Hermione sat at the bar, head in her hand staring at her reflection while nursing a firewhisky and coke.

"Last Call!" The barman yelled.

Hermione jumped, shocked out of her thoughts.

"Scared ya dearie?" The barman said while laughing at Hermione's blush and discomfiture.

She quickly gulped down the rest of her drink and silently rose from her seat. Grabbing her purse and suit jacket from the back of her chair. "May I have the check please?", she asked softly, eyes downcast.

The barman afraid that he caused offense, quickly stated "Of course ma'am. Here." Handing her the handwritten receipt which stated that she had 4 firewhisky and cokes and owed 5 galleons, 4 sickels.

Hermione pulled out 7 galleons from her bag and dropped them on the bar. "Keep the change and have a nice night".

The barman smiled and said, "Pretty and generous... a rare combination".

A man at the end of the bar looked right at her, raised his glass, laughed and said "She is better than rare, she is the cleverest witch of her age"

Hermione turned toward the man and gasped "Remus!" While quickly going toward his side. She hadn't seen the werewolf in many years. "How have you been after all this time?" She asked breathlessly while she wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek.

"Good, and yourself?" He asked chuckling to himself. Hermione had grown from a girl to a woman since the last time he saw her. He could feel her breasts as she hugged him. It had been so long since any woman touched him, the last had been Tonks and she had been dead for years. Her soft lips on his cheek made him feel a lust he hadn't felt in years. She smells so good, so close to the full moon. He thought as he sniffed her hair. Women usually overwhelmed his delicate sense of smell with their perfumes, but not her.

He wanted to feel her hair as he ran his fingers through it as she wrapped her beautiful lips around his cock. As he lightly pulled it while he fucked her mouth, while she kissed, licked, and sucked his balls.

"Remus! Remus!" Hermione yelled as she waved a hand in his face.

"Huh" Remus said confused.

"We have to go. The bar is closing. Let's go." Hermione said. He probably doesn't feel good, with it being so close to the full moon. Hermione thought worriedly. I wonder where he is staying and where he will transform.

Remus slowly stood. "I'll take my check, please." He said to the barman.

"Already taken care of by the pretty lady on your arm. You are a lucky man!" The barman looked between the two and wiggled his eyebrows. The barman laughed both Remus and Hermione who were both blushing.

"Come on, Remus!" Hermione said as she grabbed his hand and led him out of the bar into the night air. Damn, when did she develop an ass like that. So beautiful, so perfect. He started visualizing fucking her from behind. Kissing her lower back, hearing her moan and scream his name as he made her cum. Remus growled low in his throat. What the fuck is wrong with me? Thinking of Hermione like that, like she is a sex object for my pleasure.

Once they were outside, Hermione turned toward him and raised one eyebrow at him. He blushed and said "I would like to catch up with you while I'm here in town this week. When are you available?"

Hermione looked at him and said "I'm going to be busy all week with work. Tonight is really the only time I can ensure I would have time to spend with you. Why don't you come back to my flat and we can talk for awhile, unless your tired?"

Remus smiled and said "sure".

She smiled in return and appriprated them back to her flat.

It is was in a high rise building in Muggle London. She had appripreated them into a penthouse apartment. She immediately let go of his hand and said "make yourself at home, would you like something to drink?"

"Water if you have it." Hermione turned and walked out. Wow, she has done very well for herself. It doesn't look like she has a man. The only pictures that had men were of Harry and Ron.

"Here" she said trying to hand him the water while wincing. High heeled shoes were not conducive to foot comfort, Hermione thought.

"Thank you". Remus said as he took the water and put it down on the coffee table. What's the matter?"

Hermione blushed and said "Nothing, my feet are a little sore, nothing to worry about".

Remus took her hand and gently pulled her down onto the couch. Hermione gasped when he grabbed her legs and placed them on his thigh with her feet in his lap. He used wandless magic to place lotion on his hands. He slowly began to rub circles into the balls of her feet.

Hermione closed her eyes to the sensations. "Ummmm". Remus smirked and chuckled.

The chuckle startled Hermione who groaned softly and opened her eyes. She looked at his self-satisfied smirk in puzzlement. The intensity of his eyes on her was too much, like he was reveling in the sounds she was making. Oh Merlin, that feels so good. Why is he rubbing my feet? Is he just trying to be a good friend and ease my pain like I have after some of his transformations in the past... We are just friends, aren't we?