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Forever and Always	By : cls2256 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 6832 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Remus and Mia spent a good chunk of their morning talking on the porch as the sun rose. She told him all about her lessons with Sirius to learn the animagus transfiguration. He was most impressed by this, as it took Sirius, James and Peter 3 years to learn it, but Mia did it in less than 3 months.
“You are an extraordinary witch, Mia. I hope you realize this.” He had said, making her blush.
They ate left over pasta for breakfast, Remus insisting she eat a large helping. She actually felt hungrier that morning than what had been normal, so she had no problem consuming the giant pile of noodles in front of her. After they cleaned up, she gathered her things to apparate home.
“When can I see you again?” Mia asked, kissing him goodbye.
“What are you doing next weekend?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her.
“I’m working Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday this week, but I can see if I can switch shifts to Friday to get the weekend off?” she said.
“That will work, I’d love for you to stay the weekend if you’d like. Send me an owl with what you can do about your work schedule” He kissed her again before she stepped away.
“Oh, and can you send Sirius an owl? He needs to hear from you.” She said.
“Yes, I’ll do that” he said, running his hand through his hair, realizing he now had to explain himself to Sirius.
Mia blew him a kiss, and then apparated, disappearing with a small pop.
Tuesday rolled around and Mia could hardly focus on selling fancy cheeses to rich muggles. Charlotte, Penelope’s mother agreed to switch Mia’s Saturday shift to Friday, and was very excited to be able to spend the weekend with Remus. Penelope was thrilled to hear that Mia would be heading back to the cottage, agreeing to cover for her in case her mother or father called.
It was a pleasant day at work; Penelope was stocking a shelf of newly imported white wines while Mia ran the cash register and cheese case, counting the ungodly amount of fancy cheeses that Mia could barely pronounce. She had recounted blocks of feta cheese 3 times when the front doorbell chimed, as an unexpected customer walked in. Mia looked up and found to her surprise, Remus standing in the front of the shop. He was dressed in nicer shape clothes than he usually wore, it looks as if his jeans and shirt were new, and his hair had been freshly cut. Mia thought he looked so handsome in muggle clothing, and just as she was about to say hello, Penelope noticed him when she stuck her head around the wine shelf.
“Oh hey professor, or uh…” she had started to stumble on what to call him when Charlotte came out of the back carrying another box of bottles.
“Hello Sir! What can we help you with today?” Charlotte began.
“Mum, this is Professor Lupin, from my defense against the dark arts class last year.” Penelope said, and Charlotte lit up.
“Oh yes, Penelope told us all about you, Professor! She said you were one of her favorite teachers, especially after years of inadequate instructors. Please, please, what can I get you?”
“Pleasure to meet you” Remus said kindly, his blue eyes sparkling at the comment that he was a student’s favorite.
Remus missed teaching tremendously, it had been his favorite job he’d ever had.
“I’m looking for a good wine to pair with steak. What would you suggest?”
Charlotte led him over to the red wines, giving him a vast array of choices to choose from.
“You’ll have to excuse me, Mrs. Clearwater…” he said as Charlotte cut him off.
“Charlotte, please” she said, beaming and eager to assist Penelope’s favorite teacher.
“…Charlotte. I’m not much of a wine connoisseur; I tend to be more of a scotch man myself. Mia, which one is your favorite?”
He turned to smile at Mia behind the register.
“uhm, the 1979 merlot from Napa Valley is excellent. It’s my favorite from that shelf.” She said, her eyes moving to Penelope as she was giving Mia a grin.
Remus grinned at her and then turned back to the wine shelf.
“I’ll take that one then please” He said to Charlotte, who happily wrapped up the bottle and insisted on giving him some cheese samples to go with the wine.
Mia rung him up without saying much, but the sexual tension between them was thick. Charlotte had tottered off to the back, completely oblivious to it, but Penelope was grinning so wide Mia knew the second Remus left she was going to get blasted with questions. Mia could smell a new cologne on him, the scent was intoxicating. Mia believed that Remus had never been so handsome compared to this moment right here. As she slid him his change on the counter, he placed him hand over hers, making her skin feel as if a jolt of electricity ran through her.
“I’ll see you this Friday night?” he asked in a whisper, barely audible. All Mia could do is nod; she was so weak in the knees from his intense gaze. She wanted nothing more than for him to take her on the cheese counter right here and now. He winked at her and took his change and turned to walk out. He gave a friendly nod at Penelope, and exited the store and strolled around the corner. Mia let out a big breath she was holding, and Penelope ran up to her.
“Oh my gosh I can’t believe he came in here, that wine is SO for this weekend, do you know what his plans are??” she whispered excitedly, grabbing Mia’s hands.
“Steak apparently” Mia giggled, her stomach in butterflies from excitement. She wasn’t sure why seeing him had made her so weak in the knees, but regardless, couldn’t wait to see what he had in store for her this weekend.
