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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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Mia had spent the first few days of her holiday doing her school assignments, per Susan’s orders. She was happy to be home with her mother, but was getting a little bored without Penelope, and of course Percy, her favorite person to mock when he and Penelope weren’t paying attention. She also missed Remus; it was harder to be away from him than she thought it would be. Break was only for 2 weeks after all.
Mia, he is your professor. Yes, it’s fun to have him fuck your brains out, but you really think he would want an actual relationship with you? He’s only a couple years younger than mum, once the school year is over he will probably move on the next pretty girl he comes across. He’ll never take you seriously because of your age. This is just fun to him.
Mia felt that her relationship, never put in that many words, was more than just a fun little fling, but she had been beginning to get self-conscious. They had been sleeping together for a couple months now, and she felt herself growing more attracted to him than anyone else she’d been with.
On Christmas Eve, Mia was sitting in her bedroom reading a muggle book her dad had sent her for the holiday, listening to her Walkman cassette player when an unfamiliar owl appeared at the window. Puzzled, she opened the window and let the owl fly in, seeing a small parcel tied to its leg and an envelope in its beak. She took the envelope out of its mouth, and saw it was addressed to her. She opened it slowly, unsure of its contents.
Mia,
I hope this owl finds you well and that you are enjoying your holiday. I was walking past a muggle shop and these made me think of you. I thought the color would suit you well, I hope you will like them.
Merry Christmas
RJL
It took her a second to realize RJL stood for Remus John Lupin, and her heart started to race when the realization sunk in. He sent me a Christmas gift, that’s a good sign, right? The owl snipped its beak at her, reminding her to open the package. She untied the small parcel and tore off the wrapper. Inside was a pair of beautiful garnet and white gold stud earrings, and a matching necklace. They were simple, yet stunning and he was correct. Mia looked fabulous in deep red. He probably spent more money on it than his robe budget, which made her have a pang of guilt that he would want to treat her with such a nice jewelry set. She knew from the reading she had done werewolves had trouble finding steady work, and many lived a hand-to-mouth lifestyle. She gazed at the set for a few moments longer, not believing that Remus actually sent her a Christmas present. The owl snipped its beak impatiently at her again.
“oh, sorry, let me give you a note to return”. Mia grabbed her quill and a piece of parchment and wrote
Remus,
Thank you for the earrings and necklace. You are correct, the color suits me perfectly. Holiday break has been nice so far, but I cannot wait to get back to Hogwarts to show you just how much I love them.
Merry Christmas, Thinking of you
AER
Mia decided to follow suit and sign her note with her initials, which stood for Amelia Evelyn Roswell. She sealed up her letter and gave it to the owl, and it swiftly flew out the window and off into the sky. She questioned if signing ‘thinking of you’ was too much, but it was true, he had been on her mind since the day she returned home.
Remus was pacing around his cottage questioning if sending Mia a Christmas gift was too much. You spent too much on it. She claims she’s ok with what you are, but you’ll scare her away eventually. You always do. You’re dangerous. You’re also her teacher, for god’s sake, and you’ve broken maybe 50 school rules with whatever the hell it is your doing with her. But damn. She is perfect.
His owl returning interrupted his thinking process, but he was delighted to see that it had brought back a letter. He opened it and smiled. She liked the jewelry; he spent a chunk of money on it but wanted to get her something nice.
Remus Lupin lived a simple life. He had a small cottage in the woods on the outskirts of a wizarding suburb in England. His cottage had a cellar, where he would lock himself up and take his Wolfsbane potion, and spend the full moon cycles. He never replenished his closet of clothes much, as when the full moons came around he was having to buy new robes once a month, and decided to just sew them himself to cut down on the cost. He had always had a hard time keeping a stable job, due to the stigma around being a werewolf. He was either demanded to resign from positions, or would quit if someone started to suspect his nature. He was a skilled wizard, but most of the time had to resort to jobs as bar hands or as a laborer because no good job put up with his condition. When James and Lily were alive, they took very good care of him. Between them and Sirius, they took turns making sure he was fed and watching over him during the full moons, especially in periods where he went without work for ages. James had left him a good chunk of money and the cottage when he died. Most of their belongings and money had been left for Harry, but what James was able to leave for him was enough to survive on for the rest of his life, as long as he was very frugal with his money. His walk in a muggle shopping center was not a common one, he had a hell of a time finding a wizarding shop nearby to exchange his galleons into pounds to purchase Mia’s gift. He spent more on the jewelry than his monthly budget allowed for, but he couldn’t help himself.
