Soul_Possession

A/N; accidentally erased Possession by Sarah McLaclian. revision of a songfic challenge that showed a growing relationship between Bill and Hermione when he is bitten by Greyback.

Hermione Granger was standing at the window of her cottage in an oversized t shirt watching Bill Weasley sleep. He was finally sleeping after another long night as a half werewolf. They where together for two years now. She was happy that they where together but the way that they got together was not full with the best of memories…


The catalyst that finally got the love birds together was one of the darkest nights of Hermione’s life, the night Death Eaters with the help of Draco Malfoy attacked Hogwarts

When she saw Remus’s face she knew immediately something was wrong. He looked so shocked, so defeated and so guilty.

“Remus please tell me what is wrong!”
He told her and then he broke down in her arms. The loss of his mentor and the attack on a friend from the werewolf that created him was too much for him.

“Bill is half werewolf Hermione! That bastard mutilated him!”

The bastard turned out to be the werewolf Fenrir Greyback. The reason for the guilt became clear. He blamed himself for what happened to Bill, he tried but failed to save him. Hermione did not blame him, there was fighting everywhere that that Hogwarts was attacked. She also understood the grief, they lost their headmaster and mentor Albus Dumbldore, a man that taught and protected Remus allowing him to go to school and then teach there not caring that he was a werewolf. Both events were a tremendous shock to Hermione. Bill lost Fleur that night in the attack, and lost all will to live.

Listen as the wind blows
from across the great divide,
Voices trapped in yearning,
memories trapped in time,
The night is my companion
and solitude my guide,
Would I spend forever here
and not be satisfied,

Madame Pomfrey nursed him back to heath beautifully as she always did. His scars on his face healed but it was the emotional ones that needed tending.

“He will need help Hermione the first few full moons will be the hardest. I can’t help him I will be changed. Would you please help him? I will tell you what to do. I need to know that someone is looking out for him during the hardest time of his life. I owe him that”. Hermione agreed to ease Remus’s mind. She also learned to make to wolfsbane potion for Remus now that Snape was gone.

Bill was the “project “ that kept her going. He, Remus, and Harry kept her sane and rational through the pain of losing the headmaster to Snape one of them, someone that she respected. Hermione held Bill when he shook with pain or grief. She soothed him with chocolate and calming words when he was upset.

And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I'll take your breath away
and after I'd wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear

Along the line she feel in love and a year later by some great miracle she realized that he loved her back. She remembered that night clearly as though it was yesterday

She went to the cottage that he bought for he and Fleur after the wedding where he now stayed . She decided to wear a skirt this time and a sweater and boots. She did not know why she wanted to dress up for him, she never thought like that before.

He refused to part with it or go anywhere or do anything. She went to look after him as she always did. She expected some anger and change but she did not expect what she saw. The entire house was ripped apart paintings curtains, furniture, pictures everything that reminded him of Fleur. She was a little afraid of the anger but she could not leave him not when the full moon was coming up soon. She moved quietly not to startle him into any vicious movements.

“Bill! It’s Hermione! Please let me talk to you”

She found him in the living room laying on the floor a bottle of butterbeer on his chest.
He was wearing nothing but a pair of jeans. His eyes where red and bloodshot his hair messy and out of his ponytail.

“Go away Hermione there is nothing you can do here.” He said hoarsely. She crouched down to him to get a better look at him. He was not drunk exactly, but high on something else entirely.

“Damn Hermione I said go away. Let me not be haunted by you for one night” She was startled at that.

She straightened up and said “Sorry I am such a bother to you I was only trying to help” she said not trying to hide the hurt.”
He growled as she moved away. “I am sorry, but you need to go now before I do something that I will regret later.”

“No way, Bill, am I leaving you like this to hurt yourself!”

Through this world I've stumbled
so many times betrayed,
Trying to find an honest word,
to find the truth enslaved,
Oh you speak to me in riddles and
you speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath,
you words keep me alive,

“I am already torn in half Hermione! I smell is your sent, all I fell is the need to posses your soul the way you possess mine! I am an animal I could hurt you! I will never forgive myself if I did that. So go, now! Damn it, while you can!”

Hermione was shocked, he wanted her almost as much as she needed him. “So what happens if I want you to?”

She asked evenly as she approached him, her heart beating madly in her chest. He stared at her, she could see the struggle in him like she had seen so many times before in Remus.

“Don’t Hermione, I could hurt you. Please just go” his voice cracking with desire and fear. She wouldn’t listen she could not stand the tension anymore and she needed him. She kissed him passionately trying to communicate all her need and want into him.

And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I'll take your breath away
and after I'd wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear

She could sense the fight in him but it was clearly a losing battle. He kissed her back with animalistic passion before she knew it she was against the wall sweater being torn open buttons flying everywhere. He puts his face between the valley of her breasts, taking in her scent. She could feel his hardness grazing against her stomach. She could feel shivers down her spine as his breath grazed her body, making her body shake with desire. He pushed up her skirt to her waist putting his nose between her legs.

“You smell heavenly Hermione” He pushes aside her underwear and started to lick her steadily damping core. “Taste good too” he growled.

“Bill, please,” she rasped voice full of desire. He could smell her and her wetness for him, driving him out of his mind, he had to act. He used one hand to undo his zipper and inserted his considerable erection in. Hermione gasped at the contact and then moaned at the pleasure of it. Bill gave her a moment to adjust to him, then thrust in barely registering the breaking of her maidenhead. His eyes widened and the tear streaming down one eye shocked at what he had done. There was nothing more to do now than to make it pleasurable to block out the pain. He pushed up her bra and licked and bit her breasts as he pumped into her. He could feel her walls clamping around him so warm and tight, like a glove.

“So tight, so good” he muttered as he pounded into her pushing her to the peak of orgasm.

“I’m cumming. I CUMMING” she screamed as they both rode the waves of orgasm together. They both slid down the wall together exhausted and covered with sweat. Bill wiped the tear away from her face with near tears of his own .

“I am sorry I hurt you.”

Hermione smiled at him reassuringly “It’s okay, Bill, I rather enjoyed it.”

Bill sighed and picked her up and took her to the room in the back the only room that was not torn up like the rest of the house. He set her down and began to gently remove her clothing in between gentle exploring kisses almost as if he needed to make up for the heated coupling not five minutes earlier. He then removed his jeans and laid beside her pulling the covers over them.

And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I'll take your breath away
and after I'd wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear

Her reverie was interrupted by an amused sound from the bed
“Aren’t you coming back to bed, are do you have to stare more?” as he sits up revealing a tone chest. His long red hair was loose from his ponytail earring littering in the moonlight.

“Hmm” she said in mock thought “ I would need to get some incentive to that. Do you know how?”

Into this night I wander,
it's morning that I dread,
Another day of knowing of
the path I fear to tread,
Oh into the sea of waking dreams
I follow without pride,

He growled and pulled her down besides him kissing her passionately while removing her t shirt. He then proceeded to remind her how dearly he loved her and how much she meant to him

Nothing stands between us here
and I won't be denied,
And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I'll take your breath away
and after I'd wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear.