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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 practiced her patronus charm once a week for a couple weeks with Remus during office hours. She had gotten so good that she could produce a wolf every time she conjured it. They also worked on other dueling spells together, her getting so good at them that it left plenty of time during their lessons for a romp here and there. He even commented how much better her positioning was, fixing her left side issue he always harped on her for. They also had many conversations over tea, about their interests and hobbies, and things going on in the world. Remus was half-blood also, but his knowledge of the muggle world was slim compared to Mia’s.
She also began tutoring Andrew in a couple more subjects to prepare for NEWTS. She was starting to spend quite a bit of time with him, but she mostly agreed to help so much because it was also extra studying for her. She could’ve sworn he had tried to put his hand on her thigh once during a study session at the library, but she shifted her leg and he jumped a little, so it might’ve been an accident.
Professors Flitwick had decided to reenact Lockhart’s dueling club, but only for 5th years and above. Mia loved going to dueling club, she excelled at her offensive and defensive spells thanks to Remus’ tutoring. Oliver Wood would complain that it would be better if they dueled on broomsticks, making it more athletic. Percy had a stick up his butt, thinking he could hex anyone better because he was Head Boy, but Mia sent him flying onto his arse, becoming dueling club hero. Even Andrew Flint started campaigning that Mia be captain of the dueling club. He said she was the ‘hottest chick dueler he’d ever lay eyes on’. She rolled her eyes every time she heard him say it.
Trevor Greentree and Penelope were excellent members as well, but a good show was Fred and George Weasley. They always brought their own dung bombs and joke shop supplies to throw off their dueling opponent, much to Flitwick’s extreme dissatisfaction. As much as she loved being good at dueling, she loved showing off to Remus more. He was co-running the club with Flitwick, and she could tell he was impressed with her improvements in spells that he helped her with at the beginning of the year, and she wanted to continue to get better to impress him more.
On a snowy night in February, the castle awoke in uproar when rumors or Sirius Black entering the castle were being circulated. Ron Weasley had claimed that Black was standing over his bed with a knife, but ran when he saw Ron had awoken. The Gryffindor common room was evacuated again to the great hall, realizing that Neville Longbottom, a poor, blubbering 3rd year had left a piece of paper sitting out with the Gryffindor common room passwords out on a night table, since the new portrait kept changing them, was probably how he had gotten inside. Percy was in uproar at breakfast, when he and Penelope were talking about the alleged attack and what that could mean for the rest of the year.
“Students should be sent home.” Percy said “they keep us in school until the last possible moment, but is that doing anyone any good?”
Mia was zoned out, afraid of the threat that a killer was on the loose in her school, but felt a little secure about being in a different house. She decided to swing by Remus’ office before her History of Magic class, thinking he may have an insight to yesterday’s news.
As she walked in to his office, he was standing over his desk, looking at an old piece of parchment with his face twisted in frustration.
“Hey, you” Mia said quietly.
“Your perfume smells heavenly today” Remus said looking up at her and his expression softening when he looked into her eyes.
“Shut up” she snorted, plopping down on the plush green couch. “You cannot smell my perfume from all the way over there.”
“I smelled it from when you turned the corner of the corridor” he said, pouring her a cup of tea and then sitting next to her. “My sense of smell is much stronger close to the full moons” he explained.
“Sod off, Remus, you’re full of it” she laughed, thinking he was trying to get a rise out of her.
“It’s true!” he chuckled “didn’t you cover that in your essay on lycanthropy for Snape?”
She rolled her eyes, “yeah, yeah. Kind of.”
Her mind thought back to all the reading she did about werewolves in the library before the holidays, and did vaguely remember reading about increased sense of smell when the transformation was near. She didn’t tell him how much research she did before talking to him, nor did she feel he needed to know, so she changed the subject.
“What was that parchment you were looking at?” she asked, turning her eyes to his desk where the mysterious pamphlet lay.
“Oh just a piece of contraband I took off a student” blowing off the paper that he seemed so puzzled by moments earlier. “I will be out again, starting tomorrow” he said, changing the subject.
“Does it hurt? The… transformation?” Mia asked. She had read that it was one of the most painful things someone can experience, but she wanted to hear it from him.
“Yes… it feels as if your entire body is stretching and cracking” he began, his voice even and emotionless.
Mia had caught on to the fact that when she asked Remus anything about his being a wolf, it’s as if all the emotion drains out of him and he becomes very technical. “I remember everything I do, even if I do not have control over my mind. The Wolfsbane potion at least allows me to keep my mind, even though I do go through a physical transformation.”
“Have you killed anyone?” Mia asked suddenly, realizing how rude it was to ask after the sentence left her lips.
“No. but it is my greatest fear. I’ve always kept myself under lock and key. Even my parents did a good job of making sure I didn’t get out when I was a child” He said, looking down at the floor.
Mia scooted closer to him, sitting in his lap and straddling him. She kissed him and wrapped her arms around him. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her close against him.
“I didn’t come here to question you about your illness” she said “I wanted to see if you had any information on the attack. But I feel like there is something better we can do”.
They began to snog furiously for a minute or two, until she stood up and waved her wand at the door. It slammed shut and locked. She took his’s hand to lead him upstairs, but let out a shriek of a giggle when he swept her off her feet and carried her up the second flight of stairs. When they reached the bedroom, he threw her onto the bed, climbing on top of her and kissed her roughly. He ripped her button down shirt open, buttons flying everywhere.
“REMUS!” she roared at the state of shirt. “Easy, this is my favorite uniform shirt”
“We’ll fix it later” he said hastily, grabbing at the waist of her skirt and yanking it off quickly.
“REMUS, STOP, before you rip more of my clothes! What’s gotten into you?” she cried, grabbing her skirt and inspecting it for damage. He wasn’t usually one to play rough, he most of the time had been rather gentle with her. He sat up quickly, as if snapping out of a trance.
“Sorry, I can get a little rough this close to the full moon. I can’t always control my emotions.” he said sheepishly, running his hands through his hair awkwardly, realizing he could’ve scratched her, or worse.
“Maybe we shouldn’t do this today; I don’t want to hurt you.” He said, getting off the bed.
He waved his wand and Mia’s shirt repaired itself, never knowing it was just ripped apart a moment ago.
“Ok” she said quietly, feeling guilty that she made him feel like he’d done something wrong.
She wouldn’t’ve minded it a little rougher today, she would’ve enjoyed it, but she just wasn’t expecting it and didn’t want her school robes to suffer for it either. His gaze remained downward as she exited the bedroom and walked down the stairs back to his office. He grew angry at himself for allowing his emotions to take over him like that. For her to be infected it usually took biting whilst in wolf form, but a scratch from a werewolf, whether in human or wolf form, leaves a permanent scar. He wasn’t sure if she could be infected while in his human form, but didn’t want to take the chance to find out.
Mia looked at the clock situated on Remus' desk, and swore. "Ive got to go, Ive got History of Magic in ten"
As she was about to run out of the office, she turned back and pulled him into a kiss.
“I’ll see you in a few days” she said, her face close to his. “And just so you know, I trust you not to hurt me.” She said, giving him a small smile, then turning to exit.
You shouldn’t he thought. He had only allowed himself to have sex once this close to a full moon, and he practically beat the girl to death doing it. He had met a pretty girl while drinking at the Leaky Cauldron, and found his way upstairs. He scratched her up pretty good, and could tell he bruised her from grabbing her too hard. She seemed to like it at the time, but he fled in the middle of the night, fearing that he might have infected her or that she would find out what he was when the scars didn’t heal. He didn’t usually keep long term girlfriends around. Occasionally he would date a girl for a couple months, until she started to pick up on signs of lycanthropy and broke it off suddenly. That was how they all would end. No one wanted him when they knew what he was.
Remus was back just under a week later, but his demeanor was different towards Mia. He wasn’t rude or callous, but wasn’t as warm to her as normal. In fact, he seemed much closed off from all students, even she overheard Harry Potter saying to his friends that he thought Remus was acting strange. She was concerned by this sudden change in him; She wanted to go and see him one evening this week, but she had herself swamped with tutoring sessions with Andrew, and she promised Penelope they would have a girls evening in the dormitory.
