Chapter 98 ~ The Cure
The month passed quickly for Isadora, too quickly. Remus was as cool and collected as ever, resigned to whatever fate had in store for him. Isadora was quite clingy but Remus didn’t mind it at all. It was the first time in his life he had ever felt needed outside of when he was the DA Teacher at Hogwarts, and he gave her all the affection and attention she needed. It was as if the witch were trying to store up memories. Remus hoped that he survived. He didn’t want Isadora spending her life looking into pensieves to relive their time together. The witch had been alone for a long time, and he didn’t think she would easily fall into another relationship.
“Remus, I don’t think I would ever find another wizard like you,” Isadora said one night as they lay in her bed entwined around one another, basking in the afterglow. Isadora was leaning back against Remus’ chest as he sat against the headboard, one arm wrapped around her belly, while he played in her hair. He loved her hair.
“Hopefully you won’t have to, Isadora,” he said, licking her neck affectionately. “But if anything should happen to me, I want you to be open to the possibility of meeting someone else, and not close yourself off as you did before. You are beautiful, Isadora, and deserve to be loved.”
Isadora half turned to Remus.
“And do you love me, Remus?” she asked him softly.
Remus was silent for several moments.
“Yes,” he replied softly, “I am sure I do, Isadora. How could I not?”
Isadora waited for him to ask her the same question. But the wizard didn’t. He just tightened his hold on her and sat in silence for a while. Then he placed his lips against her ear and nibbled on it for a moment, then let out a small whimper. Isadora could feel him hardening against her back.
Forget the afterglow…it was time to build a new fire.
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Farmer Rubin Fezwig was surprised to see so many people accompanying Remus when he arrived mid-afternoon on the day of the night of the full moon. Isadora had won her argument with Severus, Remus never even had to approach him about her witnessing the cure. Hermione was also there as was Kingsley Shacklebolt. Severus made sure to keep a wary eye on the werewolf, who was eyeing Isadora like a juicy slab of meat. The Potions Master kept himself between them, as did Kingsley. Remus had barely been allowed to say two words to the witch since they were forcibly separated earlier that morning when caught snogging in the bathroom of Isadora’s flat.
Isadora looked dazed. Remus had quite thoroughly snogged her, and aggressively caressed her body…and she found she liked his hunger and aggressiveness. She also had a chance to feel his erection through his robes, and it felt very different pressed against her. Much bigger. If Severus had not found them, no doubt the werewolf would have had her bent over the vanity within the next five minutes, fucking her for all he was worth.
“I swear Mother,” Severus had scolded her as he walked her back into the living room, holding Isadora securely by her elbow. “You’re acting like a randy sixth year. And tell Remus to stop growling at me or he’s going to lose a few vocal chords.”
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Rubin invited them all into his farmhouse, happy to have visitors. He listened to why they had come.
“A cure?” he said in disbelief.
“Yes,” Severus said. “I have developed a cure that will end his transformations. One way or the other.”
Both Hermione and Isadora scowled at him, as Remus stared at Isadora hungrily, seeming not to hear the Potions Master’s statement. Kingsley moved a bit closer to the werewolf, in case he should make any moves toward the witch.
“That’s a powerful claim, son,” Rubin said, not quite believing him. So many had tried to find a cure for lycanthropy in the past and failed. “I hope it works out.”
“It will,” Hermione said, placing a hand on Isadora’s shoulder as the black-haired witch stared at Remus with an almost equal hunger.
Everyone in the room could feel the attraction between the two. Severus’ face was twisted in an almost constant scowl at his mother’s obvious randiness. If the cure worked, the couple wouldn’t be so intense.
Rubin fixed food for everyone but Remus, who declined to eat. Severus looked at him knowingly. The werewolf would devour his food with all the alacrity of a true wolf, and didn’t want anyone to witness him doing so. Then the farmer seasoned and partially fried two large steaks, put them on a plate and took Remus out into the parlor, away from the rest of his guests. He settled the wizard in front of a small table, then placed the steaks and some napkins in front of him.
“You have to eat, son. Especially tonight. Those two wizards are going to be in that cage with you, and if something goes wrong and you haven’t eaten, you’re going to go for one or both of them. So eat those steaks.”
Ruben returned to the kitchen, and after a moment, Remus lit into the steaks ravenously, growling and snarling as he devoured both of them quickly. He cleaned the plate with his tongue as well as his hands and wrists, then used the napkins for his face. He felt full.
Rubin returned and collected the plate and napkins, and Remus followed him back into the kitchen. Dusk was falling.
