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An Afternoon Well Spent	By : snarkytheclown Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 5399 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-An Afternoon Well Spent
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A short one-shot in a closet.

--Aimes

�So�we�re stuck in a closet,� Remus
Lupin observed, breaking the silence that had reigned
for the last fifteen minutes.

�You noticed,� Hermione deadpanned. She shivered slightly and drew her knees
toward her chest. �Is it me or is it
getting colder in here?�

�It�s getting colder,� Remus
confirmed.

�This is your fault, you know,� Hermione informed him.

�I�m sorry,� he responded.
�I really shouldn�t have snuck up on you like that. I mean, I only said your name three
times. I probably should have said it
four. And maybe owled you in advance that I was coming down the hall.� It was matter-of-fact but Hermione could hear
the gently mocking tone.

�Yeah,� Hermione agreed.
�And stomped your feet when you were sneaking up
behind me.� She smiled slightly
and Remus could just barely see it in the dim light.

�Hey, Severus will notice you�re
missing, right?�

�Yes, but considering I fucked up a potion we�ve been
working on for two months, he might not want to find me. Or I might not want to be found.� She grimaced before being racked by another
shiver.

�Here, move closer, I�ll keep you warm,� Remus
offered. He pulled her against him and
covered her with his body as best he could.

�Has that line worked on many women?� Hermione teased as she
snuggled into him and tucked her face against his chest. She moved in between his legs, getting as
close to him as possible.

�No, but there�s apparently a first time
for everything.� His breath
rifled her hair gently. �If Severus gets angry, I�ll take the blame, �Mione.�

�It wasn�t your fault,� she sighed. �I just got caught off guard and dropped that
damned unicorn hair in too early. Why
didn�t we run for the door?�

�The closet was closer.
I sort of hauled you in here because it seemed the safest place. I remember Severus
making these closets self-sealing so that if this ever happened he�d be fine. Not that he�s ever had to use them��

�So they�re untested.�

�Well, yes, technically.
But I�d take us being locked in here as a good sign. Besides, I have faith in Severus�
abilities.�

�I have faith that he�s going to slaughter us. Why were you coming to see me anyways?� Her hands burrowed under his robes and she
wrapped her arms around him, letting his body heat warm her.

�To take you to lunch. You�re terrible about that sort of thing.�

�Now that you mention it, I am a bit hungry��

�Oh, no, you�re not allowed to become conscious of things
you�d normally ignore just because we�re trapped in a closet,� Remus protested.
Hermione giggled against him.

�Well thanks anyways, that was sweet,� she offered.

�All part of my sinister master plan to get you in bed,� he
replied lightly.

�Fat chance, considering we�re locked in a closet,� she
pointed out.

�True. But given the
current impossibility of success, I must know: would it have worked?� he asked.

�It always does.
Damned thoughtfulness gets me every time.� He felt her smile.

�I thought it was my dashing good looks, charm, and overall
sex appeal,� he laughed.

�Hmmm, I�ll admit that you�re hot. And sexy. Charming is debatable.�

He poked her indignantly.
Silence reigned for a moment.

�You know, Remus, there is a way we could occupy our time while
incarcerated,� Hermione suggested with a low chuckle.

He gasped with faux shock.
�Are you suggesting what I think you�re suggesting? Sweet, wholesome Hermione
Granger?�

She laughed again.
�I�m suggesting exactly what you think I�m suggesting. And more.� Hermione shifted to straddle him and pulled
away from his chest. �It�d keep us
warm,� she murmured tantalizingly.

�Far be it from me to refuse anything that will keep you
warm,� he agreed, hands slipping beneath her robes and shirt.

�Ah, cold!� she yelped, hands clutching at his shirt. He rubbed his hands on her back and they
warmed quickly. Hermione untucked his shirt and began unbuttoning it. He pushed her robes off her shoulders and
pulled her shirt over her head. When it
was off and his shirt was open he pulled her into his chest.

�Warm enough?� he asked, large hands stroking her back. He leaned down to kiss her neck, sucking on
it gently.

�Getting there,� she breathed, raking her nails lightly down
his back. �But I think we can do
better.�

He groaned as her hands slid into his pants and massaged his
lower back. His hands stilled for a
moment, momentarily distracted from the task of pushing her jeans off her hips.

�You�re tense, darling,� she whispered. �Let�s see if we can relieve some of that
tension, shall we?� She caught his lower
lip between her teeth then released it to give him a proper kiss. The kiss ignited him and Remus
gripped her ass for a moment then yanked her jeans off with a growl. His hands kneaded her ass for a moment before
hooking into her panties and tugging them off as well.

