Darna Shealladh - Part One

Nagini stared at Remus, stunned.

She blinked hard. Her eyes smarted, batting back the tears, remembering Remus standing bravely before four Death Eaters downstairs in the Hog's Head pub while she fled to safety. Not knowing what would happen next, she became overwhelmed and frustrated. "You're not a coward...I'm the coward! And you're not..."

He cut her off sharply. "I am a beast, to be feared, despised...you'll be thanking Uncle Rodolphus quite soon for 'enlightening' you; that is, if Snape hasn't already!"

Her frustration vented itself. Nagini felt warm tears running down her cheeks. Why is he saying this? It's as if... A soft sob welled up and escaped from her lips. He wants me to reject him now! Push me away!

"You're cruel, Remus."

Remus looked hard at her. Her pain struck him deeply, a blistering force splashing against his already taxed nerves. But, he had to put an end to this – to them. The past hour's events had spelt that out loud and clear.

"Yes, when pushed to be, I can be quite cruel." Before Nagini could comment, he continued in a pedantic tone, "I'm a coward because I've never told you before that I'm a... beast."

"Remus... Don't..." Nagini felt as if she had become Petrified, except for the nauseous wave welling up inside her.

"Nagini, you do believe I would never ever hurt you, don't you?"

She nodded in agreement, pressing her tear-stained lips tightly together.

Lupin looked up at the octangular window with the moonbeams streaming in, softening the dim lit room with its glow. "The moon is waxing wan, and you're safe. I won't hurt you. I can't hurt you." His brows furrowed, edged with torment. He repeated, "I would never hurt you, intentionally, that is."

Staring at her, Remus felt his pain and shame, aching and longing for her, all clash and battle through his veins.

"I'm a werewolf, Nagini."

Remus barely breathed as he watched her, intently, waiting for the panic to set in. The hysteria. The fear.

Nothing!

Nagini remained still. Her face was calm, no emotion. She only stared back at him.

Feeling compelled, the shaggy-haired Gryffindor Prefect quietly proceeded to point out, "All the rumours, all the snide Slytherin remarks, implications... they are all true."

Still no reaction... But then, a change occurred. Remus' chest tightened as the golden orbs peering at him shifted from being unreadable to filling with an emotion he loathed: pity.

True, he wanted her to stay calm. She's already been through enough tonight... but, he wouldn't allow this: fear, yes; pity, no! He expected her to respond differently, anything but this; he was used to rejection, that he had mastered well... But sympathy, sorrow for the outcast I am? Never! "During my transformation period, I'm a hideous, uncontrollable beast." He looked her straight in the eye. "I'd just as soon rip your throat out as look at you."

This final statement struck a nerve in Nagini. She involuntarily bolted up and inched away from him until her back touched the wall.

Caught between frustration and shame, a surge of anger flared within Remus. He lashed out, "You're not saying anything, and you should!"

A cold, cloudy numbness had invaded Nagini's limbs and thoughts. "I don't know what I'm supposed to say." Watching Remus as he rose slowly, she shivered. "You just told me that you are a werewolf," she reflected aloud as best she could, her lips quivering, "but all I see when I look at you is..." She gazed at him with a sad longing. "You: Remus."

Suddenly, the vision of herself and Remus walking side by side through pristine, glowing snowfall hand in hand flashed in her mind again. But then, an even stronger sensation of déjà vu enveloped her: Here! This room... together, before...

She covered her face with her hands and cried out softly as a warm burst of energy issued from her heirloom ring, coursing up her left arm and pulsing through her body. As if in pain, she hugged herself in an attempt to control her shivering.

Remus mistook her cry as a sole reaction towards him. At seeing tears, once again, stream down her face, his heart broke. The sight of her in such a dire way was so miserable; his breathing became irregular and strained. He leaned against the wall, roughly running one hand through his hair in exasperated tension; he restrained himself from helping her in fear that any physical contact would cause her to snap into hysteria or worse. Now that she knows what I truly am... How did I expect her to react to me? What was I thinking? I wasn't thinking. Remus, you selfish idiot!

