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Calling Me Home
Title: Calling Me Home
Email: bellaireland@sbcglobal.net
Author: Bella Ireland
Disclaimer: No profits are being made from this story. The characters are not mine, only the plot, and the smut.
Distribution: The Merry Wizards List until the deadline. Afterwards, please email me if you want to archive it somewhere else.
Spoilers: All the books.
Summary: Remus leaves London after the war while secretly harboring his love for Harry. If he returns, will things still be the same? Can they finally be together?
Pairings: HP/RL, SS/HG
Rating: NC-17
Author Note: Written for the Merrywizards Secret Santa challenge 2003.
Assignment # 41.
Requested: Harry/Middle Gen (SS or RL or LM ect. No AD)
Type: Romance
Special Request(s): None
CALLING ME HOME
(Remus’ POV)
I am not entirely sure why I am returning to London. Nevertheless, I do believe it is the right decision. A part of me believes I am returning because I can fight my feelings no longer. Another part, a much larger part believes I am returning because he is calling to me. I know that sounds bizarre, however we are living in a world of magic. It may not seem so bizarre afterall.
I left London shortly after the end of the war. He was the only real tie I had to my past, and I abandoned him. It is perhaps the most foolish mistake I have ever made in all my 46 years. I left the one person that I could envision loving for all eternity. The one person I could have fallen in love with so easily. The only person the wolf would have claimed for a mate. Oh yes, the wolf wanted him. Moreover, for the first time since I had been bitten, I agreed wholeheartedly with the wolf. I wanted Harry Potter for my own. And for that very reason, I left London, prepared to never return.
It has been five yearsce Ice I have last stepped foot onto British soil. I have made France my home since leaving London. The ministry has kept a tight watch over me, however they have not divulged my whereabouts to anyone. As long as they know where I am, they could care less about whom I was hiding from. He has tried to find me. He and Charlie Weasley came rather close on several occasions. However, the one person I have remained in contact with has kept his word and refused to reveal my location. I imagine it has been hard for Severus, being married to Harry’s best friend. However, Severus needed my help once, and a wizard’s debt is never forgotten.
In part, it is because of that debt I am returning. I have come home because Severus needs me. Well, his child needs me. And, I could not refuse his request. A tragic accident has resulted in injury to their daughter. She was helping Severus gather potion ingredients one afternoon and a young wolf bit her. There is no danger of her becoming a werewolf; however, the saliva from the bite refuses to let the wound heal. It is on her wand arm and if it is not properly taken care of, she could lose use of her arm completely. Only the blood of a willing werewolf can heal such an unexplained wound.
Not a word has been mentioned of Harry, or of his life. I have no idea if he is married, if he has children of his own, or if he is involved with someone. I do know that he is teaching DADA at Hogwarts. He has been ever since I left. Other than that trivial detail, I know nothing of his life or of the man, he has become.
Now, as I come back to the land that I once vowed never to return to, I find myself wondering what is to come of me. What is to come of this love I have been harboring for nearly seven years? I guess I shall find out soon enough. The carriage has arrived to take me to Hogwarts, and the butterflies in my stomach are swarming.
(End of First Person)
Remus approached the carriage with apprehension. He was as nervous as a first year, going to Hogwarts for the first time. He could not believe that the prospect of seeing Harry was having such an effect on him. As the carriage stopped, a cloaked figure exited. The hood was drawn up around the face, and Remus could not tell who had come for him. He ca a g a glimpse of raven hair, and his heart began to race. He could not believe that Harry would be sent to greet him. He specified that Severus or Hermione greet him. He was not prepared to see Harry, not yet.
As the figure pulled down the hood, Remus breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Severus had come for him. A part of him was disappointed that it had not been Harry. But for the most part, he was relieved.
“Hello Remus. Hermione and I can’t think you enougr cor coming.”
Remus shook Severus’ hand and told him it was well worth the journey to help their child.
“Hermione is expecting again. She is positive this one is a boy.” This would make their fourth child. Chloe would be six in a few months, Moira had just turned four, and Jasmine was three. At first, it was a bit of a shock seeing Severus with Hermione. Everyone quickly accepted their relationship when they had announced their engagement. Remus and Harry were the only ones that knew of their relationship prior to the announcement. It had started at the end of their seventh year when Albus appointed Hermione as Severus’ assistant. They created healing potions as well as some very dark and deadly potions to help fight the war. The close companionship turned into friendship, and ultimately into love.
Remus was happy for Severus and Hermione. It seemed that they were determined to have a house full of Snape’s to watch over. “A boy? Thatreatreat Severus.” Of course, Hermione was positive during the past two pregnancies that she was having a boy as well, and they turned out to be girls.
“Yes, we’re both very excited. And the girls are ecstatic. Come along, it is getting rather nasty out here. Everyone is awaiting your arrival.”
Remus followed Severus into the carriage and pulled his hood up around his head. The snow was falling rather heavily, and the temperature had seemed to drop drastically. As they followed the snow covered road to Hogwarts, Remus’ thoughts once again traveled to Harry.
Severus, using Occlumency read his thoughts. He knew Remus was thinking of Harry. It was written all over his face. So much hurt, so much longing. He hoped that Remus would be returning for good. He wanted nothing else than for Remus to finally confess his heart to Harry so that they could make a life together at Hogwarts. However, what awaited them at the castle may have an adverse effect on that life.
The carriage pulled into the gates, and Remus saw two more cloaked figures waiting for them. One had a very swollen abdomen and he realized that it was Hermione. The other figure had his arm around her shoulders, and Remus’ heart skipped a beat. He knew that cloak. It was the last gift he had given Harry.
As the carriage stopped, at the foot of the steps, Hermione removed her hood and Harry followed suit. Remus’ heart leapt at the site before him. Harry’s hair was a bit longer than it had been when he had left. It was shoulder length, and the bangs were long enough to hide his scar. Remus could not blame him for that. His face was a bit fuller, but not fat by any means. And, the goatee that he had grown was gorgeous. At least Remus thought so. It was hard to assess, but it also appeared that he had gained a few needed pounds.
“Hurry up you two. The snow is getting terrible. Albus is predicting quite a storm. It’s a good thing the students have already left for the Holiday.”
“Always hounding.” Remus snickered at Severus’ remark about his wife yes yes, married life suited his friend quite well.
“Hello Hermione. You are simply glowing.” She pulled Remus into a bone-crushing hug and whispered quietly in his ear.
“Don’t go this time. Find your courage and let him know.” Remus pulled away and glared at Severus. It seemes frs friend could not keep everything a secret. Severus just acted as if he had no idea what Remus was glaring about.
“Hello Remus. Glad you could come.” Remus held his hand out for Harry to shake it. Instead, Harry pulled him in for another hug. “It’s good to see you again, Remi.” Harry’s lips hovered close to Remus’ ear. The vibrations from his voice sent shivers down Remus’ spine.
