Hurt

Draco eyes Hermione when she enters the classroom on Remus’ heels. Her robes shift enough for Draco to catch a glimpse of her ever-expanding midsection. “You’re here awfully early, Malfoy,” Ron sneers as he walks into the classroom followed by Harry.

The blonde boy ignores his redheaded tormentor while his gaze remains trained on Hermione’s subtly hidden belly. Harry and Ron follow his stare then scowl. Ron shoves Draco to gain his attention. “Get your eyes off her!” he snarls. Remus looks up from murmuring meaningless words into Hermione’s ear.

“What’s going on here?” he demands.

“He was ogling ‘Mione!” Harry states and digs his finger into Draco’s chest. Draco shoves him away and looks at Remus.

“I have the right. No one’s name is on her,” he hisses. Remus grabs the boy by the collar of his shirt and lifts him from the floor.

The rest of the students file into the room as Remus glares at Draco. “She is mine,” he hisses soft enough for only Draco to hear. He releases the boy so Draco stumbles to his knees. “If you are wondering about that present your father sent her. It was destroyed,” he adds. Draco’s eyes narrow as he rights his shirt.

“Obviously,” he snaps and throws his bag onto the floor next to his chair. Remus continues to glare at him until Hermione’s fingers on his elbow draw his attention.

“You could have seriously hurt him,” she whispers. Remus snorts.

“He hurt you and you’re defending him?”

“No. I’m protecting you from being fired,” she hisses and promptly ignores him. Remus frowns at her then turns his attention to the students.

A soft murmur ripples through the room so he raises an eyebrow at them. “Read chapter forty-six then write a two foot essay on it. And no plagiarism Mr. Weasley,” he says and gives Ron a pointed glance.

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Remus watches as Hermione unbuttons her blouse and shrugs it off. She drops her skirt around her ankles follows by her panties. “Help me,” she whispers and looks to Remus.

“Of course love,” he replies and unhooks her bra. She sighs so he chuckles. “I think we need to get you new bras,” he purrs and cups one heavy globe. A soft blush creeps to her cheeks then flares when he tweaks one of her nipples.

“Remus?” she asks cautiously.

He hums against her ear in response. She shivers as his other hand begins teasing her other nipple. A flood of warmth in her lower belly makes her grab his hand. Remus blinks as she pulls him toward the bed. “What is it?” he asks in concern.

Hermione remains silent as she lies back and gives his arm a tug. The bed sinks as he kneels over her. “Please?” she whimpers. “Eamon and Alaric will be here this evening. Now please.” Realization dawns on his face then a wolfish grin spreads across his lips.

“I see. You want me to have you,” he murmurs. She nods vigorously so he reaches down and drags his fingers along her folds. “Are you sure it’s not too early? Will I scar you for life?” Hermione turning him onto his back and straddling his hips answers his queries. She rips his shirt open then attacks his belt buckle.

“Does this get me out of homework tonight?” she teases while pulling his pants and boxers down his hips. She gently strokes his erection as he leans back on his elbows and glares at her.

“Of course not. That’s favoritism and I don’t go for that,” he replies. Hermione hums then shifts when he leans his head back against the pillows. Remus’ eyes snap open again and he looks at her when she flicks her tongue over the head of his erection. “A plus!” he gasps when she takes him into her mouth.

Hermione hides a feral grin as she works the poor man. “Stop! Okay enough!” Remus pants. She frowns when he pushes her away.

“Did I do something wrong?” she asks.

“Hands and knees, I don’t want to hurt you,” he growls. She does as told then gasps when he grabs her hips and buries himself inside her from behind. Her fingers grip the bed sheet and he moans. “Merlin, you’re scorching me,” he mumbles.

Hermione glances at him over her shoulder as he slowly starts to withdraw. “Please Remus,” she whimpers. He pushes back into her so she hisses.

“It’s not a horrible act, is it?” he groans and begins thrusting at a steady pace. She shakes her head then starts moaning with each movement.

“Remus,” she whispers into the pillows. He picks up his pace even more and soon has her crying out when he hits a sensitive spot. “Remus!” she sobs with her orgasm. He growls her name then jerks against her as his own climax racks his body.

He pulls away from her then gathers her into his arms. “Love you,” she mumbles against his chest. He buries his nose in her hair as he responds in kind.

“And I love you.”

“You know… Silencing spells go a LONG way!” Sirius’ voice bellows from the sitting area on the other side of the door. Hermione freezes then looks at Remus when he guffaws. She giggles at him so he kisses her.

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Sirius pointedly ignores his best friend as Remus and Hermione settle next to him at the breakfast table. Eamon rubs his cheek against Hermione’s shoulder while Alaric sits next to Remus. Albus takes his seat and glances at Hermione. He surveys her belly then studies Eamon. “How is he dear?” he asks.

Hermione draws away from him and holds Eamon closer. Remus gently extracts the baby from her arms and holds him for Albus to see. Severus sits on Albus’ other side. “Is she getting big yet?” he asks.

Remus nods. “Yes. She’s been showing for a week now. Not too noticeably but it’s still obviously there,” he replies. Eamon watches him closely then cracks a grin when Remus looks down at him.

“He really likes you,” Albus says and strokes Eamon’s forehead. Remus plays with the baby’s hand then looks at the students gathered in the Great Hall for breakfast. Soft whispers drift up to his sensitive ears while they watch him play with Eamon.

Sirius jumps when he feels Hermione touch his arm. He looks at her so she smiles. “I’m not angry with you,” he replies to her unspoken question. “He should not behave the way he does,” he says and motions to Remus. She nods then takes Eamon from Remus and offers him the bottle Dobby gives her. The house elf disappears as food appears on the tables.

“Remus, I need to see her today,” Poppy says from Severus’ other side. Remus nods in response. “Eamon as well.”

Hermione strokes her finger along Eamon’s cheek while ignoring the students’ continued murmurs. She stands from the table and follows Remus when he leaves the Hall. “Why does she need to see me?” she asks once they reach an unoccupied corridor.

“She will start checking you every two weeks then eventually it will be every week. It’s for the safety of the twins. Sirius, why are you following us?” Remus asks when a shadow falls over Hermione. The other man squares his shoulders.

“You said you weren’t pursuing her. You lied,” he says. Remus shakes his head.

“No, plans change,” he murmurs then takes Hermione’s hand and leads her to the infirmary.

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A/N: Wow, life kind of bit me in the bum for a few days. Anyhooz, new chapter and another "bad" scene. I really love tormenting Draco. It's one of my favorite past times. Wheee! Still taking votes for the names/sex of the twins. Onward!