The next few days at Number 12, Grimmauld Place were filled with smiles, stolen kisses and plenty of flirting and longing glances. Their nights were spent with the three of them curled in front of the fire, quietly reading, Hermione and Remus on the couch and Sirius in an arm chair, or Remus and Sirius in chairs with Hermione curled up on the cushioned rug right in front of the fire.
The next Friday night that rolled around, Sirius went out to the pub with Harry which left Hermione and Remus reading by themselves in the library.
They snuggled together on the couch with glasses of wine, and their favorite books, and for over an hour they read, content just to be snuggled with each other in front of the fire.
Hermione suddenly sat up and closed her book causing Remus to close his book as well, and turn to look at her. "What's wrong love?" He asked.
"I was just wondering, Remus, where this puts us? We've been in love with each other for 10 years, but you've been in love with Sirius since before I was born and I couldn't, and wouldn't, ever dream of asking you to give that up. Love is just too precious to give up like that."
"Merlin knows I'd give up heaven and earth for you Hermione." Remus answered, "but it is nice to know that you don't mind Pads and I being…well, being whatever we are to each other. I know we have a complicated relationship, and my being in love with Sirius too, doesn't help matters any. You're the most understand witch I've ever had the pleasure of meeting, Love."
"I don't think our relationship is all that complicated Remus. I love you and you love me. Who cares if you happen to have a boyfriend that you've loved for 25 years, and he happens to love you back?" Hermione said with a laugh.
Remus threw his head back and laughed. "You're the only one who would see the comical side of this," and with that, Remus pushed Hermione back on the couch and started planting playful kisses across her nose and cheeks as she giggled. When he reached her lips his playful kisses became more urgent.
He moved his kisses along her jaw and down her neck, stopping only to nibble and suck on her luscious ear lobes, causing a moan from deep inside her. He continued down her neck, nibbling at the soft flesh at her collarbone, where neck and shoulder meet. Her babbling and gasps were all Remus needed to hear, to know that she approved.
He paused for a moment to look into her eyes, and he saw so much love, and longing. He reached for the hem of her shirt and she helped him pull it up and over her head, and then dropped it in the floor. Underneath she wore a simple white cotton bra that couldn't have been sexier on her beautiful body if it had been black lace.
Remus quickly resumed his assault on her ears and neck, loving the quiet moans and babbling words that he coaxed from her lips with each nip and nibble. Slowly he moved down her neck and shoulder to her chest.
Hermione tugged at Remus' shirt, and he pulled back for a moment to allow her to remove his shirt. She ran her fingers over his hard, smooth chest and slightly defined abs.
He reached up and slipped the strap of her bra off her shoulder, moved the fabric to the side and planted soft kisses all around and over her milky white breasts before taking the small pink nipple into his mouth and suckling on it. Her back arched she moaned deeply when he softly bit the tender flesh around her nipple. He reached for her other shoulder, and began the same sensual assault on that side.
Unknown to the two of them, Sirius had decided to come back from the pub early, and Harry was with him. They walked into the library looking for Remus and Hermione and got more than they had bargained for. "Merlin's beard Moony!" Sirius exclaimed. "You could have let a bloke know to knock or something! Muggles put a sock on the door knob I believe," he said, laughing.
Remus and Hermione both jumped up, Hermione doing her best to cover herself, and Remus stepped in front of her, shielding her from view while she got her bra back into place and her shirt back over her head.
After getting her clothes back in place, Hermione peeked around Remus, to see Harry's reaction. He stood in the middle of the doorway, like a statue, with his mouth half open. He looked like he'd walked in on his parents having sex.
