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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 8

It was the morning of the full moon and all he could think about was Amera. It was bad enough that he couldn�t get her off his mind, but now the wolf was chiming in. He thought he could deal with the wolf. He thought he could persuade the wolf that they were okay alone. But the wolf wasn�t interested in Remus�s thoughts or desires. The wolf wasn�t interested in what Remus thought best for him. The wolf had his own agenda.

To his dismay, he found himself on her front step. This was not the way he wanted to see her again, if he ever decided seeing her again was a good idea in the first place. Damn the wolf. What Remus the man understood least of all was how the wolf could consider her, a human, his packmate. The wolf destroyed humans. That was it�s sole purpose in life. Was she an Animagis that he didn�t know about? No, she�d have told him. Surely the wolf would destroy her if he got the chance. Yet the wolf was drawn to her in ways other than just for dinner. He shook his head, not understanding in the least.

He found a note on her door with his name on it. Had she been expecting him? He didn�t like to think of himself as predictable.

Dear Remus & Wolf:

A decanter of Wolfsbane potion is on the kitchen table. Please make yourself at home. I have to attend to a cat with an obstructed bowel and a dog with a distended abdomen. I�ll should be back around 3 pm. I�m looking forward to seeing you again.

Love,

Amera.

He crumpled the note in his hand. Damn her for knowing he�d come. He wanted to walk away and prove her wrong. The wolf wouldn�t hear of it. He let himself inside. The Wolfsbane potion was where she said it would be, and a tiny cage lay on the table next to it. He shook his head. Dumbledore. He�d have been the one to shrink the cage and leave it for her. Resigned to his fate, he drank the Wolfsbane potion and sat on her couch to wait. To his surprise, the wolf settled almost immediately. He couldn�t remember a time when the wolf was so calm and content to wait for the full moon. The wolf got what it wanted, he laughed to himself. The wolf never got what it wanted.

He awoke to the feeling of hands on his shoulders and a kiss on his forehead. Opening his eyes, he saw her radiant smile.

�I brought dinner.�

He did a quick check of the sky out the window and then looked back at the beautiful woman hovering over him. �Good, I�m starving.�

They got down to business immediately, discussing the logistics of the transformation. They would use the cage again. He�d already taken the Wolfsbane potion and she had the tranquilizer gun just in case. He sat in awe of her. She knew exactly how to handle him. Calm his human fears first so she could cater to his animal needs without his interference. Amazing.

�Here�s what I don�t understand,� he said. �The wolf trusts you. Fully. The wolf�s never trusted anyone so completely. Not even Padfoot. You�re human, but yet the wolf considers you a packmate. I still wouldn�t trust that he wouldn�t shred you to bits if given the chance.�

She smiled while considering her food. �Must be the animal lover in me.�

He knew there had to be more to it than that, but he could feel his body start to pull and twitch. He didn�t want to take any chances. �Best get ready, then,� he said, pushing away from the table.

She got up and wrapped her arms around him, looking deeply into his eyes. �I�m glad you came.�

�You didn�t give me much choice.� Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that was true. She had spoken directly to the wolf. The wolf was why he was here now. The wolf was the reason he wouldn�t be leaving anytime soon, either.

***

She locked him into the cage and waited. She knew he was self-conscious about her being there when he transformed. She found the whole ordeal fascinating, if not somewhat difficult to watch because she knew the transformation was painful. But she was looking forward to communicating with the wolf again. When the transformation was complete and the wolf had settled, their eyes locked. She felt a rush of connection wash over her as animal emotions ebbed and flowed between the two of them. She wanted to reach out and touch him, stroke his soft gray fur, but knew it would be too dangerous. But not for long. She�d carried a secret with her for as long as she could remember, one she�d never dared believe. But Remus challenged her reserves, made her question why she�d waited so long. She felt the pulling of her body and her mind, she wanted more. The wolf wanted her. And she would give the wolf what he wanted. Soon. Very soon.

***

Remus didn�t remember the night of the full moon. He didn�t remember transforming back to human form. He didn�t know how he�d made it from the cage to the bed. What he did know was that Amera was curled up next to him, her soft hair sprawled across his chest. And he was naked. Again. He laughed. She must have sensed his movement because she opened her sleepy eyes and raised her head to look at him.

�Good morning, sweetheart.�

A curious smile danced on the edge of her lips, as if she was guilty of something.

�Did you and the wolf have a good time?�

�Hmmm. Indeed.�

�Did he tell you anything I should know about?�

She smiled. �He wants me.�

�The wolf?�

�Um-hmm.�

�Wants you for what?�

�His mate.�

�But you�re human.�

She shrugged her shoulders and laid her head back on his chest, muttering something about convincing the man in her bed as well.

As she drifted back to sleep he wondered if she was ever really awake or if she�d just been talking in her sleep.

The next time he awoke, she was sitting next to him reading in the fading afternoon sunlight.

�You�re beautiful, you know that?� He felt like he was speaking through a mouthful of marbles.

�And you�re not quite awake.�

�Am too,� he muttered, closing his eyes again and sighing.

She laughed as she brushed the hair from his face. �Hungry?�

�Mm-hmm,� he murmured, his eyes still closed.

�Go back to sleep,� she whispered in his ear, kissing him softly on the cheek.

�Okay,� he mumbled as he rolled towards her, wrapping his arm around her waist and burying his head against her hip. He felt her hand rub his shoulder as he drifted back to sleep.

When he awoke again later early that evening, she�d prepared a spread of food for him and served him in bed. He smiled gratefully at her thoughtfulness. As he ate the delicious food, he couldn�t help but notice the way she moved, her long legs delicate yet graceful. Her hands purposeful. Her body, perfect. He shook his head to clear his mind. But her voice echoed there, relentless. You don�t have to be alone, Remus.

