I leaned my head on his shoulder, my eyes watching the dancing flames, my heart thumping in my head. There was a rush to this slow moment, and I couldn’t figure out why. Maybe it was the dare, but maybe it was just…me?
Of course, Elsie was commenting that she and Peter would probably conclude the premise of the contract we all signed around tonight or within the week. Perhaps it was bragging or bluffing, meaning Elsie was actually being remotely practical and using strategy—a thought that not only confused me, but downright sent terrified shivers down my spine. So perhaps I just fall victim to mind tricks more easily than say…Lily?
She’s been putting subtle hints out there to Potter, but he’s acting like he doesn’t really get it right now. A fact, which, knowing him, means that he totally has suspicions but is actually being polite by not mentioning them. I feel for the kid, I mean, Lily is a tough cookie to crumble, and I just want them to finally get together. Of course these friendship ties are intensely cutting into my obligations with the dare, which I have to win. I have to.
But I saw them by the lake today, snogging shamelessly on the wet grass, in plain view of the failing Camilla. It might make me a very bad friend, but I honestly am glad that Sirius is putting Camilla in her place, even if he doesn’t know he’s doing it. Simply by being with her, he’s throwing her normally perfectly orchestrated plans into this chaotic vortex; it’s driving her mad.
I turned my head slowly and saw the fire reflected in Remus’s eyes. It was oddly relaxing, despite the devilish appearance. I gave him a kiss and then put my head back on his shoulder. I know what you’re thinking, it’s probably late at night, most students have gone to bed, and there is just a gentle crackling of the fire to be heard, right? Wrong. This moment is being interrupted by Mimi, who claims she’s very supportive of our new relationship and that she practically set us up, rambling on and on about how she shouldn’t be failing transfiguration. Then there are the Sage twins, who keep laughing hysterically despite owning talking with each other and probably not even saying anything funny…
It was around seven. My eyes were getting sore from looking into the fire, and I knew if I didn’t stop I would probably damage them for good. But in this world, they probably have remedies for such predicaments. Remus had his arm around my shoulder, his thumb rubbing my arm when his hand was sitting. I could feel his breath coming in and out onto the top of my head, and I badly wanted to snog him, but I knew he would consider it much too inappropriate in such a public area.
He looked down at me again, this time surprising me. His gaze flickered quickly to the portrait hole, to which I smiled.
“Five minutes?” He asked. I nodded and bolted all the way upstairs into my dorm.
If you’re ever in doubt as to whether or not you are out of shape, simply run full speed up a narrow staircase and into a dorm and begin to get ready like I did. My breathing was coming quickly, in short breaths. I sighed, placing a hand on the bedpost in order to steady myself, exhaling. I imagined what Remus and I would do.
Oh my gosh. We’ve been dating for two weeks, this is definitely the night! I bounced into the lavatory, taking a look at myself in the mirror. I heard someone enter the dorm, and immediately tried to slow my pace, as not to attract suspicion. Remus dislikes attention. I know that we snog at dinner a lot, but he really thinks that if people pay more attention to him, they’ll eventually figure out his secret. The werewolf thing. Which, I must say I think does affect his human form, if you catch my drift.
“Mute?” Oh my god, Lily. Crap, what could I do? I bounced out of the washroom and pretended to dust off my clothes a bit.
“Yeah?” The excitement in my voice couldn’t be masked. I decided then to play with her mind a bit.
“Wow, you’re excited!”
I couldn’t keep it in any longer, “I think tonight’s the night, Lily!”
“Really?” No, I just told you that to screw with you, what do you think!? “That’s so awesome, Mute!”
“Thanks,” I mumbled, shifting my position. She asked me a few questions, like what I was going to wear and where we were going to actually go. The truth was, I had no idea. I mean, I figured I would just wear what I was wearing…
She went to her wardrobe and grabbed a contraceptive potion. I smiled very wide, feeling amused that I was finally using the potion that I’d been staring at every morning for the past few weeks.
I excused myself after a moment of light conversation, the five minutes that Remus gave me seemingly like a remarkably short amount of time now. I rushed into the washroom, brushing my teeth quickly. When I walked out again, Lily was gone. I looked over at the wooden wardrobe in the corner where she’d grabbed the vial. Out of the four that were usually placed there, two were missing. I had one in my hand.
I sighed, moseying down the staircase, a definitive skip in my step. Remus was waiting by the portrait hole, looking as handsome as I’d ever seen him. I sighed, staying in place for a brief moment as I observed him. His gaze was at the floor, making it easy to blatantly stare without getting embarrassed. All of a sudden, as if he sensed me watching, his eyes flickered up to meet mine.
