you, so badly! Don't you feel the same?"

I could hear professor Snape sigh. "Of course I do. You are a beautiful woman, no man it their right mind wouldn't want you."

"Then why do you keep shunning my advances?"

"I just want you to be sure this is what you want. I am not prince charming Katelyn. I am a greasy git and a dungeon bat."

I could hear professor Kingston give a small laugh. "You are neither of those things. You are a wonderful, handsome, and very brave man. A man I can see spending the rest of my life with."

"You really mean that?"

"I have never felt for anyone the way I feel for you Sev. I-I love you."

For almost a full ten seconds there was silence until Snape finally said, "I love you to Katie."

I took that as my cue to leave and headed up the last flight of stairs. I arrived at Remus' door out of breath and five minutes late.

"Sorry." I said entering his room. "I apologize for being late."

"It's okay." Remus reached around my shoulders and unclasped my cloak. He placed a kiss on my neck as he did so, and I instantly broke out in goose bumps. He then took my cloak from my shoulders and levitated it into his closet. He escorted me to a small table where a wonderful meal of roast chicken, and vegetables was prepared.

"It looks wonderful Remus." He pulled out a chair for me and I sat.

"Thank you. You look beautiful this evening," he complemented me. I smiled and told him he looked handsome.

Throughout the meal we made light conversation. I couldn't resist bringing up what I had seen on the third floor.

"So Severus is in love, well good for him." Remus gave a small laugh. I wanted to ask him a question around the same subject, but I decided it was too soon. "After all this time he deserves some happiness in his life."

After the meal we sat on the couch and sipped on tea. He put his hand around my shoulder and played with the ends of my hair. "You have beautiful hair." He told me as he stroked his hand along the back of my head, strands of my hair slipping through his fingers.

I couldn't help but laugh at his comment. I have always hated my hair. Until recently it was a bird's nest.

"Thanks, but that's not true."

"It is true. It's very…soft."

"Well, thank you." I took another sip of my tea and then placed it on the coffee table.

Remus looked into my eyes and smiled, I smiled back. We learned in and kissed. I slowly opened my mouth and allowed his tongue to enter. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. He then lowered his mouth to the nape of my neck and began to suck. Oh lord it felt amazing. To my dismay, he abruptly stopped.

"What-don't stop." I pleaded.

"You're late for detention." He pointed to the clock on his wall.

"Shit! Can I come by after?" I asked giving him a passionate kiss, willing him to answer in my favor.

"I would love you to, but you have class in the morning and I have to teach."

I sighed but didn't argue. I knew he was right. I got up from the couch, put on my cloak, gave him one final kiss and ran to the dungeons. To my surprise Snape wasn't there, but instead left a note pinned to the door.

Mr. Longbottom and Miss. Granger,

I will not be able to supervise your detention this evening; in that you are seventh years I think you can handle the work without me. Please prepare the ingredients that I have laid out on the workbench. Specific directions are on the table.

I gave out a loud snort. I knew exactly why he couldn't supervise our detentions. I headed into the classroom to see Neville still there, and of course he was doing a horrible job of dissecting the salamanders.

"You're still here Neville?" I asked taking off my cloak and placing it over a chair. I then rolled up my sleeves and began to help.

"Snape wrote I had to finish a whole barrel. I'll be here all night." He sighed.

"Don't worry Neville. I'll help."

"Thanks. So, do you know why Snape couldn't come? Not that I want him here, I was just wondering."

"I'm pretty sure he's busy shagging Miss. Kingston." Neville was so shocked by my words he dropped his handful of salamander guts on the floor.

"They're dating?" He asked me. I nodded.

"I heard them talking earlier."

"Oh. So why were you late?" He asked me picking up the guts from the floor and tossing them in the rubbish bin.

"Lost track of time," I gave a half truth.

"Making out with your secret boyfriend?"

I turned to him with a look of surprise. How could he possibly know? I tried to play it off. "I don't know what you're talking about."

He simply laughed. "Oh yeah, then how did you get that hickey on your neck?"

"What!" I turned and looked at my reflection in the glass cabinet behind me and sure enough there was a small circular bruise in the middle of my neck. "Shit!"

Neville laughed again. "So who is he?" he asked me.

