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I\'m going to add the remaining 3 chappies of this story today.

Thanks for your review Zeelthor - I do suck at summaries.

Fifteen Stitches - One more year at school. Enjoy.







Chapter Ten



“Married?’ Dumbledore murmured, looking from Remus to Emma then to Mr and Mrs Lupin, both of whom looked unhappy.

‘I assume this was…unexpected,’ he remarked to them and they all nodded.

Mr Lupin went on to explain that Remus had discovered that Emma was his mate and that they had… “consummated that relationship then decided to make it legal.”

‘Well, this presents a bit of a problem,’ Dumbledore mumbled, staring at the so far silent couple. ‘I assume you are asking to share a room?’

They both nodded and he frowned slightly. ‘Well, we do not have married quarters for students and I cannot allow you to share a room with your roommates…there is a spare room in the lower part of Gryffindor tower that we use when we have a larger influx of students. I suppose we could arrange for you to take that for the year.’



‘Thank you, Professor,’ Remus said softly, squeezing Emma’s hand and seeing his parents frown.

They’d been dreading this - Dumbledore was perfectly within his rights to refuse to allow them to stay in the same room, but it seemed the man might understand better than their parents did. Emma’s parents being Muggles did not come to the castle but were waiting for word on what the Headmaster had to say.

‘Could you talk to them, Albus?’ Mr Lupin asked now. ‘Explain why they should break the bond. Emma’s family want to take her to finish her schooling at Beauxbatens so we can try and also break the mating.’



‘You will not be able to do that,’ the old man said gently. ‘Not unless both parties are willing and you have enough distance between them. France is not far enough and I am guessing that neither party is wanting for this to occur?’

He looked at Remus and Emma, who both shook their heads. ‘You could break the marriage bond easily enough,’ he continued, looking at the Lupins. ‘But it has to be their decision. They are of age. They have a right to marry - whether we agree with it or not.’

Mr Lupin looked disappointed. Remus knew their parent’s had been hoping the Headmaster would help them separate he and Emma.



Emma’s parent’s wanted to move, take her away but, because she was of age, they couldn’t force her.

‘Thank God you’re not a Muggle,’ he whispered the night after they’d told her. ‘They don’t come of age until eighteen.’

He pulled her closer as they lay in their bed at the Leaky Cauldron. ‘I’m sorry, baby. I wish I could’ve been there with you.’

Both parents had refused to allow them to stay in the same room so they had gone back to the pub. Remus had been dismayed although not surprised by their parent’s reactions but Emma had copped the bulk of the complaints; crying in her old bed the night of Remus’ transformation.



Remus’ parent’s didn’t have a chance to yell at him too much before he changed, but her parents took advantage of him not being there and really applied pressure, threatening to have Remus exposed as a werewolf if she didn’t leave him.

Emma was furious. ‘If you do that, you can forget about ever seeing me again,’ she hissed, shaking with anger. ‘I would never forgive you.’

They’d backed down in the face of her fury but were still rigorous in their demands that she leave with them.



‘Can we get to the feast now, sir?’ Emma asked now, speaking for the first time. ‘This is a waste of everyone’s time. I’m sorry, Mr and Mrs Lupin, but we aren’t breaking our bond. You and my parents can either accept that or Remus and I will have to accept that you are no longer part of our lives.’

She looked at Remus who nodded. They’d talked about this. ‘I guess this is an ultimatum,’ she continued. ‘Either support us or leave us alone. You can pass that message onto my parents as well. Professor? Can we go?’

He nodded and they left the room, walking down the winding stairs to the Entrance hall.



‘Em, you alright?’ he asked, stopping her before they entered the full Dining Hall.

‘Not really,’ she muttered, running a shaking hand over her face.

He pulled her close and hugged her, feeling her arms moving around him. ‘It’ll be fine, Em,’ he soothed, kissing the top of her head that just reached his chin. ‘I promise. Would your alpha male let you down?’

She chuckled despite herself and pulled back. ‘I knew there was a reason I fancied you, Lupin,’ she said, taking his face in her hands and pulling it down to hers.

‘I thought you fancied me cause I’m great in bed,’ he mumbled against her lips and she grinned.

‘That too,’ she told him, pinching him on the ass. She leaned back in his embrace and studied him. ‘What do you think Sirius, James and Peter will say?’



