The Tune Of Time

Chapter 11

So… werewolf teacher, huh?"

Hermione blushed . Remus Lupin wasn't just her teacher though. He was her friend and then maybe more. She wasn't oblivious to the fact that her heartbeat accelerated every time he would smile at her. It was difficult for her to calm her features when he was near her. It wouldn't help her in any way if he noticed her change in heartbeat with his werewolf hearing.

"Kitten?"

"Yes. My professor used to be a werewolf!"

"And why does my nose smells a school girl crush here?"

Hermione could feel blood rush to her face as she turned a shade of red that rivalled the Weasleys. She could feel Remus looking at her.

"Well," It would do her no good to lie here, it wasn't like they would know that the professor was Remus. "He was good looking."

"WHAT!" Remus shouted. "How could you even like a monster like that!"

Hermione couldn't help but feel anger. She wouldn't let Remus self depreciate himself. It was an insult to the memory of her Remus.

"Who did you just called a monster Remus Lupin? If I ever hear you insulting my professor or any other werewolf for that matter, then I swear I will hex you into the forbidden forest on a full moon after turning you into a rabbit." She said in a low threatening voice poking a finger at his chest.

Behind her she could hear Sirius snicker at them. He was clearly enjoying her glowering at Remus. However, she wasn't finished yet.

"Werewolves don't choose to become one. They are bitten, so they are the victim and I won't let anyone say wrong about them. Yes, there are some werewolves who lose themselves to their wolf side, but there are others who want nothing more than to have a normal life. My professor was a normal person who grew fur once a month. That's the worst of it. This doesn't make him a monster , it just makes him a little... " she added after a thought, "furry."

Sirius barked out a laugh this time. Clearly because of her referring to lycanthropy as furry problem which was what they did.

Remus was staring at her and she stared back at him. She was not going to back down on it. Suddenly his eyes flickered and turned amber and Hermione knew she was dealing with Moony here. She hadn't realized how close they were standing until he slid his arms around her waist and his lips brushed against her for the first time. Hermione felt her heart pound in her chest. She wrapped her hand around his neck as his arm around her waist tightened, pulling her close to his body. He half lifted her against him, slanting his head as he kissed her passionately. Hermione knew it wasn't Remus but Moony, but she didn't care. Like other people she didn't differentiate between them. She was well aware that the wolf and man were same. The wolf his wild side while the man his kinder and loving side. It was why when she felt his tongue demanding entrance to her mouth, she granted it.

She was almost out of her breath when she pulled back. Remus too was panting with lack of air. His eyes were back to its normal blue-green color.

She saw his eyes widen in panic. If she knew Remus , and she was sure that she did, he was contemplating his action. He had regret written all over his face and it hurt Hermione more than she could tell. As he opened his mouth, Hermione held up her hand to silence.