“It’s good to see you too, Harry.” They pulled from the embrace, both men feeling their magic swirling between them. Instantly the wolf remembered Harry’s scent and silently howled for more.
Once inside, they greeted the entourage of children waiting for them. “Well hello.” Remus knelt down to say hello to Chloe. She had been just a baby when Remus left and he seriously doubted that she would remember him. “How are you Chloe?”
“Are you gonna make my arm better?” Remus nodded at her and she smiled. “My momma says you are a very brave and gentle man.”
“Your mother gives me far too much credit.” She hugged Remus and he caught sight of their other two children. “You must be Moira and Jasmine.” The girls nodded at Remus and he reached out to shake their hands. Jasmine smiled fondly at Remus and shook his hand. However, Moira pulled away and just watched.
“She’s a bit apprehensive with strangers Remus. Don’t let it bother you.” Harry reached over and picked up the little girl. “Remus is a very old friend of your Papa’s. He lso lso an amazing man.” Remus blushed at Harry’s assessment of him. Perhaps there was hope for him yet.
“Papa, Papa, has your friend arrived?” Although a small child spoke those words, they reverberated through Remus’ head. That simple sentence made his heart sink into his stomach. It was, as he feared. Harry was married and had a child. The boy looked just like his father. However, upon closer inspection, Remus recalled something familiar about him. The boy ran down the steps and fell flat onto his face. Instantly Remus knew whom his mother was.
“Your and Tonks’ son?” Harry nodded in response. “Yes, this is Tad.” Remus swallowed hard, and Hermione and Severus noticed. “It is an honor to meet you Tad.” The boy picked himself up and ran over to his father. “How old is he Harry?”
“He’s three.” Remus watched as the children fussed over who was going to sit beside him at dinner. He could not figure out what Hermione had meant. If Harry was married to Tonks, then why did she tell him to tell Harry how he felt? Remus decided to fish for more information as he was led to his rooms.
“We’ve put you up here with Tad and I. You’re directly across the hall.” Harry led him up towards Gryffindor Tower, but stopped on the third floor corridor. “This way, when the time comes to collect your blood, you’ll be easily accessible.” Harry waved his wand over a tapestry and a door appeared. Remus followed him inside, making a mental note of the password.
“Aren’t these Minerva’s old quarters?”
“Yes, they are. Ever since she retired, I have resided here. I am not only the DADA; I also am the head of Gryffindor.”
“I should have known.” Remus saw a narrow corridor leading off to the right. “Does that lead to my rooms?”
Harry nodded. “Yes, you’re the only one down that hall. There is a separate loo, however we have to share a bath. I mean... um… share the bath.” Harry stumbled over his words.
“So Harry, when did you get married?” That question caught Harry off guard.
“Well, I haven’t, um yet.”
“Oh, so you’re engaged then? Congratulations. Where may I find Tonks so that I can congratulate her?”
“Oh, we’re not engaged.”
“Ah, I see.” Remus thought Harry would have at least married the witch since they shared a child together. Perhaps Harry just had not asked her yet.
“When are you going to pop the question?” Remus’ voice quivered.
Harry just shrugged. “Whenever I am certain the answer will be yes.”
“Oh, good for you. I am happy for you Harry. I mean that. Any person would be lucky to have someone such as you in their life.”
Now, it was Harry’s turn to blush. “And I feel the same about you Remus.”
Harry offered Remus some tea and a bit of warm brandy to take the chill off. “To answer your earlier question, Tonks is over at the Ministry inducting the newest group of Aurors. She should be here by noon tomorrow, I suppose.” Harry took a sip of his brandy.
“Well surely you know when she’s supposed to return? She is your girlfriend and the mother of your child afterall.”
Harry spat out his tea. “Oi, who told you she was my bloody girlfriend? It is true she is the mother of Tad, however she is not my girlfriend.” Remus’ heart leapt.
“How can she not be your girlfriend Harry?”
“It is a long story, and if you would have bothered to read any of the letters that Hedwig brought to you, you would know. However, I shall condense it for you.” Harry took another drink of his brandy. “After you left, I really noticed something missing in my life. I had nothing to keep me grounded any longer. Or, should I say, no one to keep me grounded.” He smiled fondly at Remus. “I had no responsibilities other than my own well being. I needed something in my life. Tonks and I began spending all of our free time together. We were each other’s anchors. For several months, we talked about what it would be like to have children. We watched Severus and Hermione with Chloe and it sparked something deep within each of us. We realized that neither one of us wanted a serious relationship or a marriage. Well, at least not with each other. Tonks is something of a recluse and cannot seem to settle down with one bloke. I cannot seem to find the right bloke.” Harry blushed again at his admittance.
Remus just nodded in understanding. “So, after a few months of discussions, we decided to have a child togr. r. It was the only time we slept together, and the only time I have slept with anyone since I was a student at Hogwarts.” Remus could not believe what he was hearing. Could it be true? Could Harry have been saving himself for Remus?
“And now, she pre-screens prospective aurors here at Hogwarts. She still works at the Ministry, however she is a senior auror and rarely has to do field work. She has a small flat in Hogsmeade for when she is here at Hogwarts. It is od aod arrangement for us. Tad stays with Hermione, while I am working in the daytime. Then, she brings him back each night. However, when Tonks is in Hogsmeade, she keeps Tad.”
Remus sat back and let Harry’s words sink in. Harry had a child. He had no wife; however, he hinted that he was in the market for a partner. It finally seemed that fate was on Remus’ side.
“Oh, I am sorry, Harry. I did not mean to imply anything. Just thought that you were with someone that’s all.”
“Well, not at the moment, but if anything changes”, Harry winked at Remus; “You will be the first to know”.
Tad bounded into the room and watched as Harry and Remus talked over the procedure. The full moon was in two days, and Harry would be gathering the sample from Remus. It was not the safest method of gaining the blood, but it was the most effective. If you sedated the werewolf, the components in the blood would be weak. The cure required a fully aware, yet willing werewolf to complete the cure.
After they discussed the procedure, they headed down to the Great Hall for dinner. Remus was starving, and he dearly missed the good food the Hogwarts elves made. He sat between Chloe and Jasmine, with Tad right across from him. They all told him about life at Hogwarts, and begged him to tell them about being a werewolf. After a very enthusiastic story telling session from Remus, Hermione insisted it was bedtime for the children. Remus, Harry, and Severus retired to Harry’s parlor to be reacquainted.
“So tell us Remi, how is France?” Remus loved when Harry called him Remi. He had started using the affectionate nickname shortly after Sirius died. Harry had heard Sirius call him that on a few occasions, and he picked it up.
“Who told you I was in France?” Remus wanted to know who all knew where he was.