Nagini's teeth began to chatter from an invisible cold now creeping throughout her, absorbing any inner warmth.

Remus saw that she was trembling so hard, she could barely stand. Instinctively, he rushed over and caught her just in time as she began to slide down the wall and, in one swift swoop, lifted and carried her over to the bed.

"Darna Shealladh... Darna Shealladh," she rasped out in his arms, her head arched back and eyes clenched closed.

Believing she was having a seizure of sorts, Remus placed her down and proceeded to lie down beside her; he promptly clasped her in his arms, pinning her against him in a tight embrace. Her trembles ceased, although she continued to murmur, 'Darna Shealladh,' over and over again, until, slowly, she quietened. Relieved that the sudden onset had subsided, he relaxed his grip, and she lay cradled, her head resting on his chest, her body half draped over his.

Time passed with them lying in each other's arms.

Time passed with him relishing the sensation of her molded to him.

In the stillness of the night, only her soft breathing was heard.

In the coolness of the dim lit room, her body heat was all the young wizard was cognitive of.

All else was forgotten.

Except for the warmth of his hardening cock. She feels so incredible lying in my arms... He allowed himself a moment longer to enjoy the pure simple pleasure of it. For he'd never just lain with a witch like this, and the reality of it being Nagini ignited him from the core. I've got to get her off of me before... His Adam's apple bobbed, and he sat up a bit, trying to delicately roll her off of his torso. Nagini stirred and shifted her body weight; Remus tried to counter-shift away from her resting thigh pressing on his hardened member.

"Nagini," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion, lowering his arms from her, "We should leave now for Hogwarts..."

"Why did you finally tell me the truth?"

"Isn't it obvious?" He gulped, pausing. "I care for you, a great deal." Remus met Nagini's inquisitive gaze with the old forlorn look of longing for that which he should not. Against his better judgment, the sandy-haired wizard admitted with candour, "I want you, desire you greatly, almost uncontrollably. Almost. What remains of my control has allowed me to disclose this to you. So, now you know. And now, we can put an end to this before it truly ever begins."

Nagini lowered her head, resting it once again on his chest. She closed her eyes tight and hugged him even tighter. Lovingly.

"Don't," whispered Remus.

Ignoring this, she clutched him more firmly and said softly, "Darna Shealladh."

Trying to keep coherent over his throbbing hard-on, Remus' brow knitted as he enquired, "Darna Shealladh: 'second sight' – what of it?"

"I... I have it. I've seen us here. Before. Just like this."

Remus registered her confession, at first, stoically. The incongruity and absurdity of it all! If you had any true clairvoyance, you would have seen how disastrous this entire evening was to be! But then, her naivety in believing this...Her Inner Eye?... the ridiculousness of it all, caused him to give her a gentle hug, not intending to encourage her. Or himself.

Involuntarily, he kissed her hair, only to jerk his head towards the window and stare once again at the mocking moonbeams. His thoughts turned pensive. But she believes it... just to get her back to Hogwarts, then we can discuss the absurdness of her Inner Eye later...

"Your heart," murmured Nagini. "Your heart is thumping so hard."

Remus swallowed and then sighed heavily, his chest heaving.

"Yes. It's the effect," responded Remus slowly. "The effect you have on me." Nagini's bent leg, her thigh, was ever-so-slightly exerting pressure on his pronounced erection. He was running his fingers absentmindedly through her hair. Like Selene, she has an involuntary effect on me. God, I've got to get her back to Hogwarts, and quickly... His thoughts were in a whirlwind, but more distracting was her body pressing against his, slamming his libido into overdrive. Nagini's fingers were slowly feeling his sinewy, muscular chest, tracing softly downwards to his well-defined, sculpted thighs. As her fingertips gently grazed upward again, meeting his defined ribs, and then, lowering her touch further, feeling lightly over his taut, well-defined lower abdomen muscles, now tightening, her hand rested on his hip, pausing. He was unable to move. At her mercy. Waiting.

