The Fragile Mind of Remus Lupin
Summery: The events of Out of Mind in the perspective of Remus, or is it Moony?
beta by sirsevchick
Second Song in the Around the Bend Series
I own nothing. The Potter Verse belongs to JK Rowling
The Fragile is by Nine Inch Nails
WARNING: Au, Contains language and Lemons
Remus Lupin, resident Werewolf of the Order of the Phoenix was watching his former student Hermione Granger. Not as a friend would look at another friend but as a wolf would look at their mate.
She shines
In a world full of ugliness
She matters
When everything is meaningless
Moony tormented him more and more, he wanted to take her, mark her, make her his. His dream haunted him always:
Fragile
She doesn't see her beauty
She tries to get away
Sometimes
It's just that nothing seems worth saving
I can't watch her slip away
She would walk into the kitchen after long hours of research. He would make her hot chocolate and they talked. A dribble of hot chocolate falls from his mouth and she leans over to lick it off with a lusty look in her eye. He responds by giving her a deep passionate kiss that leads to so much more. He rips tears off her shirt to admire her. He then pushes up her bra to gain access to her "So beautiful" he would murmur as he would bite and suckle her breasts driving her insane. He then grabbed her and laid her on the table pushing the hot chocolate away, not caring who heard. He would remove her jeans and feel her underwear, wet and ready for him. He would lick her until she screamed "Fuck me, please!" He would rip the underwear off and pull down his pants and grant her wish. "Fuck yes so hot so tight! Come for me!" And she would with a tremendous orgasm shouting, "Yes! YES!"
I won't let you fall apart
Hoping someone can see
If I could fix myself I'd-
But it's too late for me
That dream would never happen. She was with someone else who would be able to
protect and take care of her better than he could. All he could do was be in the shadows to watch and catch her if she needed him like always.
I won't let you fall apart
Meanwhile in the Library
Hermione lay next to a sleeping Harry after they had a session of comfort sex. It was indeed good as always, but now she was haunted by Remus's face instead of Harry's. His voice haunted her in her dreams. Fucking her, holding her, loving her like no one could
"Remus, oh Merlin, Remus" she would say as she played with herself to relieve the pressure.
We'll find the perfect place to go where we can run and hide
I'll build a wall and we can keep them on the other side
But they keep waiting
And picking
It's something i have to do
I was there, too
Before everything else
I was like you
But that would not come true. She was with Harry, He was with Tonks. She loved Harry. Didn't she?