At the end of her Defense against the Dark Arts lesson on Friday, she was able to snag a few minutes alone with him.
“What’s going on?” she asked “you’ve been acting strange this whole week”.
“Sorry Mia, I’ve gotten behind with my paperwork and it’s been challenging to catch up” he said, not making eye contact “should be better after the weekend”.
“Sure, ok, I’ll see you after the weekend”, she said, irritation in her voice. She had to wait a good 3 days during the moon time to see him, and now he was blowing her off? A girl’s night with Penelope sounds like just what she needed.
Back in the dormitory, Mia had changed into her pajamas and was sitting on Penelope’s bed, eating a bag of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. She was careful to sort out the ones that she knew were gross, like bogey and vomit, but she accidently ate an earwax flavored bean, mistaking it for buttered popcorn. Penelope giggled as Mia gasped about the nasty flavor of the bean, enjoying the perfectly safe licorice wand she was consuming.
“Mia, I know your secret.”
Mia practically choked on her grape bean. “What secret?” she asked, heart pounding. Does she know about Remus? How much does she know?
“I know you’re seeing Andrew Flint.” Penelope said quietly, with a sly smile. Mia rolled her eyes and laughed.
“I am not, Penny. I’m just helping him with his NEWT classes” she knew she was going to have to give Penelope some kind of information. “I am seeing someone though, kind of, it’s complicated” she began.
“WHO?! Oh, I knew you were sneaking around with someone, Amelia Roswell. Spill it!”
“I’m not comfortable sharing his name, we haven’t talked about what we are yet, and I think he’d prefer to be anonymous. But the sex is amazing. Honestly the conversation is better. Talking with him is so mentally stimulating. He’s perfect. I think I’m falling in love with him.” Mia said blushing at the last sentence she spoke.
It kind of just blurted out like word vomit, but it was true. It wasn’t like Mia to talk about her feelings like this, but her feelings for Remus have been intensifying for some time now.
“Oh Mia, that’s wonderful!” Penelope cried “do you know where his feelings are at?”
“Sort of? No I guess not. He has always been so attentive and sweet, but this week he’s been acting off and I can’t figure out if I did something or if something else happened that he’s not telling me about. He blew me off the last time I talked with him.” Mia said.
“you need to sit down with him and tell him exactly how you are feeling” Penelope started “lay it all out on the line, if he feels the same way, great, if not, it will suck but at least you won’t waste your time.” Mia knew Penelope was right. She was usually right, her level-headedness hadn't steered Mia wrong in the years they had been friends. She needed to confront Remus and tell him exactly what she was feeling.
That Saturday night, Mia was preparing herself for her talk with Remus. She was hoping he was in his quarters tonight, as many of the teachers ventured off to Hogsmeade for drinks on the weekends. He should be there. He claimed he had a bunch of paperwork to finish up this weekend, so hopefully he wasn’t blowing me off. She thought, changing into some casual clothes. She pulled on her favorite jeans over an emerald green bra and panty set. She looked in the mirror at her breasts, adjusting her bra to comfort. Her dark hair and porcelain skin was complimented by the richness of the green. Her thin frame still had a little curve to it that these jeans showed off so nicely. Her butt was contoured by the back pockets, giving her a rather shapely behind. She clasped the necklace Remus gave her for Christmas around her neck, and pulled on a black tank top and a grey hooded zip up. She put in the matching earrings, looking at herself again. She unzipped her hoodie half way, and adjusted her tank top to accentuate her cleavage, and set off out of the dorm to his office. Her heart was pounding with nerves and excitement. She knew she was crazy for falling in love with a man 15 years older, and one who was her teacher, but she couldn’t just ignore those feelings. She wanted to be with him, only him, and was praying he felt the same.
When she arrived at the classroom, she bolted up the stairs to his office, not wanting to waste any time.
“Remus! Remus, are you here? I need to talk to you” she barged into his office, swinging the door open hard.
She gasped at what she saw sitting before her. There, sitting on the plush green couch across from Remus, in plain sight, was mass murderer Sirius Black.
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