I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER.

Chapter 17

"I have recently been hearing chatter, Hermione." Remus said, sitting on a desk.

He looked at her solemnly.

Spending almost 4 hours alone with her, renovating yet another room, and not saying anything to her was pure torture.

She looked back at him with a cheeky smile and fire in her eyes, putting her hands on her hips. "And what, dear Remus, is this chatter you have heard?"

"Well, dear Hermione..." he spoke with a low tone, and moving closer behind her.

His mouth was so close to her ear, that she could feel his breath linger down her neck.

"I know about the turner."

Hermione's eyes opened wider in pure horror, she stumbled back away from him. How did he know? She made sure that her meetings were secure and private... but how did Remus know?

Her mind was spiraling out of control, completely forgetting what just happened a few moments ago, when Hermione Granger was suddenly feeling very hot under collar, over Remus being in such close proximity to her.

It had been weeks since she had actually spoken to someone who wasn't professor Mcgonagall or Dumbledore.

Maybe she was just lonely needing company.

Her thoughts froze abruptly, when Remus's voice bought her back to reality.

"Hermione?"

She blinked at him, looking at him suspiciously.

"H..h..how?" She stammered.

He chuckled warmly, scensing her slight distress, "Don't panic Hermione, Dumbledores painting is an absolute blabbermouth."

He quickly held her hand, gently drawing circles with his thumb. The blood rushed to Hermiones cheeks, but Remus carried on.

"I don't think anyone else could do it better than you."

His eyes searched hers, really looking at her, this remarkable young lady, beautiful in body, soul and mind.

A stray curl of her busy locks cascaded down in front of her face. Hermione herself, had hardly even noticed it, before Remus elagantly brushed it away, and tucked it behind her ear.

"I believe that you would be utterly perfect." He breathed, stepping close to Hermione. Her breath had shallowed exponentially and her eyes closed shut.

His fingers brushed the side of her face, and with eyes fluttering open, she was face to face with Remus. Never in all her life, had she ever thought that she would ever want, sweet Remus Lupin to kiss her. But yet it was about to happen.

Suddenly all coherent thought left Hermione Granger's brain as she felt, as soft as a feather, his lips caressing hers.

However it was over before it even began, a loud clatter and clang came from outside of the door, followed by the childish cackling of peeves.

Remus pulled away quickly and rushed through the door, leaving a rather breathless and confused Hermione standing alone in a classroom.

"I love you."

Hermione smiled, still feeling breathless from their most recent bout of frantic love making. She peered through the black curtain and gently pecked Severus on the nose.

" I love you too."

Hermione would never get tired of seeing the pure elation spread across Severus's face, whenever she said those words. It was true, she adored this man to the ends of the very earth.

Both feeling rather boneless, Hermione snuggled up into the warmth of Severus's arms, and fell into a deep slumber.

Voices filled Hermione's head as she entered the world of sleep..."I believe that you would be utterly perfect." His hand brushing against her cheek."Hermione... You really are the brightest witch of your age"His face, his eyes, that gaze which made her stomach clench and her knickers wet.His hot breath teasing her, over a conversation she had never had?His laugh, his lips... against hers.Her lucid self begged for him to open his mouth more, the heat inbetween her legs pulsed uncontrollably in delight.She moaned, and just as she thought that she could feel him opening up to her...

She woke.

A great feeling of dread washed over her. Why was she dreaming over Remus Lupin, she didn't even know if he even made it? However she couldn't think these thoughts, not when she had the love of her life wrapped around her. Although it was just a dream , she felt unfaithful she felt dirty and very confused.

Suddenly she sat bolt up right panting, it took a little while for her to realise that Severus was by her side stroking her hand.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled.

"You have nothing to apologise for," he said inbetween kisses on her neck.

He looked at her with soft sleepy eyes, and kissed her again.

"Would you like to talk about it? I find talking about bad dreams help."

With guilt running amok in her mind, she avoided meeting his eyes.

"Not tonight Severus, maybe one day."

She kissed him on the cheek quickly and lay back down, her eyes plastered on the ceiling.

Severus's body eventually relaxed next to her, "I love you Hermione." He whispered.

Although she was still awake, she didnt hear him, not while her head was going mental, and the same name running over and over again.

Remus Lupin.

AN... So yes I wanted to throw a twist in there! Also thank you to everyone who reads and reviews, I read them all and I am very greatful to everyone! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Loads of love xx