Chapter 5

*6 hours later*

I was laying under the covers of my bed while hearing Luna breathing in her sleep on the other side of the room. I tried everything I could to sleep but it just wasn't working. I sighed deciding that going down stairs and reading in the kitchen wouldn't do anyone any harm. I thought about going to put my pajama pants on over my boy shorts but I decided against it, it was 3 o'clock in the morning and I highly doubted anyone was a wake. I pull a huge shirt on over my tank top and walked down the creaking stairs.

As I walked to the door I heard the sound of some breathing. I almost walked back upstairs, scared of who would catch me in my short shorts but I figured it was probably just Hermione or Ginny. I walked in and noticed who it was. Remus. He was reading.

You guys sure do think a lot alike…

'No. Really? I hadn't noticed.' I thought sarcastically to myself.

Smart ass.

'Like-wise'

He looked up at me an smiled.

"Uh…I don't want to disturb you…I think I'll just go back up-"

"No…it's okay, you don't have to. I guess we have to talk to each other sooner or later." he offered. I nodded. I walked to the chair across from him.

"Would you like some hot chocolate?" He asked. I thought…

"Sure." I smiled and sat watching him as he quickly made the brew. I hadn't realized he didn't have a shirt on. He was even more attractive half-naked. He was extremely fit. No hard-core, gross muscle but it was still there. The perfect mix. He was tall and lanky. My typical attraction.

'Bad' I scolded myself. My conscience didn't answer me this time at least. I noticed the scares around his back and arms. They were close to what Jack's were.

He turned around and noticed me staring. He smirked. It basically mad my heart stop and then pound again as I realized he could probably hear how my heart was beating.

You like him.

'Nope. I like to look at him' I thought as he sat my drink in front of me. Then he sat down. We sat there and looked at each other for a second. I decided to be brave.

"Look, I'm super sorry about this. I should've just stay in Salem, then you wouldn't be stuck in a marriage with me and you could keep dating that Nymphadora woman." I said this very guiltily.

He chuckled. "I wasn't dating Nymphadora, nor do I want to…and as for you could have stay in Salem. No, you couldn't. Besides I doubt that the marriage will be that bad for me. You're the one who's going to be tortured." He spoke in all seriousness.

"No. I had the choice, I could've given into Jack…made life a hell of a lot easier for everyone else…besides, trust me you're definitely the one whose going to suffer." I laughed at the last bit.

"You had a choice to stay with someone you weren't completely in love with who controlled you or come marry a man much older than you. Oh yeah, that was really a choice. You weren't going to win either way. And how do you figure I'm going to suffer. I'm the one who gets to marry a pretty girl." he said. That was sweet. I smiled and blushed a bit.

"Ha. No, you were the better choice. From what I heard about you from the woman around here you're quite the catch. Besides, I'm not that pretty. You are definitely going to suffer." I smiled.

"How do you figure I'll suffer?" he whispered with a smirk.

"I'm not a child. But I'm definitely immature. I complain tons, and from what I've heard, compared to you…I'm completely inexperienced…" I gulped the last part.

"I doubt you're as immature as you think. You're the one stuck with the werewolf. And the last part…well, that's not something we have to worry about…not yet at least. Do you not understand the teasing you're going to get at school? Both you and Hermione. You'll be married to your teachers."

"You'll learn." I said shaking my head. "Earth to Remus…I'm used to werewolves, it doesn't bother me a bit. And as for the teasing, I've had to deal with that forever, I quickly get over it. Very quickly." his smile wavered.

"It should bother. It really should. I'm not meant for being married."

"Oh. Don't go all Twilight on me." I said standing and leaned against the counter drinking the hot chocolate in my hands.

"Twilight?" He asked he looked a bit confused. I sighed.

"Muggle book. About a human falling in love with a vampire who is afraid to return her feelings for fear of hurting her. He doesn't hurt her once, mind you. Well, okay…until she gets pregnant but technically that was the baby hurting her." I laughed at this. I noticed I drank the contents of the mug and washed it in the sink.

I turned back around and he looked at me. I sighed.

"Look. What I'm trying to say is…if it doesn't bother me, then it shouldn't bother you. I'm fine with who and what you are. Besides, we have no way out of this, therefore we better enjoy it." He looked at my face. He looked as if he was having an inner battle with himself.

"Do you get what I'm saying?" I asked him. My eyes pleading for him to understand.

"Yes. But you realize that what you were trying to avoid by coming here will eventually happen anyways?" he asked walking up to me. This shocked me but I was determined not to show it.

"I thought marking someone doesn't usually happen the first time?" I asked. He smirked and raised and eyebrow handing me the wizard newspaper, the Daily Prophet. He pointed to something and I read it.

3. Couple must consummate once a week, every week. I reread the rule about 4 times before it fully registered. I put the paper behind me and looked up ate him, smirk still on his face.

"I guess you're just going to have to mark me then." I said nonchalantly. His face grew grave.

"Why the hell are you so okay with this?" he looked pissed. I looked at him, braving for what he would do next. He grabbed my hand and held them above my head pushing my arms to rest on the cabinets. He looked into my eyes. We stayed like that he torso pressed against mine, the heat coming off of his body was amazing. My heart was beating hard as I thought for words to say. I knew he could feel my heart because of his damn werewolf senses.

"Because I have to be. I don't need to be depressed, I need to except this and enjoy it. I'm not going to be miserable because you want me to be upset you're a werewolf. You should be ashamed of yourself for assuming I should be." I whispered.

"Eventually, this is going to go bad. I'm preparing myself." He whispered into my ear, pressing harder against me. We stayed like that for a second. He rubbed his hand on my face, leaving a burning sensation. He let go of my arms and walked over to lean against the table and look at me. I fought to catch my breath for a few minures and I walked over to the table and grabbed the book. Before I completely left the room and turned around.

"You'll only lose control if you don't have faith in yourself." I told him before biting my lower lip. "'Night" I whispered and tiptoed up the stairs.