Heat

**Hello, and welcome to my very first attempt at writing Remus. I generally stick with Draco, Severus and Lucius, as the bad boys are my pets (in my sick little mind anyhow) But I began to see Remus in an entirely new light recently, and this little fic came to play. If you are a stickler for canon, and can not handle fics that are non-compliant with the books or characters that are OOC....then this, nor any of my other fics are for you. Otherwise, read on! I hope you like it.

CHAPTER ONE: Heat

Hermione was staring at him again, and Remus wished with everything in him that she wouldn’t. It was difficult enough to sit across from her at the table without her soft amber eyes boring into him. She made him uncomfortable; she always had, even when she was a student. It always felt as though her gaze was seeing straight through him, into his heart and into his head. Of course things were somewhat different now, he was no longer a teacher, and she was no longer a young girl. Now instead of just making him feel exposed and vulnerable, she flat out made him hard.


It didn’t help that his heightened sense of smell made it clear to him that she was ovulating, and aroused. Difficult things for the alpha wolf in him to ignore. The last four months had been difficult ones at best. Her cycles were tied to the full moon, so every month, midway through the lunar phases; he would begin to scent her. It would keep him up at night, knowing that a ripe and ready woman was sleeping in the room next door. It was even worse on those nights when her need overcame her, and his keen sense of hearing picked the sounds of her touching herself and his nose picked up the sweet scent of her arousal. It was hell, and he was suffering for his sinful thoughts.


He caught sight of her from the corner of his eye, still watching him, chewing her lower lip as her eyes narrowed. His conscience was telling him to pay attention to what Sirius was saying, it was more important than the wayward ponderings of his cock, but the animal in him screamed “take her! She’s of age, and she wants it, you can smell how she wants it.” He growled softly, a low rumble in his chest that had George Weasley turning around to look at him curiously.


“So, the easiest and safest course of action is to go into hiding. Grimmuald Place is no longer safe.” Sirius Black sent several pieces of parchment floating through the air, landing before their intended recipient. “You will find your assignments, your partner and your cover listed there, I would advise you to read and memorize the details quickly as those parchments will self distruct within the next half hour.”


Remus looked down at his assignment and blanched. His chest was squeezing in panic while his cock twitched in rejoicing. He leapt from the chair and went to the front of the room. He grabbed Sirius by the arm and pulled him aside.

“You have to reassign me Sirius, I can not do this.” Remus said gruffly, holding the crumpled piece of parchment up.


“I’m sorry Remus, but this is the only way.” Sirius said, placing his hand on his friends shoulder.


“Sirius, I can NOT go to Ireland with Hermione and pretend that she is my wife. You ask too much. Pair her with Harry, or even Ronald, hell pair her up with Snape! Just not me.”


“Remus, Harry will be with me and Ron with the Weasley family….for them it is safer to hide in plain sight and will be expected of them. Snape, unfortunately, is too important to the order to send him into hiding. You and she will make a believable couple Remus, and she can brew the wolfsbane potion for you, Snape taught her well and she is a brilliant potions mistress.”


“Sirius…you don’t understand.” He whispered low. “Think about what you ask of me, think about my affliction. The wolf, it is always there, lurking beneath the surface. I can scent her when she is ovulating, when she is aroused….”


“All the better for your cover if you look the besotted husband.” Sirius replied, trying to hold back the smile that threatened.


“Damn you Sirius! Do you understand what will happen if I lose control? Do you? Have you ever wondered why I steer clear of women? Did you think I preferred men? Because I can assure you that is not my problem. It’s because one of the drawbacks to my affliction is my physiological response to a female in heat. If I lose control of my animal side Sirius, I will take her, again and again and again until I sense that she is carrying my child. Do you understand that?” Remus was digging his fingers into Sirius’s arm, his voice hoarse and slightly growling. “She is young, and innocent, do not subject her to a monster like me. Do not subject me to a temptation I may not be able to pass up.”


“Remus, I am sorry, but this is how it has to be. You are responsible for keeping her hidden, for protecting her until I send for you to return. Maybe you should ask Severus for a contraception potion, just in case.” Sirius clasped his wrist and pried Remus’s fingers from his arm.


“Damn you Sirius, I am begging you.” Remus growled.


“And I told you Remus, this is the only way.” When Sirius turned to walk away, he was smiling. His pairing of Remus and Hermione had been deliberate. He was tired of watching the two of them dance around the elephant in the room. He could not wait to see the results of his machinations. Might not be a cute kid, but it would surely be brilliant.