‘I think they’ll be pretty stunned but…they’ll be cool in the end,’ he said thoughtfully. ‘What about the girls?’

‘Jealous,’ she smirked and he chuckled.

‘Well, I’m all yours forever, Mrs Lupin,’ he whispered and she grinned.

‘You bet your tight little ass you are,’ she retorted, kissing him once more before they heard Professor Dumbledore clear his throat gently behind them.

‘Dinner, I think,’ he said with a smile. ‘But I would like to talk to the both of you tomorrow night. Your parents have made their feelings clear and I would like to hear what you have to say.’



He shooed them into the hall, letting them take their seats before he welcomed the students and apologised for the delay.

‘Where’ve you two been?’ James hissed as Dumbledore spoke. ‘You weren’t on the train.’

Remus shook his head and put a finger to his lips. ‘Later,’ he said.

They refused to answer any questions until they were in Gryffindor Tower. He and Emma separated, arranging to meet in their new room soon. Sirius noticed something was amiss first, turning to look at Remus who had sat on the animagus’ bed, not unpacking his trunk.



‘Where’s your stuff?’ he asked and James and Peter turned to look at the empty space where Remus’ trunk usually was.

‘I’m not staying in the room with you guys this year,’ he told them, biting his lip. ‘I’m sorry I’ve been so unavailable and secretive this summer but I’ve got some things to tell you now.’

He began at the start, telling them about he and Emma fooling around to finding out she was his mate to them getting married.

They sat in silence until the end then Peter said, ‘You’re married?’

Remus nodded, looking at his friends. ‘Moony, are you sure about this?’ James asked with a worried look. ‘Forever is a bloody long time.’

‘Especially to be with only one bird,’ Sirius muttered, frowning deeply. ‘I mean, Emma’s a great kisser but…’



Remus stood abruptly, walking to the other side of the room. The wolf had snarled and his hackles rose when he recalled the scent of his friend on Emma earlier in the summer.

‘Please don’t mention you and Emma,’ he said when the other boys stared at him in confusion. ‘It…makes me jealous and I…I’m too close to the full moon still to stay in control.’

Sirius looked taken aback but nodded. ‘She’s really your mate?’ he asked and Remus nodded, calming down.

‘There’s no doubt,’ he said, coming a little closer. ‘We both felt it happen - we bonded.’

‘After you shagged?’ grinned Peter and Sirius and James chuckled.



’I suppose that’s one benefit of being married,’ James said with a grin. ’Sex whenever you want it. No sneaking into each other’s rooms. No interruptions from curious room mates…’

He glared at Sirius who laughed. ‘I accidentally caught Lily and James in a, um, compromising position a couple of weeks ago,’ he told Remus who grinned.

‘At least you aren’t going to have that problem,’ James said, standing to finish unpacking. ‘Your own room. I’m jealous.’

‘So, you’re all ok?’ Remus asked and they nodded.

‘We just want you to be happy, Moony,’ Sirius said. ‘If this makes you happy, then we’re happy. Go on - you’re busting to get back to your hot wife, aren’t you?’



Remus grinned then waved good night, walking down a few flights to the room he was sharing now with Emma. She was already in bed reading when he got there.

‘Hiya,’ she chirped, putting the book down. ‘Well?’

‘They’re happy if I’m happy,’ he told her and she grinned.

‘So are the girls,’ she said and laughed when he started to strip quickly.

‘You know what they were most jealous of?’ he asked, taking his pants off. ‘That I’d have “sex on tap” according to James.’

‘Really?’ she said with a raised eyebrow. ‘I’m not all that sure I’m in the mood tonight…’



He jumped onto the bed naked and she giggled, squealing a little when he pulled her nightshirt off over her head. She was naked underneath and he knew she’d been waiting for this.

‘You tease,’ he mumbled, latching his mouth onto her neck and sucking lightly. ’You want me bad.’

‘Hang on,’ she breathed, almost lost for words at the sensation.

Grabbing for her wand, she cast a Silencing spell then threw it down as his lips moved over her shoulder then down to her breast.

‘God, this feels so naughty,’ she murmured, then hissed as his tongue licked her nipple. ‘Doing it at school.’

Remus chuckled, his tongue tracing a moist path down her stomach until it reached her thigh.

‘Fuck, you are so wet,’ he muttered, running a finger down the crease of her sex. ‘So ready.’

She squirmed and he couldn’t wait.



