OUR DARLING D

Chapter 16

Sorry yall im loosing motion

A week before the full moon, (days before his second month of teaching is up) Remus walked in his private quarters with the Wolfsbane potion in hand, begrudgingly given by Severus Snape after dinner. He placed it carefully on his desk and was about to change into his jumper when the door creaked and sounded.

Remus Lupin, in all his constant vigilance, froze when the still open door behind him (how could he forget about that,too) closed on its own volition. Or, okay maybe not on its own but someone must've...

Slowly turning around, Remus found himself staring at the Young Malfoy heir whose hand was connected to the door, blocking entrance to anyone who wishes to enter and blocking Remus' own exit.

"Is there something you wanted, Mister Malfoy?" he asked, blinking curiously at the boy with a calm, calculating look as if staring right through him.

Remus tried to act calm, putting down his wand discreetly, watching the student in front of him. There was something about the way Draco gracefully put his hand down before smirking at him had his Occlumency shields rising up instinctively. His concentration was almost broken when Draco's cool and collected voice stated:

"I know your secret, Professor."

"S-secret?" Remus stammered, a nervous hand raking through his hair. "Whatever shall it be?"

Draco tilted his head, acknowledging the big smoking goblet Remus placed on his desk.

"You disappear during the day of the full moon, sluggish the day after, moody three days before and in constant pain for the full week, even if you tried to hide it." Draco listed, each point getting closer and closer towards the table until he tapped the goblet gently. He looked up at Lupin. "Powdered silver, powdered moonstone, moonseed, dittany, valerian roots and most importantly...Moonlight, either this particular potion needs to be harvested at moonlight or the potion must bathed in moonlight depends on the potions master and concocted to the standardized version of it and only to be drank on days before the moon is at its peak."

Draco's familiar eyes gleamed manically, twinkling dangerously as the moonlit window brought out the color of his eyes. There was a moment of silence as Draco stared at his Professor and Remus stared back. Draco smiled.

"Now, I wonder what you are, Professor?"

Remus stood still, frozen to the bone, unable to move an inch as his mind reeled. A third year found out about his condition. His furry little problem. After a mere month in the year. A third year, even. Merlin, how could he be so foolish?!

"There is no need to panic, Professor." Draco put a small vial of calming draught on the table. "I won't tell."

"You won't?" Remus whispered, eyes blinking in shock.

"Yeah. It won't be beneficial to me." Draco shrugged. "I just came by to say I know your secret."

"But why?" Remus frowned, suspicious.

Draco rested his elbow on the table, putting his chin on his palm.

"To ask you a question."

"What is it?" Remus' brow furrowed. "I'll have you know Hogwarts don't really pay much."

Draco chuckled, "You're quite amusing, Professor. Of course it's not money. My acestors ensured that I have plenty of that."

"Then what is it you want, Mr. Malfoy?" Remus asked, massaging the bridge of his nose. He could not obliviate this boy or resort to desperate measures, that would not end well at all. Lockheart made that lesson known to those who knew what really happened. Remus turned his attention back at the blonde looking more and more like a Cheshire cat than a Slytherin snake.