Sorry about the wait guys. Had a lot of exams and assessments to prepare for.

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Chapter 5- The Room of Requirement

"How is it that you and Remus are so close after such a short time?" Lily asked one night when we were up in the girls dorms.

"Perhaps because I have been in love with Remus Lupin since my third year." I admitted.

"Yet he married someone else?" she asked confused.

"I never told him. Remember I said that I died in his arms," she nodded, "well that was the last thing I said to him. just three little words that can make or break bonds. I died before he could say anything. I think that he only ever saw me as the little girl that he used to teach. and who can blame him for not wanting to get close to me? I'm the insufferable Gryffindor know-it-all. The only guy that has ever been interested in me was a Bulgarian bonbon that couldn't even say my name properly. I was always destined for loneliness." A lone tear rolled down my cheek at this sudden realisation. Lily just stared at me unsure as to what to say. I rolled over and tried to sleep. After hours of tossing and turning I finally fell into a fitful sleep.

I felt the coolness of the blade as it pierced my arm. It cut through my skin like a knife through butter. I heard Bellatrix's horrifying cackle as she pinned me to the ground. The coldness of the marble floor underneath me sent shivers down my spine. A bloodcurdling scream escaped my lips as she dug the knife in. After what felt like a million years the blade left my skin. "There we go. I constant reminder of what you are you filthy little mudblood." she cackled. Then my body was set on fire as every nerve ending seemed to burst into flames as my body spasmed and was overwrought with pain. My screaming echoed in the darkened hall in Malfoy Manor, it sounded as though someone else was incurring the same fate as me.

I woke up to a bloodcurdling scream, eventually realising that it was my own. I shot up in bed covered in a thin sheet of sweat as tears rolled down my cheeks. The moonlight lit up the room bouncing of the outline of a worried Lily. "Fuck this," I swore before throwing off my covers, grabbing my wand and running out of the room down the stairs to the common room. I heard a faint "Hermione" but ignored it as I burst through the portrait and out into the corridors of Hogwarts. Corridors, stairs and portraits passed in a blur as I raced through the school up to the seventh floor. Finding the familiar wall I began to pace in the darkness. 'I need a place to hide something.' I repeated in my head. After pacing three times the door began to appear. I pushed the door open and ran inside. The door closed behind me. "Lumos." My wand lit up making it easier to see the maze that I was encased in. I roamed the room looking for anything familiar from last time, eventually coming across the pile of chairs that the diadem had been thrown into when duelling with Malfoy. On a nearby table was a wooden box. A swarm of butterflies took up camp in my stomach as I reached for the lid. The wood felt cold beneath my fingers as I lifted the lid to reveal the lost diadem of Rowena Ravenclaw. It was as pretty as I remember. I picked up the box, closing the lid, before leaving the Room of Requirement. I came barrelling out of the door only to collide with an invisible wall. I heard a very male grunt before falling to the floor dropping my wand and the box on the floor. When I was finally able to stand up I called out, "Come out from under there. I know you've got the cloak on." There was a shimmer before a half naked Remus was revealed. His eyes raked over my body with an unknown expression that I didn't understand until I looked down at myself. I was wearing a black silk and lace nightdress with thin straps and came to mid-thigh that didn't leave much to the imagination. "What are you doing here?" I asked bringing his attention to my face. A faint pink glow appeared on his cheeks.

"Lily came running in saying that you'd ran off in such a state. I had to see if you were alright."

"I'm fine. I got what I needed." He looked confused.

"What made you run off in the middle of the night for an old, wooden box?"

"I had a nightmare. And it's not the box itself, it's what's inside the box." He pulled me into his arms.

"You want to talk about it?" My arms wrapped around his waist as I rested my head on his chest.

"I was reliving being tortured by Bellatrix." He kissed the top of my head.

"You're safe now. I won't let anything happen to you. I'd rather die first." I lifted my head off of his chest and looked into his addictive butterscotch eyes. I moved onto my tiptoes and slowly pressed my lips onto his. At first he was hesitant and didn't respond, but it felt like heaven when his soft lips began to move against mine in a very sensual kiss. My hands slowly moved from around his waist and slid up his chest before finding anchorage in his hair pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. I felt his large hands spread around the base of my back pulling me closer. This didn't seem to be the best venues for such activities, but as I was about to pull away and tell him I saw the door to the Room of Requirement begin to appear again. I pride myself away from Remus and stepped out of his arms, wanting to immediately return after seeing the look of rejection on his face. I picked up the box and my wand before handing the cloak to him, which had evidently dropped to the floor during our make-out session, before grabbing his free hand and dragging him to the door which opened for us. The interior was amazing. Dark red covered the walls and carpet with a maroon loveseat in front of a roaring open fire. Off to the left side of the room was a king-size four poster bed in mahogany with a red silk comforter. "What is this place?" he asked from behind me. I closed the door and it disappeared. He was so adorable when he was confused.

