A/N: Now I don't own it but can I get some reviews please?
August 1999
Sirius sat down to his seventh silent meal in two days. Three breakfasts, and two lunches and dinners. He looked over at Hermione who had glued herself to his hip just to avoid Remus. He studied the werewolf next, sitting as far away from the pair as possible.
He slammed his cup of tea down. "What the fuck you two? Normally you never shut up. The past two days I haven't heard a peep from either one of you while the other is in the room." Sirius looked at Hermione. "Did you two shag?"
Remus just growled from his end of the table. Hermione shook her head.
"Then what the hell?" Sirius asked.
Hermione stood. "I'm going to Diagon Alley. I'll be at dinner." She left the kitchen like her bum was on fire.
"Okay Moony what the hell?" Sirius faced Remus again.
"She tore into me the evening after the full moon. I mistook her for-"
"Her. The her that hasn't happened yet. The her that took care of you our final year, because its engrained into her to take care of you. She did it then she does it now. What's the problem?" Sirius summed up his best friends situation in one fell swoop.
"She jumped my arse. Snapping because she wants everything we had. She truly brought out the best in me. Then she pretty much shouted that all she wants is someone that loves her back." Remus groaned as he started to bang his head on the heavy wood table. "Was she this complicated when we were in school?"
"Yes with a fondness for wearing your t shirts. Stubborn woman." Sirius stated.
"I wonder if I'll ever get that t shirt back?" Remus pondered.
"Remember she had her bag when she left. Maybe," Sirius said. "So she wrote you last night?"
"Yes it's began and frankly I'm ready for it to be over with." Remus groaned again.
"You're acting like a teenager," Sirius pointed out.
"She makes me feel like a teenager again. Oddly enough," Remus replied.
"Still think she was-"
"Yes, I'm going to work," Remus shot up from his seat.
"You think you don't deserve her again," Sirius snapped.
"I don't I hardly deserved her then. I'm twenty years older than she is. I'm a broken older man who does not deserve someone half my age and whole, " Remus growled.
"You think she's whole?" Sirius slammed his hand down. "She cries herself to sleep every fucking night. She's starting to realise a piece of her is fucking missing, it's slowly killing her. Its slowly killing two out of the three people I love most. And its right in front of her every day, and she can't touch it. Hold hit. Love it. And you think she's whole. For the smart guy you're a fucking idiot."
Remus just froze. "What?"
"You heard me. You're a fucking idiot. Trying to be all noble and what not." Sirius tossed his plate in the sink. The plate shattering upon impact.
"She's half my age!"
"And she's your mate. Don't think I haven't noticed. You crave to be around her, you and Moony. You started this twisted friendship with her knowing better. She's my damn daughter." Sirius paused at his wording. "That sounded wrong."
"Exactly. You're her guardian, her second father. I'm your age. Explain to me how this is okay," Remus hissed.
"Because I know how much you love her. Technically I'm older than you. I saw you and her together. If there was any woman on the planet that was made for you it's Mione. That's something everyone will have to accept. Ronald, Harry, Ginny, all of them," Sirius said.
"And if they can't? She'll leave me," Remus whispered.
Sirius sighed. "She is your mate. She comes back pregnant with your child," he replied, studying the werewolf.
"A child I fathered at eighteen. That eighteen year old boy isn't the same as the almost fourty year old man." Remus frowned, thinking of the child he would soon hopefully get to know. "What if-"
"That's a dangerous road Moony," Sirius warned.
Remus nodded once before leaving the kitchen and the argument unfinished. Sirius groaned. "How in the hell do two of the most stubborn people on planet earth end up mates?" he whispered going to the library.
Hermione took a seat outside of a little cafe she was meeting Ginny at. She ordered a grande smoothie. She looked around keeping an eye out for Ginny. She turned to look behind her spotting the red head running towards her.
"Sorry I'm late," Ginny gasped, skidding to a hhalt at Hermione's table. "I was helping George."
"Fred showing any signs of improvement?" Hermione asked.
"Still the same, but the healers consider that good news since one step below coma is death." Ginny took a seat. "How's my favorite acquitted mass murderer and werewolf?"
"Remus and I are fighting. Actually we fought. It hasn't been a series of fights. Just one huge blow up. And I feel horrid and I miss my best friend. This is so much worse than when the boys and I would fight because he gets me!" The past few days of stress poured out of Hermione like a cauldron bubbling over.
"Wait what? You and Remus fought? Huh?" Ginny turned to the waitress, and placed an order. "Did they spike your coffee this morning?"
"He mistook me for some witch he was/is in love with. I pushed the issue. We've been disagreeing over the lovers box and I kinda snapped. Saying what I wanted. Ending it elegantly with an 'I just want the person whom I love to love me back' or something of that variety." Hermione took a big drink of the water in front of her.
Ginny laughed. "You told him you love him?"
"No. I didn't. But Merlin Ginny I do. I love him, and I hate myself for it. I know I'll only hurt him, and our friendship. I can't loose him." Hermione groaned.
Ginny squeezed Hermione's arm. "We'll be back at school soon. How's it going with your box?"
Hermione sighed. "I got a note back. Simply signed 'R'. The handwriting looks familiar."
"You think you know him?"
