Chapter IX
A few days had past, September was almost finishes before Hermione and Keller were finally backed on speaking terms after their little row. No one at first understood as to why they weren't talking to each other. It was even a mystery to the Marauders after Hermione came back down and apologize to James who was being tended by his girlfriend but said it was all right, that he still had his arm attached luckily and asked what happened.
"I don't know why but it seem your cousin freaked out when I touch her, almost thinking I was going to harm her or something? I never seen someone react that way before? Did she, well I don't know, did something happen to her, like someone try to…"
Everyone took what James was implying as they looked to Hermione and she shook her head and told them she hadn't a clue, saying it must have been stress. She hadn't been so sure but they seem to take this while Peter was shaking over it for a time as if afraid that Keller might come down and attack them and were a bit more conscious around her as if leaving her alone for tonight would be best.
Even Hermione thought so as she had never seen her cousin look so frighten or terrified before and knew they had to stick together if they had to go through it. But she would let her go out and cool down and then figure out why she was acting like this. She waited in the common room for her to return but she never did and soon went up to bed herself, wondering where she was right now and hoping she was ok. She would talk to her the time she got back. I just hope she'll be able to talk to me after she blew up like that…
Hermione woke up the next morning and went downstairs to see Keller sitting in one of the chairs in the common room. She was staring at the sizzling flames in the fireplace, almost as if trying to see something within the dying embers. She was about to go over and say hello but Keller moved from her spot quickly and left before she had a chance to say anything. The portrait slammed shut just as James, Sirius and Peter had been coming down to see her storm out.
"Wow, she can certainly hold a grudge..." Sirius said noticing how Keller for one-second glance at her cousin before leaving the room as Hermione stood there, unable to understand why she was acting like this.
Give it a few days then she'll be calm down, a few days might get her to talk later when she wasn't like this.
Monday thru Thursday during the classes they had, Keller had change drastically and not just her appearance, which freaked her out during the few times she saw her. She seem to lost a bit of weight which went unnoticeable at first and that she sometimes wasn't in the Great Hall for breakfast and lunch but barely ate anything at dinner. She could see the half-sunken cheekbones and the way her skin pulled across her skin, turning from white alabaster to a sickly waxy ashen complexion, looking like a grinning death head which scared her a bit.
Her eyes were empty and drawn, heavy with dark circles from lack of sleep and fatigue, using concealment charms to hide her tiredness while she moved like a shadow and ignore everyone and unless someone bump into her by accident, she give a dark cold glare and they would back away, freaking and telling their friends that they seen the way her eyes glowed black and she snarled at them.
Everyone didn't know what was wrong and wonder why she hadn't gone to the hospital wing, she paid them no heed with their talk or the way some looked her way as she walked down the hall with her lips pursed and muttering to herself something.
She neglect them including Hermione who was always trying to approach her, to try and at least apologize and find out what was the matter, whether she said it to her face or mind, whichever one work but didn't succeed as she hoped.
She would look beyond not really seeing her at all just staring off with a far off gaze that didn't seem to recognize her cousin or anyone, which was frightening and watch her pass by and worked on her assignments quietly and Hermione always noticed something off with her during class.
In history for example, with Binns everyone would be bored to death but Keller would be frowning throughout the whole lesson and scribbling something that wasn't even notes while in DADA with Ms. Valerious, who was introduced to the two girls, perked her a little, placing a fake mask on like all the other classes before slipping it away in secret as she only took down her notes and listens as the professor talked about certain dark and dangerous magic.
She was constantly disappearing off and on and Hermione had no clue as to where she gone off to even after they return from their nightly hunt and return with her already gone back to the castle. It was almost as if she was hiding something from her that she didn't want to reveal it just yet. She sometimes wanted to go and confront her and demand what was going on.
Was it because of what she said? She knew she hadn't meant to but the words had come out of her mouth before she had a chance to think and she had been so pissed at her from that whole incident.
