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Unintentional Love of a Werewolf	By : Lupinswolfie Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Remus/Hermione Views: 3819 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Unintentional Love of a Werewolf
- 2-Make You Mine
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It was a cool, October day with the leaves changing colors and swirling lazily down from the sky. Participants in the current Weasley party were being peppered with bright orange and red leaves along with all manners of thick, slimy, and entirely too gross for words substances from Weasley�s Wizard Wheezes.
It wasn�t very often that all of Molly�s children were home at the same time, especially since the war had ended and the Ministry had become more and more meddlesome, and it pleased her to no end to have them all at the Burrow for an annual �Weasley Bash.� Well, she hoped �annual� as this was the first one and she wasn�t sure if there would be more or if this plan would fall by the wayside like so many others. However, her quaint little get-together was quickly over-run in true twin fashion. They had apparated right in the middle of everything, arms laden with supplies, and shouted that the party could really begin now that they were around. Thanking her lucky stars that they�d all survived, she hugged each mischievous twin to her closely and even agreed to join in the games.
Without missing a beat, Fred and George quickly distributed boxes with each of their names on it. There was one for all of the Weasley�s (including Molly and Arthur), Fleur, Harry, Hermione, Remus, and even Tonks. They brought extra, unnamed boxes as well, since one never really knows who will show up to events held at the Burrow and they knew no one would want to be left out of their newly invented game.
�What is all this?� Molly asked, slightly disgruntled.
�We�ve been doing our research,� Fred said proudly.
�Our muggle research,� George reiterated, quickly catching Arthur�s attention. �We�ve modified a muggle game and have decided that today would be the perfect day for a trial run.�
�Um, what muggle game?� Harry asked tentatively.
�They have these contraptions called guns,� Fred began and earned himself a groan for several in attendance.
�They�re kind of like wands, only muggles use them to shoot each other.�
�We are NOT going to shoot each other!� Molly screeched.
�No, Mum, just hear us out,� George said, quickly calming his mother. �They use them to shoot other things as well. Things that don�t kill others.�
�Get to the point,� Hermione said, grinning at her two friends that had become even closer in the last year.
�Of course, Miss Granger,� Fred mocked before continuing. �They play games in which one is shot with a coloring device. Once you�ve been hit, you�re out of the game. The object is to knock the other team out, one by one, so that your team can win.�
�Sounds a bit like Quidditch, without the hoops,� said Ron slowly.
�Or the balls, brooms, and anything else that deals with Quidditch,� came Ginny�s snide remark.
�You don�t have to be so mean, Gin. Besides, Ron is kind of right. We split up into two teams just like Quidditch or perhaps war.�
�Shut up, Potter! No one asked you!� she hissed.
�So, you two won�t be on the same team, then?� Remus asked innocently, making them all snigger and Ginny scowl at the comment about her and Harry�s lack of ability to get along as of late.
�Right,� Fred said breaking up the tension, �let�s divide up into teams and get started. You�ll find everything you need in your boxes. Your guns are loaded with colored balls and that�s all the ammunition you�re allowed. No wands, no head shots, and no hitting your own teammates. Any of those will get you disqualified.�
�We�ve already picked teams for everyone we thought would be here and we can easily include Neville and Luna with the two extra boxes. Brilliant thinking on my dear brother�s part.�
�Um, I hate to be a stick-in-the-mud��
�You? Never!� George said sarcastically, earning a glare from Hermione as she continued.
��But I believe paint ball guns, what I think you�re referring to, hurt quite a bit,� Hermione said quietly.
�Afraid of a bit of pain, Hermione?� asked Tonks, grinning as her hair changed to a dull green color and Hermione scowled playfully in return.
�Yes they do,� Fred said, wincing as if in remembrance, �but we�re not using the paint balls that muggles use, we�re using our own invention.�
There was a series of shared groans that only served to make the twins smile broadly as they pulled out a rolled up piece of parchment and began reading off names.
�Ron, Ginny, Charlie, Tonks, Fleur, Dad, and Neville, you�re with me,� George said proudly.
�Oy! What�s up with that?� Bill asked as he watched his wife move to his brother�s side.