“I did. When you owled to let me know that you would help Chloe, I let Harry know where you had been and that you were coming, I hope that’s all right?”
“Yes, it’s fine Severus. I just thought that perhaps someone else knew. That is all. France is wonderful. There is not much change in climate year round. I have a small cottage that suits my needs perfectly.” Remus smiled warmly although he was lying through his teeth.
“Wow. It really must be some place to make you never want to return to Hogwarts.” Remus heard the hurt in Harry’s voice. He wanted to remove that pain, tell Harry why he had left. He had to tell Harry the truth, and he had put it off for far too long.
“Severus, you care to let me and Harry have a few minutes alone?”
Severus stood and nodded. “I am sure my wife has some useless task for me to perform.
I tell you both. This is the last child she will have. I am positive about that.” Both men chuckled at Severus.
“I’ll get Tad from you in a few hours. Is that okay?” Severus looked from Remus to Harry and back again.
“Why don’t you let him stay with the girls? He helps keep them out of Hermione’s hair. And besides, I am not completely outnumbered with another bloke there.” Severus chuckled and Harry told him it would be okay.
“I shall see you both tomorrow morning at breakfast.” Severus left the two men alone and Remus carefully thought about how he wanted to approach their relationship. However, Harry took that task away from him.
“Remus, we need to talk.”
Remus nodded. “I know Harry. I need to tell you about a few things.”
Harry wanted to hear what Remus had to say, but had a desperate need to tell Remus how he felt. “Remi, I umm… Can I finish please?” Remus did not know what was so important to Harry, but he could wait another five minutes to tell him how he felt.
“Sure Harry. Go ahead.” Harry refilled both of their drinks and began to pace the room. Remus knew that Harry only paced, if he was considering a life altering decision.
“Okay, you left London for parts unknown without telling me anything about where you were going or why you were leaving.”
“I told you that I needed some time to sort out my life and see what lies for me outside of Hogwarts and the war.”
“Yes, yes you did. However, you never returned any of my owls. You never once visited by for aor any other means. You never let me find out where you were. Do you know how hard it is to tell someone you are in love with him if you can’t ever see him? Can’t ever talk to him?”
Remus felt guilty for not keeping in contact with Harry. “Yes, Harry. I do know.”
Harry sat down beside Remus. “I have waited so long to tell you what I want out of life, who I want in my life. You left me and I couldn’t tell you that the person I wanted for my own was you. I want you to be with me forever. I want to have you in my bed waking up curled around me. I want to share every waking moment I have left with you Remus. Only you.”
Remus looked arryarry and instantly knew. Harry had been in love with him too. No wonder the wolf wanted him so badly. Harry was willing to reciprocate and the wolf knew that.
“Harry. I left because I didn’t want you to waste your life with someone undeserving like me. I don’t deserve someone as perfect as you. I don’t deserve someone so unselfish, so caring, and so loving. I am a dark creature. You’re pure.”
Harry chuckled at Remus’ statement. “I am hardly pure. And, you are not a dark creature. Who cares if you turn into a sexy werewolf once a month? For the other 29 or so days, you’re an innocent, harmless person.”
Harry looked up at Remus’ eyes. Remus knew he was telling the truth. He could smell it. Relief, honesty, and most of all love wafted from his aura. Remus closed his eyes, letting the mixture of aromas overcome his senses.
Harry was the first to speak. “So, where do we go from here? I’ve poured my heart out to you, and I know you feel the same way. Why else would you try so hard to stay away from me if not because you were fighting lov love for me?”
Remus smiled at Harry. He could not lie to him. He wanted him; he had wanted him for far too long. Remus was surprised that he had been able to withstand the craving, the need for as long as he had. “Let me guess, you took some advice from Hermione?”
Harry laughed, “Perhaps a little. She more or less pushed me in the right direction. I knew Severus knew where you were living; however, I was willing to wait for you to come home. You have come homavenaven’t you?”
Remus pulled Harry into his arms, “Oh yes, I’ve come home. I was lying earlier. France is horrible without someone to enjoy it with.” Harry cautiously turned his head so that his mouth was mere centimeters from Remus’. Remus gave him a softer, gentle smile and captured his lips.
They used the next few hours to be reacquainted with each other as well as discover more intimate details they had longed dreamed about. Harry discovered that if you nibbled softly on Remus’ earlobe he melted like honey. In addition, Remus discovered that Harry loved to be kissed passionately, hard and forcefully. Remus also discovered that Harry was rather dominant, and the wolf within him didn’t mind submitting at all. There was contentment deep within him that hadn’t been there before. The wolf had claimed his mate and Remus was more at peace with himself. Oh yes, it was good to be in love.
After what had seemed like hours, Harry led Remus into the master bedroom, and they took their love to another level. Harry first made love to Remus with his mouth, mapping every scar, every freckle, and every detail of his delicious body. When his mouth reached Remus’ erection, Harry engulfed his entire length. Remus cried out with pleasure. He never imagined it could feel that good to have Harry pleasure him. Harry went slowly at first, licking the tip, and slowly making his way back down to the base. Remus dug his hands into Harry’s back, thrusting his hips with each stroke. His cries were quiet at first, but soon turned into incoherent moans as he reached his climax.
Harry swallowed every bit, and slowly kissed a trail up Remus’ chest. Remus lay there, exhausted, but not spent. Harry had waited for so long to make love to Remus, and he wouldn’t disappoint him.
Remus pulled Harry in for a deep kiss. “Where did you learn that?” Harry just blushed.
“That was the first time I’d ever done that. I think I did something right though.” Remus just laughed.
“Oh Merlin yes, you did something right. I have never, ever had such an intense climax before in all my life. And your mouth, you’re truly gifted.” Harry smiled.
“I’ve been saving up for someone I love; saving up for you.” He kissed Remus tenderly and Remus felt Harry’s erection pressing into his thigh.
“It appears that we still have a bit of unfinished business to take care of.” Harry pressed harder into him.
“Apparently. And forgive me for saying this, but if I don’t get release soon, I’ll be forced to take matters into my own hands.”
Remus happened to like that vision. “Umm… the mental image of that is so erotic. However, I shall find pity on you. Grab some lube.” Harry summoned a tube of lubricant from the medicine cabinet, and as he was about to coat Remus’ cock, Remus pushed his hand to his own erection. “I want you to make love to me, Harry. I can make love to you another time. Our first time, I want to feel you within me.”
Harry grinned, and generously coated his swollen erection. He gave himself a few extra strokes, trying to relieve some of the pressure. It only fueled his desire more. “My gods Remus. I haven’t been this hard ever before.” Remus took Harry’s prick into his hands and gently guided him to his entrance.
“Just be gentle. In all my years, I’ve never bottomed before.” Harry felt honored that Remus would trust him enough to let him take him. Harry used a lubricated finger to press into Remus. He was so tight and the heat enveloped his finger. He gently pressed it in and out until Remus told him to insert another finger. Once he had repeated the motions two more times, Remus told him he was ready.
