The moment Professor Dumbledore warded the shack, Remus looked to Hermione and inched towards her. Hermione was a little scared as to what was going to happen, but she knew that Remus would never hurt her; at least more than she could handle.

Remus nudged her with his head and she was pushed back slightly. He nudged her again and she ran her fingers through his hair. He growled at her and pushed her a little harder this time. Realization hit her. He wanted her to run. This was the way werewolves mated, much like normal wolves. He had to chase her, to prove his worth to mate with her.

Hermione ran to the other side of the room and instantly Remus was beside her. They kept this up for a while until Hermione was out of breath and exhausted. Remus pushed her down and was soon straddling her waist. Surprisingly, Hermione found herself becoming increasingly aroused and could feel the wetness between her legs. Remus must have caught the scent because the next thing she knew he was growling at her and ripping her clothes off. She was a little startled at first, but then realized he was growling in arousal and frustration.

She lifted her hands up to start unbuttoning his shirt, but he pushed her hands away. She then attempted to pull his head down for a kiss and he pushed her down and turned his head away. He made it clear that he was the dominant one in this relationship and nothing would happen without him initiating it. This was the opposite of Remus; this was Moony. Before she knew what was happening, Remus was between her naked thighs breathing deeply. She couldn't remember Remus taking off the rest of her clothing, but that was the last thing she thought as Remus' tongue slid slowly up her slit, her brain going blank after that. His tongue found her clit and he bit down lightly, causing Hermione to gasp in pleasure and pain. Remus went back to licking her and Hermione could feel the tension in her belly rising. Just as she thought she was going to explode, Remus jerked her around on her hands and knees and entered her roughly from behind.

The feel of him pounding into her from behind was exquisite. She could feel the tension building again. Remus was pounding harder and faster almost if he was possessed. Suddenly she felt him probing at her back entrance. His finger slid into her and she groaned. She knew when he added another finger, then a third. She was doing her best not to scream. The pleasure mixed with the pain was getting overwhelming. He continued to pound into her, despite the continous orgasms she was having. She could hear his breathing speed up and he pulled his fingers out of her arse. He grabbed both of her hips in a bruising grip and pounded into her so hard, she started to move across the floor. Her hands and knees were getting dirty and splintered, but she didn't care; what Remus was doing to her made her forget about all the other pain. Finally, Remus let out a low deep growl and leaned over her and bit down on her shoulder. She felt him pump a few more times into her and then collapse on her back. Hermione fell forward and Remus remained on her back. She carefully rolled over to see Remus had passed out on top of her. Hermione was tired, so she reached for her wand a few feet away and conjured a soft bed and blankets on the floor for them, where they both fell asleep.

Sometime later, Hermione woke up to sounds of footsteps. Thinking that someone was coming to the shack, she turned over to wake Remus only to realize that it was him pacing. She sat up and the sheets fell off of her naked torso. Remus, having heard her sit up, turned and looked at her gorgeous naked form.

"Oh gods, I am so so sorry." Remus fell to his knees and put his head into his hands. "If you never want to talk to me or see me again, I will understand. You even have my permission to curse me if I ever come near you again."

"Remus, stop this nonsense right now. I have nothing to regret about what we just did, other than we didn't do it earlier. I have to say when you let loose, you really know how to pleasure a girl. Why do you hold yourself back?"

"Because if I let the monster out I don't know if I'll be able to reign him in again. I have no control of him when he comes out. I don't want to hurt the ones I love, especially you."

"Do I look hurt to you?"

"No, but you don't understand..."

"Don't you dare but me, Remus John Lupin. Do I look hurt to you? I don't have a mirror, but if I did, I'm pretty sure it would show a female who has just been very thoroughly and deliciously shagged!" Hermione smirked at Remus and then stood up and walked over to him. Bending down beside him she placed her hand on his shoulder. Remus refused to look at her.

"Do you regret making me your mate? Or mating with me?" Hermione waited a few moments for Remus to answer and when he remained silent, she stood and dressed and headed out the door. Just as she got to the door, she turned to him and said, "I thought you should know that I don't regret any of it and would do it all over again a thousand times, but I promise I will leave you alone from now on, so don't worry about me getting in your way." She quietly shut the door and left Remus in the darkening room.

Remus sat there for a while lost in his thoughts. He was thinking over what she had asked him. Did she despise him? Revile him? He was a monster and now he had just proven that by taking her the way he had. He wanted their first time to be special, with romance, music, flowers, everything cliche; not animalistic, rough and loveless. As he played their whole conversation out in his head he realized she was waiting for an answer; he looked up and noticed the room was empty and dark. Her last words came rushing into his brain and he dropped his head onto the floor and slammed his fists into the uneven floorboards. Because of his insecurities and delay to answer her, he probably just lost the best thing to ever come into his life.

Hermione knew that Remus was over-thinking all that had happened. She knew it wasn't his fault and he did tend to be a little too hard on himself. She had learned while dealing with him in the future that it was best to let him brood over a problem for a while, then confront him again. She was going to give him his space, then when she saw he was relaxing, she would pounce. She smiled to herself, she would definitely need Lily's help for this plan to work and maybe even Severus', but only if it was absolutely necessary. She knew she couldn't use James, Sirius or Peter, as they would only let the secret slip to Remus.

Remus made his way back to the dorm and fell onto his bed, ignoring his friends' ribbing of how the night went. He snapped the curtains shut around his bed and when that didn't stop his friends, he placed a silencing spell around it as well. The other three looked at one another and then looked worriedly towards Remus' bed. James decided he would go and talk with Lily the next morning. She and Hermione were best friends, so maybe Hermione had said something to Lily about what had happened.

