Things Don\'t Go As Planned
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Remus/Hermione
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Adult +
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9
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25,252
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27
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
2
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Harry Potter is owned by J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers. I'm not making any money from this or anything else that I dish out
Chapter 3
Title: Things Don’t Go as Planned
Rating: M
Summary: Hermione gets bitten by Lupin during her third year. During the course of that year she finds her soul mate, gets a surprise, has odd effects, puts up with prats, finds a unusual friend, puts up with a meddling Headmaster, and wonders why the world has gone to hell, HG/RL pairing.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers. I’m making no money off of this or anything else that I dish out.
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To yugioh85: Thanks for your review and I’m glad that you liked how I handled Ron. I’m going to pair Harry up with someone but I don’t know who yet. The whole thing between Hermione and Remus won’t be all flowers and chocolate and she’ll have some slight problems. Oh got a surprise for all in Chapter 5.
To 40loner: Glad that you like it and I thought that it was about time that Dumbledore stop pretending that he’s this calm person.
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Chapter 3
Notice: There is some kissing as Hermione is getting near her transformation.
Hermione didn’t know what to think as the days turned into weeks. Professor Snape came around with the Wolfbane Potion and Hermione swore she smelled something on his clothes, like a perfume, but she didn’t ask him about it. He was an adult and what he did was his own personal business. Snape had warned her that the potion would taste horrible and it sure lived up to that warning.
“I’ll bring you some tomorrow,” Snape told her.
“Thanks,” Hermione said and went back to her work.
That afternoon she was heading back from the Library after finishing her Charms essay when she ran right into Malfoy. Oh great, Hermione thought, she needed to run into rich git. He always thought that he was better than everyone else and the smirk on his face told her that he still believed it.
“Ooh Potty’s friend,” he taunted, “So heard that you and Weasle had a break up.”
“I’m not dating him, Malfoy,” Hermione snarled, trying to control the wolf that was almost finished fully forming.
“Of course not, he doesn’t want to be around some filthy Mud-.”
“Get away from her,” Lupin suddenly said and Hermione felt so relieved to see him.
“Yeah, fine,” Malfoy said and he left.
“Thanks,” Hermione said to him, making sure that nothing was missing, “So how did you know that I was in trouble?”
“I didn’t,” Lupin answered, “I’m doing my patrols early.”
“Thanks,” Hermione repeated and then Lupin did something strange, he started to sniff her.
This was beyond odd and all Hermione wanted him to do was stop. Of course the wolf inside her liked it and that reminded her how much of a freak she was.
“Please, stop,” Hermione begged.
“Oh you don’t like Moody sniffing you, little wereling,” Lupin said, though it wasn’t his voice.
Hermione gasped and then he was kissing her.
Hermione at once responded, wrapping her arms around him and drawing him closer. Gods, this man could kiss and the reasonable part of her brain screamed at her to stop but he just tasted so good. He pressed against her and she moaned, allowing his tongue to snake into her mouth. She let out another moan, the wolf in her howling with pleasure. This was too good to even be considered legal. Suddenly she smelled the scent of Dumbledore and pushed him away. He must of smelled it too because at that moment Dumbledore came around the corner.
“Oh Hermione, Remus, there you two are,” Dumbledore said, “McGonagall is coming and she can’t find Ginny.”
“W-What, oh no,” Hermione said.
Despite fearing for Ginny’s life again she couldn’t help but lick her lips. His taste was still there and she had to hold back the shiver of pleasure.
“I’ll help you look for her,” Lupin told the Headmaster.
“Thanks,” Dumbledore said.
“I’ll look elsewhere,” Hermione said, “Maybe she’s hiding somewhere.”
“Let’s hope that none of the Slytherin’s have hexed her,” Dumbledore said to them and they parted ways.
Hermione looked for Ginny most of the night but in the end fire-called Dumbledore (Percy had showed her how) telling him that she didn’t know where Ginny was.
“Thanks for trying to find her,” Dumbledore said and then the painting moved and in came Ginny.
“Where have you been?” Hermione demanded.
“Talking with someone,” Ginny said, “Like that’s any of your business.”