"This is the Room of Requirement. Also known as the 'come and go room'. It equips itself for the user's needs."

"But it isn't on the map?"

"I know. It's because it only shows itself when someone has a real need for it. Like when we set up the DA." I said whilst moving to the loveseat. He followed and dropped down next to me.

"DA?"

"Dumbledore's Army. We set it up in our fifth year to learn how to fight. The Ministry was meddling at Hogwarts and weren't allowing us to practice spells." The confusion had finally been removed from his face before he raised an eyebrow.

"But what had you running here in the middle of the night?" I picked up the box placed at my feet.

"For this." I lifted the lid and pulled out the diadem. It glistened in the light of the fire. Realisation dawn across his face.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"The lost diadem of Rowena Ravenclaw. Helena stole it from her mother. When she died a boy offered to destroy it but he turned it into a horcrux. Tom Riddle defiled it with dark magic."

"You've had so much to deal with in your life."

"I wouldn't have had it any other way. Harry and Ron were like brothers to me."

"Yet you weren't in love with either of them after spending so much time with them?"

"At one point I thought something might have happened between me and Ron but it was too weird for us. Plus I was in love with someone else. Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time cane be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest person who walks on this earth is the one who finds true love?" As this was being said our faces moved closer together and our eyes locked onto each others."

"I do." He said before capturing my lips with his own smoother warm ones. His right hand wound around the back of my neck pulling me closer as his fingers tangled in my untameable mane. I moaned at the contact causing him to wrap his free arm around my waist and pulled my body flush against his own. I gasped as his warm hand found its way to my thigh, lifting my leg over so that I straddled him. This gasp allowed him to slide his slippery tongue into my mouth to battle with mine for dominance. His other hand slid from behind my neck slowly down my body leaving a trail of fire in its wake. It hooked around my other thigh and in one swift motion he had picked me up and stood up, wrapping my legs around his waist. With our lips still connected he carried me across the room to the bed. I felt the coolness of the silk on my back as he lay me down and climbed on top of me. I moaned as his lips left a trails of kisses under my chin and jaw up to where he nibbled on my ear lobe. His lips ghosted over my neck as they lowered to the valley between my breasts. His hands skimmed over my skin as they caressed my sides. He wound his fingers around the straps of my nightdress and pulled them down off of my shoulders and slid them down my arms. When he reached my elbows the front of my dress began to lower. His kisses returned to my mouth before silently asking permission. I nodded and he slid the dress down further revealing inch after inch of creamy skin. The silk running over my breasts was so arousing as the feather-light touch caused my nipples to harden. When my creamy mounds were revealed he took one peak into his warm mouth causing me to moan his name. I felt a delicious wetness at the apex of my thighs. He inhaled deeply then a wolfish grin spread across his face causing me to groan. As his lips paid close attention to my heaving chest his hands continued to push my nightdress down until it was bunched at my waist. I bucked my hips allowing him to slide it past and down my legs. His hands grabbed my buttocks pulling my hips to his where I felt his hard member brush against my bundle of nerves causing me to moan again. His lips left a trail of kisses up my neck to my ear as I wrapped my legs around his pyjama clad waist.

"So so beautiful." he whispered in my ear before nibbling on my neck. His right hand caressed my hip before cupping my aching centre. My hips bucked against his warmth. His fingers slid down my silk folds before pausing at my dripping entrance. I called out his name as he probed me with his index finger. My walls contracted around him as his finger thrusted in and out again and again. His rhythm increased and pushed me over the edge into a pool of ecstasy. I barely registered him removing his pyjama bottoms and muttering a contraceptive charm before thrusting into me. His member broke through my innocence causing me to gasp at the sharp pain between my legs. However after a few more thrusts the pain was long forgotten. I dragged my nails down his back eliciting a groan as he bit my neck arousing me further. I wrapped my legs around his waist allowing me to take him deeper. He reached the spot and repeatedly hit it as his manhood pounded into my body so fully. My walls clamped down as my orgasm struck, milking his length. I exploded in his arms in such pure bliss. I had waited for that moment since my third year. His body collapsed on top of mine as he tried to calmed down his fast breathing. He lifted his head off my shoulder and looked into my eyes. "I have to go." he muttered before he scrambled off of my body, threw on his pyjama bottoms, grabbed the cloak and ran out of the room. I lay on the bed dazedly looking at the door that he had just vanished through. That was when I felt the first warm, salty tear fall. And it definitely wasn't the last as I cried myself to sleep.

I hope it was worth the wait guys =]