The marauders were noticing how Keller was always turning her back to everyone and become quiet, looking to the fireplace, or sitting by the windowsill or upstairs in the room without being in the presence of company. They tried asking Sonja what was wrong and why Keller was ignoring her as if she might know what it was when they saw her staring outside the window without looking at them, her face without the charm and people could see the tiredness but didn't dare try to blink into sleeping as she kept her eyes opened and alert.
"To tell you guys the truth, I don't know myself…" That was all she could say before everyone tried to see if they could help. Lily had tried to ask Keller when she didn't say anything. James and the others used jokes on her to see if she laugh or scream or whatever but didn't even bat an eyelash with their comical pranks. Even Hermione tried to get her to fall asleep by slipping a sleeping draught in some pumpkin juice and let it for her nightstand that night and found it emptied the following morning but no Keller in bed. She looked and found half the house asleep then, somehow mixing everyone's drink with a droplet of her own.
It wasn't too long before Hermione thought all hope was lost, did things settle back. She was working on her Ancient Runes with Remus and finished hers and notice that he was halfway through and she decided to give him a hand.
"I just don't understand how Gebo can be both good and bad as it means 'Sacrifice' and 'gift'." He said pointing out to the symbol that showed a large 'X' symbolizing the meaning. Hermione shrugged. "I think in most of the wizard world's views, that the sacrifice was an actually gift, not always material like but advice or wisdom and that the gods would rain them with gifts for the sacrifice."
"I suppose so…" He said, still not thinking sacrifice was that great of a gift depending on who was to be the 'sacrifice' as the gift? Hermione was helping him before she heard Keller calling her name through their mind link.
Mione, we need to talk, meet me outside by the Fat lady in ten minutes, it's very urgent that we should discuss in the matter of privacy.
Hermione looked behind her to watch Keller getting up from her seat on the windowsill, placing a book she had been doodling in the least half hour inside her bag and head out to the painting.
She wasn't sure what it was but she did after a said ten minutes pass and said she needed to stretch her legs a bit and placed all her books into her bag and went out towards the painting. She made it out of the room with no one the wiser and the Fat Lady closing the entrance as she saw Keller leaning against the wall before getting up and grabbed her hand, "Don't ask questions yet, I'll answer when we get there, follow me."
And they went and headed off to the seventh floor, Hermione seeing where this was going as they saw opposite tapestry showing Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls to dance the ballet. Keller let go of her hand and started walking three times across the blank room after she had seen no one else on the floor beside them of course.
Hermione could hear her thoughts as she said them loud and clear for the room to change: We need a place to speak in private so no one may hear us. Let no one see what where we are. Let us into a place where I may be calm…
A large door appeared and Keller moved forward and beckon Hermione as she flung it open and step in, followed by her seconds later and closing the door behind. Hermione thought she had entered a forest when she saw the walls that were painted thick with black and green texture to represent the trees and scenery. She saw she was standing inside a large bedroom with a bed with forest green covers and black and green pillows, there was a small wolf plush with dark black-blue fur and shiny blue eyes and a large silver spike collar hung around its tiny throat. A wooden desk laid to one side with a few books sitting on top of it along with a laptop, similar to the one she had before back in the old crumbling apartment.
DVDs and video games were lying scattered next to a TV with a PS2 sitting by. There were posters of Evanescence, Hawthorne Height and many other bands plastered and pictures sketched hanging on the walls. Hermione stared with awed and curiosity while Keller looked at it with something more like melancholy and lost reminisce.
"Wow Keller, this room is, well I can't exactly say or believe why you thought of this one but…" She was gazing at the mural above the bed, seeing how it was almost to look like the night sky and the forest below with the stars and the moon shone fiercely.
"Well this happened to been my old room if you would like to call it. Please have a seat wherever you want and feel free to look around as much as you like." Hermione startled at the empty tone she used and sarcastic remark at the bitter end of her sentence.
Keller turn away not wanting to see her shock while thinking why she did, why she had to pick this place out of all others. But she knew the real reason why, she had missed this place so much.
She headed straight to her bed, flopping down and laying her head in the pillows, smelling the lavender and spring rain, the one she was use to waking up every morning before her parents did back home. Blue the wolf doll she loved to cuddle when she was young, how she missed feeling the tiny toy clutch in her arms and smelling the sweet scent it had.
