While in class, Remus tempered his emotions to the best of his abilities, but it was obvious that Hermione could also feel the pull of magic that strung them together, but if Remus had his way, Hermione would never discover their bond. He would be perfectly content to watch her live her life from the sidelines while she assumed this was a temporary childhood crush on her professor. Muggleborn or not, she was destined to become a powerful witch, and his status on the werewolf registry would forbid him from giving her the life she deserved. He was acutely aware that his career at Hogwarts was fleeting. Not only because he wholeheartedly believed there was a curse on the position, but one whiff of his condition to the wrong parent, and his employment would be terminated. It was already a miracle that Albus pulled the right strings to hire him in the first place, nevertheless, to get the current staff on board. Severus Snape had been commissioned to brew the Wolfsbane potion and did so begrudgingly, however, he had a friend and ally in Poppy Pomfrey who healed his self-inflicted wounds after each full moon. Even with the help of Wolfsbane, Moony had been more restless than ever, not content to ignore his bond with Hermione, throwing his body against the walls of the Shrieking Shack.