�Penny for your thoughts.�

�Hmm?�

�You look rather pensive. I was just wondering what you were thinking.�

Damn he hated being so obvious. This woman had a way of getting to him like no one else did.

�Oh, it was nothing. Just tired, that�s all.�

She sat on the bed next to him and clasped his hand in hers, rubbing circles into his palm with her thumb. �And you expect me to believe that?�

�Maybe. Maybe not. Perhaps I might talk if I had sufficient motivation.�

�Oh really?�

He smiled wolfishly, knowing he�d peaked her curiosity. His voice dropped a few octaves. �Perhaps the wolf wasn�t speaking for himself. Perhaps he was speaking for me, for both of us.�

�Oh. That would be nice.� Her voice was low and breathy.

He watched as a smile danced across her lips and her eyes drifted shut. He pulled her towards him then, their lips meeting in a gentle kiss. He felt her melt against his touch. He groaned, the sensations rushing headlong through him.

�You�re naked,� she murmured.

�That would be your fault.�

�Remus Lupin. Naked. In my bed.� She signed with contentment.

�Willing and able,� he added, his tongue capturing hers as he rolled her over in the bed, caught up in their frantic kisses.

He couldn�t remember the last time he�d felt like this. Had he ever felt like this? He�d liked women before, he�d been attracted to them. But he�d never hungered for a woman like he hungered for her. He�d never been driven over the edge. What had started out as a playful kiss turned into something much more dangerous. He was losing control. Some little voice in his head sent up warning flags. He gasped and pulled back from her, dropping onto his back and panting. Dammit. He threw his arm over his face. He didn�t want to ruin this.

�Amera.� Even the sound of her name sent waves of lust and longing through his aching body. �I didn�t mean for this to happen. Not like this anyway.� He pulled his arm away to meet her eyes. �I don�t want to scare you.�

She had rolled onto her side and was propped up on her elbow, watching him intently. �You�re not scaring me. Although from the looks of it, you�re scaring yourself.�

�Stop that.�

�Stop what?�

�Knowing me better than I know myself. Damn the wolf. I didn�t give him permission to tell you this. And I don�t like you pushing me aside to communicate with him either.�

�I only did that once, when you were too thick headed to listen to your heart. It was a last resort, I promise. And the wolf didn�t tell me you were scared. I can sense things about animals that I can�t about humans. I seem to have stronger instincts around you, though. I can sense animalistic emotions from you. And I can see it in your eyes.�

�Then I am an experiment.�

�Indeed,� she whispered, her lips touching the soft flesh of his neck. �I�ve never loved anyone before, Remus.�

Her words shook him to the core. Had he ever loved a woman before? Did he love her?

Pushing her away from him, he swallowed. �I�m not used to this.�

�Which this is that?�

�This, all of this. It�s never been like this before. This intense.�

�You�ve never let the wolf in before, Remus.�

Damn it was disconcerting how well she knew him. He gritted his teeth. �How can you be so nonchalant about the wolf?�

�How can you live hating a part of yourself?�

Touch�. �I didn�t ask for this curse.�

�And I didn�t ask to fall in love with you. All of you. But I have.�

�How can you possibly love the wolf?�

�He�s a beautiful animal, Remus.�

�If you think dark creatures who would like nothing more than to rip humans from limb to limb is beautiful, I suppose. Or have you forgotten that he could kill you? Would kill you?�

�So could you, Remus.�

Her words stung him to the core. �I would never intentionally hurt you.�

�Nor would the wolf, � she muttered under her breath.

�What?� he asked, straining to hear what she had said.

�Nothing. Can the wolf hurt me now? Here? Today?�

�No.�

�Then what are you afraid of?�

What wasn�t he afraid of? His thoughts evaporated as her lips graced his. She accepted him for who he was, for the man and the wolf. It was too near the full moon, he thought. He didn�t have the control he needed to stop her. The wolf was in heaven. The wolf wanted to mate. It didn�t care about consequences or protection or anything else. It had a one track mind. And Amera knew it. And she didn�t care. He was falling fast and he couldn�t see anything in sight to break his fall.

He felt her warmth against his skin in the early morning sun. Something was different though. He was naked. No, that wasn�t different. He was often naked in her bed. No, she was naked. That was a first. He searched his sleepy brain for an explanation��and remembered. Vividly. Oh. He felt other parts of his body awaken at those memories. He inhaled sharply as her hand traveled across his chest, its owner still lost in peaceful dreams. He pulled her closer and buried his head in her hair, inhaling her sweet scent. He should feel guilty, shouldn�t he? For not taking his time? For something? He should, but he didn�t. He�d loved every minute of it. His mind had taken a leave of absence for the first time in years. Only his body had been present, and his emotions. He remembered the scintillating feeling of slipping inside of her, wrapped eagerly in her warmth and her willingness. He remembered rocking against her, forgetting who he was, what he was. Feeling only her, her nails dragging across his back as she fought against her own pleasure, willing herself to hang on just a little longer. He remembered the earthy sensations that rocked his body inside of hers, pulsing through him, beyond his control, gripped in the throws of ecstasy. Her cries mingled with his. Letting go. He�d never let go like that before. He remembered collapsing on top of her, hands tangled in her hair, breathing like he�d run a marathon. And then he�d kissed her. And those words had slipped from his mouth, unbidden, no brain to get in the way, just pure emotion. I love you Amera. I love you. He had felt her smile against his lips, her arms pulling him closer, willing them to be one. One mind, one body, one soul. One. He knew something much larger was happening, but he wasn�t willing to admit it yet.
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