“Me and two Professors were looking for you,” Hermione said, “We thought that you had been hexed or something.”
“No, I was just talking to someone.”
“Harry.”
“No,” Ginny answered.
“Merlin, you need to tell me,” Hermione said.
“May I ask you a question,” Ginny asked her.
“Sure, what?”
“Why are your lips swollen,” she asked.
Hermione raced to a mirror and sure enough they were red. Oh someone kill her and bury her somewhere.
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Lupin couldn’t believe that he had kissed Hermione Granger. The smell of her nearly formed wolf was starting to get too much to handle. It was a week before the full moon and already he was smelling her. Gods, she had tasted like heaven, and his body shuttered to think what she would feel like when he mated with her. It was something that was going to happen and even though she would hate him later it was part of life.
He personally hated himself.
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“I personally don’t see why Lupin is all upset over,” Snape said to Dumbledore.
“You know that he cares about following the rules,” Dumbledore said, “So, what have you been doing, Severus.”
Snape looked at him and glared. He then said, “And why is it that your suddenly interested in my love life?”
“Well you seem to be a little out of it as of late,” Dumbledore told him, “I’m mean, not in the classroom where people would notice but I’ve noticed.”
“Oh and I bet that you’ve been having a betting pool, deciding who I’m suddenly dating,” Snape said.
Dumbledore grinned and then said, “Well a old man can wish for you to find happiness.”
“I can’t believe this,” Snape said, sounding agitated, “If I want to date someone that doesn’t mean that everyone should be betting on who I date.”
Dumbledore chuckled and said, “Well we’ll just have to wait and see.”
Snape left, feeling his face go red.
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“So did you get your Divination essay done,” Hermione asked Harry.
“Yes,” Harry answered, “So how was your trip to Hogsmead, I didn’t get a chance to ask?”
“It was great,” Hermione answered, grinning.
It was now near the end of November. She had been bitten after Black had tried to get into Gryffindor Tower and her November hadn’t been good for her. She was still going over the kiss in her mind and now she was starting to dream about Lupin taking her. It was odd, uncomfortable, and downright bizarre. She just hoped that Harry never found out that she was a werewolf. It would be the end of her friendship.
When Harry had left she headed down to Snape’s office to get her dose of Wolfbane. She knocked on his door but no one answered. Odd, she thought, he knew that she needed it. She checked her watch, it was still hours for him. She knocked again but nothing. And then she sniffed the doorframe and smelled it. He was there alright but he must of cast a Silencing Charm on the door.
“Okay, that’s it,” Hermione said, “I need my damn Wolfbane and I want it now.”
She pounded on the door and then sent a shocking spell right through the Silencing Charm. Five minutes later the door opened and Hermione was hit full blown with the smell of sex. She almost gagged.
“Yes,” he said.
“Oh Gods, I came for my Wolfbane,” she said, covering her mouth, “I’ll come back with you air out your damn office.”
She bolted before she threw up. Men, are so fucking gross!
Later a cup was placed on her table and she looked up to see Ginny standing there.
“Yes,” Hermione muttered.
“Snape had me give this to you,” Ginny told her.
“Oh gross boy,” Hermione snarled and drank it down, shuttering, “Stink pot, sick man, walking fertility clinic.”
Ginny looked at her and asked, “What’s your problem?”
“Oh nothing just that Snape has officially ruined any respect that he might of gotten from me,” Hermione told her, “His office reaked of damn sex. You would think that he would do that stuff in his quarters where I can’t stinking smell it.”
Ginny laughed and Hermione got agitated. What had she said that was so damn funny?
“Yeah, and what’s worth the hoot?” Hermione asked her.
“Hermione, my mum told me that it’s natural for a room to smell like that,” Ginny told her, “I don’t think that he would leave it like that.”
“Yeah, whatever,” Hermione said, “His robes better not smell like it or I’m so leaving.”
“I’m sure they won’t,” Ginny said and then left Hermione alone to her own thoughts.
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Snape was in his office when an owl dropped a letter off. He opened and read:
Next time, air out your office. I thought she was going to smell me.
“Stinking werewolf,” Snape muttered and threw the letter away.