James had spoken to Lily, who didn't know any more than he did. The rest of the week passed by slowly and before she knew it, it was time for Hermione to meet with Severus. It was also time to put her plan into action. She was tired of seeing Remus depressed. He refused to eat, he barely slept and whenever she entered a room, he would leave. She had invited Lily to come to the session with Severus and the two girls made their way to the secret classroom. Once inside, they found Severus waiting for them. He was a little apprehensive about having two Gryffindors there, but relaxed when Hermione promised him that Lily would say nothing and she could even help.

The three started to practice wandless magic. Lily was also learning from Hermione and seemed to catch onto things fairly quickly. Severus was having some difficulty with a particular spell, but he kept practicing. Finally as they were getting ready to call it an evening, Severus got it. Both Hermione and Lily jumped up and down and gave the Slytherin a hug.

Severus had never been shown affection before and it felt strange to be squished between two females; muggleborns, to be more precise. His parents and all of the students in his house had always flaunted the fact that purebloods were far superior, but these two muggleborns had shown him more human decency than anyone he had ever met before. Not to mention the fact that they were brilliant. The only other person he knew of that came close to matching their intelligence was Narcissa Black and she was in Ravenclaw, where smart people always went. He often wondered why Lily and Hermione weren't sorted into Ravenclaw, but didn't dwell on the thoughts too long. He had agreed to help Hermione win Lupin back, if she needed him. He may have hated Potter and Black, but Lupin had never really taunted him; he didn't stop the taunting either, but Hermione clearly loved him and Severus had grown to love Hermione like a sister. He had siblings that were much older than he was and by the time he started Hogwarts, his brother and sisters were married with kids of their own; in fact a couple of his nieces and nephews were only a couple of years younger than himself. He also learned that for as much as Lily and Hermione studied, they had a wild streak in them. He didn't think it was possible and he didn't know when it happened, but these two girls had become more important to him than his own family and especially his own house. These were the sisters he always wanted. The girls stopped jumping and quickly apologized to Severus for hugging him. They knew he was a very private person and was uncomfortable with shows of emotion. He, however, relished the hug and shocked them when he in turn hugged them and said a genuine, "Thank you."

The two girls made it into the common room before the four boys pounced on them, demanding to know where they had been. Remus could smell something strange on Hermione. It smelled a lot like mens cologne.

"Into wearing mens cologne now?"

"Why yes, do you like it, and it's so cheap, too."

"What do you mean by cheap?"

"Well to achieve this smell, all I have to do is rub up against some random guy, and voila!"

Remus seethed at what Hermione had just told him and at the same time he was heart broken. He would kill the bastard who dared to even look at her.

"Oi, Lily, why do you smell like Hermione?"

"Because I decided to take up the sport of guy rubbing also. Geesh, your a bright one, Potter."

"Lily? I thought we were ok, we haven't fought or anything. I haven't done anything wrong, have I?"

"No, when Hermione and I say we rubbed a guy, it's girl speak for we hugged someone. Hermione went a little too far when she said it was a random guy and we do it all the time. Tonight was the first time, actually and we were just congratulating him on getting a spell he had been having a lot of trouble with. We were proud of him." Lily walked over to James and sat down in his lap. She whispered in his ear, "But I can show you what I do with a guy I know really well and am super proud of."

James shifted in his chair and looked to his friends, then picked Lily up and threw her over his shoulder and said to his friends, "Don't wait up for me!" Everyone laughed at the pair ascending the stairs to the boys dorm.

Sirius laughed nervously and decided he and Peter needed to get a late night snack from down in the kitchens. As he walked out the portrait hole, he winked at Hermione and the back of Remus.

Remus sat in uncomfortable silence before Hermione cleared her throat.

"Are you quite done with your brooding?" Remus nodded his head. "Good, because I for one am getting quite tired of it and so are all of your friends, even though they won't say anything. We are all very worried about you, but everyone knows if we bug you about it, you will just bury further into your shell." Remus listened to Hermione and knew what she was saying was right, but he still felt angry that she was talking to him like a little child. She continued to talk to him about how much his friends loved him and how she did, too. Sirius and Peter came back in time to hear Remus growl at Hermione. Sirius started to make his way to Hermione to help her if she needed it. Peter just stood there, holding all of the food. Before Sirius reached her, Hermione stood up and leaned towards Remus.

"Did you just growl at me? Out of anger?"

"Yes, you're pissing me off!"

"Well how about I piss you off some more?" A loud slap echoed through the common room and Remus' head snapped to the side. Sirius couldn't believe it, Hermione had just slapped Remus. He had only seen Remus this mad a couple of time before and it never turned out good. This time he was honestly scared for Hermione, but she either didn't notice Remus' anger or she didn't care. It turned out to be the latter.

"Don't you dare ever growl at me again, Remus John Lupin, or so help me, I will saw off your dick and nards with a very dull rusty spoon, and don't think I won't. You want to be angry at me fine, but don't you dare growl at me. I am your mate. I deserve your respect, not your contempt." Remus looked dejected and realized that Hermione was absolutely right, but it still bothered him that she smelled like another man, though he decided to keep it to himself.

Hermione sat beside Remus and put her head on his shoulder. She motioned for Peter and Sirius to bring all the food and then she instructed Remus to eat. He refused at first, but when he saw Hermione was not going to back down, he bit into a pumpkin pasty. It tasted so good to his starving stomach and soon he was devouring everything in front of him. Sirius and Peter watched in amazement as Remus ate and at the fact that Remus listened to Hermione and settled down. They both knew he was either whipped, in love, or both.