Susan and Mia spent the New Year holiday in London. They stopped by Penelope’s family’s business before heading to dinner that new year’s eve. Penelope’s parents were muggles, who owned a fine wine and cheese shop where Penelope helped out on breaks and summer holidays.
“Richard, this gruyere cheese is phenomenal!” Susan said to Penelope’s father, sampling the some fancy cheeses while Mia helped Penelope stock some wine. Penelope was telling her all about how her parents expressed to her that they wanted her to take over their business one day.
“Do you want to end up working in the muggle world? Or would you prefer a wizarding world career more?” Mia asked.
“Honestly I’m not sure. I could always open a shop in Godric’s Hollow or Hogsmeade, and run stores in both worlds” she shrugged, climbing down from the ladder she was on to stock the top shelf of Merlot. “My parents are making me take my equivalency exams for my muggle education next year. They said that if I take over the business I need to have them.” she sighed, not looking forward to this.
“Oh me too, Mum and I were talking about it over break. She said I have to stay at home and take these tests, so my dad doesn’t get suspicious when I don’t know things of the muggle world.” Mia said flatly.
“Well, we can study and be miserable together at least!” Penelope linked her arm with Mia’s and they walked back to the front of the store.
“Ah girls, glad your back. I was going to ask you Mia, if it’s alright if the Clearwater’s join us for dinner?” Mia smiled, she enjoyed Penelope’s family and loved spending time with them.
“Yes absolutely!” she said, grinning at Penelope.
“I’ve got to stay here and close up shop. End of the year inventory is stressful time” Richard Clearwater said with a hearty laugh. “But you ladies go out and have fun.”.
The four ladies sat down at a little bistro just a few blocks up from the Clearwater’s wine and cheese shop. It was remarkable how much each daughter looked like their mothers. Charlotte Clearwater was a tall woman, with short curly ashy brown hair that hit just at her jawline. Her eyes were clear blue, just like Penelope’s. They both had a strong jawline, and larger facial features. Susan Roswell was very opposite in appearance. Susan was shorter, just a couple inches taller than Mia, with raven black hair that hit her collarbone. Her petite frame still had curves, just as Mia’s did, but her eyes shone a brilliant emerald green compared to Mia’s hazel. Susan always had a look of intensity about her, which Mia joked to her friends that it was because her mother was indeed, intense. The ladies chatted about the Christmas holiday and the girls’ taking their equivalency tests next year, Charlotte also had a ton of NEWT test questions, and of the wizarding teenagers that Penelope spent her time with.
“How’s this family of Penny’s boyfriend, the Weasleys?” Charlotte asked, in between bites of her pastrami sandwich. “Are they good people?”
“Oh, the best” Susan beamed. “Arthur and Molly, his parents, and I go way back. They are some of the fiercest, most loyal people you will ever meet. Absolutely adore them. A billion kids, but wonderful. They get a bad name in the wizarding world because they are a poor family, but money doesn’t buy happiness.”
Susan raved about the Weasleys for a good ten minutes. Mia had to stifle the eye roll once or twice because she knew her mother would throw the salt shaker at her if she dared throw sass in front of Charlotte. It was a shame that people looked down on the Weasleys for being poor, Mia figured that was probably why Percy acted so pompous half the time. Compensating for discrimination set against his family that got in the way every time someone looked at his flaming red hair.
Mia spent the night at Penelope’s the night before getting back on the train to school. Her family lived just 15 minutes from Kings Cross, so it was rather convenient to say with them. She waited to put her new jewelry from Remus on until she back on the train. She wanted to wear it for the New Year holiday, but she didn’t want her mom asking questions, as she was planning on telling Penelope her mom got them for her. The entire train was buzzing with the rumors that Harry Potter had received a new broomstick for Christmas, but Professor McGonagall had confiscated it, believing it to be from Black and potentially hexed. Mia however, couldn’t get her mind off Remus. She had thought about him all break, and had butterflies in her stomach thinking about seeing him again. He had also promised to teach her the patronus charm when they got back from the holidays, and she was ready to learn this valuable spell.
