Hi Everyone! I'm so sorry this took me so long but I'm really busy at the moment, a new term started and everything's most confusing and so on….blah blah… I hope to update another chapter soon. And I have an idea for another story but it does not fit into this collection.
And sorry this chapter is so shot…
Please excuse my bad English, I'm suffering from a lack of usage lately….
Remus looks up from his book and his eyes meet mine. I like when he just sits there and reads. In moments like this he seems so peaceful, so happy so sure of himself. It is like he never knew the wolf even if full moon is close. And it gives me the opportunity to look at him the whole evening. He seldom seems to notice and he doesn't complain. It is like the winter days in Hogwarts, when he sat in front of the fire and I used to curl up in front of his seat, my head in his lap and his fingers gently stroking my hair. It was like a ritual and we did it since we learned to know each other.
This time Moony sits on the sofa, curled up in one corner, a book in his hand and his head resting on the other. I sit in the kitchen, waiting for the water to boil. I could use magic and make a tea for us much faster but we both prefer it when it's prepared in the normal way. From my position at our kitchen table I can watch my lover and now that he looked up and smiled this radiant smile at me my heart is about to burst. Does he even KNOW what he does to me when he smiles like that? I would really like to know… But now I'm happy just smiling back at him.
A few minutes later I grab our cups and go over to where Remus sits. He takes the cup and mentions for me to sit down on the sofa as well. Of course I do. I would never miss the opportunity to be near him. Like an addicted taking a drug I never get enough of him.
He sips his tea and puts his cup on the table next to him, then he grabs mine and puts it next to his. While sitting next to him I can feel the warmth coming from his body and I can't resist and cuddle up in his arms. He's so warm, so soft. I lay my head on his chest and snuggle up into the soft wool of his sweater. When I lie there I can listen to his heart. It beats soft and calm, it soothes me. Slowly Remus' arm wanders around me and he presses me closer to his body.
Only now do I realise we haven't talked the whole evening and I'm fine with it. I enjoy the silence that spreads between us. When I close my eyes he again starts to read his book. I guess I slipped off into a slight slumber because when I open my eyes again the book lies forgotten next to our cups and his hands are busy stroking my hair. His fingers play with the strands and when I look up at him I find him smiling.
"You know I love you, right?" He asks and I feel like I'm melting. Why does he ask this? Does Remus think I do not love him any more? I don't know…
"And I love you, Honey…" I whisper and sit up to kiss his soft, warm lips. Everything about him is warm and soft. He presses me closer to himself and kisses my forehead gently. I don't know how late it is but I wish this evening will never end.
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