It was Friday afternoon and Mia closed up the wine shop around 4pm. Remus had sent her an owl the day before asking how she liked her steak cooked, and instructed her to wear something nice. She looked in the mirror of the bathroom of the shop, fussing with her red dress she chose to wear. It was classy, something you would wear to a dinner party, but had a deep v neck that showed off her cleavage nicely. It hung looser than she would like it to around her waist and hips, making her sigh as she looked in the mirror. She really hadn’t paid much attention to her body the past 8 months, however looking at a dress that used to be fitted nicely now hang off her, it was apparent she had lost quite a bit of weight. She had her hair pulled up into a high ponytail, which accentuated her neck well. She fingered her necklace that he gave her as she took a deep breath, butterflies in her stomach over the excitement of seeing him. She grabbed her bag she packed for the weekend and locked up the shop, heading around the corner into the alley to apparate behind the cover of the dumpster. She closed her eyes and felt the uncomfortable tug behind her navel, and pop, she was in front of Remus’ cottage.
She shook off the after feeling of apparating, and walked up to the door and knocked before opening it, shocked to see how nice and tidy the cottage looked. The cottage was still in its ramshackle state, but it looked as if Remus had scrubbed it from top to bottom. There was about 100 candles lit all around, and everything looked like it was in its rightful place. Remus was standing in the living room with a glass of scotch in his hand, dressed in a very handsome suit. She could smell the same new cologne that he was wearing the other day in the shop.
“Wow” she breathed, looking around and at him. “You clean up nice.”
He smiled at her and held out his arm and escorted her into the dining room, pulling out her chair for her. He kissed her cheek as she sat down, making her blush. The table was set already with a vase of roses in the middle, the 1979 Merlot bottle just in front of that. Mia felt a pang of guilt, the suit, the candles, wine, steak; it must’ve all costed a fortune. He had said on multiple occasions he wanted to be able to give her nice things, but she didn’t want him to spend so much when he wasn’t working.
“All this for just for me staying the weekend?” she smiled, pouring herself a glass of wine while Remus was fixing her plate.
“Well, I figured we needed to eat something.” He chuckled, bringing their plates over and sitting next to her.
“Remus, this must’ve costed…” She started but he waved his hand to dismiss her.
“I hadn’t bought any new clothes in 5 years, I was able to afford a few new things.” he said, pouring himself a glass of wine. “I cleaned out gutters for the butcher shop owner in exchange for the steaks, and the wine, well, that I did splurge on.”
She chuckled, relaxing in her chair slightly.
He gave her a small smile “you look beautiful”
She blushed, but was caught off guard when she looked at his plate and saw a piece of basically raw meat, lightly seared on the outside.
“I think you took your steak off too soon” she said crinkling her nose, cutting into hers and feeling relief when she saw it was a perfect medium.
“I like my steaks on the rare side” he said, watching her face twist in disgust.
“That’s bloody disgusting” she snorted, and they both laughed.
“It’s a wolf thing” he shrugged.
Dinner was excellent to Mia’s surprise. She didn’t expect Remus to be that good of a cook, enjoying her food so much she overate to the point of being uncomfortable. This was the first meal in months that didn’t make her sick a few bites into it.
“Where did you learn to cook like that?” she asked.
“I worked as a cook in a few pub kitchens. Working in the kitchen at a little wizard pub in Bristol was my longest running job right after James died. I worked there for 18 months until I couldn’t trade shifts one full moon, so I had to quit. To date that was the longest I was able to hold a position”
Remus’s face fell as he spoke. Mia was quiet for a moment, unsure of what to say.
“Well, dinner was delicious. Thank you.” She said after a moment of silence.
He stood up to take their plates and kissed her on the cheek.
“You want to go for a walk? The lake is pretty at sunset” he called from the kitchen.
“Yes, I need to walk off all this food I ate before we can do anything else” she giggled, walking up behind him and wrapping her arms around him.
He took her hand and led her out the front door that overlooked the bank. She slipped her heels off and walked barefoot long the edge of the lake, holding hands and making casual conversation. It was unseasonably warm this day, the temperature feeling like spring time when it was only the middle of February.
“My dad is stationed in the UK now.” She said, stopping to look across the lake. “My mum is freaking out about it. She says there are whispers that Voldemort is gaining strength, especially after what happened at the quidditch world cup”
“Your mother is probably worried because of what happened when you were little.” Remus said, taking her hand. “Are you happy he will be close?”
“Yeah, I mean, I love my dad. It sucks being half way around the world from him. I know he is probably lonely with Miranda being gone; it’s been almost 5 years since she passed and he’s was alone in Florida since then. Work keeps him busy, but I know it’s hard.”
“You don’t talk about your stepmother much. Did you like her?” Remus asked, taking a seat on the embankment.
Mia sat next to him, and linked her arm with his and rested her head against his shoulder.
“Yes, she was great. When dad worked Miranda used to take me all sorts of places. She took me shopping; she took me to the zoo. I think my mum got jealous sometimes because Miranda always got to be the fun parent.”
Mia felt a lump form in her throat from the memories she shared with her step mother. She normally didn’t talk much about Miranda because she always got emotional; she had grown to love her in the 6 years she had been in Mia’s life, despite being half way around the world. Normally Mia would’ve quit talking when feeling her emotions rise to the surface, but today she actually wanted to keep talking.