She inhaled the scent again before sitting up and pulling off her robe to reveal the school uniform underneath, wearing the boys' dark pants, her sleeve rolled up and three buttons open to reveal the black undershirt.
Hermione couldn't help but noticed the white gauze bandaged around her left bicep and wondered how she got that as she hadn't seen it before. Then again, her cousin never did told her the reason she ignored her until now.
She took a seat on the chair next to the desk as Keller looked around the room once more before she began to talk in a soft mild tone. "Look Mione, I'm sorry that for the last couple weeks and that I have been ignoring you, and have been practically bitchy…"
She had to resist rolling her eyes at her. Gee you think. Keller gave her a look, "Do you want me to continue or not?" She snapped before she tried to calm down again, apologizing for her ruddy behavior.
"Anyways most of my anger was not on you, well not really anyways but by mentioning his name kind of made me snap and send me off. Don't ask why, I don't even know it and you're going to think its bullshit but I don't care. And well the other half, here is going to be difficult to explain, so I'll try to make it simple and easy." She looked down at her hands before looking up again, knowing what she might say might freak her at the end but had to start off somewhere. "How's your time of the month?"
"What?" Did Keller just ask…what the hell was so important about that? She knew that any time soon she was due but she didn't see what this had to do with why she had brought them here, "Um, I think it's fine though I hadn't got it yet but will be soon, why do you want to know exactly?"
Keller turn to the wall where a calendar hung posted with the charts of the planets and lunar moon from Astronomy class and point to the 28th of September.
"Because our menstrual period resolves around the full moons, like when the night tide and the oceans or whatever and it's like that ok for the flow to come strong during those cycles and what's worse, we give off a strong scent that allows any hormonal male with lycan or vampire genes to sense this and well you know, in other words its mating season on a once a month monthly bases and we have two weeks before it starts."
If it wasn't the fact they were in the room of requirements and under a silence charm, somebody could have heard Hermione's yell at the top of her lungs, roaring directly at her cousin.
"WHAT! And you're telling me this now!" She stood up quickly, knocking the chair over as she stared at her cousin in disbelief, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Ok so maybe it was definitely something she should have thought about as she and Keller were both hybrids of lycan-vampires and their kinds were suppose to go into the whole mating business, well most likely for lycans which in was more for her case.
Great, not only I'm a half vampire-lycan hybrid but I find myself in a position where I'm going be in need to mate cause I'm happen to be lycan from my own father's side! Just my bloody ruddy luck!
Keller didn't seem to take any notice or care about this reaction coming off her as she said in four short words, "Because I was busy."
This time she couldn't hold it in as she exploded, "Busy, busy with what! What could have made you so busy to ignore me these last few days and not tell me about this and at least give me a heads up and help plan something." Keller walked over toward the desk and pulled one of the drawers open and took something out from it, holding it between her thumb and forefinger and she looked closer at it, examining what it was.
A tiny bottle that held some clear liquid with a white label, reading 'Enzyme'.
"This, I was working on the serum to help us." She handed the bottle to her and started explaining, "The lycans back in our time used this to temporize the Change from progressing just like silver can do while poisoning them in their normal guise but I didn't think you wanted to take that big of a risk, sticking silver or UV bullets in your body, trust me it's a bitch. I didn't have much left when we came here and had to find some substantial ingredients as it wasn't easy to due to let's just say I had some difficulties in obtaining them and don't want to discuss it and had to keep it secret from you, seeing you would have probably tried and stop me or asked to come."
I'll say I'd probably do both if that's what had happened to your arm. She figured judging by the bandage around Keller's arm, seeing the noticeable discoloration of her skin and how she sense the smell of acid burning in her flesh and seem to sap away her strength.
Keller saw where she was staring and rubbing her arm mild consciously, "Yeah like I said, I had some difficulties and kind of got attacked and we may be Hybrid of both species but silver and UV bullet are still lethal one way or another, rendering us weak and take a lot out of you if you don't remove it quickly. I couldn't exactly go to the wing unless I wanted to start explaining what I've been doing and risked everything."