“It’s time you all head out to the barn,” Rubin said, studying Severus and Kingsley. “Are you two sure you want to be locked in that cage with him? It won’t open until he’s transformed back. You’ll both be in a bad way if something goes wrong.”
Severus looked at the farmer, then at Hermione.
“We have back up protection. If something goes wrong and Remus transforms without showing signs of the cure, then my wife will cast the Imperious curse on him,” Severus said evenly.
“An Unforgivable? Those are illegal,” the farmer said doubtfully. “She could end up in Azkaban.”
“We have an Auror here. He will vouch for the necessity of the curse, as he will be in danger as much as I. The Ministry values their Aurors and will overlook an Unforgivable cast in the defense of one,” the Potions Master replied smoothly. Kingsley nodded in agreement.
Everyone rose and headed out toward the barn. Rubin stopped on the porch. He’d go no farther.
“Good luck,” he called after the group, then under his breath said, “Gods know you’re going to need it.”
He warded the house and went inside.
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They entered the barn, Remus leading the way, Severus behind him, Kingsley behind Severus, and the two witches bringing up the rear. Remus walked straight for the enclosure, Severus and Kingsley right in step with him. If they were separated by too much distance, the door would close on the werewolf, effectively locking them out. They all entered, and the door slammed shut, locking behind the three wizards.
Isadora and Hermione stood very close together as they watched Severus remove bottles from his pocket. He had brought two of each. Remus removed his robes, and both Hermione and Isadora gasped. He was naked, and his fore-skinned cock was erect, the red glistening head sticking out from the folds of flesh. He was enormous.
“Oh my gods, he’s HUGE, Isadora,” Hermione gasped covering her mouth.
Severus heard her and scowled blackly at his wife commenting on another wizard’s cock.
“He’s bigger than he’s ever been with me,” Isadora said, then she cocked her head. “So that’s what an uncircumcised cock looks like. Kind of scary…but still…”
She licked her lips unconsciously.
Severus tried his best not to pay attention to what the witches were saying. His black eyes fell on Remus’ cock and he had to admit the wizard was hung like…well, like a werewolf. He started to feel a little competitive. Well, the cure would take him down a few inches.
“When it’s that big, yes, it’s very scary,” Hermione agreed as they watched Remus shackle himself and sit in the chair.
Severus’ brow furrowed. He was going to get that little witch. She didn’t know what scary was. He scowled at Hermione.
“Check to see where the moon is,” Severus said to her with an edge in his voice.
Hermione opened the barn door and looked out. The sky was overcast but she could make out a glow coming over the horizon.
“It’s just starting to rise,” she said, pulling the door partially closed. Severus uncorked the bottle of cure.
“Hold him, Kingsley,” he said. The big Auror knelt and wrapped his arms around Remus in a loose full nelson.
“Now Remus, no matter what happens, you have to drink these potions. First the wolfsbane,” he said. Severus put the bottle to the werewolf’s lips and Remus drank it down.
“Good,” Severus said. Then he called to Hermione.
“Where is the moon now?” he asked her.
“Just cleared the horizon. It’s rising,” she said, her stomach tight.
Isadora watched quietly as her son attended the wizard she loved. He just had to survive this.
Remus began to stiffen. The moon was starting to affect him.
“Drink this Remus, and remember you MUST drink the other two bottles, the one after this will save your life,” he said as he brought the bottle to the wizard’s mouth. Remus’ eyes were shifting about but he drank the bottle down. He sat quietly for a moment, and then screamed as if he were being torn apart. He flung Kingsley away from him and transformed quickly, bursting into werewolf form and leaping on Severus, biting into his shoulder.
“Severus!” Hermione screamed, pulling out her wand.
“No!” Severus screamed at her as he wrestled to tear the werewolf from his shoulder. “Don’t hex him!”
Hermione lowered her wand as Kingsley leaped on the beast’s back and tore him away. The werewolf threw Kingsley off him then suddenly began to howl in agony, staggering about and transforming back into Remus. He fell to the floor shuddering
Severus flung himself on the wizard, turned him over and placed the blood cleansing potion to his lips
“Drink Remus!” he shouted at the wizard, “If you want to live, drink damn it!”
The shuddering wizard gulped weakly at the blood cleanser. Soon he stopped shuddering, but turned deathly pale, his breathing becoming so shallow it couldn’t be seen.
“Oh my gods, Severus…you’ve killed him!” Isadora screamed.
Severus put the blood replenisher to the wizard’s lips.
“Come on, Remus. Come on you bastard! Drink it! Don’t you break my mother’s heart! She’ll never forgive me if you die,” he hissed at the wizard, pouring the potion into his mouth and stroking his throat muscles. Remus swallowed, and immediately some color came back.
