A/N; I am SO sorry for having neglected you for so long.. Its been almost months since my last update.. In my defense, I had a writers block which causes me to have written nothing but Supernatural fanfics for a long while.. But the block is over now, fortunately. This chapter is proof of that, since I got out of bed at two a.m in the morning to write it.. Rewievs are always welcome!

English is not my first language. I apologize for any mistakes.

Enjoy.

Chapter 5

Remus POV

Remus tried without success to get his rapidly beating heart under control.

She had kissed him. Touched him.

Luna had proven to Remus, that she wanted this, just as much as he did. She had actually encouraged it. The thought of it did not slow down his heart, which now pounded so hard in his chest that he was sure that it was going to crack one of his ribs.

He took a deep breath and tried to think rationally. Tried to look at the downside.

He couldn't do this. She was a student, and no matter how much he wanted.. no.. needed her, he was her teacher, and that meant they couldn't. He should have drawn the line yesterday. He should never have placed himself next to that sleeping angel. He should never have let her kiss him.

He shook his head at no one but himself, as he got out of the bed and started dressing. This was not going to end pleasant for any of them. He knew that. He needed advise.

And he knew exactly where to get it from.

Lunas POV

"Miss Lovegood?"

A concerned voice broke through Lunas bubble of happiness. She looked up into the eyes of Professor McGonnagal.

"Yes?"

"As I said, you will not be joining us in class today. The Headmaster asks to see you." She said, giving her a small scroll of parchment. She took it, not really bothering to open it. Luna just nodded and rose from her seat in the class.

She had been walking around in her own little world all day. Not really hearing what anyone had said to her. Her head was filled with thoughts about yesterday and this morning. They had mostly been about Remus. But there had also been a few about the night before. Luna tried to ignore them and push them far away, making more room for a certain professor.

Luna smiled to herself as she tiptoed down the empty hallways. She was certain that she had never been happier. She approached the gargoyle that, without a password, jumped aside for her. Luna didn't think so much about it. Maybe it just thought it was like the last time. She smiled at it as she walked past it and up the stairs. She knocked the door to the Headmasters door happily and waited patiently.

"Enter" was heard from the other side of the door, and Luna entered the room.

She froze with a hand on the door handle. Besides Dumbledore, there was another man there. Someone Luna didn't recognize. He was old. Not as old as Professor Dumbledore, but he was getting there. The gray hair on his head was short and almost spikey. His eyes were deep brown, almost black and he was smiling kindly at her.

"Ahh Luna." Dumbledore greeted jolly. "This is Professor Damocles Belby. He would like to talk to you."

A suspicious frown appeared on Lunas face as she slowly closed the door after herself.

"Please. Sit down." Dumbledore continued and signaled a chair on the other side of his desk, next to Professor Damocles. Luna did as she was asked, but did not say a word. She refrained from looking at the foreign professor, but she could feel his gaze burn hard on her skin. Luna tried her best to ignore it and focus on Professor Dumbledore in front of her.

"Have you had a pleasant night, Miss Lovegood?" Dumbledore asked.

Luna couldn't help but smile at the memory.

"Yes. Professor Lupin was very kind." She answered and suppressed another goofy smile.

"Good." Professor Dumbledore replied. "Very well, let's get to the point, shall we? Luna.. As said earlier, I have called you up here, because Professor Damocles is very interested in talking with you. Professor Damocles was the one who invented the Wolfsbane potion." Barely had Dumbledore finished his sentence before Professor Damocles said;

"Invented is a powerful word, Albus. I prefer discovered."

Luna couldn't stop herself from looking at him as he talked. She immediately achieved an unwanted eye contact with him, as he was still looking at her. Luna was sure he hadn't looked at Dumbledore since she entered the room. She quickly decided, that she didn't like the way he looked at her. He looked fascinated, but not in a good way. He looked at her as if she was something never been seen before. Something different. Luna swallowed hard, but decided to play it politely.

"How can I help you, Sir?"

"Please, call me Damocles. There is no need for formalities here. I assume I can call you by your first name, too?" Damocles said and smiled kindly at her once again. The suspicious frown returned to Lunas face as she nodded slowly. Why would he, a magician awarded with the Order of Merlin, want to get on a first name basis with her?

"Thank you, Luna." Damocles said. "I am here because I have heard about your.. state, and I would be very honored if you would let me… study you."

Luna raised an eyebrow.