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Note: Ooh I wonder who is spending time with Snape, giggles. Not going to tell you who it is because I’m not going to ruin it. See you guys on Tuesday
Rating: M
Summary: Hermione gets bitten by Lupin during her third year. During the course of that year she finds her soul mate, gets a surprise, has odd effects, puts up with prats, finds a unusual friend, puts up with a meddling Headmaster, and wonders why the world has gone to hell, HG/RL pairing.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers. I’m making no money off of this or anything else that I dish out.
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To yugioh85: Thanks for your review and I’m glad that you liked how I handled Ron. I’m going to pair Harry up with someone but I don’t know who yet. The whole thing between Hermione and Remus won’t be all flowers and chocolate and she’ll have some slight problems. Oh got a surprise for all in Chapter 5.
To 40loner: Glad that you like it and I thought that it was about time that Dumbledore stop pretending that he’s this calm person.
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Chapter 3
Notice: There is some kissing as Hermione is getting near her transformation.
Hermione didn’t know what to think as the days turned into weeks. Professor Snape came around with the Wolfbane Potion and Hermione swore she smelled something on his clothes, like a perfume, but she didn’t ask him about it. He was an adult and what he did was his own personal business. Snape had warned her that the potion would taste horrible and it sure lived up to that warning.
“I’ll bring you some tomorrow,” Snape told her.
“Thanks,” Hermione said and went back to her work.
That afternoon she was heading back from the Library after finishing her Charms essay when she ran right into Malfoy. Oh great, Hermione thought, she needed to run into rich git. He always thought that he was better than everyone else and the smirk on his face told her that he still believed it.
“Ooh Potty’s friend,” he taunted, “So heard that you and Weasle had a break up.”
“I’m not dating him, Malfoy,” Hermione snarled, trying to control the wolf that was almost finished fully forming.
“Of course not, he doesn’t want to be around some filthy Mud-.”
“Get away from her,” Lupin suddenly said and Hermione felt so relieved to see him.
“Yeah, fine,” Malfoy said and he left.
“Thanks,” Hermione said to him, making sure that nothing was missing, “So how did you know that I was in trouble?”
“I didn’t,” Lupin answered, “I’m doing my patrols early.”
“Thanks,” Hermione repeated and then Lupin did something strange, he started to sniff her.
This was beyond odd and all Hermione wanted him to do was stop. Of course the wolf inside her liked it and that reminded her how much of a freak she was.
“Please, stop,” Hermione begged.
“Oh you don’t like Moody sniffing you, little wereling,” Lupin said, though it wasn’t his voice.
Hermione gasped and then he was kissing her.
Hermione at once responded, wrapping her arms around him and drawing him closer. Gods, this man could kiss and the reasonable part of her brain screamed at her to stop but he just tasted so good. He pressed against her and she moaned, allowing his tongue to snake into her mouth. She let out another moan, the wolf in her howling with pleasure. This was too good to even be considered legal. Suddenly she smelled the scent of Dumbledore and pushed him away. He must of smelled it too because at that moment Dumbledore came around the corner.
“Oh Hermione, Remus, there you two are,” Dumbledore said, “McGonagall is coming and she can’t find Ginny.”
“W-What, oh no,” Hermione said.
Despite fearing for Ginny’s life again she couldn’t help but lick her lips. His taste was still there and she had to hold back the shiver of pleasure.
“I’ll help you look for her,” Lupin told the Headmaster.
“Thanks,” Dumbledore said.
“I’ll look elsewhere,” Hermione said, “Maybe she’s hiding somewhere.”
“Let’s hope that none of the Slytherin’s have hexed her,” Dumbledore said to them and they parted ways.
Hermione looked for Ginny most of the night but in the end fire-called Dumbledore (Percy had showed her how) telling him that she didn’t know where Ginny was.
“Thanks for trying to find her,” Dumbledore said and then the painting moved and in came Ginny.
“Where have you been?” Hermione demanded.
“Talking with someone,” Ginny said, “Like that’s any of your business.”
“Me and two Professors were looking for you,” Hermione said, “We thought that you had been hexed or something.”
“No, I was just talking to someone.”
“Harry.”
