I am so very, very sorry that it's taken so long for me to update.

Please don't hate me. xoxo

I felt a pool of heat on my stomach and I shifted, letting a small moan escape through my lips as I tried to readjust my position on the bed. I felt a pressure in between my thighs and my mind couldn't decipher what sensation was a part of my dreams and what was not. The warmth was rising from the bottom of my stomach and crawling up to my chest. It hovered there and the mattress on both sides of my body sunk slightly.

I turned my head to the side and felt my body begin to awaken when something wet touched the small divot on my skin at the bottom of my neck and in between my collar bone. As my eyes fluttered open I could see his sandy hair and the realization that these feelings were caused by Remus sent a jolt through my core. I bit my bottom lip to stifle a whine when his mouth latched onto the side of my neck and he bit down lightly on the skin, causing it to redden.

I tried to move my hands, my desire to touch him increasing by the second but he had moved quickly and held them above my head as he ground his hips into mine, the feeling of his hardness against me forcing a groan from my mouth. I turned my head and looked up at him, trying to move my body forward to connect our lips together but he was too far away from me. I struggled under his grasp but his strength overpowered mine by a mile and I fell back into the pillows.

He continued to grind against me at a slow and almost torturous pace. "Please, Remus."

He shook his head and moved his mouth near my ear, "no." His hot breath on my skin pulled me out of the remaining haze that continued to linger from my sleep. His mouth danced across my cheek before he finally allowed me to kiss him, the connection illiciting synchronized groans from both of our forms.

He rested his chest against mine and I wrapped my legs around him, hooking my feet together to keep him as close as possible. I was hot, almost too hot and he seemed to get the message when his grip on my hands loosened and he pulled back, his hands sliding up underneath my shirt as I tried to sit up. I lifted my arms as he practically ripped my shirt and bra from me and threw them to the ground.

I sat up on my elbows as his hands fell to the top of my jeans which had grown increasingly uncomfortable during the night. I licked my lips as he popped them open and slowly slid the zipper down. I threw my head back in frustration, "God, please go faster."

He laughed and licked his lips as he roughly pulled my pants and panties down and off of my feet before he came back in between my legs, the feel of skin upon skin pulling one more plea from my lips. "Pleasepleaseplease." His hands gripped the headboard as the tip of his cock breached my body. I squirmed, the sensation almost too much to take without enough preparation but I willed my legs further apart and the pain began to subside, leaving me only with the exquisite feeling that is Remus Lupin inside of me.

It was slow and languid but as we both reached our peaks I couldn't help but feel that this was the best possible way to start my morning. I sighed and felt completely content as I watched him crawl out of bed and reach for his pair of slacks that he had discarded the night before. I usually didn't mean to but a lot of the time I found myself just staring at him. Whether it was out of appreciation or admiration, I wasn't sure, but what I did know was that it was extremely hard for me to take my eyes off of him, something which I knew would become even more of a problem once classes picked up again after the Christmas holidays ended.

My inclinations were certainly not helped by how sexy he is despite the fact that he's completely clueless about it. It's really not fair, having to be subject to hours of his defense lessons and me, having to try so hard not to get out of my seat and blow him in front of my classmates. Somehow I think that wouldn't be proper.

It had been so wonderful to be able to spend most of my time with him. I had worried at first that another one of the professors would take notice that Remus had spent most of his time in his room, but he assured me that they all were well aware that he generally preferred to spend his time alone. It was nice, to have a place where the two of us didn't have to hide the fact that we were together.

"So how is this going to work once everyone comes back for classes? I won't be able to come here as often."

I heard him sigh as he moved across the room and put the kettle on before turning back to me. "I know, I'm not sure how."

I pulled the blanket off of my body and sat up, reaching my arms up over my head and closed my eyes momentarily as I reveled in the stretch. I brushed my hair behind my ear and licked my lips before I reached down for my shirt and jeans before slipping them on. "This has been really nice, Remus... just, you know, not having to really worry about anyone finding us together."

He came towards me and touched his hand lightly on my cheek before connecting our lips together. "It has."

I pulled back when I heard the kettle boil and quickly turned off the small burner before pouring the hot water into two mugs. Having just shy of six months left until I'd be leaving Hogwarts, I had begun wondering what we would do once I was finished with school, although up until this point I had neglected to say anything to him. I wasn't sure what his plans were, whether or not he'd want to stay on as the Defense teacher. And if he did decide to do that, it's not like I'd be able to see him any more than I was now. Hell, I'd have to see him even less than before considering I wouldn't really be able to see him unless it was the weekend.

"Remus..."

"Hmm?"

