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By the Light of the Moon	By : chrmisha Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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By the Light of the Moon: Chapter 5

It had been almost two weeks since she�d taken him in. Members from the Order had made inquiries to see him, but he�d refused all visitors so far. He couldn�t stand to face any of them. Not after what he�d done. Or tried to do rather. He could barely stand to face himself, much less Amera.

Amera. Her constant presence was both comforting and disconcerting. Even now that he�d recovered enough to walk, bathe on his own, and feed himself, she still insisted on watching over him constantly. And he was still sleeping in her bed with her at his side; albeit clothed now instead of naked. He�d offered to sleep on the couch but she wouldn�t hear of it. Ironic. He�d spent his entire life alone and now he was being held captive by a woman who was much too kind for her own good.

He was laying next to her under the covers, staring up at the ceiling. �You don�t even know me. I could be a serial killer for all you know.�

�But you�re not.� Her voice was soothing and soft in the darkness.

�You don�t know that.�

�I know more than you think.�

�Oh really, just what do you think you know? Physiological functions aside.�

�I know you feel alone in the world. And as much as you hate being alone, you feel you don�t deserve any better.�

His body stilled at her words. All the playfulness vanished from his voice. �Did Sirius tell you that?�

�No, the wolf did.�

�The wolf ?!?� He jerked to look at her.

She had rolled to her side and was propped up on her elbow. She reached out tentatively and ran her hand through his hair, trailing her fingers down his cheek. �You don�t have to be alone, Remus.�

He inhaled sharply at her touch. His heart raced. He couldn�t remember the last time he�d been touched like that by a woman. The soft look in her eyes was disarming. He swallowed, choking on his words, �I didn�t know the wolf could talk.�

The seductive smile that curved across her lips made him squirm beneath the covers. His body was responding to her in ways he wasn�t prepared to deal with at the moment.

�I seem to have an odd gift for communicating with animals.�

He remembered how her eyes had bore into him when he thought the full moon was approaching. Her gaze alone had managed to calm him. The wolf was still near the surface then, and she�d managed to access that part of him, the wolf part, and communicated calming thoughts directly to the wolf. He suddenly realized that the wolf trusted her, implicitly. That had never happened before. The wolf was always leery of humans, never trustful. That realization startled him.

�Is that what this is about? I�m some experiment for you in communicating with animals? � His tone of voice was harsh, accusing. He knew this wasn�t fair. She�d saved his life. But what would a young, beautiful witch want with the likes of him?

To his surprise, her fingers never stilled, continuing their path down his neck, across to his shoulder, to his chest. He closed his eyes, trembling beneath her touch and struggling to keep his breathing even.

�Maybe,� she murmured in a soft, seductive voice, �but not the kind you think.�

He gasped as her lips touched his. Warm, wet, inviting. And then her tongue, finding his, dancing intimately. Stunned, he lay still. Heat spread through his body. He ached to reach out and run his fingers across her soft skin.

Slowly, she pulled back, her eyes locked with his. �I don�t want to be alone either, Remus. And I�ve never cared for humans much. I prefer animals. You�re an interesting mix of both. I think I like it.�

Still catching his breath, his mind in a fog, he muttered, �What�s to like?�

�A lot.� She smiled. �The animal, mixed with the man. The best of both worlds, really.�

He laughed, shaking his head to clear it. �The wolf would tear you to shreds in a heartbeat, Amera. You�re kidding yourself. You�ve only seen the wolf on Wolfsbane. Without it��

The fingers that had been playing with his chest hair splayed on his chest, suddenly still. The look on her face was serious. �There was no Wolfsbane, Remus.�

A wave of terror washed over him. �WHAT? What do you mean? You LET the wolf out without any precautions? Are you crazy?� Remus was sitting up now, fully awake, appalled at this revelation. �I could have KILLED you!� He ran his hands nervously through his hair, his heart racing. He�d expected her to say, But you didn�t, did you? And he was ready to pounce on that idiotic statement.

Instead, she looked away. �You couldn�t take the Wolfsbane because your digestive system was too messed up. It would have been too dangerous to try and inject it. But I was prepared Remus. I used other means.�

�What other means?� His mind was racing. How could she possibly control the wolf?

�Are you sure you want to know?�

�Yes I want to know!�

She met his eyes briefly and took a deep breath. �You have to understand, I couldn�t let the wolf run wild. I was afraid the exertion and stress would kill you Remus.�

He waited, recognizing the mixture of fear and regret in her eyes.

�Dumbledore and I put you in a cage before you transformed. And then I� I tranquilized the wolf.�

�You what? How?�

�With a tranquiller gun and darts. Just enough to keep the wolf calm. And docile. So you wouldn�t hurt yourself.�

�You tranquilized the wolf.� The words rolled off his tongue without his conscious effort, his mind trying to put this new information into some sort of a framework he could understand.

�Sorry. There wasn�t a whole lot of time. It was all I could think of.�

He ran his hands through his hair again. This was a first. �And what did the wolf think of that?�

�At first, he was pretty angry. I could see it in his eyes, I could feel it. He snapped the darts in half with his teeth. And growled of course. When he finally settled down, I looked into his eyes, and we communicated. Not words, exactly, but feelings, sort of. It�s hard to explain. There�s nothing really comparable in humans. It�s much more basic than that.� She paused before continuing. �The tranquilizer only lasts about two hours though. By the time the wolf was ready for the second dose, he started getting agitated, pacing his cage and whining like he was in pain. The second dose went a little better, though he still didn�t really trust me. By the third dose, though, he knew what to expect, and by the fourth dose, he seemed almost relieved when the tranquilizer took effect. As if he didn�t have to suffer and he could just rest.� She smiled slightly. �We came to an understanding, you see, the wolf and I.�

The tentative look in her eyes warmed his heart. He stared at her in awe. �You talked to the wolf.�

She nodded, smiling.

�That�s amazing.� He shook his head, his voice turning somber, �He�d still rip you to shreds if he got the chance.�

�Yes, I know. He can�t help that. That�s his nature.� She shrugged her shoulders and then reached for his chin, turning his face to meet hers, �I don�t intend to give him that chance, Remus.�

His eyes danced under her steady gaze. Was she saying what he thought she was saying? Surely she couldn�t mean� the next full moon� but his thoughts ebbed away as her lips meshed with his. Soft, sweet kisses, not mean to excite, but to reassure. To comfort. To linger. He wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her back onto the bed. Warning bells were going off in his head, but she was too inviting to resist.

�You don�t have to be alone, Remus,� she whispered, her head cradled against his shoulder as they drifted off to sleep.

He couldn�t remember sleeping so soundly in years.
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