Nagini shifted her weight, sitting up languidly. Her mercurial, long hair flowed down, framing her face; her golden eyes were invitingly looking into his.

There it was. As their eyes met and held each other's gaze, both knew there was no going back.

Remus felt her lips, the most gentle kiss he'd ever experienced. And again. Then, she brushed sweetly over his eyelids, his nose tip, his cheekbones... He felt her move away and slowly opened his eyes to see that she was sitting back. Her focus had lowered to his chest.

Nagini decisively started to unbutton his shirt.

Remus felt his bare skin being exposed, being touched by her so very feminine fingertips. The tickling softness of her hair brushed his bare skin as she tilted her head downward, intent on what she was doing, causing his head to arch back in pleasure. In between her haptic actions, he heard himself making excuses, "I'm scarred; my whole body scarred."

Nagini paused and gave him a thoughtful look, but continued to unbutton, determinedly pulling his shirttail out of his trousers in order to undo the last one. Succeeding, she brushed aside the cloth and sat back, admiring his lean, tightly-muscled torso. Her eyes fell upon the multiple marks of various lengths and depth. She lowered her head, and Remus felt her full lips kiss and her wet tongue flick softly across the ultra-sensitive marked skin. As she caressed his flesh with her lips and licked across a particularly long, scarred gash underneath his right ribcage, his chest rose and fell; his breathing became short and stringent.

She was slowly moving her head down. The warm air from her mouth made him all the more conscious of his now painful erection. His skin was tingling, and his hardened arousal throbbed expectantly as her lips lowered on the soft tufts of his joy trail, increasing the pressure, teasingly nipping and sucking his flesh. Her fingers had now found his old leather belt hook; the unwavering Slytherin tugged and unfastened the metal buckle and continued to open one by one the crotch buttons. Oblivious to everything, except watching her, feeling her touch, he arched his hips in anticipation, helping to assist, lowering and pulling his underpants and trouser off.

Nagini gazed at his nakedness, curious and admiring. Her burning cheeks and resolute touch inflamed him.

"Come to me," he uttered.

She slowly half-crawled between his legs; her clothed breasts brushed his erect cock's tip as she stretched upwards, meeting Remus' mouth. Their mutual kisses were now searching and demanding. Nagini felt Remus' fingertips exploring her breasts, searching for the opening to her blouse, and finding none, impatiently he leaned forward, grabbing her buttocks, nudging her hips to come forward.

"Sit on me," he throatily whispered.

She made to do so, but could not resist and swooped down to lick the tip of his luscious cock. Remus groaned and his fingers grasped her tightly, encouraging, spurring her to take in the first few inches. She felt his tension, his anticipation, and she started to lick and suck him, bobbing around and around, up and down on his cock.

Remus had pushed up and back against the headboard. His jaw slackened only to tighten in euphoric grimacing from her exquisite oral ministrations. In between his wincing in spouts of ecstasy, he stroked Nagini's head, gathering her hair away from her face. Through his half-closed lids, he watched her suck him: she was gorgeous. He could've gazed at her infinitely, but his hand suddenly clutched the bedspread as he contracted upward; he felt his balls tightening up. Not wanting to come so soon, he firmly grabbed Nagini, pulling her up by her waist and arm; he kissed her passionately and guided her to straddle him. His hands found their way to her skirt's waist hook, undoing it, quickly tugging and pulling the loose material up and over her head.

The narrow waist got entangled in her arms, propelling a frantic, animalistic urgency which took over both of them. Nagini ripped her skirt in the final tug over her head, then snapped her blouse up and off. With the freeing of her breasts from its clad constraint, Remus' mouth was kneading and sucking them hungrily. He teasingly nipped and suckled her nipples while his hands explored the flesh of her buttocks, tight and flexed as her legs straddled him; his cock burned against her thinly covered flesh.