“Good. Good. More Remus…come on werewolf. Just a little more,” Severus said softly, tilting the bottle some of it running out of the wizard’s mouth. Kingsley stood over them, running a finger over a cut on his face. Remus coughed and swallowed a large amount of potion, almost choking on it but getting it down. After a minute his color was good. Severus looked down at his body. His cock was normal, circumcised and still big, but a noticeably bit smaller than his own. He purposely pulled him to his feet in such a way that the witches could see his organ, especially Hermione, then set him in the chair.
The door to the enclosure popped open. The cure had worked. There were three full humans in it now. No reason to stay locked. Remus’ eyes fluttered.
“Not dead?” he gasped up at Severus who was checking his eyes.
“Unfortunately no, Remus, though you gave it a very good attempt. You also tried to kill me,” Severus said.
Remus’ eyes widened in horror.
“Gods, Severus…I bit you. I bit you in the shoulder when I was transformed,” the wizard said, his voice breaking.
Hermione ran forward, crying terribly as she flung open the door and ran to her husband.
“No, Severus! No!” she cried.
He shushed her.
“Hermione, if I’ve been infected, I can take the cure, but as you see, I haven’t transformed,” he said coolly, unbuttoning his robes and revealing that his upper body was totally encased in chain mail. “I was prepared. I suspected Remus would try to take a chunk out of me. He wasn’t successful. Kingsley also is wearing chain mail.”
Hermione examined the chain mail. It was dented where the werewolf had bitten him, but the skin wasn’t broken.
“You should have told me,” Hermione scowled at him. “I was scared to death.”
Isadora entered the enclosure, looking at Remus with frightened eyes. She had never seen a werewolf up close before, and his transformation was horrifying. But now he was the man she knew.
“Remus? Are you all right?” she asked him softly, seeming scared to approach him.
The wizard’s gentle eyes rested on her, the softness in them reassuring.
“I’m fine, Isadora…just fine,” he said softly, smiling at her tenderly.
The witch rushed to him and embraced him, kissing the wizard passionately.
Severus scowled at the sight of his mother embracing and kissing a naked wizard. He let it go on for a couple of seconds because he knew it was supposed to be a touching moment. Hermione had that “awww” look on her face. Finally he cleared his throat, grabbing Remus’ robe.
Isadora stopped kissing the wizard and looked up at her son.
“Mother, you may have just scarred me for life,” he said, thrusting the robes at Remus, “No son should ever witness his mother kissing a naked man, I don’t care how old he is.”
Isadora looked down at Remus, then blushed furiously, stepping away from him quickly. The wizard had an impressive erection. Hermione blushed too, and Severus saw it, and frowned blackly. Wait till she got home.
Remus stood up and slipped on his robes on, fastening them. He turned to Severus and stuck out his hand to the Potions Master.
Severus looked down at his hand for a moment. He could feel Hermione’s eyes burning into his back. The Potions Master sighed and took the werewolf’s hand, shaking it firmly before letting it go. Remus had a strong grip.
“How will I ever repay you for this miracle?” Remus asked him as the Potions Master gathered up the bottles and stuck them in his robes pocket. He turned to the cured wizard.
“In installments. Expect my first bill tomorrow,” he said, exiting the enclosure and the barn, Hermione following close behind him.
Kingsley chuckled.
“I guess it’s safe to leave you two together now,” he said in his deep, rich voice. He offered his hand to Remus.
“Congratulations, Lupin,” he said a broad smile on his face. “You’re going to be in the history books as the first wizard ever cured of lycanthropy, probably right next to Severus’ sweet smiling face.”
Remus and Isadora laughed. Kingsley gave Isadora a sharp bow and strode from the barn. There was a crack of apparation, then two more.
Remus and Isadora looked at each other, then embraced, neither one saying a word.
From the front porch, Rubin watched Remus and Isadora leave the barn, just as the clouds parted and the full moon shone down in all its pale glory. The couple walked through the moonlight for a few yards, kissed, then disapparated.
“I’ll be gods damned. They did it. They actually cured that boy,” Rubin said with a low whistle. “And to think it happened on my farm.”
Rubin went to bed that night comforted. He may have lost a son to the curse, but it was on his farm that the curse itself finally died.
He could live with that.
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A/N: I actually got a little tear in my eye when writing about Remus and Isadora walking through the moonlight together :::sniff::: How about Remus biting Severus? Scary moment eh? And Hermione’s comment about Remus’ tool within her husband’s hearing. Oh man. Lol. And Severus making sure she saw he was bigger than Remus. He’s something else. Anyway, this was a great chapter to write. I enjoyed it. I hope you enjoyed reading it. Please review.
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