She touch her arm cautiously, wincing as she recalled how much of a bitch it had been for the last few hours to remove the bullet with intense concentration to expel from her flesh and rid the rest of the toxin, leaving her almost depleted of blood as she had to suck it right out before it could do further damage just like one would have to do to suck poison from a snake bite.
She had felt slightly dizzy before having gone out cold for the rest of the day in and then later waking up to get back to the dorms, feeling a little better but still too weak to move but had to not let anyone know.
There had been some traces left and that had been in her through the day so far, giving her what she had to feel less friendly to people in her case before rushing back here to rid it.
"Listen to me Mione, if I could have asked for your help I would have but this was toxic and well I already removed the rest this morning and once I get some fresh blood in my body I will be good as new. The most important thing to know right now is I had been able to make the serum. I'm not so sure if it will work though, could likely but with our blood I'm not certain, as it has never yet been tested on a hybrid before and we'll have to see happens by the full moon."
Hermione wasn't too sure with the stake as high at the thought of using some semi-antidote would work on them but had to agree with Keller as they needed to try and see if it works for their sakes.
But there was one thing she was curious about on that was ebbing in the back of her mind right now. She knew Professor Lupin back from their time. That he was always pale and sick looking before the full moon approach and wonder if the same would happen to them, drawing anyone's attention about the three of them.
Keller sighed and ran a hand through her midnight black hair, "No you won't be feeling under the weather, instead you'll feel, oh what is the word I'm looking for…horny! That's it, best way to put it. You will have uncontrollable hormones and want to copulate and since you're more lycan to rut so that's what will probable happened, same as me, only I have more vampire genes and know ways to control my animal-like instincts. It'll be ok I promise when the week of the full moon arrives I'll help you in any way I can."
"Ok…" Hermione was more than concern about how she was going to handle being horny and wanted a lycan, Remus maybe to be her mate. It was going to be a long two weeks.
The first one past by fast as she and Keller pact up and everyone saw the old at least normal Keller again and without a second thought over its loss, no strain unwanted thoughts as she and Keller discuss more in the privacy of the Room of Requirement.
They talk of how the serum would possible work and the results that might become. The best suggestion so far to one was that they would not be able to change for a few hours but still have the capabilities, strength and speed but their scent would probably drop down notches and leave them not as hormonal as before.
Hermione would have wanted to know more, studying the notes and ingredients to learn more on what she could. But Keller prefer to rest and have something to eat to gain back her weight, lost from her daily skipping of her food. Sometimes she watch some movies or play a video game or two and sometimes challenge her at two versus and she oblige, feeling she needed a break herself.
Hermione's favorite had been the DDR which Keller had gotten the two dance pads, thinking of an extra to use as they played from beginner to standard. Hermione saw that Keller's moves were graceful and wondered if she had practice this before she called it quits and laid back to sleep and left Hermione to do what else she wanted in the room with her.
When the second week came around was when it happened.
Hermione awoke with a slight jolt, her body covered in sweat and uncontrollable growing hotter by the minute. She looked to where Keller was and tried calling out to her.
Keller, Keller! Keller stir, her face almost back to a normal complexion, the dark marks disappearing, turned around and saw Hermione with the blankets wrap around her chest as if covering her modesty and realize what it was as she smelled the heat coming off her.
By the Elder, she sat up and beckoned her to her side and shut the curtains, already the silence spell up and calming her down as possible.
The dream she recalled vividly in her mind and remembered running through a forest.
She had first thought herself to be a wolf or still human, she wasn't sure but she could almost feel it was real, feel the soft earth under her feet, smelling the night foliage and evening rain. The moon had look so beautiful, all round and glowing. And then saw on the cliff, a wolf, but it changed to a man and jump off and landing on all fours like a feline and move to go after her. She had run, not because she was afraid but to see him prove he was worthy to become her mate.
Each time she ran, the man edge closer and she turn in a different direction he follow. Finally when she became too tired, he caught her from behind and held her down. She wanted badly to see his face but it was already nuzzling her neck, smelling her hair, her sweat, and most importantly her scent.