"None of your business."

"Come on Hermione. I won't tell."

"Forget it." I know Neville. He may not purposely say anything but ten to one he would let it slip. "Let's just finish this so I can try and get rid of this thing before morning." I knew I would have to go to madam Pomfrey. Bruises are tricky to get rid of and I didn't want to try a spell I had never used on myself. I could end up making it worse.

An hour later we finished and I went straight to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey gave me a disapproving glare. "Did Mr. Weasley do this?" She said examining the small dark blue circle at the bottom of my neck.

"No!" I practically yelled. "I mean, I broke up with Ron a while ago."

"Oh. Well, whoever did this needs to be more careful. I should be able to get rid of it, but it's still pretty dark." She waved her wand at my neck and muttered a spell. "I got most of it but if you look close you can still see a light blue ring. It should fade in a few days."

"Thanks." I rose from the bed and was about to leave when the kind nurse put a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"Hermione, I don't know how serious you and this boy are, but if you get too serious please let me know. I have potions that will make sure certain things do not occur."

I blushed; she was offering me birth control. "We haven't reached that stage."

"Good. Try not to when you're in school."

"Don't worry Madam Pomfrey I'm smarter than that." I headed back to my dorm and went to sleep. I definitely planned on discussing the issue with Remus the next day.

Having accidently overslept; I missed breakfast and headed straight to class, which just happen to be DADA. After class I stayed behind to have a private word with my boyfriend.

"Can we talk in your office please?" I smiled in a way to indicate I wanted to do more than talk. Although that wasn't entirely my intention, he thought it was and eagerly usurer me into his office. He quickly locked the door and put of a silencing charm.

RPOV

I was beyond excited when right after class she wanted to have a 'word' with me. I had dreamed about her all night, mostly of finishing what we had started the night before. When I went to reach for her however, she backed away.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Remus, you gave me a huge hickey last night." I examined her neck and saw only a slight blue circle.

"No one's going to notice that." I tried to reassure her.

"Believe me it was a lot darker last night. I had to go see Madam Pomfrey to get it down to this."

I suddenly felt horrible. I didn't mean to mark her like that. It was just that sometimes the animal in me came out and it could get rather hard to control. "I apologize. I will cease from that activity from now on."

She just laughed. God I love that laugh. "Remus, trust me, I didn't mind. In fact," She began stepping toward me and placing her hands around my waist, "I would very much like to pick up where we left off."

I felt like howling more than ever at that moment. Her lips quickly reached mine I deepened the kiss. I reached my hands around her waist and pulled her to me. Her hands were now intertwined into my hair, and then…

Knock Knock

"Damn it!" I growled. I straightened my hair and opened the door. "Minerva." The deputy headmistress gave me a death glare as she entered my office. Seeing Hermione she gave her a look of concern.

"I better go." Hermione said. "I'll see you later, professor." I nodded and smiled and she left.

"Was there something you needed Minerva?" I asked sitting down at my desk.

"I got a visit from madam Pomfrey this morning." The deputy headmistress' hands were on her hips and she was giving me a very disapproving, parental glare.

"Oh?"

"A hickey, Remus? Really?"

I sighed. This really wasn't any of her business why was she sticking her nose in. "Minerva, Hermione's and my personal lives are not your concern."

"It is when the school nurse comes to me worried that one of our star students may be going down a destructive path."

"I'm a destructive path, am I?" She was starting to turn my mood from annoyed to angry.

"That is not what I meant. I'm simply saying that she has a bright future ahead of her and I would hate for it to be…interrupted."

I laughed. I knew exactly what she was referring to. "This is not funny, Remus."

"Minerva. I am not a teenager, and Hermione is wise beyond her years. If we come to that point in our relationship, I can assure you the necessary precautions will be taken." My speech seemed to ease her slightly, although I could still tell she was uneasy about the situation. "Minerva, why can't you just be happy for us?"

"She is too young for you Remus."

"She is perfect for me, and I for her, despite our age. Besides Minerva, you know as well as I do that we will probably live into our second century. If you think about it that way twenty years is not that large of a gap."

Thankfully she didn't have a response to that and simply sighed and left. However, I feared I had not heard the last from Minerva McGonagall on the subject.

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