Amy was laying in her and Remus's bed, wide awake. Remus was lying behind her with his arm draped over her stomach. There was a large window in their bedroom and the curtain was pulled back, bathing the whole room in moonlight.

It was almost the full moon. A week from now she would be laying in bed alone while Moony ran out in the trees behind their apartment with Padfoot and prongs.

Amy wished she could see Moony, but Remus said he was too dangerous and she needed to stay inside while Moony was outside. Amy had asked why, and Remus had said that while he was quiet and gentle, Moony was vicious and bloodthirsty.

Amy's train of thought was interrupted when warm lips brushed against her neck. "I thought you were asleep," she murmured quietly. She felt him smile against her skin. "I could feel you squirming," he said.

"I wasn't squirming," she protested. "I was just . . . thinking."

"Thinking about what?"

She bit her lower lip. "I was thinking about the full moon; it's in a week."

"I thought I was the one that that had to worry about that," he chuckled darkly. "Don't worry about it, okay? It'll be like any other full moon; you'll stay here and I'll go with James and Sirius, and in the morning I'll come back and we'll both be safe and sound for another month."

Amy had a horrible feeling that it was not going to be like any other full moon, but she kept her mouth shut and squirmed closer to him so his bare chest touched her back. She took a deep breath before closing her eyes and willing herself to go back to sleep.

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The full moon came a week later. Amy sat on the couch, camera in hand, thinking about what she was about to do. After about a minute of arguing with herself Amy left the apartment with her camera and headed out into the trees. She found them in a clearing up ahead and kept her distance, making sure to hide far enough away so they wouldn't notice her but close enough to take a picture.

Amy had forgotten that the flash would act as a beacon in the darkness and she regretted pushing the button as soon as the camera's flash lit up the trees around her. Moony's head shot up. His yellow eyes focused on her and he bared his teeth, snarling, with saliva dripping from his massive jaws.

"Crap," she breathed, and then backed away as the huge brown wolf ran towards her. He was knocked aside by Padfoot while prongs knelt down and motioned for her to climb up onto his back. He carried her out of the trees but was knocked down by Moony. Amy fell off the great stag and began scooting away on her back while the huge wolf reared up onto his back paws, ready to crush her when both Padfoot and Prongs slammed into him and drove him back into the trees.

Amy ran back into the apartment, slammed the door shut, locked it and sank down to the floor. She pulled her knees to her chest and buried her face in her arms, crying and shaking uncontrollably. An hour later she wiped her eyes, unlocked the door and went into their room to sleep.

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The next morning Amy knew something was wrong right away when she woke up alone in their bed. She knew something was wrong because he was usually lying right beside her and would kiss her when she woke up.

"Damn, the told him," she muttered, and then went out to the living room to find Remus on the couch. He was only wearing thin pajama bottoms and he was shivering. Amy got a blanket from the hall closet and draped it over him before going back into the bedroom to get dressed and then to the kitchen to make Remus a nice hot cup of his favorite tea. He always felt ill after full moons and never really ate anything, but a cup of tea usually made him feel better.

Amy made the tea and walked back out to the couch where Remus was fully awake and sitting up, his back resting against the cushions. His eyes were closed and he was breathing deeply through his nose, which was a sign that he was upset.

Amy took calm steps over to the couch and gently sat down beside him. "I made you some tea," she said quietly. "It's pineapple, your favorite. I know you prefer sweetener over sugar, but we're out . . . I hope you don't mind, but if you want I can run out to the store real quick and get some . . ." she trailed off.

Remus's hands balled into fists and his knuckles turned while. "How?"

"How what? Remus, are you okay? What am I saying? Of course you're not okay," she muttered.

"How can you sit there, offering me a cup of tea, when last night-last night I almost . . ." His breathing was shallow and heavy and his eyelids were squeezed shut even tighter. Amy put the tea down on the coffee table and the wrapped her arms around Remus.

"I almost hurt you," he wheezed. "I almost killed you."

"Shhh, it's okay, I'm okay. You didn't hurt me."

"It's not okay!" he snapped. "I could've . . ." he swallowed, his mouth feeling suddenly dry. "If Sirius and James hadn't been there, I would've killed you!"

Amy sat back up upon hearing the panic in his voice. She ran a hand through his light brown hair and kissed his cheek. "Yes, you could've killed me, but you didn't, so for Christ's sake, stop worrying about it and drink your damn tea." She grabbed both sides of his face and forced him to look at her. She was taken aback by the fear and anger in his glowing amber eyes, but she held his gaze and said, "I am aware of what happened last night, and I'm also aware that it was entirely my fault. I knew the danger I was putting myself in, all for a picture of you as a wolf."

"Why were you trying to take o picture?"

"I was trying to take a picture because I wanted to see you as a wolf and you were too dangerous to be around me when you were a wolf. I just wanted something so I would remember how beautiful your wolf is and I realize now that it was a very stupid thing to do. It was not. Your. Fault."

"Yes. It. Was. My wolf is not beautiful, it's a bloodthirsty monster. God, I can't believe how stupid I've been! This was never going to work, what was I thinking?!"

Amy looked confused. "Remus, what are you talking about?"

Remus stood up and began pacing back and forth across the living room. "What was I thinking, asking you to move in with me? Everyone knows living with a werewolf is dangerous, and I knew that too, but I still put you at risk and asked you anyway!"

Amy was really confused now. "What are you saying? Remus, you're scaring me, stop talking like that!"

"I never should've asked you to live with me and I never should've asked you to marry me!"

"That's not true!"

Remus stopped pacing and his face paled. "I never should have slept with you!"

Amy's eyes widened; she could feel her temper flaring up. "Why the hell not?" she yelled. "Are you saying that having sex with me was a mistake?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying! Bloody hell, what if-what if I got you pregnant?"

"What's so bad about that? I thought you liked kids!"

Remus ran a hand through his hair. "Listen to me; werewolves are not supposed to breed. It's against the law for us to have children and if a werewolf does have a child, they kill the child and then they either lock the werewolf in Azkaban or kill them!" He choked back a sob and looked at her sadly. "I don't think I could handle it if anything ever happened to you; I don't want to cause you any more pain than I already have."

Amy opened her mouth to protest but Remus turned away. "Get out," he said quietly.

Amy blinked in surprise. "Excuse me?"

"Pack your things and get out; the engagement's off." Without another word Remus grabbed his wand and disapperated. Amy sank to her knees and cried for hours before picking up the phone and dialing her mother's number.

"Mom? Yeah, hi, um, listen . . . c-can I stay with you and dad for a while? Things aren't going so good over here and I need a place to stay until I can find a place of my own. Okay, thanks, I'll be there in a while. Love you too, Mom. Bye."

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Rose opened the door or her and Rupert's house to find her only daughter standing there with three suitcases and a heartbroken expression written across her face. She decided right then and there that if the ever saw Remus Lupin again she'd kill him.

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A/N: God, don't you just wanna smack Remus? I thought that this chapter would make him seem kind of OOC but then I remembered he'd been OOC in DH and stayed OOC throughout the whole damn book.

I know that there weren't any 'kill werewolf babies' laws in the actual series (at least, not that that I know of). Here's my reasoning: the wolfsbane potion was invented in the 1990's, and it was a way to keep werewolves under control. Before that, there was no way to keep them harmless, so if a werewolf passed the werewolf gene to their kids, it would mean there would be more uncontrollable, dangerous wolves running around every full moon. With the wolfsbane potion, the ministry could 'tame' werewolves, so they removed the 'no babies' law because the ministry could control them.

It makes sense in my mind, anyway.