I sat down on the chair opposite him and took a few sips of my tea before placing my mug onto the coffee table. My eyes fell to my wrist and I glanced at the bracelet he had given me for Christmas. I loved it and I hadn't taken it off all week, even while showering. I thought it was strange just how much getting a present from Remus had meant to me so soon after we starting dating but I tried to brush that aside and not worry about how fast feelings were developing for me.

It usually wasn't like this. Over the past few years I tended to start liking a guy gradually, well, unless you count who I lost my virginity to. His name was Jack and he was in his seventh year when I was in my fifth. We moved fast and I fell hard and we'd only been dating for about a month the first time we slept together. Most of my friends thought that it happened far too soon but at the time I didn't care. We stayed together for most of the school year until everything happened with Harry, Quirrell and Voldemort. I'd become so distracted that I'd spent barely any time with him. I had thought he was being completely selfish but in retrospect I think that the way he felt was completely justified.

I've always had a hard time staying in relationships due to my obsessive need to be there for Harry whenever he was in trouble. It would always start out just great but then something would happen, I'd become distracted, and then I'd forget how to be a proper girlfriend. I think that's part of the reason being with Remus felt like it was going so smoothly - he'd known my parents, known what happened, and because of that, he understood why I felt the way that I did, and why protecting Harry was so very important to me. He didn't question my actions. I didn't feel the need to explain anything because he just got it. He just got me.

Blue eyes fell upon my green and I couldn't stop a smile from appearing on my face. "Nothing. Nevermind."

The next few weeks following the holidays past by quickly. It was mostly uneventful save but for Harry still moping to me about having his broom taken away from him. As I thumbed my necklace once again I felt a pang of guilt for helping keep my brother from what was unmistakably the best gift he had ever received, while I had gotten to keep mine.

Remus had taken a keen interest in it, taking it from me momentarily to exam it himself before he "hmm-ed" and slipped it back around my neck.

"What? Is there something wrong with it?"

He shook his head, "no, I just... nevermind."

When I pressed him for elaboration he simply changed the subject and wouldn't allow me to return back to it. I wanted to make him explain to me what caused the look I had seen in his eyes but it was clear that he was currently unwilling to share it. I reluctantly concluded that he would tell me when he was ready and I just had to be patient.

Of course my friends had wanted to know who I got such beautiful gifts from. I was honest about the necklace, but of course, when it came to the bracelet I had to lie. Instead, I told them that it was something I had decided to treat myself to. I didn't really think that "oh, this? It's just from Professor Lupin. We're fucking, you know, and that's why he got me this" would do as an explanation.

"It's really so pretty. Can I try it on?"

My initial instinct as I looked across the table at Penelope was to say "no" but I couldn't think of a valid reason for it that wouldn't blow my secret. I swallowed and attempted to smile, "okay." As I used my left hand to unclasp it I felt like it wasn't right and that I shouldn't be taking it off and I hoped that my reluctance didn't show as I handed it over to her. Percy, being the gentleman that he is, re-clasped it around her wrist.

As she admired how the metal looked against her skin my eyes flicked to the head table and immediately connected with Remus'. I smiled, genuinely now, and to my chagrin Ashley didn't fail to notice.

"Still pining over him, are we?" She grinned from her place beside me and I glared at her, hoping that she understood my look to mean "killing you now in my head." I gather she managed to figure it out as in response she burst out laughing. "Oh god, Hannah, you are seriously hopeless, you know. You should really set your libido on someone more easily attainable."

I picked up my fork and speared a cooked carrot on my plate before I put it into my mouth. "I hate you." She continued to giggle as she reached out and rubbed her hand against my arm. "Aww, you do not. You love me and you know it."

I grabbed my bracelet back from Penelope and quickly put it back on my wrist, immediately feeling better now that it was back in my possession. I shook my head, "no, I don't think so. I'm pretty sure what I feel for you is intense hatred right now. You are so very, very mean. You're mean like Professor Snape is mean. Your mean-ness on a mean-ness scale is 16 out of 10."

She gasped and tried her best to look hurt at my words but she is really a very terrible actress. "Love you too."

My body jerked awake, forcing me into an upright position. I paused, breathing deeply, attempting to reconcile if the screams I'd heard had come from my dreams or reality. I looked around the room, seeing nothing but the cover of darkness. Whatever it was, no one else had heard it.

I couldn't explain it, but I felt incredibly uneasy as I made up my mind and quietly climbed out of bed, grabbing my wand off my nightstand, careful not to awaken my roommates as I closed the door behind me and made my way to the boys' dormitories, thankful that girls were allowed to come and go as they pleased. I heard shuffling as I climbed up the stairs and around the corner I heard scared mumbles and saw lights flickering on. The door to Harry's room flung open as Ron burst into the hallway. His head darted from side to side before he noticed me. "Hannah! He's here! He had a knife!"