Harry slowly slid the head of his prick into Remus’ entrance, and stilled immediately. Remus thought something wronwrong. “What is it Harry?”
“Oh, words can’t describe how this feels. It is wet, and so hot, and Merlin’s balls, so tight. If I move right now, I’ll come.” Remus pulled Harry down to him.
“Move, love. Slow, and gentle.” Harry complied and slowly began to thrust in and out of Remus. The slow thrusts turned into frantic pounding until both men were ready to climax. Remus came first; his come covering their sweat-covered stomachs. The sensations of Remus clenching around him and Remus calling out his name made Harry climax harder than he ever had. He fell atop Remus, completely spent. He barely registered a soft kiss to the top of his head, or Remus rolling him over onto his side.
They fell asleep, Remus spooned behind Harry, holding him just as Harry had described. Around two, Harry awoke feeling refreshed and content. He scooted his bottom closer to Remus and felt Remus’ tig tighten around him. He quietly spoke to Remus, thinking he was fast asleep.
“I am so glad you’ve come home to me. Each night, I have lied in bed hoping and praying to the Gods that you would return to me. I can’t believe it finally has worked. I am in love with you and I can’t imagine going another day without having you here with Tad and I. Please don’t ever leave me again. My heart simply couldn’t bear it.”
“I won’t leave you Harry, ever again. I am yours for as long as you’ll have me.” Harry was startled that Remus was awake. He felt a bit embarrassed that Remus had heard him. “Would you care to share that bath that you offered me earlier? I am feeling rather dirty.” Harry took his hand and led him into the shower. Soon, they returned to bed, both feeling clean and ready to begin their new life together.
The next morning, Harry and Remus were the last ones to join the staff at breakfast. They entered the Great Hall, hand in hand. Hermione was so excited that she squealed, and Tonks was even there to give them her support. They made a quick announcement that Remus would be staying at Hogwarts and that he would not be requiring his own set of rooms.
Tad was a bit confused, but after breakfast, Harry and Remus took him to their chambers and explained their relationship to him. He understood that Remus was a man his father dearly loved and that Remus would be living with them. Tad thought it was okay just as long as Harry agreed to let Remus sleep in his bed sometimes too.
“And tonight, you know what?” Remus just shook his head. “We’re going to make a fort in the living room. Papa will coe ale all sorts of animals to watch over us.” R gav gave Harry a quizzical look and Harry mouthed the word, “later”.
“You know Tad that sounds like fun. Perhaps I could convince your Papa to let us raid the kitchens as well.” Tad just looked at him.
“Raid the kitchens?” He was clearly confused.
“Oh yes. We will sneak down into the kitchens and beg the house elves for food. Then we’ll sneak back up past Uncle Severus and eat until our tummies feel like they’re going to explode.”
“Ooh. That sounds like fun.” Harry just laughed at them. He realized that Remus, Tad, and he would be getting along fine. Tonks had told them she would take Tad whenever they wanted her to so that they could have some alone time. Severus had stated he needed a bit of help with some research and Remus quickly accepted his offer.
For the first time in his life, Remus was completely content. He knew where his future lie, and he knew whom he would be spending the rest of his life with. He was happier than he had ever been and he could see Harry was as well.
When the full moon came, Remus drank the Wolfsbane potion and Harry locked him into the other room. Tad went to stay with Hermione and Severus came to assist Harry in retrieving the sample of blood from Remus. They encountered no problems and Severus was able to make the paste for Chloe. After the sun had risen, Harry helped Remus back to bed and waited with him until he awoke. It was nearly eleven-thirty when he rose, and he smiled to see Harry sitting beside him.
“What time is it?”
“Eleven-thirty.” Harry sat down on the bed beside him.
“Did everything go okay?”
“Yes, we managed to get the sample from your thigh, you should have no pain whatsoever. I imagine that Severus has the paste nearly finished and is waiting on us to administer it to Chloe.” Remus stood and pulled on a dressing robe of Harry’s.
“Well, we shouldn’t keep them waiting.” Harry agreed. Remus slid on his slippers and let Harry wrap a fleece robe tightly around him.
“We can get you dressed later. Come on. No one will say anything to you.” Remus nodded and they made their way down to Severus and Hermione’s rooms. They entered the living room to see Hermione sitting on the couch reading a book about the little witch that couldn’t fly. Harry had to laugh. It was almost as if the book had been written about Hermione.
They made idle chit chat until Severus returned to their rooms with a tube of paste. “Oh good. I was hoping you both would be here when I finished. I trust that you’re feeling okay Remus?”
“Fine, fine. I feel nothing.”
“Good. Now, Chloe, I want you to come here and let me remove your bandage.” The little girl did as she was told and let Severus remove the bandage covering her wound. Remus had never seen it before, and the site was horrid. The other children covered their eyes and Hermione quickly led them into one of the children’s bedroom. She didn’t want them to see it.
“Okay Chloe. Sit down on Uncle Harry’s lap for me okay?” Harry sat down and lifted Chloe into his lap. She sat down and Severus motioned Remus to come beside him. “I need you to hold her other arm. She mustn’t touch the salve. This will burn but the pain will last only for a few seconds.” Remus did as he was told and Severus put the salve onto Chloe’s wound.
The little girl cried out in pain, and Remus heard the bedroom door slam shut. He supposed the pain of hearing her daughter cry was too much for Hermione. The wound bubbled and oozed, turning several nasty shades of green before it started to heal. They could see the wound closing itself shut. New, shiny pink skin forming e the there was only marred flesh before. Chloe quit squirming and Harry wiped the tears from her face.
“Shh… oka okay Chloe. Daddy made it all better now.” Remus watched as they released her, her arm completely healed. Hermione came from the bedroom, tears streaming down her face.
“Look momma. It’s better. Daddy fixed it.” Hermione hugged her little girl, and Severus quickly wiped a tear away from his eye. However, the two other men in the room saw him. Severus rose and shook Remus’ hand.
“Thank you Remus. Without this salve, it is hard telling how long she would havd und until she…”
“Severus, it was my honor. I am glad this damn disease can be useful.”
They stayed and played with the children for a little while before deciding to head back to their rooms. They would be leaving the next day to go and retrieve Remus’ few belongings from France. Tad would be staying with Tonks until they returned. It would give Harry and Remus a few days to spend together alone.
The last night they were in France, Remus led Harry outside to show him the sunset. It was the most beautiful site Harry had ever seen. “Harry, I’ve watched the sun set every night for the past five years and have envisioned you being here watching it with me.”
“I am here with you now Remus. I always will be.”
“You will, won’t you?”
