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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 9

The morning of the full moon dawned with clouds in the sky. Amera had left early for work, promising to be back mid-afternoon like she did every full moon. He sat calmly sipping tea and waiting for her, amazed at how at-ease the wolf was. It was an eerie feeling that he knew was entirely attributable to the amazing woman Sirius had set in his path. Normally the wolf was restless, pacing, anxious. And though there was still a trace of anxiety, he had the sneaking suspicion that this anxiety wasn�t from fear of what he might do during the full moon, but rather felt more like anticipation? The door opened just then, and he was drawn from his ponderings to the wonderful smelling meal that weighed down her arms. He jumped to help her, kissing her as he did every morning before she left for work and every evening when she returned.

Setting down the food, he held her tight. She never questioned his neediness around the full moon. Once he�d finally admitted that he loved her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, she never questioned much of anything he did at all. She had a very unique way about her. It seemed to him that she led her life as she always had. Yet, his addition to said life didn�t seem to hinder her a bit. In fact, it seemed to enrich her life in ways he hadn�t thought two people could so do. Even more intriguing was that she never held what he was against him. Ironically, she didn�t even speak about lycanthropy as the curse it was, or even as a disease. Instead, to her, he was who he was. Plain and simple. She�d never held her punches. She told it like it was. He had to laugh knowing that if he was a normal man, she would have never fallen for him. She liked animals better, there were no two ways about it. And the wolf adored her. At first, he�d found their �bond� quite unsettling. But that was just the way it was. He�d come to accept it like she�d accepted him. He may never understand it, but he�d never known another woman who inspired and satisfied and accepted both man and wolf. He�d be a fool to let her get away. Not to mention that he loved her more than he ever thought possible.

Still, he wasn�t willing to take any chances. And she hadn�t pushed it. Even though he sensed that she wasn�t as afraid of the wolf as she should be, she never even entertained the idea that he might not use the cage. He�d never forgive himself if the wolf hurt her, under any circumstances. And she assured him she�d never take that risk, for she knew to do so would utterly destroy his trust in her. And she was right. As always.

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He felt the familiar twinges of what he jokingly called �The Morning After.� His muscles were tense and burning, his skin prickled, his nerves felt raw. He was hungry and thirsty and tired. And he was warm. Warm and dry. That thought seeped into the human part of his brain. He never awoke warm immediately after a transformation. Being naked and uncovered did not inspire feelings of warmth. But he was warm. And the source of that warmth lie curled against him. Some furry, undulating creature curled in a tight ball. A tight ball of fur which he himself was wrapped around. His brain couldn�t process the information and he felt his human consciousness slipping away. Until he felt the wolf within him sigh with a contentment neither of them had ever known before. His eyes flashed open. There, curled against him was the elegant grace of a female wolf breathing evenly in her sleep. His human brain couldn�t compute what this meant. The wolf, still fighting for control at the edges of his consciousness, didn�t really care about being rational. The wolf only cared about having its mate. It�s MATE. Amera?!?

He felt the blood drain from his face. Looking around, he was still in the cage, and the cage was still locked. But the cage filled the entire room. Amera the woman must have enlarged it after he�d transformed and somehow let herself in. In shock and awe, he ran his hands through her sleek fur. This explained a lot of things. The wolf knew she wasn�t human, the wolf knew she was his packmate. No, not just his packmate, his mate. That was why she wasn�t afraid of him. But the rational, human side of him was furious. She�d risked her life to prove that point. And to whom? To him or to herself? He could have killed her!

Just then, her wolf body stretched and a small whine escaped from her muzzle. Suddenly her body stiffened, as if she realized he was awake. In an instant, the wolf was gone, and a very abashed and confused looking Amera lay next to him, her arms wrapped around her body. She looked around, suddenly realizing where she was. �What happened?� she asked, a frantic look in her eyes.

�You tell me.� Anger flared in his voice as he glared at her. The wolf was not something to be messed around with, to be taken lightly. She knew that. How dare she betray his trust?

She closed her eyes. �I must have transformed.�

The realization dawning across her features caught him by surprise.

�Wasn�t that your intention?� His patience was wearing thin. Why hadn�t she told him she was an Animagis?

�Yes. No. I don�t know. Everything seems so fuzzy right now. Sirius never mentioned this� this� disorientation.�

The anger he felt at her perceived dishonesty dissolved as he watched her struggle with what had happened. He pulled her into his arms and held her against his body to keep them both warm. He pulled one of the blankets off the floor and covered them.

�I�m sorry Remus.�

�For what?�

�For crossing some unspoken boundaries. I shouldn�t have gone this far. Not without asking first. I didn�t mean for this to happen. To end up in here.�

�Well, I won�t deny that I was a bit surprised, but I also won�t deny it was quite nice to wake up with you in my arms. Even if you were a little more hairy than usual.�

She laughed a little and he felt her sigh of relief in his arms as she settled more easily against him.

�I wanted to surprise you.�

�That you did.�

�Yes, but I hadn�t planned on surprising myself.�

He laughed inwardly. She truly was startled by this turn of events. �What exactly where you planning to do?�

Where had her confidence gone? She�d been so confident about this before, and now she felt like a shy child, unsure of herself, unsure of her place in the world. Why was this so unnerving? She�d been reading about it, she�d had it all planned out. If the urge came over her, she�d transform, outside his cage. Just to see what happened. But suddenly nothing was in her control. Control. That was it wasn�t it? She�d never given over control in her life. Even with Remus. They lived in her apartment, lived off of her income, played by her rules, made love in her bed. But in wolf form, those rules didn�t apply. Instead she�d played by his rules, entering his lair, following his lead. Not that she quite remembered what that was or what had happened. Startled by this revelation, she blurted out, �Did we mate?�

�Don�t you remember?� he asked, intrigued.