We gazed at one another for about a minute, both smiling widely. I pushed the vial into my pocket quickly, humiliated to even have it in possession. I should have taken it upstairs, but I didn’t want to jinx the evening. I walked forward, and Remus grabbed my hand gently. We sauntered in step through the narrow portrait hole and then hurried to catch a moving staircase that, just as I’d guessed, led to the astronomy tower.
Unbalanced and fidgeting, we stumbled into the room, the huge window illuminating the room with the moonlight radiating from outside. I shivered, knowing that unlike the rest of the school, the astronomy tower was made to be remarkably cold.
“So…” Remus sighed, taking my other hand in his too. I giggled despite repeatedly telling myself mentally not to. His smile grew just a little wider, giving a devilish appearance. I didn’t mind one bit.
His lips came to mine like magnets, just as my hands immediately were softly caressing the back of his neck, playing gently with his hair. I admit, when he gave grunted, I was startled, and thought that this was a totally different person, but we continued to snog with just as much intensity.
We stumbled onto the couch that we had our first kiss on, both touching each other. His hips, more narrow than my own, pushed a bit into mine, making me gasp. A sound emitted from his throat that I hadn’t realized could have possibly been formed. His hips pushed mine again, and this time I literally made my own unnatural sound.
His hand went from my cheek, to my shoulder. As we slowly tumbled down, horizontal, his hand slipped to my hip, making me completely locked in place. I didn’t mind. His lips moved away from mine, forming small kisses on my jaw and neck.
“Remus,” I sighed. He continued, the sound of his name seemingly edging him on. His other hand, apparently more adventurous than the other, slipped into my shirt, and I gasped. It was cold. He moved it up until he was touching my chest. The soft kisses on my jaw stopped. Silence took over. We were completely motionless.
His lips ravaged my own, moving and moving. I didn’t expect it. Suddenly Remus was everywhere. His hand was sliding over my bra, not making skin contact yet, but arousing certain senses regardless while the other hand was gripping my hip. He marched forward, his weight ramming into me, more fiercely than before.
“Mute…” he groaned. I nodded, placing another kiss on his lips. I took one hand away from his shoulders and slid it downward. His breathing hitched as it reached his waist. I continued, sliding it lower, and he growled. Literally growled.
“You don’t…can’t understand…” he wasn’t making any sense, but it didn’t matter. I placed my hand delicately on the waistband of the muggle jeans he was wearing. I exhaled, my breath coming out on his shoulder. “Mute.”
“I’m right here.”
“Oh, I know,” He laughed, but stopped immediately as I attempted to unbutton his trousers. His lips came crashing down, like he needed to immediately thank me for some amazing favor. Another growl came out of his throat and I was surprised by how much it both frightened me and aroused me at the same time.
“Mmm…” I breathed. He shook his head.
Then it stopped.
Before I could count to two, Remus was on the other end of the couch, his hand far away from my chest, and my hand not unbuttoning his jeans.
“Mute, I can’t.”
“No, Remus, it’s all right…” I stopped trying to undo his clothing, instead undoing my own. I unfastened a button on my own shirt, then another. Remus’s eyes, usually so light and comforting, flew to my hands. They were darker than normal, but lightening by the second.
“Mute, stop.” He let out a small grunt, the sound seeming very uncomfortable.
“Because if you don’t, then I won’t be able to. I’ve never had this happen before, so I didn’t know. But now, I can tell. My…condition won’t allow for this to happen.”
“No, no, why not? I mean, don’t get me wrong, please, I understand, but I just don’t see why?” I tried to sound supportive, but my disappointment was palpable.
“If told you if I get really angry, my intensity from the whole…werewolf thing comes in. I can’t control it; I just go into this huge rage, like an animal. Well, that rage, that intensity, it’s here. I couldn’t keep going; I’d hurt you, or just be completely disrespectful.”
“I don’t mind?” I made a joke out the sentence, and he gave a small smile which didn’t help me. “So…we can’t?”
“Not now. I don’t trust myself.”
“I trust you.”
“I know, that’s what scares me,” he was closer to me now, and he placed a delicate kiss on my forehead. I sighed, being pulled contently into his arms. Cuddling was all right for now, but if whoever had that vial succeeded tonight, I was done for.
“Tonight is not the night,” I mumbled to myself. He put his arms protectively around me, and rubbed my shoulder with his thumb.
“Another night. Soon.” He didn’t sound very confident…
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