“Yes I will.” Harry leaned his head over and kissed Remus tenderly. Neither one noticed the sun fully setting behind them, nor the rise of the new moon. They were completely enraptured within one another, just as they would be for the rest of their lives.
The End
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Author: Bella Ireland
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Spoilers: All the books.
Summary: Remus leaves London after the war while secretly harboring his love for Harry. If he returns, will things still be the same? Can they finally be together?
Pairings: HP/RL, SS/HG
Rating: NC-17
Author Note: Written for the Merrywizards Secret Santa challenge 2003.
Assignment # 41.
Requested: Harry/Middle Gen (SS or RL or LM ect. No AD)
Type: Romance
Special Request(s): None
CALLING ME HOME
(Remus’ POV)
I am not entirely sure why I am returning to London. Nevertheless, I do believe it is the right decision. A part of me believes I am returning because I can fight my feelings no longer. Another part, a much larger part believes I am returning because he is calling to me. I know that sounds bizarre, however we are living in a world of magic. It may not seem so bizarre afterall.
I left London shortly after the end of the war. He was the only real tie I had to my past, and I abandoned him. It is perhaps the most foolish mistake I have ever made in all my 46 years. I left the one person that I could envision loving for all eternity. The one person I could have fallen in love with so easily. The only person the wolf would have claimed for a mate. Oh yes, the wolf wanted him. Moreover, for the first time since I had been bitten, I agreed wholeheartedly with the wolf. I wanted Harry Potter for my own. And for that very reason, I left London, prepared to never return.
It has been five yearsce Ice I have last stepped foot onto British soil. I have made France my home since leaving London. The ministry has kept a tight watch over me, however they have not divulged my whereabouts to anyone. As long as they know where I am, they could care less about whom I was hiding from. He has tried to find me. He and Charlie Weasley came rather close on several occasions. However, the one person I have remained in contact with has kept his word and refused to reveal my location. I imagine it has been hard for Severus, being married to Harry’s best friend. However, Severus needed my help once, and a wizard’s debt is never forgotten.
In part, it is because of that debt I am returning. I have come home because Severus needs me. Well, his child needs me. And, I could not refuse his request. A tragic accident has resulted in injury to their daughter. She was helping Severus gather potion ingredients one afternoon and a young wolf bit her. There is no danger of her becoming a werewolf; however, the saliva from the bite refuses to let the wound heal. It is on her wand arm and if it is not properly taken care of, she could lose use of her arm completely. Only the blood of a willing werewolf can heal such an unexplained wound.
Not a word has been mentioned of Harry, or of his life. I have no idea if he is married, if he has children of his own, or if he is involved with someone. I do know that he is teaching DADA at Hogwarts. He has been ever since I left. Other than that trivial detail, I know nothing of his life or of the man, he has become.
Now, as I come back to the land that I once vowed never to return to, I find myself wondering what is to come of me. What is to come of this love I have been harboring for nearly seven years? I guess I shall find out soon enough. The carriage has arrived to take me to Hogwarts, and the butterflies in my stomach are swarming.
(End of First Person)
Remus approached the carriage with apprehension. He was as nervous as a first year, going to Hogwarts for the first time. He could not believe that the prospect of seeing Harry was having such an effect on him. As the carriage stopped, a cloaked figure exited. The hood was drawn up around the face, and Remus could not tell who had come for him. He ca a g a glimpse of raven hair, and his heart began to race. He could not believe that Harry would be sent to greet him. He specified that Severus or Hermione greet him. He was not prepared to see Harry, not yet.
As the figure pulled down the hood, Remus breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Severus had come for him. A part of him was disappointed that it had not been Harry. But for the most part, he was relieved.
“Hello Remus. Hermione and I can’t think you enougr cor coming.”
Remus shook Severus’ hand and told him it was well worth the journey to help their child.
“Hermione is expecting again. She is positive this one is a boy.” This would make their fourth child. Chloe would be six in a few months, Moira had just turned four, and Jasmine was three. At first, it was a bit of a shock seeing Severus with Hermione. Everyone quickly accepted their relationship when they had announced their engagement. Remus and Harry were the only ones that knew of their relationship prior to the announcement. It had started at the end of their seventh year when Albus appointed Hermione as Severus’ assistant. They created healing potions as well as some very dark and deadly potions to help fight the war. The close companionship turned into friendship, and ultimately into love.
Remus was happy for Severus and Hermione. It seemed that they were determined to have a house full of Snape’s to watch over. “A boy? Thatreatreat Severus.” Of course, Hermione was positive during the past two pregnancies that she was having a boy as well, and they turned out to be girls.
“Yes, we’re both very excited. And the girls are ecstatic. Come along, it is getting rather nasty out here. Everyone is awaiting your arrival.”
Remus followed Severus into the carriage and pulled his hood up around his head. The snow was falling rather heavily, and the temperature had seemed to drop drastically. As they followed the snow covered road to Hogwarts, Remus’ thoughts once again traveled to Harry.
Severus, using Occlumency read his thoughts. He knew Remus was thinking of Harry. It was written all over his face. So much hurt, so much longing. He hoped that Remus would be returning for good. He wanted nothing else than for Remus to finally confess his heart to Harry so that they could make a life together at Hogwarts. However, what awaited them at the castle may have an adverse effect on that life.
The carriage pulled into the gates, and Remus saw two more cloaked figures waiting for them. One had a very swollen abdomen and he realized that it was Hermione. The other figure had his arm around her shoulders, and Remus’ heart skipped a beat. He knew that cloak. It was the last gift he had given Harry.
As the carriage stopped, at the foot of the steps, Hermione removed her hood and Harry followed suit. Remus’ heart leapt at the site before him. Harry’s hair was a bit longer than it had been when he had left. It was shoulder length, and the bangs were long enough to hide his scar. Remus could not blame him for that. His face was a bit fuller, but not fat by any means. And, the goatee that he had grown was gorgeous. At least Remus thought so. It was hard to assess, but it also appeared that he had gained a few needed pounds.
“Hurry up you two. The snow is getting terrible. Albus is predicting quite a storm. It’s a good thing the students have already left for the Holiday.”
“Always hounding.” Remus snickered at Severus’ remark about his wife yes yes, married life suited his friend quite well.
“Hello Hermione. You are simply glowing.” She pulled Remus into a bone-crushing hug and whispered quietly in his ear.
“Don’t go this time. Find your courage and let him know.” Remus pulled away and glared at Severus. It seemes frs friend could not keep everything a secret. Severus just acted as if he had no idea what Remus was glaring about.
“Hello Remus. Glad you could come.” Remus held his hand out for Harry to shake it. Instead, Harry pulled him in for another hug. “It’s good to see you again, Remi.” Harry’s lips hovered close to Remus’ ear. The vibrations from his voice sent shivers down Remus’ spine.