The man gave a throaty growl within the shell of her ear and she could feel a slight shiver go down her spine as the man's tongue lap at her warm skin, licking every inch of her and placing soft bite marks around her shoulder. His body over her as he position himself over her entrance from behind and she could feel the tension rising as she felt him just inches away from plunging in. She was about to turn her head to look but he bit down hard on her shoulder at the same time he thrust in.
She pulled her head back and howl, her body becoming tight as he entirely sheaths his member inside her. For a moment he stay there until he move inside out of her, in and out, making her body rock with him at the same speed and tension he was driving out. When he took one last plunge and spilled his hot seeds inside her, he pulled out and moved away and Hermione turned around to stare at her mate.
His hair fell down his shoulders, long and unruly and pale in the moonlight, his eyes glowing amber. His body and face covered with marks and scars but all she could do was stared into that face of his. He looked at her and then to the sky giving a long baleful howl and soon she join him.
Keller smooth the sweat soak curls off her forehead, feeling Hermione pant as if she was experiencing the whole ordeal again. "It's ok Mione, it's only the beginning. In a few more days, we'll test the serum and see if you're ok."
I hope so…Hermione thought as she relax under the cover and lay in the embrace of Keller as they slept. She felt strangely different inside but still couldn't help but think of the man in her dream and of him thrusting in her like that, feeling his body touching her, his hand warm and caressing her bare skin, his lips, oh how they seem to make her become wet even now as she recall those tangible kisses.
Merlin's beard, the man in her dream, he looked exactly like Remus…
Remus wasn't having a good dream, he knew because he was living through it right now, even though he knew this wasn't real but felt it was as he was being dragged to a room somewhere with two strong people taking him by the manacles around his wrists.
W-where are they taking me? He wondered confused as they soon step into some crypt-like dungeon where they had him cuffed and shackled to the floor.
What's going on? He tested the chains, feeling the resistance hold him down but feeling like that of a peasant who was going to go through the worse punishment experiment to ever face before or even after he had groveled at the feet of the king for mercy. Why is this happening to me? He heard a petrified gasp and looked up to see it was Sonja, a few feet away from him suspend on some torture device like a crucified victim.
Sonja! What had they done to her!
Her brown hair was a tangle mess and matted around her face, her eyes staring to him where she had been crying, her cheeks stain red mixed with her tears.
Red tears, that wasn't blood was it? Had they hurt her! He heard something behind and saw that he and Sonja weren't the only prisoners here. Remus had turned his head to see people being shacked up in a cage and his eyes widen as he recognized some of the prisoners behind those bars.
James, Lily, Sirius and Keller were at the front, screaming and yelling as they cried out in pain and fear of what was happening.
What was this? What was bloody going on! Why are we here, what's happening—
Suddenly he felt something hit him, lashing out against his back, again and again, stripping the cloth and hitting over his naked hide. The whip stung but there was something more to it, like they added acid to make his skin burn right off even after it was pulled back to come down once more.
The only thing that could do that to him would be…silver! The whip was made of silver that was it and another anguished cries escaped his lips as the pain became unendurable.
He heard his friends yelling from behind the prison bars and Sonja flailing her chain, screaming, 'Stop it, stop it please!" But it kept coming and when he thought they never end they did and he turned to glare at the one who threw those awful lashes. His eyes widen when he saw who was standing at the other end.
Peter holding the silver vertebrae after his master ordered him to stop.
Peter, Peter his own friend doing this to him! But why! This wasn't making any bloody sense at all!
His body weakening from the sudden depleted loss of blood fell to the floor. He lay there, exhaust and trying to catch his breath as his body was shaking terribly from the painful torture he had to go through. His eyes caught the gaze of the few people around the crypt, everyone wearing skull like masks and dark robes he could see one without a mask with a face like a snake and slit for eyes as he and his men left through the double doors.
What were they planning to do next? Was it really over for now? Thank Merlin. He didn't think he could handle another whipping like that. He had to hope he would live through if he didn't lose all his blood before his body could regenerate. For a second he heard something completely different, like the sound of clockwork gears and wheels moving and the grinding sound from above.