�We�ve separated everyone. If you�re usually paired with someone, then this time you won�t be. Should make for an interesting time, don�t you think?� George asked with a smirk reminiscent of Draco Malfoy.
�Don�t vorry, Beel, I will be gentle when I keek your butt.�
�You�re on, witch,� he bantered back to his wife good-naturedly.
Hermione, who was currently standing between Harry and Remus, whispered, �I think I�ll take this as an opportunity for delayed justice.�
�Well, what about those two?� Ginny asked, glaring at Hermione as she whispered in Harry�s ear.
�Yes, and if we put her with Charlie or Neville, someone else would complain. Geesh, little sis, stop being so bloody girly and let�s get a move on,� George scolded as he led his team to the garden.
�Really, it�s not our fault Granger doesn�t make many enemies,� Fred added, grinning at Ron�s slightly reddened face.
�Now, you�ll all notice that we�ve modified the garden a wee bit��
�A wee bit?!� Molly screeched as Arthur, still grinning about playing a muggle game, laughed at his wife�s hysterics.
�Don�t worry, teammate, we�ll put it all back to rights when we�re finished,� Fred said reassuringly.
�Yea, Mum,� Harry added, wrapping his arm around her as they walked, �don�t worry. Just use this opportunity for revenge, like Hermione here.�
�Sod off, Harry,� Hermione said, grinning broadly as she watched Ron across the garden looking confusedly at his gun.
Remus laughed at the two and said, �looks like she�s not the only one.�
They all turned to see Ginny glaring daggers in Hermione�s direction. �You can�t be serious! She still thinks we had something going on?�
��Fraid so,� Harry sighed. �At this point, I really don�t even care anymore. Sorry, Remus.�
�It�s alright, Harry. Dora still thinks I�m protecting you and was rather angry when I told her that, even if it were true, I�d still take your side.�
They all laughed at what their imaginations perceived Tonks� reaction was to his comment and Hermione secretly wondered if that was why they hadn�t progressed in their relationship. If Remus truly didn�t bow down to Tonks, then she was sure the Auror would stay angry. It might also explain why, as nice as she tried to be to Tonks, the woman never seemed sincere in her affection back.
�Shall we get started? You don�t want to stay outdoors too long with the trees, you know. Wood sprites might come down and nest in your hair,� Luna said airily.
�Oh, well, in that case,� Bill laughed.
Both teams prepared themselves for battle, each donning their camouflage vests and wondering if it was just for kicks, as it certainly wouldn�t help in the bright garden. There were over thirty trees by Hermione�s count that had suddenly grown up to allow them cover. Thinking of Ron�s betrayal with his Quidditch groupies, she quickly began thinking of plans to take him out first. Her anger was justifiable and every time she thought about the unknown number of girls that had been in her own bed, her blood began to boil and she loathed her ex even more. She was, however, still determined to have a bit of fun during the game.
�Use your anger, small fry. Between you and me, the bastard is unworthy and you should take him down in front of everyone,� Remus whispered in her ear.
Hermione turned her head slightly and grinned up at him, wondering if her sudden intake of breath was noticeable as she tried to hide the shivers he was sending along her body. The man was gorgeous, what more could she say? She only wished, for the millionth time, that things were different. She knew he�d never want her and that nothing could happen between them. She also knew that what she felt wasn�t purely physical and that it was something she really couldn�t act upon. Turning her attention back to Fred, she listened to the rules once more before waiting on the command that would finally start the game.
With the speed of those trained in war, the group began running and ducking behind trees, quickly firing off shots, but careful to watch their supply of �bullets� as they volleyed back and forth.
Bill landed the first shot, an excellent one at that, on Ginny�s shoulder and the slimy matter the bullet encased was slowly covering her chest as she screamed about retaliation later that night. Rolling his eyes, Harry threw a shot at Charlie, but missed him by mere inches. No one saw the shared wink between the him and Bill as they all ducked behind more trees and tried to get better shots.

Luna made a quick run to the tree closest to her, but Neville was too quick and fired a shot that hit her in the thigh. When she screamed in pain and fell to the ground, he rushed out to help her up. He looked very confused to find her laughing instead of crying, but understanding dawned when he was shot in the back by Harry, who was grinning madly and praising Luna.
