Disclaimer: I don't own HP. Just this plot.

Lupin stared at Hermione in shock. He didn't know what to ask first. "Pregnant? Are you sure."

"Positive. There is no doubt now. Before you ask, yes, it's Ron's baby."

"The thought never crossed my mind. How many months?"

"At least two. I was going to tell Ron the night he...you know. I never got a chance. I don't know what I am going to do. I am so confused. Ron and I were looking forward to having a family, but I don't know how I can raise this child on my own. I just miss him so much, Remus." Hermione looked into his eyes.

"Well, you wont be alone. You have many friends. I am sure the whole Weasley family will help you. I just want you to know that I will be here for you, no matter what." Lupin took her hand in his. A jolt shot through his body, startling him. He concluded that he must have imagined it.

"Thank you Remus. I appreciate that. I might just take you up on that offer." They both laughed. Hermione wiped the tears off of her face and thought, for the first time Ron died, she was truly happy.

"Now, Wrawson, I don't want to see you ever do that again. You know very well that Weasley's Wizbangs are banned from this school. Putting one in a girl's toilet was inappropriate. You may show up for your first detention with Mr. Filch tonight at eight." Hermione tried to keep a straight face during this scolding. Personally, Kyle Wrawson reminded her very much of Fred and George Weasley. She found his prank highly amusing but as a teacher she had to keep that from him. As soon as he got out of sight she burst our laughing.

"Now, now. What if some poor innocent first year heard you laughing about a wrongdoing." Hermione turned to see Lupin standing there with a smile on his face. Three months after confessing to him that she was pregnant, her stomach was a small mound showing through her robes. She and Remus became good friends. Each night, they shared stories and jokes until late into the night. Hermione valued his friendship.

"Hark who's talking, Moony. I have heard about your school days at Hogwarts."

"That was all James and Sirius. I plead innocence. So, I have the rest of the day off. What do you say we go up to my office and have an indoor picnic, as it is snowing outside?" Lupin tried to keep his voice casual. Everyday his feelings for her got stronger, but he did all he could to hide it. For one thing, he was much too old for her. Another, she didn't show any sign of sharing his thoughts. Even looking at her made his heart race.

"I would love to. Are you okay? You just had the strangest look on your face." Hermione asked him.

"Erm...yes. I am fine. I took the liberty of visiting the kitchens and getting us some food." Hermione noticed for the first time he was carrying a basket and a blanket.

"Lets proceed then." His office was warm, with a fire already burning in the hearth. Lupin spread out the blanket and took out a plate of sandwiches.

"I got your favorite, corned beef. I also brought a bottle of fine elf cider that I picked up on the last Hogsmeade visit. No spirits for you. Here you are." Lupin handed her a goblet full of golden liquid.

Hermione took a sip and stretched out. "Thank you very much. You thought of everything. This is cozy." They ate happily until a gust of wind blew the window open, letting snow fly across the office. Lupin quickly got up to close it.

"Sorry about that." He said, sitting down. "I have been meaning to talk to Filch about it. I think the clasp is worn down."

"Brrrr." Hermione shivered. Lupin took a blanket he had on a chair and wrapped it around her shoulders. His body noticed how close they were just then. Slowly, he leaned toward her and gently kissed her lips.

Realizing what he was doing, he pulled away and stood up. "I am so sorry, Hermione. I don't know what has gotten into me." He silently kicked himself.

"I...er...I...its fine." Hermione felt warm all the sudden. Her mind was blank of all thoughts. It took a few seconds to comprehend what had happened. Lupin had just kissed her.

"Maybe we should call it a night. Would you like me to walk you to your room?" Lupin asked.

"Er...no. Its fine. Well, goodbye." She stood up and looked at him. He couldn't stop himself from pulling her into another, more hungry kiss.