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Love Lies Bleeding	By : chrmisha Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3826 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 3: Awaken My Love

Remus had not been the only person Hermione was writing to. Her and Sirius had been exchanging letters over the summer discussing Harry�s upcoming birthday and Hermione�s next visit. Remus was attending to some completely non-dangerous Order business, Remus had assured her several times, and would be returning on Friday. Hermione was expected to arrive the following Monday.

On Friday morning, Harry met Hermione at the London train station. Together, they did some last minute grocery shopping for the all out dinner Hermione intended to surprise Remus with that evening. But when they arrived back at 12 Grimmauld Place, Sirius has a deflated look on his face.

�This just came,� Sirius said, handing Hermione the letter.

Sirius,

Everything is going as expected. I just received an owl from Albus asking me to look into a few more things before I leave. I expect it will be quite late when I return.

Remus

P.S. I�m fine, you don�t need to worry. You don�t need to wait up for me either. Get some sleep. I�ll see you in the morning.

Hermione had to laugh at the postscript. Sirius had been a nervous wreck since Remus�s return and was very protective of him. She knew that Remus appreciated it, but it was beginning to wear on him as well; he had told Hermione so in his letters.

�Well, I guess we�ll just have to save that scrumptious dinner for tomorrow.�

Sirius looked wounded.

Hermione rolled her eyes, �Don�t worry, Sirius, I�ll still cook something good for you and Harry tonight. It will keep my mind off things.�

Dinner was a relatively quiet affair. Harry had already taken and passed his Apparation test last Christmas. Sirius had taught him how to Apparate the previous summer, just in case he ever needed to. She was still nervous about it though, and Sirius found it his duty to tease her mercilessly about it.

Hermione curled up on the couch by the fire with a book while Sirius seemed to busy himself doing odd jobs around the house. Harry had long since gone to bed, shaking his head at both of them, �You guys, he�ll be fine. Get some sleep.� But no one had paid him any attention.

It was almost 1 am when Hermione felt a hand on her shoulder, shaking her awake.

�Hermione, go to bed.�

She opened one eye; it was Sirius. She moaned for him to leave her alone.

�I�ll wait up for him. I can�t sleep anyway.�

Hermione looked at him, a pained expression on her face.

Sirius laughed. �Go sleep in his bed, that way you�ll know as soon as he gets home.�

�You don�t think he�ll mind?� she asked groggily.

�Well, I can�t speak for Remus, but I know how I hate it when I find a beautiful woman curled up in my bed.�

Hermione giggled and scampered up the stairs, thanking Sirius as she went. Crawling under the covers she buried her head in Remus�s pillows, deeply inhaling his wondrous scent as she drifted back to sleep.

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It was almost 3:30 am when Remus Apparated outside of 12 Grimmauld Place. Concentrating on the address, the house appeared, seeming to squeeze itself in a space that couldn�t possible be large enough for a whole house to fit in. He was not surprised to find Sirius waiting up for him.

�Couldn�t sleep,� Sirius muttered, rubbing his eyes.

�I can see that.�

�Have fun,� Sirius said with a wry smile as he headed up the stairs.

�Huh?� Remus said, but Sirius was already gone. He must be half asleep, Remus thought to himself.

Remus climbed the stairs and found his way to the bathroom in the dark corridor. Taking a quick shower, he reviewed the events of the last couple of days. Dumbledore would be pleased with what he�d learned. Still, Dumbledore would have to wait until morning; Remus was exhausted and the thought of writing a report yet tonight was the furthest thing from his mind. He opened the door to his room and flung his wet towel over a nearby chair. And then he froze. Slowly, in the complete darkness of his room, a smile crept across his face. He�d know that scent anywhere; suddenly he knew exactly what Sirius had been referring to.

He crawled softly into bed so as not to wake her. She was curled up on her side, so sweet and innocent. He wrapped his body around hers, pulling her against him and inhaling her sweet scent. He couldn�t imagine coming home to a better surprise than this.

Hermione awoke with a start as she realized she was draped over somebody. Not just anybody, Remus. The sun was already lighting up the room. Somehow, he�d managed not to wake her when he came to bed. He was laying on his back, one arm underneath her, wrapped around her shoulder. Taking inventory of herself, she realized she was lying half on her side, half on top of him; her head was on his shoulder, her arm draped over his chest, and her leg draped over� something quite firm. Oh. She blushed, looking up at his face; he was still sound asleep. She smiled mischievously; the temptation was just too great.

Tentatively, she ran her hand across his chest, feeling the soft hair under the palm of her hand. She worked her way down to his abdomen and felt his muscles quiver beneath her touch. Gaining courage, she closed her eyes as she ventured further down that path, tracing the faint line of hair that stretched below his bellybutton. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized there was nothing in her way��he was naked. Emboldened by this discovery, she reached for him, shyly at first, but then more boldly, wrapping her fingers around him as her heart raced. His arousal sent waves or warmth through her body.

Lost in her reverie, she startled when he cleared his throat. She felt the heat rise in her cheeks as she looked up at him.

�Good morning.� His smile made her blush even more.

�I� ah� you were� well� I felt��

He wasn�t helping any with that twinkling look in his eyes. �Yes?� he asked.

She buried her head in his chest and giggled.

�Please, don�t let me interrupt you, I�ll just pretend I�m sleeping.� With that, he clasped his hands behind his head and closed his eyes, sighing contently.

