I curled my legs up toward me as I tried to pay attention to the potions book I had brought with me due to the fact that I desperately needed to study for an exam that was scheduled for the following day, but I found that my eyes weren't paying attention to my head and kept listing back to Remus as he worked with Harry to better develop his patronus. It's really not fair that a man can look so sexy while teaching.

I sighed and placed my book down on the table next to me and couldn't help but smile at the look on Harry's face. A few nights before he had found me in the common room and told me that he always looked forward to his private lessons with Professor Lupin - they gave him hope that he really would be able to fight back when it came to the dementors. He had always somehow been able to defeat whatever was in front of him and this was the first time he felt really afraid that he couldn't figure it out on his own.

"There's no shame in asking for help, Harry."

He shrugged his shoulders, "I know that. It just makes me wonder... if I can't handle dementors then what else is there that I can't deal with?"

I had tried to comfort him but I don't think it really took. He wasn't as easy to sooth as he'd used to be when he was younger. Now that he was a teenager I found he was turning slightly more cynical when it came to things like this. Mind you, for a boy who's gone through as much as he has, I'm surprised he wasn't always dressing in black and hating the world.

That's something I've always admired in him. No matter what he bounces back and tries to make the most of it. I've tried to do the same thing but more often than not, I fail.

As I saw the smile spread over his face I hoped that he would never lose that.

"Well done, Harry!" Lupin reached into his pocket and I suspected he had a never-ending stash of chocolate hidden somewhere as he pulled out a piece and handed it to him. "I think that's enough for tonight."

I watched closely as he packed up his things, briefly pausing to wish me goodnight before leaving the two of us alone together. The corners of my mouth turned up as I placed my elbow on the side of the chair, leaning my head on my arm. "You're a very good teacher, you know."

He shook his head and tried to brush me off, "I don't-"

"No, I mean it." He lifted his hand to stop me but I stood up from my chair and walked towards him. "Just take the damn compliment, Remus. You don't give yourself nearly as much credit as you deserve."

He nodded with reluctance and leaned against the wall. "Alright. Thank you."

I reached out, poking him in his chest. "You're not supposed to make it difficult for people to compliment you, you know. You're supposed to graciously accept and say, "why, thank you, very much. How kind of you to say." Not be all like, "ooh, I don't know about that," or give your "bugger off" eyes that you think you hide oh-so-well but in reality they're completely obvious. At least to me."

He laughed and reached out his hand, touching his fingertips to my own. "I'll try to get better at it."

I let go of his hand and moved in closer, placing my hands on his chest. "Good. Because I suspect I'll be complimenting you very often." He gave a little smirk and placed his hands on the sides of my face, connecting his lips with mine. "Will you?"

I kissed the side of his mouth before sticking my tongue out to lick his bottom lip. "Mhm. You're very good at a lot of things, Remus."

His left hand slipped down and it glided over my back, landing on my ass. I let out a moan and moved my own hands down towards his pockets. He pulled me closer so our bodies were flushed together, his kisses becoming more urgent before I pulled away.

He looked dejected as I stepped back and shimmied out of his grasp. "Why'd you stop?"

I smirked as I held my hand up, showing the chocolate I'd grabbed from his pocket. "I just wanted some of this."

"You know you could've just asked me for it."

I giggled and leaned against the table, "I know. But this was more fun." I broke off a piece and stuck it in my mouth before walking back and picked up my potions book. "And anyways, I should really get going."

"Okay."

"Oh come on, don't look so down Remus. You'll see me in class tomorrow... and then later, at that dance. If you're coming, that is."

"I might be."

I bit my lip and started towards the door before turning around and looking back at him. "You'd better be because the dress I bought is just for you."

As I turned the corner towards the great hall I smiled at the sight of Harry struggling to redo his bowtie.

"Come here, Harry. Let me."

He frowned as he saw me and stalked towards where I was standing, his hands at his sides. "Don't look so grouchy, it's not a good look for you." I reached out before undoing his tie, concentrating on making it perfect for him. "You know you should've just gotten Hermione to do this for you or something."

"I thought I could do it myself." He hung his head slightly and it struck me as a strange juxtaposition to his outward appearance. For the first time I noticed that he was no longer shorter than me and was beginning to lose his boyish looks but I wanted to laugh at the pout on his face. I gave his chest a little pat before stepping back. "Don't you look handsome."

He grinned, "thanks. You look really nice, Hannah." He held his arm out and turned, looking at me like he was waiting for something.

"What are you doing?"

He rolled his eyes at me and jutted his elbow out some more. "what does it look like? I'm escorting you inside."

I laughed and bit my lip as I slipped my arm through his. "Such a gentleman."

When we walked through the doors I smiled at the sight. Flitwick had outdone himself once again when it came to the decorations. The large tree in the back was decorated to the hilt with all kinds of baubles and tinsel. Every inch of the hall was touched by Christmas decorations yet somehow it didn't seem like too much. I looked up as a few snowflakes hit my shoulders and grinned. "Looks alright, I suppose."

Harry rolled his eyes at my mock-unimpressed attitude and gave me a little push. "Don't be such a git, Hannah."

I opened my mouth to respond before he left me without a word and walked over to where Hermione and Ron were standing with a group of their friends. A small smile tugged at my lips as I watched the three of them. He was so happy when he was with them and I was so grateful that he had friends like that. I loved that he was loved by someone other than me. He both needed and deserved that.

I heard someone clear their throat behind me and when I turned around I saw an incredibly dapper-looking Percy. "Goodness, Mr. Weasley, aren't you a sight to behold?"