Nagini arched back; Remus braced and balanced her weight as he continued to lick, suck and swirl her breasts and nipples; he had wanted to go slower, but felt a ravenous, carnal hunger unlike any he had ever known before. One hand found its way down, pulling aside her thin crotch covering, determined to gauge her arousal; he felt between her wet folds.

Explored her.

As Nagini mewled sharply, Remus knew he had found the rosebud he sought and pressed skillfully against the delicate nub, her mewling and wetness increasing tenfold. He panted, "Sit on me. Rise up." She did so, and he tried to guide her, taking his cock in hand, to lower herself on him. She placed her hand on his and slowly helped place his tip in her vaginal entrance and began lowering her wet cunt down. As she began to sheath herself on him, he thrusted upwards, and she yelped in pain.

Remus stopped, panting hard. "Oh, fuck!" he gasped aloud, snapping up and embracing her to him. Panting, strained in carnal agony, he flipped her quickly on her back. Trying to regulate his breath, he stroked her breasts as he kissed her naval and soft flesh leading to her Venus mound. He hastily gathered and jerked her knickers off; he then stroked her pubic hair, strummed her vaginal lips, slowly inserting one finger, then another; he was trying to go slowly, but his painful erection needed relief soon, and she was... A virgin! Fuck! He crawled over to place his head between her legs, and just like that very morning at the Astronomy Tower, he enjoyed her succulent wetness, her moaning and whimpering, her clawing his back, her nails digging into his skin as her toes curled in orgasm, piercing into his shoulders.

While she was still undulating in post-orgasm, he slowly positioned himself on her, his erection at her entrance. Kissing her as gently as he could muster, he could only whisper, "Nagini, Nagini...do you want this?" Please, please... the gods have mercy on me!

Nagini whispered, "Yes..." He felt her hands pressing his buttocks, encouraging him to enter her. His body was only too ready. He pushed into her. As soon as he had thrusted through her hymenal membrane, both crying out, he probed her to the hilt, at first roughly, but then in regulated rhythm, allowing her to adjust to his width and length, his force and speed.

Her soft groans and clinging intensified as she began to greet his movements with equal, measured carnal rhythm, undulating, moving and fucking in sync; Nagini met his hard pounding with equal force, her vaginal muscles squeezing him tight in intensifying contractions, both of them fucking deliriously. In his pre-orgasmic bliss, Remus forgot all else and pounded her pussy in lost oblivion until Nagini shook beneath him, clawing and clinging to him for life. Her cry of orgasm triggered him over the edge; Nagini felt his hot seed released inside her.

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The night would be filled with sporadic lovemaking: short bouts of resting, longer bouts of pleasuring one another fully. Deeply. Now that they had crossed the threshold of fleshly union, they touched and fucked at leisure, leaving no inch of either's body unexplored. Exhausted from their ravenous, salacious exertions, they drifted into a satiated repose, wrapped in each other's arms.

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"We're home free," commented Remus, breaking the serene silence he and Nagini were enjoying as they reached the edge of the glistening woods. They had awoken in a drowsy, post-coital bliss, only to immediately become aware that the air had changed; dawn was nearing. Hastily they dressed and hurried out of the eternally dim lit room; casting undetectable spells around them, they cautiously snuck out of the silent and seemingly vacant Hog's Head as stealthily as possible. Knowing that dawn was fast drawing near, they proceeded and succeeded in quickly leaving Hogsmeade incognito.

Only one more low-sloped hill and they would head downward directly toward the Shrieking Shack where Remus would guide Nagini through the connecting tunnel and safely pass the Whomping Willow back to the castle.

As they followed the snowy path from Hogsmeade hand in hand, Nagini felt the freshness, the newness of her world. I am changed... She impulsively confessed, "I want to spend every moment with you!"