�I do believe this is getting a bit dangerous. I mean, honestly, if we�re not going to follow the rules then surely��
SPLAT!! �Follow those rules, son!� Arthur shouted as Percy moped off the field and sat with his teammates.
�Give up yet?� they heard Bill yell.
�Not a chance!� Ron screamed back while trying to duck a shot from Fred.
�Fred,� Hermione whispered from the tree behind him, �this stuff is amazing! It�s exactly like muggle paint balls, only more gooey, and a lot more fun I�d wager!�
�Why thank you, Granger! Now, Ron is coming to the left of that tree in a few seconds so be prepared.�
Hermione sighted the tree like an expert and as soon as Ron made a dive, she pulled the trigger. His scream of pain made her jump up and down as she squealed, but hearing the groans around her, she quickly looked at her teammates. The shared look of pain on their faces made her look back at Ron with a bit of trepidation. He was laying on the ground in the fetal position with both of his hands between his legs.
�Damn you, Hermione!� he moaned loudly as Molly admonished his language from the sidelines.
�That�s what you get for shooting your own mother, dear,� she laughed.
�Wow, Ron,� Hermione yelled from behind her tree that she suddenly found herself sharing with a laughing Remus, �I must be really good to hit something that small.�
The entire garden froze for several seconds before erupting in the loudest laughter they had ever heard. Birds flew from the trees as tears started streaming down their cheeks and they bent over, many slapping their knees as they tried to regain their breath. Even Molly and Arthur laughed as hard as the others. Remus couldn�t help but laugh with the others as he patted Hermione on the back and earned himself a glare from Tonks, who was sitting on the sidelines with Ginny. Those were the only two that weren�t laughing, but no one noticed and no one cared either.
�Hermione, you�re a bitch!� Ron shouted as he stumbled over to sit with Ginny.
She stared open-mouthed at Ron as the sounds of guns firing were heard from all around her. Everyone still standing from both teams had fired simultaneously at Ron and he screamed in anger and pain as he fell to the ground and covered his head.
�No one messes with my girl, Ronnikins, and that includes you!� Fred shouted.
�That especially includes you, Ronald! And she�s my girl, Fred!� George shouted back from his tree.
�She�s on my team!�
�Only because you stole her first!�
�Actually boys,� came a voice from behind them, making Hermione and Remus spin around quickly, �right now she�s mine!�
Charlie quickly fired a shot at Hermione, but was shocked when Remus threw himself in front of her and took the shot in the chest, as Hermione fired at Charlie and coated him with the green, slimy, nastiness.
Harry, laughing from the safety of the bench, said loudly, �I believe Remus has rights, he just took a shot for her!�
�I took out the bloody boy-who-conquered and then got shot by a girl? A girl?!� Charlie grumbled walking over to the bench and sitting with a still laughing Harry.
Remus, slightly red-faced looked up at Hermione�s offered hand. With a mumbled, �thanks� he took it and let her help him up.
�Good to know chivalry isn�t completely dead,� she said, grinning at him and failing to hide her pleasure as she softly kissed his cheek.
�Sorry,� he said sheepishly, �old habit.� He walked over to the bench and sat down with Harry.
�Yea, much like Neville, eh? We�ve got to learn that these women can take care of themselves,� Harry chuckled.
The battle raged on with Fred, Hermione, and Bill still fighting against George, Arthur, and Fleur.
�What�s the matter, wifey, are you still hiding from me?� Bill taunted behind a low bush near the middle of the field.
�No, not really,� she said, springing from a conjured rock and shooting her husband squarely in the chest.
�Fleur, look out!� Charlie shouted from the bench as Fred took aim and fired at her, hitting her between the shoulder blades.
She looked downright angry for a moment, before breaking out in a grin and making her new family proud. �Still, I did heet Beel first!�
Bill lovingly wrapped his arms around his wife and led her over to the sidelines, setting her down on his lap as they watched the rest of the battle unfold.
�Oh, Arthur, dear,� Molly yelled to her husband.
�Quiet Molly, no distracting me!� he yelled back.