What now, he couldn't move his body but his head and took one look at Sonja's face was enough to answer what was happening. He saw her eyes looking towards him terrified as he looked above them and saw that the ceiling right over her head, a hatch was opening and light came pouring in.
What, what was going on! He was confused but panicking as he had watched the ray of the sun fell on top of Sonja and then to his horror watched what happened.
"NO! NO! NOT THE SUN! NOT ON HER! NO!" He pleaded, renew vigilant strength came as he tried to break free and save her. But the chains held and restrain him and cut into his flesh as he tried but could do nothing. He watched as her pale face slowly burn away, turning black and cracking and smelling like burning flesh, her hair ignited into flames around her, her eyes, oh those eyes were liquefy, her once beautiful brown eyes melting before his sight.
His one love, Sonja was being kill right in front of him, it was all too much for him but he continue to watch as she was literally being burn at the stake like a witch only by the sunlight.
He tried once more in vain to save her but could only cry out her name in a raspy cracked voice, "MIONE!"
His own cry awaking him as he lurch up in bed, his eyes glowing a fierce amber before fading back to their normal blue as he sat in his bed, the sweat-soak sheets plaster to his body and look about him, seeing if he was really back in the world of the awake and not the nightmare of the dungeon.
"That dream, I remember it now, by Merlin's beard I remember." It only happen after he held hands with Sonja back in Divination. He didn't see it before but he did after he went to bed that night. It was so bloody horrifying. He must have forgotten it and only again after when the Full moon was coming closer.
Dear Merlin, the moon, how he hated his transformation, going through the tunnel of the Whomping Willow to the Shrieking Shack and spending his monthly nights biting and scratching himself, just to keep him distract of the thoughts of tearing and tasting human flesh. Luckily his friends were with him at those times in their Animagus forms to keep him company.
But the dream, it felt so real. He reached behind as if to feel the open wounds on his back or feel the sticky blood on them. He felt none but shivered as he touched the areas where they would have lashes on them from the dream.
And all his friends had been there, James, Lily, and Sirius with Keller but Peter, he was the one holding the whips, lashing at him, taunting him cruelly and then somehow helping them kill Sonja. But he called her Mione? What could this mean?
Remus ran a hand through his hair for the fifth time tired and trying hard not to yawn in the professor's presence as McGonagall was explaining about the ways to transfigure an aquatic creature into a land one. He was having a hard time staying awake to know what he had to do but had managed to somehow transfigure the fish not as a bird like he wanted but had wings and was now flying around the room. He had now given new meaning to the term if fish could fly.
"Mr. Lupin, is there a problem?" Remus looked up warily just as the fish land on his head and everyone saved three laughed. "Um sorry McGonagall didn't catch up with my sleep."
"Well I think you better wake up and I want to see better result than this before you go." She point to the fish still on his head and placed it back in the bowl. Remus nodded apologetic as he transfigured the fish into a canary. "I'll go use the facility then Professor." She nodded and he was excused.
The water had to be hot and scalding before Remus had put his hands in there and brought it to his face.
Merlin what was wrong with him? Since that dream he had been feeling like he was being under torture somehow. He felt as if his skull was splitting or something with the wolf in him, howling and scratching to come out, to be released. It was bad that he had the nightmare and tried to get past it, but every time he saw Sonja's face enflamed and dying before him, sleep was the least of his worries.
The mirror became foggy in front of him and his finger touch the glass and traced a string of letters across the surface:
M I O N E.
Then he wiped his hand over it after a moment or two and looked to his reflection where he saw two things. One was that his eyes had turned amber like the wolf and two was Sonja standing by the door. He turned around, expecting to see no one but there she was. Then his eyes had—
He closed them and turned to look down, hoping she hadn't seen them as she walked towards him.
"Remus, Remus, is everything all right?" Hermione came in the bathroom after class was let out and had went to check on him, feeling in a sense that she shouldn't, not knowing why. She had to guess he would be in the bathroom and seeing no one around, came in and found him by the sink. His body was rigid and stiff, his hands holding over the porcelain sink, his head down, and his bangs covering his eyes.