Remus smiled, but there was a sweet sadness lingering around it. They had barely spoken throughout their torrid lovemaking; no words had been necessary. Only their needs. Their hungers. But now, so much... so many things I want to say to her. I need to ask her...Where to start?

At his solemn demeanor, Nagini nudged him gently. "How often can we watch the sun come up together like this?" She wished to savour every second of being with him and felt the lightness of being all around them, exhilarating her, as if they were in a winter wonderland. From her yearned for sexual experience with Remus to the present wintry truant wandering, Nagini had never experienced such liberties. Moreover, she wanted more. Her newfound freedom had unleashed a desire for all things sensual: experiencing nature to its fullest, experiencing all pleasures in their fullness, to make up for lost time.

Incomprehensibly, Remus had become tongue-tied; regardless, he knew he would not refuse her anything. He was relishing being in the wintry forest with her as much as she, even though the nagging thought of if they didn't hurry as fast as possible, it wouldn't be just the groundskeeper, Hagrid, that they might have to dodge. Just to get back inside the castle walls. And then, to talk about everything – about us!

The glowing snow-covered path narrowed as they drew closer to the hill's peak; they pulled each other along, playfully. Lovingly. Once on top, with the Shrieking Shack in view below them, they held each other close and gazed at the pristine, frosty nature surrounding them.

The soft gleam of dawn was breaking bright.

They slowly trudged down; both had become sullen. The reality of returning to Hogwarts, to their separate Houses, their separate lives, hit them hard. They abruptly stopped and clasped each other tightly.

"You have the makings of a real Marauder, Nagini," joked Remus, attempting to cover up their dampened spirits.

Nagini peered up into his creamy brown eyes. "Do I? Would your mates agree?"

"There, now, don't be sad." Moving a tress of her hair from her face, he kissed her cheek. "It's all going to be all right. We'll take one day at a time. We'll find a way. A place to meet. Secretly. I know several." Forcing himself, he waggled his eyebrows.

She peered at him, worry written on her brow.

Determined to lighten their moods, he gave a cheeky grin. "For starters, there's the Prefect's bathroom on the fifth floor I'd like to sneak you into, er, show it to you; I have my own allotted times there... maybe this evening?" Impulsively, he kissed her. "There's the Astronomy Tower." A more ardent kiss was planted. "I know one of your favourite places is..." He couldn't help smirking. "The Divination classroom – the easiest classroom to break into."

"Break into? Shame on you, Prefect Lupin," she teased, having become distracted from her brooding by his hands beginning to caress her in just the right way.

"Then, let's just say, it'll be in need of patrolling on my nightly rounds. Hope to find my one and only favourite Slytherin there, out of her House after hours, so I can personally," she moaned as his tongue encircled hers, "deal with matters at hand, escort you..."

Remus drew back to look at her face, just enough to take in her longing eyes. Her look of need, want of him, so turned him on. He forgot all else. Crushing her against him in a tighter embrace, he kissed her deeply again.

The light snowfall began to increase. The soft flurries glittered in the golden, awakening sunbeams of dawn.

From his kissing, Nagini moaned in pleasure, swaying slightly, clutching him, entwining her arms up and around his torso, pressing into him. Into his hardness.

Suddenly, there was a loud snap.

Nagini and Remus had just a second to look out into the trees through the glowing snowfall, hazed with soft flakes swirling lightly. In the fleeting, fading shadows of the woods, they caught sight of dark figures. Before they could even pull out their wands, the last thing they heard was multiple yells, "Stupefy!"

Both blacked out in drowning darkness.

The vision had been fulfilled.

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A/N: My greatest appreciation and gratitude to quaffswinegaily, her keen Scottish tweaking and generous support with everything, to star_girl for her generous support and expertise, and to emdramaqueen for her wonderful beta support and encouragement!