“It’s good to see you too, Harry.” They pulled from the embrace, both men feeling their magic swirling between them. Instantly the wolf remembered Harry’s scent and silently howled for more.
Once inside, they greeted the entourage of children waiting for them. “Well hello.” Remus knelt down to say hello to Chloe. She had been just a baby when Remus left and he seriously doubted that she would remember him. “How are you Chloe?”
“Are you gonna make my arm better?” Remus nodded at her and she smiled. “My momma says you are a very brave and gentle man.”
“Your mother gives me far too much credit.” She hugged Remus and he caught sight of their other two children. “You must be Moira and Jasmine.” The girls nodded at Remus and he reached out to shake their hands. Jasmine smiled fondly at Remus and shook his hand. However, Moira pulled away and just watched.
“She’s a bit apprehensive with strangers Remus. Don’t let it bother you.” Harry reached over and picked up the little girl. “Remus is a very old friend of your Papa’s. He lso lso an amazing man.” Remus blushed at Harry’s assessment of him. Perhaps there was hope for him yet.
“Papa, Papa, has your friend arrived?” Although a small child spoke those words, they reverberated through Remus’ head. That simple sentence made his heart sink into his stomach. It was, as he feared. Harry was married and had a child. The boy looked just like his father. However, upon closer inspection, Remus recalled something familiar about him. The boy ran down the steps and fell flat onto his face. Instantly Remus knew whom his mother was.
“Your and Tonks’ son?” Harry nodded in response. “Yes, this is Tad.” Remus swallowed hard, and Hermione and Severus noticed. “It is an honor to meet you Tad.” The boy picked himself up and ran over to his father. “How old is he Harry?”
“He’s three.” Remus watched as the children fussed over who was going to sit beside him at dinner. He could not figure out what Hermione had meant. If Harry was married to Tonks, then why did she tell him to tell Harry how he felt? Remus decided to fish for more information as he was led to his rooms.
“We’ve put you up here with Tad and I. You’re directly across the hall.” Harry led him up towards Gryffindor Tower, but stopped on the third floor corridor. “This way, when the time comes to collect your blood, you’ll be easily accessible.” Harry waved his wand over a tapestry and a door appeared. Remus followed him inside, making a mental note of the password.
“Aren’t these Minerva’s old quarters?”
“Yes, they are. Ever since she retired, I have resided here. I am not only the DADA; I also am the head of Gryffindor.”
“I should have known.” Remus saw a narrow corridor leading off to the right. “Does that lead to my rooms?”
Harry nodded. “Yes, you’re the only one down that hall. There is a separate loo, however we have to share a bath. I mean... um… share the bath.” Harry stumbled over his words.
“So Harry, when did you get married?” That question caught Harry off guard.
“Well, I haven’t, um yet.”
“Oh, so you’re engaged then? Congratulations. Where may I find Tonks so that I can congratulate her?”
“Oh, we’re not engaged.”
“Ah, I see.” Remus thought Harry would have at least married the witch since they shared a child together. Perhaps Harry just had not asked her yet.
“When are you going to pop the question?” Remus’ voice quivered.
Harry just shrugged. “Whenever I am certain the answer will be yes.”
“Oh, good for you. I am happy for you Harry. I mean that. Any person would be lucky to have someone such as you in their life.”
Now, it was Harry’s turn to blush. “And I feel the same about you Remus.”
Harry offered Remus some tea and a bit of warm brandy to take the chill off. “To answer your earlier question, Tonks is over at the Ministry inducting the newest group of Aurors. She should be here by noon tomorrow, I suppose.” Harry took a sip of his brandy.
“Well surely you know when she’s supposed to return? She is your girlfriend and the mother of your child afterall.”
Harry spat out his tea. “Oi, who told you she was my bloody girlfriend? It is true she is the mother of Tad, however she is not my girlfriend.” Remus’ heart leapt.
“How can she not be your girlfriend Harry?”
“It is a long story, and if you would have bothered to read any of the letters that Hedwig brought to you, you would know. However, I shall condense it for you.” Harry took another drink of his brandy. “After you left, I really noticed something missing in my life. I had nothing to keep me grounded any longer. Or, should I say, no one to keep me grounded.” He smiled fondly at Remus. “I had no responsibilities other than my own well being. I needed something in my life. Tonks and I began spending all of our free time together. We were each other’s anchors. For several months, we talked about what it would be like to have children. We watched Severus and Hermione with Chloe and it sparked something deep within each of us. We realized that neither one of us wanted a serious relationship or a marriage. Well, at least not with each other. Tonks is something of a recluse and cannot seem to settle down with one bloke. I cannot seem to find the right bloke.” Harry blushed again at his admittance.
Remus just nodded in understanding. “So, after a few months of discussions, we decided to have a child togr. r. It was the only time we slept together, and the only time I have slept with anyone since I was a student at Hogwarts.” Remus could not believe what he was hearing. Could it be true? Could Harry have been saving himself for Remus?
“And now, she pre-screens prospective aurors here at Hogwarts. She still works at the Ministry, however she is a senior auror and rarely has to do field work. She has a small flat in Hogsmeade for when she is here at Hogwarts. It is od aod arrangement for us. Tad stays with Hermione, while I am working in the daytime. Then, she brings him back each night. However, when Tonks is in Hogsmeade, she keeps Tad.”
Remus sat back and let Harry’s words sink in. Harry had a child. He had no wife; however, he hinted that he was in the market for a partner. It finally seemed that fate was on Remus’ side.
“Oh, I am sorry, Harry. I did not mean to imply anything. Just thought that you were with someone that’s all.”
“Well, not at the moment, but if anything changes”, Harry winked at Remus; “You will be the first to know”.
Tad bounded into the room and watched as Harry and Remus talked over the procedure. The full moon was in two days, and Harry would be gathering the sample from Remus. It was not the safest method of gaining the blood, but it was the most effective. If you sedated the werewolf, the components in the blood would be weak. The cure required a fully aware, yet willing werewolf to complete the cure.
After they discussed the procedure, they headed down to the Great Hall for dinner. Remus was starving, and he dearly missed the good food the Hogwarts elves made. He sat between Chloe and Jasmine, with Tad right across from him. They all told him about life at Hogwarts, and begged him to tell them about being a werewolf. After a very enthusiastic story telling session from Remus, Hermione insisted it was bedtime for the children. Remus, Harry, and Severus retired to Harry’s parlor to be reacquainted.
“So tell us Remi, how is France?” Remus loved when Harry called him Remi. He had started using the affectionate nickname shortly after Sirius died. Harry had heard Sirius call him that on a few occasions, and he picked it up.
“Who told you I was in France?” Remus wanted to know who all knew where he was.
“I did. When you owled to let me know that you would help Chloe, I let Harry know where you had been and that you were coming, I hope that’s all right?”