I was knocked back into the stone wall as his terrified body ran into mine for comfort, his hands grasping my arms. "Ron, are you alright? What's going on? Where's Harry?"

"Right here." He reached out and touched a hand to Ron's shoulder, pulling him back from me. "Sirius Black. He was -"

"-trying to kill me! He was standing above me with a knife, I saw him!"

My eyes widened before I quickly moved passed them and into their room. Everything seemed intact, including their other dorm-mates, but for the curtains around Ron's bed. Obvious knife marks had practically destroyed it. I held my hands up, trying to think of the right course of action. "Okay. Okay. Um, stay here for a minute, alright?"

I left the four of them, all sitting together huddled on Harry's bed while I made quick work of checking the surrounding room, making sure that a certain Azkaban escapee wasn't hiding nearby before I went back to their room. I disregarded all questions asked when it came to why I was scouring everyone's rooms in an attempt to alleviate all changes of immense panic in the dormitory. "You four stay together, okay? I'm gonna go find Remus."

Seamus pulled a face. "Remus? Who's - oh. You mean Professor Lupin? Good idea."

My mouth fell open as I realized my mistake but I tried my best to push it aside, hoping that they wouldn't think much of it. "Right. Yes. Sorry. Just, stay here together and make sure no one leaves, okay?" I picked up Harry's wand off his bed and shoved it into his hands. "You know how to use it." Harry looked like he was about to protest me leaving on my own but I ignored him and closed the door behind me before I ran down the stairs and into the common room. I waved my wand and turned the lights on before scanning the perimeter, making sure it was safe before I excited Gryffindor House and entered the hallways. I knew some people might question my choice of who to run to first and ask why McGonagall or Dumbledore weren't the ones to be notified but at that point I didn't care. My instinct told me to run to Remus.

I banged on the door before trying the handle and realized it was unlocked. For a split second I was worried that maybe he hadn't left it unlocked, maybe something bad had happened but then I stepped inside and the sight of his groggy face greeted me as he sat up in his bed. "Hannah?"

I want to say that I wasn't thinking about anything other than telling him about Sirius but I'd be lying if I didn't mention that my first thought was how adorable he looked. His hair was sticking up slightly and he had to squint as he looked at me, the light from the hallway seeping into his bedroom, everything coming together to make my stupid body want nothing more than to climb on top of him and shag him silly. I shook my head, ridding myself of my inconvenient thoughts before I approached him. "Hurry up. Get dressed."

"What-"

I didn't explain at first as I grabbed a pair of plaid pajama pants and a t-shirt, throwing them at his face. "Remus, please. Now."

He did as he was told and followed behind me as he left his room. A hand touched my back and slid down my arm before pulling me to a stop. "What's wrong?"

"Sirius was in Harry's room." I touched my fingers to his mouth to stop him from speaking. "Everyone's fine, don't worry. I checked before I came down here. I didn't see him anywhere in the house but I need you to please go to the boys' dormitories and double check, alright? I'll tell McGonagall and Dumbledore and we'll meet you down there, okay?"

He nodded and gave me a chaste kiss before he jogged down the hallway and into the darkness.

A few hours later I sat down on the windowsill and looked out the window at the sunrise, listening quietly as the Professors talked amongst themselves. A thorough examination of all of the houses had already been completed and by now it was verging on normal waking hours. Sirius Black was no where to be found and every student in the school breathed a sigh of relief at hearing the news. Ron had finally decided to relax, although it did take a calming draught from Madam Pomphrey to do the trick, which is understandable. How often is it that a convicted murderer is the first face that you see when you wake up?

After the search had been done I had gone back into my room in order to make sure my friends were alright. I was greeted with extremely tight hugs and a few admonishments, including a licking to from Percy about how stupid it was for me to leave alone, before I made my way back to Harry's room. When I thought about it he really was right. I might be good at Defense but from what I'd heard about the skills of Sirius Black I wasn't so sure I would've been able to keep up with him if I had run into him.

"Miss Potter."

I pulled my gaze from the sunlight and turned towards Dumbledore. "Yes?"

He leaned down slightly as his eyes bore into mine. Nothing was said for a few moments as he searched my face. I tensed slightly, his action making me wonder just how much he would tell about a person by a single look. He smiled. "Such a bright young girl."

The corners of my mouth turned upwards as I stood up. "Thank you, Professor." I bit my lip and my eyes drifted towards Remus, unable to stop myself before looking him up and down. I unconsciously licked my lips before remembering that Dumbledore was standing right in front of me. I cleared my throat and stepped to the side before I hurriedly said my goodbyes, making an excuse about being hungry in an attempt to get away as fast as possible. Getting caught eyeing up your teacher by the headmaster was really not what I'd wanted to occur.