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Things Don\'t Go As Planned	By : Seawitch Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Remus/Hermione Views: 24800 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Things Don’t Go as Planned Rating: M Summary: Hermione gets bitten by Lupin during her third year. During the course of that year she finds her soul mate, gets a surprise, has odd effects, puts up with prats, finds a unusual friend, puts up with a meddling Headmaster, and wonders why the world has gone to hell, HG/RL pairing. Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers. I’m making no money off of this or anything else that I dish out. 1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111

Note: I’m using a computer check so what you see is what you get. This is a HG/RL pairing during Hermione’s third year. If you don’t like it then don’t read it. 1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111

Chapter 1

Waking up in the hospital wing isn’t what you call the most wonderful experience in the world. First of all she had no idea why she was even here and the second she didn’t know what had caused her to land here. The last thing that she remembered was spending time in the Library.

“Miss Granger, I see that you’re awake,” the Matron, Madam Pomfrey, said. “Yes, but I don’t understand why I’m here,” Hermione told her, confusion in her voice. The Matron sighed and then said, “You’ve been bitten by a werewolf.”

Hermione gasped. No, this couldn’t be happening. “I’m sorry,” the Matron told her, “Someone from the Ministry will be here tomorrow.”

Hermione felt her whole world ending. Hermione was force to stay in the hospital wing until the next day when a man wearing expensive robes appeared. He had short black hair and brown eyes. Hermione hated him at once and the man returned the same hate. It was clear that he enjoyed ruining people’s lives and not caring what happened to them, Stupid, fucking, bigot.

“Miss Granger,” he started.

“Yeah, what do you want,” Hermione snarled at him.

The man sneered at her and she almost lost it. “I’m here to inform you of the new rules and to have you sign your name,” he told her, “You will need to be classified so that the public can be warned of the danger that you possess.”

“Oh so people will know when to lock their children away,” Hermione snapped.

“Don’t take that tone with me, half-breed,” the man snapped back.

“That is enough,” said a voice that Hermione knew belonged to Dumbledore.

Hermione felt relieved that a friendly face was here. Of course Professor Snape was with him as well. “I told you that all she needed to do was sign, not to be insulted,” Dumbledore told him.

The man grinned at Dumbledore and said, “Very well, Headmaster, but I must inform you that if she attacks anyone you do have the option of putting her down or your Potions Master could buy her. Imagine, his own little werewolf slave.”

“I don’t buy human beings,” Snape hissed.

“Oh trust me, Professor, she stopped being a human being a long time ago,” he said, “Now all she is is filth.”

“Miss Granger is the brightest witch of her age,” Dumbledore told him, “I will not have you degrade her.”

The man didn’t look at all impressed by the fact that Hermione was bright. He just handed her the form and she signed away any chance of having a job. “Thank you,” he said, “The rules are listed. Follow them or we’ll put you down.”

Hermione glared at him as he left.

“Miss Granger, I’m sorry about what’s happened,” Dumbledore told her.

“Why should you feel sorry for me, I’m nothing but slave stock now,” Hermione told him.

“Miss Granger, your not slave stock,” Snape told her, “And I will continue to expect that you do well in your classes.”

“WHY, I CAN’T GET A JOB,” Hermione screamed, her eyes filled with tears. “WHO DID THIS, WHO BIT ME?”

“I’m afraid that it was Remus,” Dumbledore answered, looking sad, “Sprout didn’t ward the door right and he broke through.”

“Which I don’t know how,” Snape said, “I brewed his potion perfectly.”

“Then I think that we have someone that’s at fault,” Dumbledore told him, “I want you to look into it, Severus.”

“Of course, Headmaster,” Snape said and then left. “I’ll leave tomorrow,” Hermione told him.

“Miss Granger, what happened to you isn’t your fault,” Dumbledore said, “Please, stay at Hogwarts. I’m sure that Harry and Ron will miss you.”

Hermione snorted and then said, “I doubt that Harry and Ron will have anything to do with me. I’m a monster, remember.”

Dumbledore sighed and then said, “Don’t think that.”

“Why not, that’s what the rest of the wizarding world thinks,” Hermione told him, “I bet that Snape will be glad that now the know-it-all will be gone.”

“I highly doubt that,” Dumbledore said, “Please, stay.”

Hermione wanted to stay but she didn’t want to put the lives of people at risk. “I’ll think about it,” she said.

“Thanks,” Dumbledore said and then turned and left.

That afternoon Hermione was force to return to Gryffindor Tower. In one month she would transform and she knew, from reading, that it would hurt…a lot. She wasn’t sure if she was going to finish her third year, she didn’t want to hurt anyone, but she knew that if she left she would have to explain to Harry, Ron, Ginny, and all the others that she was now a dangerous creature. She went up to her bed and cried herself to sleep.