Overcome with embarrassment, she hesitated. Why was she feeling so shy? They had been intimate the previous summer, but they hadn�t had the opportunity since then, except through letters. She felt like she was rediscovering his body all over again. She found his deep, steady breathing erotic and that tingling sensation between her legs increased. She could feel herself becoming wetter as she slid her fingers up and down his erection, pausing only to explore its exquisite contours. Why had she never allowed herself this pleasure before? It was so intricate, so detailed, and so firm.

Suddenly, just touching it wasn�t enough. She wanted more, she wanted to see it, to smell it, to taste it. That thought had never occurred to her before, but suddenly, it became an undeniable urge. Kissing his chest, she worked her way down to his abdomen, pausing as she felt him tremble beneath her. Moving more slowly, her lips traveled lower and lower. She was so near him now. And then, she was there. Kissing him gently at first, exploring the surface, tasting every inch of him. But soon even that wasn�t enough. She wanted more. She wanted him inside of her, all of him. Kissing her way back to the tip of his penis, she slipped him inside her mouth, feeling him slide along her tongue. She felt him inhale sharply, and then a low-pitched moan escaped from somewhere deep within him as his hands caressed her back. The more she kissed him, the more she wanted him, all of him. With one hand still gripped firmly around the base of him, she slid him easily in and out between her warm, wet lips, caressing him with her tongue, taking him in deeper and deeper, falling into a steady rhythm as her body arched with his, desire running rampant. The world seemed to spin out of existence as his sighs and moans ignited every cell in her body. Her breathing increased with his, reaching a feverish pitch. She could feel him losing himself in her.

�Hermione,� he whispered, pulling at her robes.

She had the sense that he was trying to pull her away for some reason, but she had no intention of stopping. She picked up the pace, pulling him in even deeper, her tongue wrapping around him intently, loving him, caressing him. She felt his body jerk against hers. He arched his back to meet her, the noises he made only during love making escaping him, as warm jets of fluid tickled the back of her throat. Swallowing effortless, she wanted more, needed more. She held him firmly, kissing him deeply, in perfect sync with him, not wanting the ecstasy to end.

As he lay back on the bed panting, his limbs limp at his sides, she crawled up alongside him and nuzzled into his neck. She could feel his heart racing as he tried to catch his breath.

�Hermione,� he murmured, his voice raspy. He stroked her hair as her soft brown eyes met his gray ones. �That�� was�� incredible,� he managed to mutter between labored breaths.

�I�ve never done that before,� she said modestly, too shy to look at him. I�ve never even thought about doing that before.

�Me neither.�

�Really?� she didn�t know why this surprised her, but it did.

�Really.�

She snuggled closer to him, reveling in the fact that they alone had shared something this special together.

Regaining his breath, he pulled her on top of him, his eyes boring deeply into hers. She could melt under that intimate stare of his. He pulled her to him, his lips capturing hers in deep, passionate kisses. In a matter of minutes, he had undressed her as his hands traveled freely over her ready, naked body. Gently, he laid her on her back, and studied her shapes and curves.

�You are the most beautiful woman I�ve ever met,� he whispered, leaning down to kiss her neck, her shoulder, her chest. Cupping her breast in one hand, he slipped her supple nipple into his mouth, at first teasing it with his tongue, but then sucking it hungrily. She grasped his shoulders, arching her back at his touch, yearning for more. As he released her momentarily, she pulled him to her, kissing him desperately, her body burning for his.

As Remus let go of her lips and kissed his way down to her bellybutton, she thought she might burst with desire. She had never wanted anything so badly in her life. As his lips wandered ever closer, she shuttered. Please, please, kiss me, please. His lips danced gently around her hips, down her legs, to just above her knee, where he repositioned himself between her legs and kissed his way up her inner thigh. Her legs spread wide of their own accord, every nerve of her body screaming in anxious anticipation.

She felt the warmth of his breath upon her, but his lips didn�t touch her. The tips of his fingers glided over her legs, her hips, her stomach, her breasts, sending shivers up and down her spine. He was kissing her softly, everywhere but there. Her body quivered as she felt his warm, moist breath against her. And then, he wrapped his lips around her, pulling her clitoris deep inside his mouth, sucking it ravenously. She inhaled sharply, as he slipped his fingers inside of her, the combination quickly bringing her to the brink. But then he pulled back, leaving her to squirm, her body begging helplessly for more. He nuzzled his face in her fur, his warm breath driving her insane with desire. When his tongue finally met her once again, his lips pulling her back inside the wet warmth of his mouth, it was only a moment before she was screaming out, waves upon waves of ecstasy searing through her body. He didn�t stop this time, he brought her there over and over, until her body couldn�t take it anymore.

She had no idea what time it was when they awoke again, their once sweaty bodies now dry, wrapped haphazardly in the tangled sheets of his bed. As they lay in contented silence, an unsettling thought filtered through her mind. Looking up nervously at Remus, she asked, �Do you think they heard us?�

Remus smiled knowingly, �Not a chance, my dear, I put silencing charms on the room last night.�

His smile was intoxicating. As he reached down to kiss her, she didn�t care if they ever left this bed. Eventually, she thought, Sirius would bring food if they were gone long enough. She settled into Remus�s warm embrace and lost herself in him once more.
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