Remus Lupin was lying in bed in the afternoon after the full moon cycle. He never could bring himself to do much the day after he was energy drained away. He could hear someone approaching with the tinkling of dishes on a try. He then smelled the distinctive smell of orange and vanilla that was the trademark of his secret lover Ginny. Since Snape left them she had stubbornly stood by him helping him through the monthly ordeal of transforming leading to a clandestine affair. Remus smiled as she lay next to him. The afternoon was beginning to look up.