"I know his handwriting. That could be any reason. A person we went to school with. I just can't place it." Hermione shrugged, pulling the note out of her beaded bag. She slid it over to Ginny.
Ginny studied the note. Noting that it was Remus's handwriting. She shook her head. Hermione is going to blow a gasket. "Have you looked at the date?"
Hermione yanked it from Ginny nearly tearing the parchment. "August 1977?!"
"Twenty one years ago," Ginny said.
"So he's older and from around the time Sirius and Remus graduated. They might know him. Have you replied?" Ginny asked.
"I plan on it. Once I settle down. I need to keep a clear head and this isn't helping. I miss him. He's right in front of me and I can't focus because I can't talk to him," Hermione sighed.
Ginny squeezed her best friend's arms. "Write back. Go home and write back."
Hermione nodded. "Okay."
August 1977
Remus laughed at the latest note from H. She had described her housemates an acquitted mass murder, and a cuddly intellectual werewolf. He paused reminding himself to ask if lycanthropy was a deal breaker for her. He doubted it, because of her colorful housemates.
Sirius dove onto his bed. "Letter from the lady love?"
"Just make yourself comfortable Sirius," Remus yawned.
Sirius threw his hands behind his head, stretching out as much as possible on the queen bed. "So what's she like?"
"She lives with a werewolf that she apparently adores, and an acquitted murderer that's her guardian, well was before she became of age. They were best mates in school, before her guardian went to Azkaban. The werewolf was her teacher, and now her best friend. She's muggle born. Both of her parents were killed by Death Eaters before her sixth year." Remus looked at Sirius.
"Sounds like older versions of us. Cuddly intellectual werewolf, and acquitted murderer that acts like a child. I act like a child, so does James." Sirius read over Remus's shoulder. "August 1999."
"Dorea said it's common for the box to match people from other time periods if their connected in hers. Obviously we're connected but how?" Remus sat the letter down, on the bedside table.
"Pretty obvious. You're the werewolf. I think James is the acquitted murderer. He snapped and killed Snape," Sirius said, "But where is an older me mentioned?"
"I doubt Lily would let James kill Snape," Remus pointed out, "Anyways he's probably so tucked into his lovely Lily that its not funny."
"What about me? Maybe Marlene agreed to marry me," Sirius said.
Remus shrugged away from Sirius. "Marry? You? You're off your potions my good man."
"Probably. I'm going to marry that witch Remus. James will get Lily. Finally you my friend will get your mysterious H." Sirius clapped Remus on the shoulder. "Tell her about your furry disposition. Be honest with her or she'll never trust you."
Remus nodded once. "Thanks for the talk Sirius."
"I actually feel smarter than yyou. Its quite odd actually. I think I need a drink," Sirius laughed.
"I'll have your arse my boy," Dorea said coming into the room.
"Yes mum," Sirius said ducking out.
"Chicken!" Remus yelled.
"Bock bock!"
Dorea laughed. "Merlin help the women you three end up with. Speaking of which how's your pen pal?"
"She leads a very interesting life," Remus said.
"Good. She'll bring you out of your shell." Dorea leaned over and kissed the young mans scarred cheek. "Good night son."
"Night Mrs. P." He smiled at her, as she walked out of his room closing the door behind her.
June 1999
Remus's twenty year long suspicion was confirmed tthe next morning when Hermione ran into the bathroom upon waking. She came back into his room teeth freshly brushed, looking more worn out than usual, ten minutes later. Remus patted the space beside him, she happily slid in.
"How far along are we?" he asked, kissing her cheek.
"Well the rough estimate is twenty one years and six weeks," Hermione yawned, nuzzling closer to him.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Remus I couldn't leave you, knowing I was leaving with our unborn child about killed me. Better to let you assume then wonder if you wanted me back or if I was raising our baby on my own." Hermione's eyes teared up. "I never want to leave you again."
Remus put his hand over her abdomen. "We're going to be parents."
"In theory. That's usually what pregnancy leads to is parenthood." Hermione kissed him.
"I thought we were safe," he said.
"Potion hadn't brewed long enough. Madam Pomfrey messed up a batch. She told me yesterday, she was the first person I saw when I got back." Hermione closed her eyes.
"Oops," Remus laughed, "I'm happy I get you. All of you. We're going to be a real family Hermione." He kissed her passionately.
"Remus I don't want you making promises that we're not ready for," she whispered.
"I'm ready for forever Hermione. Marry me." He kissed her gently. "I've waited a long time to say that to you. Marry me, love."
Hermione stared at him in shock. "Remus are you sure?"
"One hundred percent. Marry me," he whispered.
"Yes, after the baby comes. So we can get to know each other again," she said.
Remus kissed her. "I have a letter for you." He reached into his night table and pulled out an envelope. "This is yours."
She took it. "I love you."
"I love you both more than anything Mione," he stated, pulling her to him, after she put the letter on her table. He kissed her hair. "Now get some sleep. Someone once told me time travel made them cranky."
"Extremely cranky." She yawned.
A/N: Okay when I finished this last night I hated the 1999 portion. I'm still unsure about it. Honestly. But with some dark roast coffee I'm saying eff it, and posting it anyways. Enjoy and review. &&heart