"Remus?" She called again as she approached him, wanted to see if he was all right, ignoring her inner conscious about him being a male werewolf and she a half lycan and close to the whole 'let's mate' thing.
"Remus—"She was pushed against the wall in surprise as Remus held her wrists in his vice grip.
What was going on? She felt his nails biting into her flesh; the bones threaten to be crushed as he held them tightly by their side. She saw his eyes had turn from blue to molten amber and feral as he stared at her, his lips pull back, almost snarling and revealing sharp canine fangs. Before Hermione could try to call out to him again, to snap him out of it, he pressed his lips against hers. Her continuing shock of this cause her to open her mouth allowing Remus the opportunity to thrust his tongue in, tasting her, feeling her against him.
Remus didn't know what he was doing. One minute he was standing by the sink hearing Sonja calling out his name then the next he has her pinned to the wall, kissing her.
You know you wanted to. You wanted to ever since you saw her. The werewolf, the Moony part of him said as he tried to fight him off, to gain back control of his body. No, that's not true!
Oh yes it is and no use it denying it. You can smell it on her, the scent. Her scent that says she wants us, that drives your very core to wanting her as yours. Don't you smell it? Can't you already taste it?
Yes he could smell it; it was wafting off her entire body and the taste from her ruby lips and feeling her against him, drew his arousal more. He wanted to feel her underneath those robes and be inside her and mark her as his and no one else's, to tell others to back off if they dare step over his boundaries of his said marked mate.
YES! YES GIVE IN TO YOUR INSTICNT AND MARK HER AS OURS!
NO I CAN'T! SHE WON'T ACCEPT IT! SHE DOESN'T WANT TH—
YES SHE DOES, CAN'T YOU FEEL IT? CAN'T YOU HEAR HER SHE WANTS THIS! It was true, during the kiss Hermione felt a wild urge surging inside her, telling her to give in to him, she wanted to feel more of his kisses, his touch, and deepen it, causing herself to moan out to him for more. But her other half, her logical one was still lost in the whole process.
What am I doing, this is bloody crazy? We can't be doing this! We can't but I don't want this to end. I need help. I need…Keller!
Keller! Keller! She waited for a moment before she thought, panicking that Keller didn't heard but she did when she heard Keller respond.
Mione what the bloody devil is going on, I'm waiting for you by Charms, wondering what's taking you so long! You told me you were going to be back in a moment--
Keller, listen to me, I'm in the boy's bathroom with Remus and no we're not doing anything so don't jump the gun on me! Get in here and hurry. I think the lycan in Remus is winning!
WHAT! Hang on! I'm on my way; just whatever you do keep distracting him.
Oh yeah sure distracting him, easier said then done as I seem to be doing a pretty bloody damn job with him playing tongue hockey with me!
Finally Remus pulled back, allowing them to breathe and stare into one another's eyes as she had whispered his name through swollen lips. "Remus."
And then in a flash, he pulled one side of her robe and uniform, exposing her bare shoulder and bit hard but not so deep, sinking his teeth into her flesh. She yelped as the razor-sharp teeth bit her but then the pain dull as he let go and pull up the robe to cover the wound. Still staring into her eyes with amber orbs he said in a throaty snarl, "You are mine…"
And if under a spell or by her own lycan instinct than by her conscious, she replied, "I am yours now…" The vows said and before he went to press his lips against her, the door crash open and Remus spun around to see Keller lung at them, pushing him to the ground.
"Mione!" She said as she after she knocked Remus down and checking to see if she was all right, standing still and holding onto the wall for support, "You all right?" She nodded but then Keller smelled the blood and saw the darker part of her robes and pull back to see the already healing wound with the blood staining her shoulder. Keller look from the mark to Remus lying on the floor by their feet then to Hermione again, guessing what must've happened.
"Damn!" She mutter and quickly took her out of there before he woke up with a bump the size of a Quaffle on the back of his noggin and wondering what hit him. He thought at first it was a bludger until he recalled a human blur, a face that shrieked out as it ran into the bathroom after he had…oh dear Merlin no! What had he done!