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“How is Hermione taking it,” Remus asked Dumbledore. He had been shocked that he had bitten someone and that person had been his best friend’s son’s best friend. Could his life get any worse?

“She’s not taking it well,” Dumbledore told him, sighing, “The man that came was horrible to her and I know that she felt like her whole world was ending.”

“Is there anything that I can do,” Remus asked, hoping that there was something that he could do to make it up to her.

“I think that she needs you around,” Dumbledore told him, “You know what it’s like to grow up being a werewolf. If you can help her through this then she might want to stay.”

“I’ll do that,” Remus said at once.

“Thanks,” Dumbledore said and Remus left.

Remus went looking for Hermione, hoping to see her. He didn’t find her that night but the next morning he saw her in the Great Hall. She didn’t look as though she had been bitten but he could smell the difference. Her body was getting ready for its first transformation and it would be hard on her, he knew that more than anyone. Thankfully Severus wasn’t setting next to him so he couldn’t make his usual biting comments. She turned and looked at him and he felt his heart skip a beat. He made the vow again that he would help her. 1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111

“Why are you looking at Lupin,” Ron demanded to know, which annoyed Hermione to no end.

“I’m not looking at him,” Hermione told him, though she knew that he knew that she had been.

“And you’re the world’s worst liar,” Ron told her, “I don’t like you looking at him like he’s a god or something.”

Hermione stared at him and then her blood started to boil. She wanted to rip his throat out and show it to him. “Do you know something, Ron; I don’t want to hear anything that comes out of your mouth right now. What your saying is wrong and against school rules. And I’m not looking at him as though he’s some god.”

She slammed her fork down and stormed out, a window breaking.

Hermione couldn’t believe that Ron was even thinking that she would break school rules. So what Remus was hot and rugged-looking (“Oh gods, where had that come from?” she thought) she would never break school rules. No, Ron was being sick and perverted. Why are all men sick and perverted? They thought too much with what was below the belt and not with that thing inside their skull. “

Miss Granger,” said Dumbledore and Hermione turned to see him coming out of his office, “What’s wrong?”

“Oh nothing, just Ron troubles,” Hermione confessed.

“I do hope that Mr. Weasley isn’t causing your recovery from going well,” Dumbledore said to her and Hermione sighed, “Oh he’s jealous.” “How-.”

“I have my ways of knowing,” Dumbledore cut in, smiling, “I’ve talked to Remus and he said that he would help you through your first month.” Hermione went beet red for some unknown reason.

Finally she said, “Um, thanks.”

“No problem,” Dumbledore told her, “I know that the first month can be hard, and since Remus has gone through it, I thought that he would be the best person for the job.”

Hermione said nothing but instead left Dumbledore alone in the corridor.

The next time that Hermione had to come face to face with the man that had bitten her was on Monday. It had been on hell of a Monday with Longbottom blowing something up again and Snape taking ten points from Gryffindor. When Hermione arrived for her Defense class she found that she was the first one there and so she entered. Lupin was behind his desk and looked up when she entered.

“Hello, Hermione,” Lupin said.

“Hello-.” “There you are,” said Ron, walking in, “What are you doing here?”

“Um, we have class,” Hermione answered.

“I thought that you were going to stay with me and Harry.”

“I wanted to get a seat,” Hermione told him.

“Yeah, right,” Ron snapped and Hermione couldn’t believe that he was doing this, “Having a smooching session with your boyfriend. Lupin is-.”

“That’s enough,” Lupin cut in, and Hermione sensed that he was starting to get mad, “How dare you think that Hermione was doing something.”

“Oh it’s Hermione,” Ron said.

“Ron, he calls us all by our first names,” Harry suddenly said, entering, “Stop being a prat.”

“I’ll be whatever I want,” Ron told him, “Stay away from my girlfriend.”

Hermione felt like she was about to hit him but then the bell rang and the students started coming in. She sat down and opened her book, completely humiliated by what Ron had just done. The lesson dragged on and every time Hermione turned to look at what Lupin was showing them Ron hissed at her to put her eyes back on her book. Hermione finally blew up and turned around, saying,

“If you don’t watch it, Weasley, I will do something that you’ll never get over.”

“Yeah, like what,” Ron asked. Hermione took her book and hit Ron as hard as she could, causing him to fall down. “DON’T YOU EVER THINK THAT I’M BREAKING SCHOOL RULES AGAIN, YOU SICK PERV.”

“Hermione!” Lupin called out.

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“She’s having a hard time controlling the wolf,” Remus told Dumbledore.

“Well Weasley sort of had it coming to him,” Dumbledore said, “I’m going to send a message to Hermione to come to your office tonight.”

“Thank you,” Remus said, and then he asked, “Why is Ron acting like this?”

“I have no idea but I’m going to find out,” Dumbledore vowed. 1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111

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