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A Break	By : Queendonia Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2632 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: A Break

Rating: R

Disclaimer: The characters belong to J.K. Rowling and her Harry Potter universe. Any profits made from this are being donating to the Church of Sexology. Only kidding. There is no such church.

Notes: Gracias a la beta, Harriet! Oh, and this completely ignores the events of HBP, because... that would just be awkward.

�But, sir,� said Hermione, seemingly unable to restrain herself, �we�re not supposed to do werewolves yet, we�re due to start hinkypunks��

-- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Grim Defeat

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�This was supposed to be a professional meeting,� Hermione argued. His lips were sucking lightly at her neck, his hands effortlessly pining her against the wall. Somewhere, in the distance, Hermione was quite sure Mrs Black was yelling obscenities, but she couldn�t bring herself to care.

�Professional?� Remus asked. �Your letter said nothing of the sort. In fact, it said, �Please come fetch me on Friday. Dumbledore has given me permission.��

�Well, he didn�t give me permission for this!� Hermione squeaked. His hands were unbuttoning her shirt. His mouth lowered to find another spot. On her breast. That was pleasant.

Hermione twitched slightly. She hated Sirius�s house, although she supposed he had as well. It was dark and dreary and that stupid portrait of his mother still hung on the wall. But Remus was there, and Remus was nice. Especially in the way that he had his own private room and knew how to do this thing with his fingers.

�Remus,� she whimpered.

Remus grunted. �I know, I know, but patience is a virtue,� he muttered. He undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor. �Nice knickers.�

They had kittens on them. Hermione felt her face heat up. �What I mean to say��here she tried to push him away, but his fingers slipped��Uhn�Remus!�

�Shhh!� he said desperately. �Arthur and Tonks are downstairs.�

Hermione glared. �I have to be back in Hogwarts in an hour! I really meant to get homework done,� she argued. Then there was a moan followed by a sound of indignation.

Remus stopped. He was very much aware of the odd position they found themselves in. He had her against the wall, one hand fighting its way past her underwear, the other trying to balance her, while his mouth was bruising her right nipple.

�Homework?� he said stupidly.

Hermione sniffed. �On werewolves. Some of the questions are tricky and� personal, so I thought I�d ask you.� She took a deep breath and unconsciously rubbed herself against him. �Of course, I didn�t know you were that impatient to see me.�

�Well, no, I�m very happy to see you, of course. I don�t want you to think it�s only about the�� Remus stopped suddenly, noticing that Hermione had wriggled out of his grasp and was kneeling on the floor, giving his jeans a calculated look. �Hermione?� he asked carefully. �I know it�s nice to be thankful for everything, but you don�t have to actually go around pray�OH!�

Hermione was unbuttoning his jeans, muttering something about how boys were so thick no matter how old they are. Of course, Remus mused slightly, he didn�t suppose she meant thick in that way.

�Er, I know you haven�t done this before�at least, I hope you haven�t�so, no biting, please? I don�t care what you might have read; it�s not very pleasant for me,� said Remus, grumpily noticing that his tone had taken the same one he used years ago to teach his first lesson.

�No teeth,� muttered Hermione. She had completely rid him of any clothes, but was looking slightly nervous. �Ok, right.�

�You don�t have to do this,� Remus said softly, placing one hand on her head. �I completely understand the��

She tried. She took one tentative lick, decided it wasn�t going to kill her, and put all those late night gossiping tips to use.

Not, of course, that she gossiped, but sometimes it was smart to pick up on things.

Remus let out of a sound that could have either meant he was enjoying it or he was dying. Possibly both.

�Oh god, Hermione,� he moaned.

She grinned. There was something positively uplifting about having a man go absolutely animalistic because of you. Hermione found it very much; like having a hot cup of chocolate on a rainy day.

Her hands explored a little, touching, tugging, caressing. She took mental notes about how each movement and spot accepted him. You never did stop learning.

Remus, on the other hand, had, possibly for the first time since they had met, lost control, and was holding onto her head for dear life, grunting and moaning, telling her how much he loved her and asking what, for goodness� sake, this had to do with her homework.

And then he came and Hermione was aware that it was sticky, in her mouth, and, �Not bad,� she mused, �but I think it�s nothing like an ice-cream.�

Remus laughed and kneeled to kiss her. �I love you, you know that?�

�Well, you could constantly remind me, I don�t mind,� Hermione said, kissing him back.

There was a sudden knock on the door. �Remus,� Tonks called, �we�re about to have dinner. You�re welcome to invite Hermione if you like.� The amused malice in her voice was obvious.

�Er,� said Hermione, blushing.

�We�ll be right there!� Remus called back nervously.

Hermione punched him.

�Well, what did you want me to say?� Remus asked. He didn�t look sorry.

Hermione shook her head. �I have to get back to Hogwarts anyway,� she said. �Um, when should we�I mean, for the homework. Seriously.�

Remus grinned. �I�ll come visit on Monday. For homework. Seriously.�

Hermione looked around. �I�m happy about us,� she whispered, taking out the portkey with which Dumbledore had provided her.

Remus stared at her until she disappeared. �How long has anything I�ve been happy about lasted?� he asked himself.
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