“Yes, it’s fine Severus. I just thought that perhaps someone else knew. That is all. France is wonderful. There is not much change in climate year round. I have a small cottage that suits my needs perfectly.” Remus smiled warmly although he was lying through his teeth.
“Wow. It really must be some place to make you never want to return to Hogwarts.” Remus heard the hurt in Harry’s voice. He wanted to remove that pain, tell Harry why he had left. He had to tell Harry the truth, and he had put it off for far too long.
“Severus, you care to let me and Harry have a few minutes alone?”
Severus stood and nodded. “I am sure my wife has some useless task for me to perform.
I tell you both. This is the last child she will have. I am positive about that.” Both men chuckled at Severus.
“I’ll get Tad from you in a few hours. Is that okay?” Severus looked from Remus to Harry and back again.
“Why don’t you let him stay with the girls? He helps keep them out of Hermione’s hair. And besides, I am not completely outnumbered with another bloke there.” Severus chuckled and Harry told him it would be okay.
“I shall see you both tomorrow morning at breakfast.” Severus left the two men alone and Remus carefully thought about how he wanted to approach their relationship. However, Harry took that task away from him.
“Remus, we need to talk.”
Remus nodded. “I know Harry. I need to tell you about a few things.”
Harry wanted to hear what Remus had to say, but had a desperate need to tell Remus how he felt. “Remi, I umm… Can I finish please?” Remus did not know what was so important to Harry, but he could wait another five minutes to tell him how he felt.
“Sure Harry. Go ahead.” Harry refilled both of their drinks and began to pace the room. Remus knew that Harry only paced, if he was considering a life altering decision.
“Okay, you left London for parts unknown without telling me anything about where you were going or why you were leaving.”
“I told you that I needed some time to sort out my life and see what lies for me outside of Hogwarts and the war.”
“Yes, yes you did. However, you never returned any of my owls. You never once visited by for aor any other means. You never let me find out where you were. Do you know how hard it is to tell someone you are in love with him if you can’t ever see him? Can’t ever talk to him?”
Remus felt guilty for not keeping in contact with Harry. “Yes, Harry. I do know.”
Harry sat down beside Remus. “I have waited so long to tell you what I want out of life, who I want in my life. You left me and I couldn’t tell you that the person I wanted for my own was you. I want you to be with me forever. I want to have you in my bed waking up curled around me. I want to share every waking moment I have left with you Remus. Only you.”
Remus looked arryarry and instantly knew. Harry had been in love with him too. No wonder the wolf wanted him so badly. Harry was willing to reciprocate and the wolf knew that.
“Harry. I left because I didn’t want you to waste your life with someone undeserving like me. I don’t deserve someone as perfect as you. I don’t deserve someone so unselfish, so caring, and so loving. I am a dark creature. You’re pure.”
Harry chuckled at Remus’ statement. “I am hardly pure. And, you are not a dark creature. Who cares if you turn into a sexy werewolf once a month? For the other 29 or so days, you’re an innocent, harmless person.”
Harry looked up at Remus’ eyes. Remus knew he was telling the truth. He could smell it. Relief, honesty, and most of all love wafted from his aura. Remus closed his eyes, letting the mixture of aromas overcome his senses.
Harry was the first to speak. “So, where do we go from here? I’ve poured my heart out to you, and I know you feel the same way. Why else would you try so hard to stay away from me if not because you were fighting lov love for me?”
Remus smiled at Harry. He could not lie to him. He wanted him; he had wanted him for far too long. Remus was surprised that he had been able to withstand the craving, the need for as long as he had. “Let me guess, you took some advice from Hermione?”
Harry laughed, “Perhaps a little. She more or less pushed me in the right direction. I knew Severus knew where you were living; however, I was willing to wait for you to come home. You have come homavenaven’t you?”
Remus pulled Harry into his arms, “Oh yes, I’ve come home. I was lying earlier. France is horrible without someone to enjoy it with.” Harry cautiously turned his head so that his mouth was mere centimeters from Remus’. Remus gave him a softer, gentle smile and captured his lips.
They used the next few hours to be reacquainted with each other as well as discover more intimate details they had longed dreamed about. Harry discovered that if you nibbled softly on Remus’ earlobe he melted like honey. In addition, Remus discovered that Harry loved to be kissed passionately, hard and forcefully. Remus also discovered that Harry was rather dominant, and the wolf within him didn’t mind submitting at all. There was contentment deep within him that hadn’t been there before. The wolf had claimed his mate and Remus was more at peace with himself. Oh yes, it was good to be in love.
After what had seemed like hours, Harry led Remus into the master bedroom, and they took their love to another level. Harry first made love to Remus with his mouth, mapping every scar, every freckle, and every detail of his delicious body. When his mouth reached Remus’ erection, Harry engulfed his entire length. Remus cried out with pleasure. He never imagined it could feel that good to have Harry pleasure him. Harry went slowly at first, licking the tip, and slowly making his way back down to the base. Remus dug his hands into Harry’s back, thrusting his hips with each stroke. His cries were quiet at first, but soon turned into incoherent moans as he reached his climax.
Harry swallowed every bit, and slowly kissed a trail up Remus’ chest. Remus lay there, exhausted, but not spent. Harry had waited for so long to make love to Remus, and he wouldn’t disappoint him.
Remus pulled Harry in for a deep kiss. “Where did you learn that?” Harry just blushed.
“That was the first time I’d ever done that. I think I did something right though.” Remus just laughed.
“Oh Merlin yes, you did something right. I have never, ever had such an intense climax before in all my life. And your mouth, you’re truly gifted.” Harry smiled.
“I’ve been saving up for someone I love; saving up for you.” He kissed Remus tenderly and Remus felt Harry’s erection pressing into his thigh.
“It appears that we still have a bit of unfinished business to take care of.” Harry pressed harder into him.
“Apparently. And forgive me for saying this, but if I don’t get release soon, I’ll be forced to take matters into my own hands.”
Remus happened to like that vision. “Umm… the mental image of that is so erotic. However, I shall find pity on you. Grab some lube.” Harry summoned a tube of lubricant from the medicine cabinet, and as he was about to coat Remus’ cock, Remus pushed his hand to his own erection. “I want you to make love to me, Harry. I can make love to you another time. Our first time, I want to feel you within me.”
Harry grinned, and generously coated his swollen erection. He gave himself a few extra strokes, trying to relieve some of the pressure. It only fueled his desire more. “My gods Remus. I haven’t been this hard ever before.” Remus took Harry’s prick into his hands and gently guided him to his entrance.
“Just be gentle. In all my years, I’ve never bottomed before.” Harry felt honored that Remus would trust him enough to let him take him. Harry used a lubricated finger to press into Remus. He was so tight and the heat enveloped his finger. He gently pressed it in and out until Remus told him to insert another finger. Once he had repeated the motions two more times, Remus told him he was ready.