"Study me? With all the respect, Sir, I am not a creature to be studied." Luna said, maybe a little harsher than intended.

Damocles was about to answer, but Professor Dumbledore was faster.

"Miss Lovegood, I assure you that was not what Professor Damocles meant." He said. "As I have mentioned to you once before. It is a rare thing to have someone to survive a transformed werewolf's attack without becoming a werewolf themselves. What Professor Damocles wants is to have a look at the wounds on your back, and study you during the next full moon. I assure you that purpose of this is to get a better insight on the lycanthropy infection."

Now, it was Damocles turn to cut in.

"I know that you are a person, Luna. Don't get me wrong. I have studied werewolves in a very long time; I know that you are humans and I could never dream of classifying you as an inferior being." He reassured her.

Luna was not sure how she felt, being classified in the same box as werewolves, but she could still feel the relief wash in over her. She tried not to show it too much, but still softened her expression. She nodded in acceptance and said;

"Okay. But.. How would studying me help you understand the disease?"

"You have obviously been affected from him hurting you, but you have not yet suffered from a full transformation, and it is unsure if you ever will, but you still get affected from the moon. " Damocles answered. Luna could see the enthusiasm sparkle in his eyes as he continued; "That is in itself is extraordinary, because you shouldn't have gotten the full disease. I must admit, when your Headmaster first described your situation for me, I would have thought that you were like the Wizards that gets bitten by werewolves in their human state. They get some personality features, favors red meat all of the sudden and get scars. Then he described what you went through at the full moon and I realized that I judged it too fast." He leaned back in his chair. "You are a unique case, Luna. You have the characteristics of a true werewolf, but when the full moon comes, you have these... seizures instead of a transformation. By studying your version of the disease and hold it up against a true werewolf's disease, we can find the exact link that makes them transform."

Luna nodded once more. If she could help, she would. Maybe it could even end up with a development of a potion that could surpress the disease.

Luna notices that Damocles seemed to hesitate about something.

"Is there something you would like to say, Damocles?" Luna asked, deciding to prove her trust by using his first name.

"Yes… I was wondering if you would let me look at your wound, Luna." He said, some hesitation still in his voice.

Luna considered it for a while, something that Damocles must have misinterpreted as hesitation as he reassuringly said;

"I promise it will be swift."

"I know you will." Luna answered immediately. She needed for him to know that she would cooperate with him.

Luna stood from her chair and took of her robe. She was wearing muggle clothes underneath. She had tried putting on the school uniform this morning, but it was putting pressure on her back. Something that wasn't pleasant at the moment. Luna turned her back to the two Professors and pulled the back of the top over her head, making the fabric press against her neck, so that she didn't have to take the whole top off and feel like she was stripping.

A fascinated sound was heard from Damocles.

"This is spectacular." He said enthusiastically.

A hand touched her back by one of the wounds and drew across the back, over all four wounds. Even though the touch was light, it still hurt, and before she could stop herself, a deep growl exited her mouth.

"Damocles." It was Dumbledore's warningly voice.

"It is okay Albus. It is a normal reaction. " Damocles answered and withdrew his hand. Luna pulled her top down again and turned around.

"I… I'm sorry. I didn't me-" Luna started, but Damocles stopped her by putting up a hand.

"It is okay Luna. I have never studied a wound were I didn't get hissed or growled at. It's a reflex. It is not something you have control over. It is your defense mechanism sort of speak." He said and returned to his seat. Luna followed his example after putting on her robe again.

"Now, Luna, since you've just been through a full moon, we won't do anything rash. I would very much like to have a deeper conversation with you one day on the following week though. At a time where we aren't under any time pressure." Damocles said and smiled kindly at her once more.

Luna looked puzzled at him.

"Are you going to stay at Hogwarts."

Damocles nodded.

"Albus and I decided that it was a good idea that I stayed for a while." He answered.

Luna nodded in understandment. Before she could respond, Dumbledore cut in;

"And with that, I think that we would have to bid you goodbye, Miss Lovegood. Your next class should start shortly."

Luna would have loved to talk to Damocles some more. She had so many questions. But Luna knew when to stop, and she comforted herself in the fact that he was going to stay, and he wanted to talk to her just as much as she wanted to talk to him.

"Okay Professor."

Luna stood up. The same did Damocles.

"It was an honor meeting you, Luna." He said and shook her hand. She smiled genuinely at him and shook back before she walked out the door.