“No,” Ginny answered.
“Merlin, you need to tell me,” Hermione said.
“May I ask you a question,” Ginny asked her.
“Sure, what?”
“Why are your lips swollen,” she asked.
Hermione raced to a mirror and sure enough they were red. Oh someone kill her and bury her somewhere.
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Lupin couldn’t believe that he had kissed Hermione Granger. The smell of her nearly formed wolf was starting to get too much to handle. It was a week before the full moon and already he was smelling her. Gods, she had tasted like heaven, and his body shuttered to think what she would feel like when he mated with her. It was something that was going to happen and even though she would hate him later it was part of life.
He personally hated himself.
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“I personally don’t see why Lupin is all upset over,” Snape said to Dumbledore.
“You know that he cares about following the rules,” Dumbledore said, “So, what have you been doing, Severus.”
Snape looked at him and glared. He then said, “And why is it that your suddenly interested in my love life?”
“Well you seem to be a little out of it as of late,” Dumbledore told him, “I’m mean, not in the classroom where people would notice but I’ve noticed.”
“Oh and I bet that you’ve been having a betting pool, deciding who I’m suddenly dating,” Snape said.
Dumbledore grinned and then said, “Well a old man can wish for you to find happiness.”
“I can’t believe this,” Snape said, sounding agitated, “If I want to date someone that doesn’t mean that everyone should be betting on who I date.”
Dumbledore chuckled and said, “Well we’ll just have to wait and see.”
Snape left, feeling his face go red.
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“So did you get your Divination essay done,” Hermione asked Harry.
“Yes,” Harry answered, “So how was your trip to Hogsmead, I didn’t get a chance to ask?”
“It was great,” Hermione answered, grinning.
It was now near the end of November. She had been bitten after Black had tried to get into Gryffindor Tower and her November hadn’t been good for her. She was still going over the kiss in her mind and now she was starting to dream about Lupin taking her. It was odd, uncomfortable, and downright bizarre. She just hoped that Harry never found out that she was a werewolf. It would be the end of her friendship.
When Harry had left she headed down to Snape’s office to get her dose of Wolfbane. She knocked on his door but no one answered. Odd, she thought, he knew that she needed it. She checked her watch, it was still hours for him. She knocked again but nothing. And then she sniffed the doorframe and smelled it. He was there alright but he must of cast a Silencing Charm on the door.
“Okay, that’s it,” Hermione said, “I need my damn Wolfbane and I want it now.”
She pounded on the door and then sent a shocking spell right through the Silencing Charm. Five minutes later the door opened and Hermione was hit full blown with the smell of sex. She almost gagged.
“Yes,” he said.
“Oh Gods, I came for my Wolfbane,” she said, covering her mouth, “I’ll come back with you air out your damn office.”
She bolted before she threw up. Men, are so fucking gross!
Later a cup was placed on her table and she looked up to see Ginny standing there.
“Yes,” Hermione muttered.
“Snape had me give this to you,” Ginny told her.
“Oh gross boy,” Hermione snarled and drank it down, shuttering, “Stink pot, sick man, walking fertility clinic.”
Ginny looked at her and asked, “What’s your problem?”
“Oh nothing just that Snape has officially ruined any respect that he might of gotten from me,” Hermione told her, “His office reaked of damn sex. You would think that he would do that stuff in his quarters where I can’t stinking smell it.”
Ginny laughed and Hermione got agitated. What had she said that was so damn funny?
“Yeah, and what’s worth the hoot?” Hermione asked her.
“Hermione, my mum told me that it’s natural for a room to smell like that,” Ginny told her, “I don’t think that he would leave it like that.”
“Yeah, whatever,” Hermione said, “His robes better not smell like it or I’m so leaving.”
“I’m sure they won’t,” Ginny said and then left Hermione alone to her own thoughts.
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Snape was in his office when an owl dropped a letter off. He opened and read:
Next time, air out your office. I thought she was going to smell me.
“Stinking werewolf,” Snape muttered and threw the letter away.
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Note: Ooh I wonder who is spending time with Snape, giggles. Not going to tell you who it is because I’m not going to ruin it. See you guys on Tuesday