�Oh!� Hermione cried out as Remus
plunged two fingers into her. She
tangled her fingers in his hair, kissing him deeply as her libido switched into
overdrive. Remus
let out a low dark laugh as he stroked her steadily.

�Warm yet, my love?� he murmured. This time it was he who caught her lower lip
between his teeth, nibbling on it gently.

�Take off your pants and get inside me right this instant
you tease,� she said dangerously. Her
tongue flicked into his ear and she sucked insistently on his earlobe. His response was to stroke her faster and
harder until she dug her nails into shoulders.

�Hey now, I think you drew blood,� he admonished.

�That�s what you get for not listening to me,� Hermione shot
back. �I�d be far warmer if you were
less clothed.� She rose to her knees and
unbuttoned his pants and tugged them off, along with his boxers. He removed his fingers and his hands shifted
to grip her hips as she lowered herself onto his erect cock.

�I can feel the tension leaving already,� Remus moaned.
Hermione laughed and sped up the rhythm of her hips as she ground
against him. He kissed her neck, her
shoulder, her breasts.
Hermione whimpered, feeling his mouth on her skin and feeling the
sensation and emotion rush through her.

�Remus,� she whispered into his
hair, cheek resting against his head as he sucked on one of her breasts, tongue
flicking at the nipple.

�Sweet Hermione,� he murmured against her, feeling her body
react to his touch. His hands slid to
her ass and one of his fingers slid inside her rectum.

�Remus,� she moaned as the
pressure began to build steadily. Her
entire body felt alive, each individual nerve and cell sparking.

�Yes, my sweet Hermione,� he responded, voice low and hoarse
as he kissed along her jaw toward her mouth.
He was fast approaching his limit but controlled himself.

�Oh, Remus, yes!� she cried out as
she hit her climax, bolts of lightning firing into her brain and ricocheting
till she felt she might not bear it.

�Hermione,� he growled, voice
desperate and adoring as he let himself go, spilling into her and feeling her
muscles grip him tightly. �My sweet, sweet Hermione.�

Hermione slumped against Remus,
curling against him. He pulled his robe
around her so they were covered and kissed her head gently.

�Are you warm then?� he teased, holding her tightly in his
arms.

�Very,� she mumbled huskily.
�Are you tense?�

�Not in the slightest,� he laughed.

Hermione yawned. �We
should probably get dressed. Just in
case this closet decides to unlock itself.
Maybe cast some cleaning spells.
I doubt Severus would like it if he got
trapped in this closet and it still smelled like sex.�

�You�re quite likely right,� Remus
agreed with a chuckle. �Unless Tonks were stuck in here with
him.�

�That still blows my mind,� Hermione said ponderously as she
cast two cleaning spells and pulled on her underwear and jeans. �Of all the unlikely pairs��

�We�re not really ones to talk,� Remus
pointed out as he put on his own pants.

�Touche,� she admitted, hooking
her bra and fumbling for her shirt. �I
wonder how long we�ll�shit!� The closet
door opened and Hermione tumbled backwards.
A pair of hands caught her and pulled her to her feet. Remus scrambled to
his feet as well and exited the closet, shirt still unbuttoned.

�I really don�t want to turn around because I don�t have a
shirt on and I have a very good idea who�s behind me,� Hermione said.

�Yeah, if it were me, I�d feel exactly the same,� piped up a
feminine voice. �And you�re right. It wasn�t me that caught you. Put on your shirt and I�ll distract the
object of your embarrassment until you can get out of the room.�

�I�m never going to live this down, am I?� Hermione asked
rhetorically as she pulled on her shirt and robe and tucked away her wand.

�No,� came the low, melodious voice
from behind her. �But if it�s any
consolation, neither will Lupin.�

Remus looked up from buttoning his
shirt, face flushed. �Watch it, Severus, or I�ll have to tell people about that incident
with you, Tonks, and the teachers� table in the Great
Hall. You�re lucky I can selectively Oblivate or those students would have been scarred for
life.�

Hermione turned just in time to see Snape
wince and Tonks blush. �And on that note, I think I�ll get some
lunch,� she said as she moved toward the door with Remus
on her tail.

She bolted as Snape saw the
cauldron and turned a steely gaze on her.

�Bye, Tonks, bye Severus!� she yelled as she grabbed Remus�
hand and ran.

�GRANGER!�

The bellow followed them down the hall but they paid no
mind�after all, potions could be brewed again and it had ended up an afternoon
well spent.
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