“I told her, you know. About being a witch.”
Remus looked at her and raised his brow. “And what did she say?” he asked.
Mia chuckled and wiped a stray tear. “I told her all about Hogwarts and what I was learning when she was in hospice. It was just a day before she fell unconscious. Her eyes lit up when I told her everything, but she told me it was a wonderful story, and it made her feel better to hear my imagination so active.”
“Muggles” he muttered, flashing a smile at her.
She laughed; she knew how ridiculous their world sounded at times.
“As for whispers, I have heard the same thing. I believe Voldemort is trying to restore himself to his former glory. Many do not want to admit that this could be possible again, but I fear it’s headed there.” Remus said, changing the subject. “But, he won’t rise to power in the next few hours, so how about we head back to the cottage and I can show you what else I planned for this evening”
He shot her a devilish grin, and she picked up on what he was suggesting. She winked at him and stood up.
“I’ll race you back. Loser does dishes!” she snickered and took off running towards the cottage.
They ran back, Mia teasing Remus about how slow he was, and that he couldn’t catch her. She was almost up to the cottage when her foot caught a stray branch, tripping her. She scraped up her knees and elbows as she caught herself, rolling on the ground and howling with laughter.
“Are you alright??” he panted as he caught up with her, watching her laughing as her knees and elbows bled.
“I’m fine!” she choked through her cackling.
Her side was cramping from laughing, and Remus couldn’t help but start laughing himself. He took his wand out and healed her scrapes, the both of them trying to get ahold of themselves. When their laughter had reduced, Remus helped her up and she brushed her dress off.
“You shouldn’t’ve helped me up” she said with a sly grin.
“Why not?” he said, giving her a confused look.
“Because, you lose!” she squealed, and bolted towards the door and flung herself into the cottage.
Remus stood there snickering, smiling wider than he had in months. Fuck, I love her.
Mia woke the next morning to the smell of bacon and eggs. She rolled over to see that Remus was already out of bed. Mia was amazed how sound she slept next to him; she hadn’t slept that well in years. She slipped on Remus’ button down shirt and walked to the kitchen. He was standing over the stove, finishing cooking when he turned around and saw her.
“There you are, sleepy head” he chuckled, smiling at her. “I hope you’re hungry.”
After breakfast, Remus had stepped away to use the loo and Mia started the dishes. She got lost in her thoughts so that when she felt Remus’ arms wrap around her she jumped a little. She turned around to face him, slapping him on the arm playfully.
“Don’t scare me like that!” she cried, giggling.
He kissed her then got down on his knees and began going down on her. Mia inhaled sharply at his touch, caught off guard. The sensation made her weak at the knees, barely able to hold herself up as he pleasured her. His tongue was so soft and quick, driving her mad. Her orgasm built up slowly, and she felt like she hung on the edge of her climax for a good minute that when she finally released, the tension was so much that she nearly screamed. Remus stood up and smiled at her, she was leaning on him to keep herself up her legs were so weak from the pleasure. He picked her up, placing her on the counter and running his hands along her thighs. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear.
“Sounds like you enjoyed that” he said in a low gravelly voice.
Mia nodded, she was breathing heavily, still having aftershocks from her orgasm. His hand slid up her shirt and cupped her breast, his thumb running across her nipple. It instantly turned her on again; she began to kiss him, her tongue circling around his as his other thumb was mirroring the first one. She let out a soft moan as their lips pressed together, tangling her hands in his hair. She broke the kiss, pressing her forehead against his.
“Remus, fuck me” she begged, feeling herself soaking wet with desire.
“Not yet” he whispered, his hand running up her inner thigh.
She parted her legs and felt him slip a couple fingers inside her. She threw her head back in pleasure, his thumb circling her clit and fingers hitting the spot that made her shake like when he fingered her for the first time in his office. Mia felt her whole body tense as her muscles clamped down on his fingers, gasping his name as she came again. She was in complete bliss, unable to move or speak from the intensity of her second orgasm. Remus kissed her neck, letting her rest for a minute until he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. He set her down on the bed and fluffed the pillows. He climbed on top of her and kissed her, her hand moving down to his erection that was begging to spring free from his boxers. She began stroking him; he slid his boxers hastily off to give her better access. After a minute, he grabbed himself and pushed into her. He gazed into her hazel eyes as he made love to her, watching the gold flecks dance in the reflection of light coming in through the window. Mia slid her hands up his back and dug her nails into his shoulder blades as she felt the pressure building between her legs. She bit her lip and writhed under him as she came for the 3rd time that morning; He joined her in release just a moment later, giving her a seductive smile as he pulled out and lay next to her.
“I didn’t think this could get any better” she said, breathing heavily.
They both chuckled and he pulled her close.
“I love you Remus Lupin” she said, nuzzling her head into his shoulder.
“I love you too, Amelia Roswell” he whispered in her ear, and kissed her forehead.
“Forever?” she asked as she looked at him with big, glassy eyes.
He took a breath and smiled at her. Her being in his life had been the best thing that had ever happened to him. He loved her, and he never wanted to let her go.
“Forever and always” he said, kissing her gently.
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