He grinned widely before taking my hand and pulling me to the dance floor. "You look incredible, Hannah." I wrapped my hands around him tightly and smiled into his chest. I sighed, taking comfort in the closeness. Like Ron and Hermione to Harry, Percy was the first real Hogwarts friend that I'd made and I loved him dearly. He'd been there for me every time that I needed him and he never once complained. He was my best friend and confidant and I wasn't sure how I'd have made out without him.

For a while when I was younger I wished that something could happen between the two of us. We got along so well and I loved his family. It would just be so easy. But neither of us ever expressed any interest in the other, and I gave up on that idea a long time ago.

As the song ended I gave him a tight squeeze before leaving him to find his way back to Penelope as I walked over to one of the tables and poured myself a drink. I took a few sips before tapping my fingers on the side of the cup, looking around the room. I frowned when I didn't see Remus anywhere. I'd spent the better part of the afternoon diligently doing my hair and makeup in order to look good for him and I really, really wanted to know if he would think it was worth the effort.

I placed my drink down onto the table and leaned back against the wall, sighing as I closed my eyes for a moment. I felt a body slide in next to mine and I didn't have to open my eyes to see who it was his, the smell of his cologne giving him away.

"I almost thought you wouldn't come." I turned my head and opened my eyes, pleased with the image of the man next to me.

He said nothing and moved from my side, taking a few steps forward, stopping in front of me. "Let me see you."

I stood up straight, feeling slightly awkward under his gaze, hoping that he would approve as my previous confidence in my outfit choice chose to evaporate. I slowly spun around and ran my hands over my dress. "Do you like it?"

I watched closely as he unabashedly raked his eyes over my figure, causing him to take a deep breath. He swallowed, "I do."

"Good. Because I was thinking of you when I bought it." I took a step into him and he surprised me by taking one in as well. I looked around the room, making sure that no eyes were on us before I reached out and brushed my fingertips to his. "Did you want to sit down?"

He nodded and I reached for my drink, taking it with me as I grabbed a seat at the nearest table, my eyes on him as he sat down beside me. It was his turn to look around as his eyes darted throughout the hall, making me giggle. "You do know it's not a crime to sit with a student, right? Relax, Remus. No one's going to think anything of it, I promise."

He calmed at my words and his eyes connected with mine. "You look beautiful, Hannah."

I felt my cheeks begin to blush as I looked down, trying to rid myself of the unwanted rouge. "Thank you." I licked my lips momentarily before stopping, remembering that I was wearing lipstick and I didn't want to lick the colour off of them. "Are you going home for Christmas?"

He shook his head and placed an arm on the table, resting his head in his hand. "No, I'm not. I was planning on staying here. And you?"

"Harry and I are staying. We usually do. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia are quite fond of keeping us here for as long as humanly possible... I don't mind though. It's always better than going home."

He gave a small frown before I waved my hand in front of my face, brushing the sentiment off. "It's fine. I prefer it here, especially if you're staying."

"Do you?"

"Oh yes. Just imagine, with hardly anyone around it will be far easier for us to spend time together. And I don't know about you, but I am in desperate need of at least three, uninterrupted days spent in your bedroom."

He laughed and shifted in his seat. "Three days?"

"Oh, at least. Why? Could you not handle three days?"

He looked around quickly before he leaned forward and I could feel his hot breath on my neck. "If I could, I would keep you in my bed for at least a week, taking you every chance I got."

When he pulled away it took everything in my being not to touch my mouth to his. Hell, it took everything not to straddle him right there in his seat. My desire to keep our relationship a secret for his sake was apparently becoming less important than my desire for having him inside of me.

I abruptly stood up from my seat and he stared at me. "Hannah?"

I looked down at him and while I didn't say anything, I was hoping that the look that I gave him let him know that he needed to follow me in about two minutes.

I stepped out into the hallway and looked around for the nearest classroom. I jogged towards it, which was somewhat difficult due to the fact that I was wearing a new pair of very sexy, but incredibly high heels, making it hard to move any faster than a normal-paced walk. I shook the handle and was relieved to find that the door had been mistakingly left open as I stepped inside and left the door slightly ajar. I leaned against one of the desks and crossed my arms over my chest, tapping a foot on the floor as I very impatiently waited for him.

"Hannah?"

As soon as he entered the room I lunged at him, pushing him against the door, slamming it shut beneath his back. I eagerly pressed my mouth to his and groaned as his hands slipped around my waist. The kiss was far to short as he pulled his head away from my kisses and I stepped back, out of breath.

"Hannah, we can't. There are people right outside the door and as much as I want to..."

His words trailed off as he noticed I had gripped my dress and was currently in the process of pulling it up, revealing my legs to him. "Please, Remus." I continued to pull the fabric of my dress up until it reached the juncture of my thighs and I touched a hand to my most delicate area which was now in his view, and let out a sound at the light touch. "Please, I just need you to touch me."

The way that he looked at me gave me confidence and I turned and leaned over the nearest desk, giving him full view of my backside. He came behind me within a second and he jutted his hips into me, moaning at the sensation. "Please."

He quickly undid his belt and I could hear him pushing his garments down just enough before his hands lovingly roamed over me before he roughly pulled down my panties and thrust himself into me. The position was perfect, and every time he pushed within me I couldn't stop the sounds that would emit from my mouth. His hand came around and rested gently over it, urging me to keep silent as he continued to fuck me over the desk. It was fast and didn't last long but I sighed in relief as I had achieved want my body wanted so badly.

As I looked at him fixing himself up I couldn't help the flutter of my heart or the excitement that came over me at the thought of spending my first Christmas with him. His eyes caught mine and he reached out, touching his hand to my cheek and asked if I was alright."

I leaned into him and kissed his lip before reaching my thumb out, wiping off the lipstick. "With you, I'm more than fine."