Harry slowly slid the head of his prick into Remus’ entrance, and stilled immediately. Remus thought something wronwrong. “What is it Harry?”
“Oh, words can’t describe how this feels. It is wet, and so hot, and Merlin’s balls, so tight. If I move right now, I’ll come.” Remus pulled Harry down to him.
“Move, love. Slow, and gentle.” Harry complied and slowly began to thrust in and out of Remus. The slow thrusts turned into frantic pounding until both men were ready to climax. Remus came first; his come covering their sweat-covered stomachs. The sensations of Remus clenching around him and Remus calling out his name made Harry climax harder than he ever had. He fell atop Remus, completely spent. He barely registered a soft kiss to the top of his head, or Remus rolling him over onto his side.
They fell asleep, Remus spooned behind Harry, holding him just as Harry had described. Around two, Harry awoke feeling refreshed and content. He scooted his bottom closer to Remus and felt Remus’ tig tighten around him. He quietly spoke to Remus, thinking he was fast asleep.
“I am so glad you’ve come home to me. Each night, I have lied in bed hoping and praying to the Gods that you would return to me. I can’t believe it finally has worked. I am in love with you and I can’t imagine going another day without having you here with Tad and I. Please don’t ever leave me again. My heart simply couldn’t bear it.”
“I won’t leave you Harry, ever again. I am yours for as long as you’ll have me.” Harry was startled that Remus was awake. He felt a bit embarrassed that Remus had heard him. “Would you care to share that bath that you offered me earlier? I am feeling rather dirty.” Harry took his hand and led him into the shower. Soon, they returned to bed, both feeling clean and ready to begin their new life together.
The next morning, Harry and Remus were the last ones to join the staff at breakfast. They entered the Great Hall, hand in hand. Hermione was so excited that she squealed, and Tonks was even there to give them her support. They made a quick announcement that Remus would be staying at Hogwarts and that he would not be requiring his own set of rooms.
Tad was a bit confused, but after breakfast, Harry and Remus took him to their chambers and explained their relationship to him. He understood that Remus was a man his father dearly loved and that Remus would be living with them. Tad thought it was okay just as long as Harry agreed to let Remus sleep in his bed sometimes too.
“And tonight, you know what?” Remus just shook his head. “We’re going to make a fort in the living room. Papa will coe ale all sorts of animals to watch over us.” R gav gave Harry a quizzical look and Harry mouthed the word, “later”.
“You know Tad that sounds like fun. Perhaps I could convince your Papa to let us raid the kitchens as well.” Tad just looked at him.
“Raid the kitchens?” He was clearly confused.
“Oh yes. We will sneak down into the kitchens and beg the house elves for food. Then we’ll sneak back up past Uncle Severus and eat until our tummies feel like they’re going to explode.”
“Ooh. That sounds like fun.” Harry just laughed at them. He realized that Remus, Tad, and he would be getting along fine. Tonks had told them she would take Tad whenever they wanted her to so that they could have some alone time. Severus had stated he needed a bit of help with some research and Remus quickly accepted his offer.
For the first time in his life, Remus was completely content. He knew where his future lie, and he knew whom he would be spending the rest of his life with. He was happier than he had ever been and he could see Harry was as well.
When the full moon came, Remus drank the Wolfsbane potion and Harry locked him into the other room. Tad went to stay with Hermione and Severus came to assist Harry in retrieving the sample of blood from Remus. They encountered no problems and Severus was able to make the paste for Chloe. After the sun had risen, Harry helped Remus back to bed and waited with him until he awoke. It was nearly eleven-thirty when he rose, and he smiled to see Harry sitting beside him.
“What time is it?”
“Eleven-thirty.” Harry sat down on the bed beside him.
“Did everything go okay?”
“Yes, we managed to get the sample from your thigh, you should have no pain whatsoever. I imagine that Severus has the paste nearly finished and is waiting on us to administer it to Chloe.” Remus stood and pulled on a dressing robe of Harry’s.
“Well, we shouldn’t keep them waiting.” Harry agreed. Remus slid on his slippers and let Harry wrap a fleece robe tightly around him.
“We can get you dressed later. Come on. No one will say anything to you.” Remus nodded and they made their way down to Severus and Hermione’s rooms. They entered the living room to see Hermione sitting on the couch reading a book about the little witch that couldn’t fly. Harry had to laugh. It was almost as if the book had been written about Hermione.
They made idle chit chat until Severus returned to their rooms with a tube of paste. “Oh good. I was hoping you both would be here when I finished. I trust that you’re feeling okay Remus?”
“Fine, fine. I feel nothing.”
“Good. Now, Chloe, I want you to come here and let me remove your bandage.” The little girl did as she was told and let Severus remove the bandage covering her wound. Remus had never seen it before, and the site was horrid. The other children covered their eyes and Hermione quickly led them into one of the children’s bedroom. She didn’t want them to see it.
“Okay Chloe. Sit down on Uncle Harry’s lap for me okay?” Harry sat down and lifted Chloe into his lap. She sat down and Severus motioned Remus to come beside him. “I need you to hold her other arm. She mustn’t touch the salve. This will burn but the pain will last only for a few seconds.” Remus did as he was told and Severus put the salve onto Chloe’s wound.
The little girl cried out in pain, and Remus heard the bedroom door slam shut. He supposed the pain of hearing her daughter cry was too much for Hermione. The wound bubbled and oozed, turning several nasty shades of green before it started to heal. They could see the wound closing itself shut. New, shiny pink skin forming e the there was only marred flesh before. Chloe quit squirming and Harry wiped the tears from her face.
“Shh… oka okay Chloe. Daddy made it all better now.” Remus watched as they released her, her arm completely healed. Hermione came from the bedroom, tears streaming down her face.
“Look momma. It’s better. Daddy fixed it.” Hermione hugged her little girl, and Severus quickly wiped a tear away from his eye. However, the two other men in the room saw him. Severus rose and shook Remus’ hand.
“Thank you Remus. Without this salve, it is hard telling how long she would havd und until she…”
“Severus, it was my honor. I am glad this damn disease can be useful.”
They stayed and played with the children for a little while before deciding to head back to their rooms. They would be leaving the next day to go and retrieve Remus’ few belongings from France. Tad would be staying with Tonks until they returned. It would give Harry and Remus a few days to spend together alone.
The last night they were in France, Remus led Harry outside to show him the sunset. It was the most beautiful site Harry had ever seen. “Harry, I’ve watched the sun set every night for the past five years and have envisioned you being here watching it with me.”
“I am here with you now Remus. I always will be.”
“You will, won’t you?”
“Yes I will.” Harry leaned his head over and kissed Remus tenderly. Neither one noticed the sun fully setting behind them, nor the rise of the new moon. They were completely enraptured within one another, just as they would be for the rest of their lives.
The End