There had been howling in the night; howling that Remus knew had nothing to do with him. And then had come this mysterious new teacher that Dumbledore had informed him would be assisting in his D.A.D.A classes. The students muttering and gossiping about their theories, every time the barely ever speaking, beautiful woman, walked past. The headmaster never really telling Remus anything when he had gone to his office to enquire about his new assistant; merely smiling enigmatically, before stating that he shouldn't worry, and that the two of them should get along quite famously........ considering. The 'considering' always making Remus think; it actually making him wonder about this (Y/n) even more. And when he had heard Severus muttering something under his breath about him at least not having to brew wolfsbane for this you; the son of Lyall and Hope Lupin, knew that he had to speak to his often illusive colleague.

Quietly he made his way through the corridors of the castle. At this hour the portraits were fast asleep and even the ghost didn't wander. Remus' eyes looking out of the great windows as the light of the moon suddenly filled the expanse, he just glad that it was some days before the full moon, and he would not be affected. Moony stopping and closing his eyes, letting the cold light surround him for a moment as he let out a heavy sigh. It had been a long time since he had truly appreciated the moon; many, many years in fact. Before the werewolf Fenrir Greyback, had attacked him when he was not even five years old and cursed him to fear the full moon and what he would become, for the rest of his life. But his trip from the quiet of his own rooms was not for him to lament over what was, or question what could have been, no; tonight's walk was to try and get to the bottom of the mystery that was his unusual colleague. The colleague that he was finding himself more and more attracted to by the day. Remus continuing on his way along the corridors, before taking the relevant staircases up to where he knew that Dumbledore had roomed her. The Gryffindor alumni suddenly feeling quite self-conscious, as he stood in front of her door' looking down at his slightly dishevelled clothes; wishing that perhaps he had at least changed his shirt for something that looked less like he had slept in it for a week.

"Professor Lupin........." Remus looking up to see the door had been opened and there she stood. A large lump forming in his throat as he realised how different she looked out of her teaching robes; how she now appeared less dungeon bat, like Severus, and more.......well, to be brutally honest, sexy. Moony quickly pushing his fingers through his hair, as he swallowed harshly at the lump in his throat.

"The headmaster informed me that you would eventually come and find me; though I must confess I thought it would have been sooner. But better late than never, I suppose. Now.........." (Y/n) said, moving to the side so that she could open the door fully.

"Come in. We have much to talk about, you and I..........." The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, giving her a slightly confused look, but entering anyway.

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The room he walked into was elegantly decorated, it suiting the woman who was currently waving her wand; two cups coming to rest on the table by his side, perfectly.

"Please, professor Lupin, join me. It is chamomile tea; muggles drink it to relieve stress and help them with sleep. I have found it quite beneficial over the years......" (Y/n) explained, before taking a seat. Remus nodding, before joining her.

"The.....the headmaster told you I would be coming.........?" Remus asked now that he found he could speak. Though he did have to confess that he was still struggling with something about her that seemed to speak to the animal within him. A soft growl wanting to come from his lips, as she laughed at his question, before she leant across the table. His nostril's suddenly filling with the scent of her; a scent which he was sure that somehow, he had never smelt before. It making him want to lean closer too; to get as close as he could, in fact.

"Of course. I am another lycanthrope, after all............." Her confession making Remus sit up straight. He not knowing what to think about her sudden admission, that had been made quite so matter of factly.

"You......you're a.............?"

"Yes, a werewolf. Though I am different to what you know. You see, I was not bitten, like you; it was my mother that was bitten when she was pregnant with me, and the curse passed through her, to me; so, I was born knowing nothing but the wolf being part of me. And instead of having to consume wolfsbane to stop the change, I have learnt over the years to control my change; to become the wolf at will, if I desire, and not have to fear the moon. When Dumbledore found me, he believed that I may be able to help you; so, that is why I am here........." She explained, before finishing off her tea and sitting back in her chair. Remus feeling like his head was spinning; the thought that he was not only sitting with another lycanthrope, but one that could actually control the curse; that perhaps could help him control his own, was something he never thought he would hear. Though none of that explained the pull to her that he was feeling because of this scent he could now smell. The scent that was having the most unexpected influence over him. Moony knowing that given she was there to help him; he should probably ask her about that too.

"Can I ask you something......a little personal............?" Remus asked, as he too finished off the tea. He sitting up a little as she nodded.

"There......well, there is a scent in here; a scent that seems to be coming from you. I have not smelt it before, and it........it is having quite an effect on me.......what is it.....?" The D.A.D.A professor queried, blushing slightly as she smiled and reached her hand across the table to place atop his.

"Tell me, Professor Lupin. How much do you know of pheromones and wolves; of alphas and omegas............?" She questioned back. Her voice coming out soft and sultry, which wasn't helping him at all. Remus running his finger around the inside of his collar, as he shook his head.

"Well, perhaps that is something we can discuss further.......if you would like.....?" The former marauder nodding, as he felt the beast inside him stir, but not in the way that he normally feared. Not in the way that he hated. No, this was something that he had never felt from the wolf before; something that he most certainly wanted to explore. He getting to his feet as (Y/n) offered him her hand, letting her lead him over to a large sofa that sat in front of a softly crackling fire. Remus about to find out that he would wish he had made his moonlit trip, a lot sooner.