“those are nice” Percy said when Mia walked back into their train car after changing into her Ravenclaw robes.
“what, my robes?” Mia asked confused.
“no, your earrings” Penelope said laughing. “Christmas gift?”
“oh, yeah, from my mom” Mia said quickly. “what did you get, Percy?”
Percy went on to tell her all about how his mother knits all the kids sweaters every Christmas with the initial on it, and he got another sweater once again. Penelope got some clothes, a muggle stereo system and lots of candy that she would bring to impress her wizarding family friends. She offered some to the whole train car, but she and Mia had stayed up half the night snacking on it, so the thought of eating anything sweet right now make her stomach flip.
“Muggles know how to make candy” she always said.
Mia sat back and stared out the window, putting on her headphones to listen to her Walkman, hoping to drown out Percy's voice, the conversation having shifted to his plans to apply to work at the ministry after graduation.
After arriving at school, Mia unpacked her things and told Penelope she was going to head to the library to get a head start on her upcoming lessons.
“You know how my mum is about me getting my NEWT scores”
She was not lying about her mother’s strictness on grades, but lying about her whereabouts. She was going to see Remus. She scurried up the stairs of his classroom into his office, where he sat, doing some work at his desk.
“Mia- welcome back…” he began, as she shut his office door and sealed it with a locking charm and silencing spell. “What are you do….”
He couldn’t even finish his sentence. Mia had threw her arms around him and kissed him.
“I came to give you your Christmas present” she said as she was unbuckling his belt. She kneeled down in front of him and removed his growing erection from his pants and began to stroke. Remus tried to speak again, but she cut him off.
“Stop talking, Remus” she ordered and took him in her mouth. He gasped and stumbled backward slightly. Holy hell he thought as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation. He ran his hands though her hair, feeling himself grow closer to climax. As he released, Mia swallowed and smiled at him.
“How was that?” she asked, hopeful that she did ok for him.
“Oh my god” he breathed. “That was amazing. How did you learn to do that?” he asked, impressed that a witch of her young age was so skilled at sucking cock.
“That was my first time” she blushed. He looked at her surprised.
“Seriously?? You’d never know it” he said with a hearty laugh, pulling her to her feet and kissing her.
She started walking towards the staircase leading upstairs, throwing off her tee shirt unbuckling her jeans. She pushed them down and kicked them off as she stepped up the stairs. She turned around to see him standing in the middle of his office still, just staring.
“well, am I just going to have to fuck myself up here, or….”
He broke into a jog after her and caught her around the waist midway up the staircase. He picked her up and carried her onto his bed. His trousers were still sitting in the middle of his office, but he removed his button down shirt and left his white undershirt on. He turned to Mia and took in the sight of her kneeling on his bed. She was wearing the jewelry he gave her for Christmas; her hair tucked behind her ears to show off the earrings and was wearing a maroon bra and panty set that matched perfectly. He walked over to her and kissed her.
“mm that jewelry does look nice on you” he whispered in her ear and kissed her neck, sending chills down her spine. He reached around her back and unhooked her bra, freeing her perfect breasts. She pulled him down to sit onto the bed, and she swung her leg over his lap and straddled him, kissing him fervently. She broke the kiss after a moment, but pressed her forehead into his, looking down at his undershirt.
“Do you keep your shirt on because of scars, or..?” she asked, now looking into his eyes.
He nodded “I knew if you saw the scars, you’d know exactly what I was,”
“Can I see them now?” she asked, holding the hem of his shirt waiting for him to give her the ok.
After a moment of silence, he nodded slowly. She pulled his shirt over his head, and gasped. She wasn’t expecting that big of scars. He stiffened and looked away, fearing that she was revolted by the sight.
“No, Remus, its ok, I’m sorry” she said, pulling his face back towards hers. “I just didn’t expect them to be so big”.
She looked down at them again. He had 4 very large scars that cut diagonally across his chest and abdomen, each scar about half a centimeter in width. He had a number of smaller gashes here and there and an outline of a bite on his right shoulder. She traced one of the large scars with her finger, he watched nervously.
“This doesn’t bother me” she said finally.
“You sure?” he asked with uncertainty.
“100 percent” she said, and kissed him. She began pressing her body into him, deepening the kiss. After a few minutes of good snogging, he picked her up and flipped her onto her back. He swiftly slipped her panties off, and she parted her legs to allow him to take her. To her surprise, he sunk lower onto the bed, positioning his head between her legs, and began circling her clit with his tongue. Mia arched her back and pushed herself closer to him. She had never had someone go down on her before, a couple of the boys that she had previously gone out with wouldn’t do it unless she returned the favor, which she had no interest in doing once she realized the sex was no good with them. As he worked on her nub, he pressed two fingers inside her. She gasped at the pleasure, feeling like she was going to orgasm quicker than she ever had. She allowed herself to be consumed by the sensation, and moaned his name as she came, her muscles clamping down on his fingers. As she lay there in awe of once again, of how he was able to give her this much pleasure. He lay beside her, tracing his fingers around her navel gently.
“You ok?” he asked, giving her a small smile, watching as she breathed deeply, staring at the ceiling.
“More than ok” she breathed. She turned to him and cupped his face with her hand and gave him a kiss.
The following week, Remus had arranged time with both Mia and Harry to instruct them on the patronus charm; however their lessons were going to be kept separate. Remus was worried that if they practiced together, he wouldn’t be able to give then enough one on one attention to teach properly.
When Mia arrived at the DADA classroom for hers, Harry was just finishing up, shooting little silver mists out of his wand.
“Ah Mia, perfect timing, Harry and I were just going to call it quits for today.” Harry shook Remus’s hand, and their inaudible voices sounded a little bit like they were going to try again another night this week.
Remus moved a big black trunk out of the way, and pulled a dueling dummy with a black cloak thrown over it. Harry’s boggart was a dementor, so it was perfect for him to practice with, but Mia wasn’t sure what her boggart would turn into. It was just easier to create a fake dementor and leave some up to the imagination.
“Dementors feed on your dark memories, making you forget your happy ones. The best way to conjure a strong patronus is to derive strength from a happy memory” Remus explained.
Mia thought of a moment with Penelope in their 4^th year, where she had spent part of the Christmas holiday with The Clearwaters, making Christmas cookies and other traditions. It made her very cheerful everytime she remembered it. As she repeated the incantation Expecto Patronum, it took a few minutes before she was able to get even a hint of silver to erupt from her wand. She focused on the memory of them singing Christmas carols around the piano, remembering how cheerful she felt in that moment, and a little sliver of silver came out.
“I did it!!” she said, very proud of the little silver wisp.
“Let’s keep working,” Remus said, “we still have a long way to go”.
After about an hour, Mia hadn’t made much progress on her silver wisp.
“What memory are you thinking of?” he inquired, sensing her frustration on her face.
She told him about Christmas at Penelope’s, and the cookies and singing.
“I don’t think it’s strong enough” Remus explained. “You need to take the VERY happiest moment in your life, allow it to fill you up, overcome every other emotion you have, and use that energy to create the spell. A very effective patronus presents as an animal. If you can conjure that, you’ll be golden” he said. “Take a moment to think of a new memory”.
Mia closed her eyes and thought hard. When was I the happiest?? She racked her brain for a moment, until her mind rested on Remus. She looked at him and replayed all the memories of him that she had in her mind, and just the mere thought of him made her feel safe, so calm, so happy. She nodded to him, ready to attempt the spell again.
“Ok Mia, try it again.”
She took a deep breath, allowing every moment of Remus to swarm back into her memory allowing herself to feel the safe and happiness she felt being with him, and said “Expecto Patronum”.
A Giant silver wolf flew out from the end of her wand, and was prancing around the room. Mia whooped with excitement, but Remus stood there, dumbfounded. Her patronus is a wolf. He thought to himself. Mia noticed he wasn’t cheering with her.
“Remus, what’s wrong?” she asked, her face fell.
“Nothing, it’s just curious, that’s all.” He said, staring at the silver wolf making its way back to Mia.
“Why curious?” she said, not quite understanding.
He looked at her with a peculiar expression. “My Patronus is also a wolf”.
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