Wolfram and Hart's New Guest
By jessebelle
A/N: Yay! I updated, go me. So, here you are; the tooting tutors. Oh well, I thought it was funny.
Toodles,
jessebelle
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"Wow, Hermione, a few days in LA and bam, you're suddenly dancing the night away and talking back. I think Harry and Ron would go into shock. So, tell Uncle Sirius more about this model of yours." And sometimes she wished that the floor would open and swallow her up…
Face flushed, Hermione turned around and to meet her tutors. She could only see one of them. "Hello Sirius."
Sirius Black, escaped convict of Azkaban, godfather to Harry Potter, and Marauder extraordinaire grinned at her embarrassment. Then he got a look at her and his jaw dropped. In the brief time his godson's best friend had been in LA, she had changed. Gone was the gawky looking bookworm, covered up by her baggy school uniform and witches robes. Instead, there was a beautiful young woman.
He hadn't seen her for a year or so, but the changes that had occurred were amazing. Her hair, which he remembered as a bushy mess was now a mane of beautiful, brown curls. She'd obviously hidden her toned body behind her robes and bulky sweaters, which he thought was a shame. He knew the girls at Hogwarts had skirts as part of their uniform, and he wondered how the boys had missed her legs, because he knew his legs, and these were a nice specimen. His godson and the males at Hogwarts were idiots for ignoring her, but he supposed that they were to young to know a true beauty when one came along. Thinking of their age, he was suddenly realized just who it was he was checking out.
"Sirius?" Hermione turned even redder under his gaze. He was studying her intensely and it felt like she was under a microscope. But it gave her a chance to study him. He'd obviously cleaned up since the last time she saw him. Before, he'd still had the haggard appearance from his stay in Azkaban: he'd been cleaned up of course, but his eyes had held sadness, pain, and grief. His appearance hadn't been the first thing on his mind, not getting caught was. But now; it was obvious some major healing had gone on. She supposed it could be attributed to the summer he'd spent taking care of Harry. He now looked like the man in Harry's photos, like the young, prankster with a reputation with the girls, and she could see long. His body was nice, but you could tell he'd suffered a bit from Azkaban; however, it was something to see. His hair was kept long, a lot like Snape's, however, it wasn't greasy and she had a curious urge to run her fingers through it. His eyes were, in her opinion, his best feature. They were a stormy grey that were very easy to get lost in.
At his name, he snapped back to reality. Giving a sheepish smile, he ended Hermione's observation of him and greeted her. "Hello Hermione."
She finally entered the room and gave him a hug, doing so would've been abnormal. He hesitated at first, then reciprocated, putting his arms around her. They were as strong as they looked.
"You look….good."
Sirius smiled, feeling awkward. He released her. "So do you." A polite cough broke the tension and Hermione turned to see……
…Remus Lupin. The graying werewolf smiled warmly at her and held out his arms. Hermione didn't hesitate to run into them. "Remus!" He hugged her tightly. She stayed in his arms, enjoying the familiar comfort of his embrace and the smell she remembered fondly; peppermints, coffee, and a woodsy smell he had that was unique to him. The summer before her sixth year, the trio had each been assigned an order member for protection. Ron had his parent, Harry had gotten a few like Tonks and Kingsley, and Hermione had gotten Remus. He'd stayed with her at her parents' house that summer, and they'd gotten close. He was now the uncle she never had. After they'd gone to Hogwarts, he'd returned with her and stayed on at the school as extra protection. He wasn't the only one there, and even with his werewolf status, it didn't make much difference in the scheme of things. There was a war going on and quite a few people, quite a few order members, had sought sanctuary. Remus had helped tutor students in DADA and he and Hermione had maintained their relationship happily with their weekly tradition of Sunday tea. To Hermione, having him with her in LA was almost as good as Ron and Harry.
"Hello Hermione, it's wonderful to see you again. I was a nervous wreck when they told me everything."
Hermione pulled away and smiled, looking into his amber eyes. "All that matters is now I have my werewolf uncle here to both remind me of home, and help protect me." She saw him blush; he didn't take compliments very well.
"Well, I also come bearing news from Hogwarts. Your friends are going crazy without you and have taken to annoying everyone else in retaliation." He pulled a stack of letters from his jacket. "These are from Ron and Harry. They also told me to tell you they send their love."
Hermione laughed. Then Sirius, giving her a smile handed her a much bigger stack of letters. "And these are from your fellow students, professors, and who knows asking you to do something about it. I think even Snape sent one."