‘Roll over,’ he demanded, flipping her quickly.

He hauled her hips up, feeling his need gaining urgency. Emma too was more than ready and raised herself to her elbows.

‘I love it when you’re all alpha male,’ she whispered then gasped when he entered her fast.

‘Shit,’ she moaned, pushing back hard.

Remus grabbed her waist, his hands going all the way around. ‘I feel like I could break you,’ he mumbled, thrusting hard into her.

‘Try,’ she moaned, pushing back. ‘Go harder.’

With a groan, he obliged, and it took only a few deep plunges for Emma to half scream his name, gripping the sheets under her tight. A couple more thrusts and he joined her, holding himself still as he spilled himself inside her.



‘Oh my god,’ he muttered, falling down on the bed next to her, putting his arm out and drawing her to him. ‘I am so very glad you’re my mate.’

Emma let out a breath of laughter and made a little contented noise. He kissed her neck, brushing her hair out of the way.

‘Hand me my wand?’ she mumbled sleepily and he grunted a complaint.

‘Don’t want to move,’ he said and she shifted a little.

‘Want a baby before graduation, Lupin?’ she retorted with a yawn, chuckling when she felt him rolling over to get the wand.

She ran it over herself, muttering Cleansing and contraceptive charms and turned when she felt him get out of bed.



She watched him rummage around in their as yet unpacked bags for a minute then said, ‘Can I help you?’

He looked up and smiled. ‘Nope,’ he said, standing up. ‘Found them.’

He came back over to the bed, crawling in next to her and grabbing her hand. ‘Back where it belongs,’ he murmured, sliding her plain gold wedding band back onto her finger. He kissed her hand. ‘That’ll keep all those guys away.’

They hadn’t wanted anyone to see their wedding bands before they told their friends and the Headmaster but now they knew, they wanted everyone to know. Remus handed Emma his ring and she smiled, sliding it back onto his finger.

‘Mine,’ she said softly and he smiled.

‘Yours,’ he whispered then drew her close for a kiss.



Their marriage was fodder for gossip until Christmas when everyone went home. Dumbledore had gotten several complaints from parents from the second week, after students had written home with news of the interesting development. He dealt with them quickly and quietly, also the way he dealt with Remus’ parents when they visited again, asking him on behalf of Emma’s parents as well to speak with their children again. He told them as gently as possible that they were going to have to make a choice: for now, Remus and Emma were not breaking their bonds so they could accept it and try to support their decision, or they could lose contact with the only children they had.



‘If they were regretting their choice, or discovering it was a mistake on their own,’ he said wisely. ‘All this opposition would just be fuelling their desire to stay together when they might otherwise split.’

Mr and Mrs Lupin looked hopeful at his words until he added, ‘Although, having spoken with them and observed them together, I doubt they’ll be wanting to break their bond anytime soon. Have you considered that perhaps this wasn’t a mistake? That they really are in love and thought this through thoroughly before committing?’

‘They’re so young…’ began Mrs Lupin but the Headmaster interrupted.

‘Some might say that they are lucky to have found each other so soon,’ he suggested. ‘Some people never find their mate; perhaps there is a good reason they came together so early in their lives?’



The young couple decided to stay in the castle when the other students went home, figuring they may as well stay for free rather than pay to stay in the Leaky Cauldron again. They hadn’t heard from their parent’s except when they wrote to complain, and had no intention of going home to listen to more of the same.

They woke late Christmas morning after a night spent celebrating their first Christmas Eve together.

‘Merry Christmas,’ Remus whispered in her ear, snuggling close behind her.

‘Merry Christmas,’ Emma murmured back, wriggling her backside against his already hard cock.

The full moon was that night and as usual, he was insatiable in his need for his mate.



‘Are you too sore?’ he asked, sliding his hand over her stomach and down.

‘A little,’ she confessed. They had been vigorous in their numerous celebrations last night.

‘Sorry, honey,’ he said softly, his face tensing.

He knew he was a bit rougher around the full moon but last night he had been particularly out of control, unable to quench his lust entirely. Hating that he’d hurt her, he removed his hand from her belly and shifted it to himself.

‘I’ll go to the bathroom,’ he murmured, intending on taking care of his immediate problem alone, even though he knew his erection would be back within an hour or so if he relieved himself. His hand just wasn’t as effective at sating him as Emma’s body was.