�If I did, would I have asked?� Her voice held a note of exasperation.

�Sirius always remembered. I mean, not that Sirius and I mated,� he laughed, �but he always remembered our adventures in Animagis form. I never have any memory of what happened the night before. Sometimes vague feelings, but no memories.�

She�d always put more stock in animal feelings than human memories. �So what are you feeling then?�

�I don�t know, Amera. Honest, I don�t. The wolf is content, thrilled in fact, but that doesn�t necessarily mean that we mated.�

The thought was absurd but � �Do you think I could get pregnant?�

�I have no idea.�

She groaned and buried her head under the covers. �I didn�t think it would be like this.�

�Like what?�

She sighed and rolled to look him in the eyes. �I kind of always thought I was a wolf. Ever since I was a little girl. I�d have these dreams that I was a wolf running through the forest. Whenever we�d play Little Red Riding Hood, I was the wolf. I studied everything about wolves. They were my favorite animals. And that night I was looking for you, and held your fur in my hand, I was more drawn to you than any creature I�d ever sought out before. I thought it was just the height of my emotions, after losing Sirius and all, but that wasn�t it. Your fur burned and vibrated in my hand, beckoning me to find you. To find my mate. I just didn�t realize it at the time. And when I communicated with you in wolf form, it was so much more intimate and intense than any animal communications I�ve had before. It�s the first time I�ve ever communicated with a wolf though, so I just thought it was that.�

�But when I was with you that first transformation, I was drawn to you. I wasn�t afraid of you. I�ve never been totally without fear around a wild animal. Yes I love wild animals, but I also respect them. I�m not so stupid as to try and pet a tiger. But that fear was curiously absent around you. I still didn�t push the limits for fear I might hurt you if anything went wrong. But weird things started to happen. My skin started to crawl, the edges of my consciousness started to fade. I felt like I was changing. I had to forcefully stop myself from being taken over. I didn�t realize at first what was happening to me. And then I had a dream. I dreamed I was with you in wolf form. When I awoke, I knew. I was born an Animagis and I�d been running from it all my life. Still, though, it was scary. I didn�t know anything about transforming. I was afraid if I switched over, I might not be able to switch back. I�ve been reading everything I can get my hands on. I wanted to surprise you. I was planning on telling you about it first when I�d finally figured out how to do it. I never dreamed I�d wake up next to you in your cage.�

�Do you remember what happened?�

�Not really. I remember watching you transform. I remember wanting to pet you through the bars. You nuzzled your head up against them, your muzzle away from me, your soft ears sticking through the bars. And I rubbed them between my fingers. You felt so soft, so right. I thought momentarily about letting go and transforming outside your cage. We could lay against each other through the bars. But I don�t remember transforming and I don�t remember what happened next and I have no idea how I got inside your cage.�

�What prompted you to change back?�

�I don�t know.�

�Want to try it now? Here? With me?�

�I don�t know if I can.�

�You won�t know unless you try.�

She closed her eyes and willed the wolf form to emerge, but nothing happened. She shook her head. �It doesn�t work that way. I can�t just make it happen. I think the wolf made me do it.� She looked into his eyes briefly before looking away. �I feel so drawn to the wolf.�

�The wolf sees you as its mate. He�s very possessive.�

�And controlling,� she muttered.

When her eyes locked once more with this, she wasn�t looking at Remus the man any longer, she was looking into the eyes of the wolf. Immediately she felt herself drawn in. The sensation of being his loomed over her. Those eyes bore into the animal that lay dormant beneath, waiting to be called out. Her world faded to black as the animal took over. Her last conscious thought was This is how Remus must feel when the wolf takes over. I have no say in any of this.

He hadn�t meant to let the wolf out. But it was still too close to the full moon. He didn�t have control. The wolf wanted his mate and he wasn�t willing to wait until next month to have her. The human part of him could see her locked into the wolf�s gaze. The human part of him realized with a twinge of guilt that the woman he knew was no longer in control of her own body. The wolf inside of him dictated to her animal side as she had once done to his. He gasped in awe as he watched her transform. In an instant the she-wolf emerged, nuzzling it�s muzzle underneath his human chin, and whining. Not from pain, but from submission. She was submitting to the alpha wolf. Even her posture spoke of her standing. She definitely belonged to the wolf. He never realized how powerful the wolf was. He didn�t think Amera would much like being in this position, even if it was the way of animals. And in that instant, watching her wolf body language, he knew the answer to her question beyond a doubt.

�Amera,� he whispered, gently stroking her fur. �Amera, change back.� She whined, pushing her furry body against his human one. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and coaxed her back with his voice. Soothing, human words. Shortly, Amera the woman was in his arms. He turned her to face him. She looked just as bewildered and confused as before.

�What just happened?� she asked.

He shook his head. �I�m not exactly sure, but we definitely mated.�

�Just now?�

�No, last night.�

�How do you know?�

�I saw how you acted when you transformed. And I felt the wolf surge inside of me.� MY mate! Mine! All Mine! He felt a shiver go through her body.

�Listen, Amera. I think you need to work on this and get it under control. I can sense that you aren�t comfortable with what happened. I�m not entirely sure I�m comfortable with it either. I want you to be in control of what happens. I don�t think it�s good for either of us for you to be at the beck and call of the wolf.�

�I agree,� she whispered, nuzzling her head under his chin. He smiled at the familiarity of it, although he was sure she wouldn�t realize the similarity.
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