Hermione couldn't help but giggle. Looking through the stack she found a particular letter and her eyes widened. "You're kidding me?" It was from Draco Malfoy."
Remus and Sirius shared looks of amusement. "Nope, they're all authentic. Apparently Slytherins are Harry and Ron's main targets. "
Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed. "My boys." Then she hugged Remus again. "Did I tell you it's good to see you again? Cause I really am."
"What about me?" asked Sirius, pretending to be upset.
Hermione saw him pout and Remus roll his eyes. Grinning, she walked over to the escaped convict, her arms open. "I missed you too Sirius." Then she hugged him. He grinned at Remus over her head as he hugged her back tightly. He was just releasing her when Remus posed a question.
"So what was that all about, in the hallway, with the secretary."
Hermione rolled her eyes in exasperation as she turned around to face her 'uncle.' "That was my cousin, Harmony. And the scene in the hallway was me finally getting one up on her."
Sirius turned her around to see her face, his expression was one of total disbelief. "THAT was your cousin?"
Remus chuckled. "To think just moments ago you were hitting on her.
Hermione fought to control her grin. "Yes, that was my cousin. But personally I think you'd like Cordelia better, she has a few more brain cells then Harmony. Too bad she's in a coma."
Sirius' jaw dropped and his face flushed in embarrassment. Remus smirked then turned to Hermione. "I believe your parents told me about Cordelia, her last name was Chase, right? She lived here in California?"
Hermione turned around, her back to Sirius now. "Yeah."
He nodded, then his expression changed. "So, al that talk of...dancing, it was just to upset your cousin, right?"
Hermione blushed. "Ah, no. Angel took me out to experience LA's night life. We ended up at a very popular club that's hard to get into. Angel didn't dance though, so I danced with the other patrons who happened to mostly be celebrities."
Rems nodded, but his expression was a bit sharper somehow. "And the model you spoke of?"
Hermione looked away and stared at a point over his shoulder. "I might've met someone…"
Sirius grinned, then tired from standing, sat on the desk behind him. The look on Hermione's face showed her disapproval, but she didn't say anything. "Hey, didn't Bill meet someone last night? He went clubbing too. Came home walking on air."
Hermione's interest was peaked. "Bill?"
Remus nodded. "Yes, Bill Weasley, Ron's eldest brother. You've met him, right?"
Hermione nodded in affirmation. "Yeah, summer before fourth year. He was at the Burrow for the Quidditch World Cup. Is he one of my tutors?"
When Remus didn't answer, she turned to Sirius, her back now turned away from the door.
Sirius gave his friend a look, but he recognized the look on his face, so he answered Hermione. "Yes, in charms and ancient runes. He's a curse breaker in-"
"-Egypt, yeah, Ron told me. Well, at least I know he's qualifies. Where is he?"
Sirius shrugged and swung his feet. "I dunno. He said he saw something suspicious, then he took off. I assume he'll be here soon though."
Hermione smiled. "Well then, what'll you and Remus be teaching me?"
Shot another look at his friend, then answered her question with a friendly grin. "I'll be teaching you transfiguration and potions, though Fred and George will stop by time to time to test you. With all the work they do inventing things, they're actually only a year from becoming certified Potion's masters, charms and transfiguration too. Molly's completely shocked. Oh, where was I. Snape also said something about popping in for pop quizzes, so be prepared. Remus will be teaching you Defense Against the Dark Arts, though that was a give in, and I think we'll all help with that. He'll also be teaching you arithmancy. Okay, Remus, I've had it, what's up?"
But before the werewolf answered, not that he showed signs of even hearing Sirius, they heard a commotion outside the door. Hermione had just turned around when the door opened. Her heart nearly stopped when she saw the figure standing there, a smile on his face.
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Author's Note: Oh, I'm cruel aren't I, but at least you got to meet another tutor, our favorite neighborhood werewolf Remus. Yay! I had planned something different for the end, and I was going to show Hermione and Bill Weasley meeting up again, but then I got a totally different idea that I just had to do, hence the cliffie. So, who's standing in the doorway? Tell me who. The more responses I get, the quicker it'll be written. (cough:review:cough) And yes, I know you hate me. Duh, do you get it, I'm evil? I'm a bad, rude, girl. I like the term wicked though. So, review please!
Toodles till next time,
jessebelle