You only did what you had to do, what you had to do to keep anyone from getting to your intended. Half of his mind said, the werewolf, Moony as Remus went to the sink to look at his reflection, his skin as pale as a ghost and his eyes still glowing amber. His lips looked red as if he had lipstick, only knew better of where it came from and had it dripping down his chin as well. Oh no! He had turn the faucet on and was washing his lips, gargling and spitting it out watching the water turn a pinkish tint before it was all gone down the drain.
You place one of your marks on her, and soon the other two will come when it's time.
WHAT OTHER TWO! I'M NOT GOING TO PLACE ANOTHER FUCKING MARK ON HER AGAIN! NEVER!
Moony laughed coldly. YOU WILL AND SOON WHEN THE MOON IS OUT, HER SCENT WILL CALL TO US AND SHE WILL BE OURS! The werewolf continue to laugh, even as Remus turn his face away from the mirror, listening to the harsh cold bitter laughter of his own reflection back at him.
Keller and Hermione made it back to the common room and up their dorm as Hermione head to the bathroom and remove the clothes and clean up the blood and place another uniform and clean robe on. The mark was healed and gone but she still felt the stinging sensation of it there as if it was a ghost of a shadow on her flesh.
Keller waited outside the bathroom and grab her on the shoulder not bitten when she step out, "What happen? Tell me exactly what bloody happened in there?"
Her eyes were blazing darkly as she demanded to know what had been going on in that bathroom before she came in.
Hermione told her everything, going to find Remus after class and finding him in the bathroom, seeing his eyes amber instead of blue, him pinning her against the wall, the kiss and then the bite on her shoulder.
"Did he say anything? It's very important to know if he said something to you of anything after he bit you. Did he say something?" Keller's grip was enough to make any torture victim scream and beg for mercy but wasn't hard on her after what she experiences. She nodded her head solemnly, "He told me I was his and I said I was."
"You did what! You agreed? Agreed you were his?" Hermione nodded again and Keller let go and then back away and went to stand by the window, muttering, "...not good, this is not fucking good!"
"I'm sorry I didn't know what to think. The kiss, Remus and I, we—"
"I know what you two are, but Hermione dammit how could you do this. This is seriously fucked. He has put you down to be marked by him and only him and won't rest until he marks you two more times until you're his mate!"
"Marks me what? Two more times, isn't one enough and already agree to be his mate? I mean he bit me and I don't think more than one bite is enough for something like that but why would he need to do that."
"Apparently I forgot to explain the courtship rules in lycan society." She went towards her bag and started rummaging around until she pulled out a leather book like the one she had found at the bookstore many weeks ago.
She started to flip through the book, skimming and looking down the lines of some pages and then stop at one. Hermione joined her side and saw a picture of a male lycan on top of a female lycan, rutting like hell. A flush was creeping to her cheeks as she looked down from the picture to where underneath was the title: The Mating Ritual of Lycans.
"…A lycan has to give his chosen mate a mark on the shoulder to show ownership that she belongs to him and only to him, in other words, marking his said territory and telling others to back off. Well now we know where the idea of hickeys came from hmm…." Keller said sarcastically, before continuing down the paragraph.
"The second mark has to be bitten by the thigh, close to the nub that connects to her virginal blood, giving him the only right to take her virtues after she had given her consent to her after their first mark as her intended."
Hermione paled and Keller look to her, "Well you kind of did give him said permission by saying you agree to becoming his mate and should have watched with what you'd said."
"How was I supposed to know that was to happen! You never told me, all you said was that we were going to be horny and I bloody was thank you. Eh never mind, what's the third mark then?" Keller turned the page and read down the line with her eyes and said, "Oh boy…" and closed the book before Hermione could have a chance to read what it said. "Well…the third mark then Keller, what is it…or is it that bad?"
"Well I don't know how you would think, but let me put it this way? With the third mark, you are to consummate after he has given you the second in which the final mark marks both your souls to bond together and belong to one another, for all eternity as mates for life."
Blue Kitsune: Well I hope everyone liked it, and that it was a little long but hey, please read and review!