‘No,’ she said, rolling over. ‘There are other ways for me to look after my wolf.’



She slid her body over his and kissed him, hard and fast, the way he liked it in the morning. Seeing his weeping cock made her realise how desperate he was and she didn’t waste time on foreplay. Ducking down, she took him into her mouth, hearing his approving groan. She took as much of him as she could, forcing back her gag reflex to let him slide down her throat.

‘Fuck,’ he whispered, feeling the wet tightness massaging his head and he knew he didn’t have long.

Thrusting, he forgot about everything except how fucking good this felt and grasped her head as he shouted out her name, coming hard. He felt her swipe her tongue one last time around the tip of his cock then the warmth of her mouth was gone.

Eyes closed, he thought they might have finally managed to exhaust the wolf the drove him.



He felt her reach for her wand and opened his eyes. Blood dripped down her chin and he sat up, eyes wide in horror.

‘What the hell?’ he exclaimed loudly, pulling her hand away from her mouth so he could see.

‘It’s alright,’ she said, calmly, reaching for her wand. ‘Don’t, Remus. You’ll get blood all over the place.’

She smacked his hand off hers with her wand then pointed it at her face, muttering a basic healing spell then another incantation that made the blood disappear.

‘What happened?’ he demanded, shocked and she shook her head, touching her mouth gingerly.

‘Nothing,’ she said, then smiled. ‘My lip split. It’s fine now.’



Remus stared at her, frowning as he felt self loathing rise inside him. ‘I did it?’ he said, not really asking. ‘How…?’

‘My lip caught on my teeth, that’s all,’ she said, lying back down and grabbing his arm. ‘It was just a cut. Lips bleed a lot. Come and lie down with me.’

Remus closed his eyes, horrified that he’d hurt her, then got out of bed. ‘I’m just…’ he waved his hand in the direction of the bathroom, fear and disgust making his voice break. Quickly he hid behind the door, sitting on the freezing floor as tears rose in his eyes.

‘I hurt her,’ he whispered, pressing the heels of his hands hard against his eyes.



He felt something warm and fuzzy around his shoulders and saw a dressed Emma sit next to him, draping a blanket around him.

‘Honey, it was an accident,’ she said softly. ‘It was my own fault. I should have been more careful.’

‘For God’s sake, Jack,’ he growled, angry at himself. ‘I couldn’t have been more fucking inconsiderate if I’d tried. Stop defending me. I hurt you. I did it.’

She looked at him with a frown. ‘Yes, you did,’ she told him. ‘But I could have stopped you. Remus, I know what you are. I know my role as your mate just before the full moon and I’m happy to do it. If it means the occasional cut or bruise, well, I love you enough to overlook it. And I know you’ll make it up to me when you can.’



He still looked mutinous and she pulled him closer, kissing his temple. ‘Honey, you’re leaving me tonight,’ she whispered. ‘Please don’t waste the day worrying about this. Just come and spend some time with me before I lose you to the wolf again.’

Emma felt his body relax some and he leaned more heavily into her. ‘I’m sorry, Em,’ he said softly and she nodded.

‘I know,’ she told him. ‘On the positive side, I’m sitting next to you, it’s been ten minutes since you came and no new hard on. Maybe we finally wore it out.’

Remus chuckled and nodded, standing up then pulling up to her feet. ‘Maybe,’ he agreed.

‘I’m starving,’ Emma said cheerfully, pulling his towards the door. ‘Let’s see if any of the house elves will take pity on us and give us some early lunch.’



The year flew by and still, their parents weren’t softening. They did keep contact, but still refused to accept the situation. NEWTS came and the two did well. Emma applied to the Ministry, and was accepted into a traineeship starting in the new year. Remus was finding it more difficult, his status making it difficult for him to get a job.



The night before they left Hogwarts, they spent with their friends celebrating. Emma found Remus after only a couple of hours.

‘Babe, I’m going to bed,’ she told him, ignoring Sirius’ raised eyebrow. ‘You don’t have to come. I’m just tired still.’

Remus frowned but nodded, kissing her then watching her walk away. She’d been tired a lot lately. They put it down to exams but she was feeling ill as well. Nauseous, crampy, sore back and aching all over. She looked exhausted.

‘Stop perving at your wife and drink this Firewhiskey,’ Sirius demanded, handing him a glass.

He took it and sculled it down as instructed, soon forgetting about his wife’s tiredness for a while.