�I was just wondering if you might would like to change your robes before dinner. I could help you if you like!�
A collective cry of �MMMUUUUMMM!� could be heard as all the Weasleys groaned at the implication. Arthur stood stock still for several seconds before Hermione took a shot and sent him to the bench.
�Thanks, Molly,� she said sweetly.
�Anything for my team, dear,� the Weasley matriarch replied, grinning at her husband�s very red face.
�Well, Georgie, do you give up?� Hermione called sweetly.
�Hardly!�
�Since you�re all the way over there, dear brother, I�m going to join Hermione behind her tree. Give us a few minutes uninterrupted if you don�t mind.�
Hermione started to sputter and tried to protest, but George beat her to it. �I think she�d do to you what she did to Ron, so I�m not concerned!�
�You should be,� he said quietly, before shooting in George�s general direction.
Hermione motioned to Fred that she�d sacrifice herself for the cause, if he was sure he could hit George.
Everyone on the bench kept silent for once, but as soon as Hermione began moving, Ginny yelled, �Hermione�s running, George!�
George popped up and shot at Hermione, hitting her in the lower back hard and knocking her down as Fred took a shot at George and hit his exposed shoulder. The game was over and only Fred was left standing. His team ran around the trees and started clapping them on the back, as Hermione was helped up by Harry and led into the celebration.
It was thought that they all missed Arthur scooting up behind his wife and whispering in her ear. When she blushed slightly and nodded her head, he took her hand and led her away from the garden and up to the house.
�Right gross, that,� Ron muttered.
�I think I agree,� Hermione responded. �I�m really sorry, Ron, I swear I didn�t mean to hit you there. Are you ok?�
�I�m fine,� he growled. �Could have done without the joke though, I�ll never hear the end of it.� Then he walked off and she followed him into the house.
�Everyone go clean up. Tonks and I are going to help Mum with dinner and we�ll call you when it�s ready.�
�We need to be going,� Neville said. They all issued their good-byes to Neville and Luna and then headed up to get as much slime as possible off their bodies before they ate.
Hermione was in the bathroom gingerly trying to remove her shirt, when Harry accidently walked in on her.
�Sorry, �Mione,� he mumbled distractedly.
�Harry, while you�re here, do you think you could help me? I think that shot really bruised my back and I can�t get my shirt off.�
�Sure,� he said, walking over behind her and lifting her shirt up and off her body. He�d seen her barely dressed enough times that it no longer phased him. Sure, at first his reaction was to be amazed that his best friend was actually a girl, but that amazement failed after the tenth time he�d walked in on her during their �tent stays.�
�It�s huge, Hermione,� he said, referring to her bruise. �You really should take a look at it.�
�In my own house, Harry?! How could you?� Ginny screamed, then ran from the doorway
Hermione covered herself quickly and Harry groaned, walking from the bathroom and into Ron�s room before slamming the door loudly.
�Ginny, what happened?� asked Tonks as the young girl stormed back into the kitchen.
She listened intently as Ginny told her story and an evil smile spread across her face. �I think I have an idea. It�s not exactly legal, mind you, but as an Auror I can get my hands on some pretty powerful stuff. We could get back at both Harry and Remus.�
�Do it!� Ginny said excitedly as she watched the woman disappear with a pop and reappear only minutes later.
They sat the table as everyone came down from getting cleaned up. With Molly�s raving about the help she had received, no one noticed Ginny slip a few drops of liquid into Remus� cup and then hand Harry another cup.
He took it uneasily when Ginny said, �I�m sorry for overreacting, love.�
Sniffing the cup after she�d left, he looked downright repulsed.
�What�s wrong, Harry?� Hermione asked from beside him.
�Ginny gave me that weird drink you girls like. I�ve never had the heart to tell her that I hate it.�
�I�ll tell you what,� she whispered, �you leave it there and I�ll set mine beside it. Then you just drink from mine and I�ll drink yours.�
His face lit up and he silently thanked her as the meal was passed around and they all began eating. The flush on Remus� cheek as he stared at Hermione went completely unnoticed, along with the way Hermione couldn�t keep her eyes off of Remus.
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