I had taken to laying down on the bed while he was coming through the door. I stared at the ceiling, desperately looking for cracks. Anything to avoid my eyes resting on him, like they wanted too. I had to try and follow what Sirius's instructed. As much as I hated to admit it, he was correct in stating my punishment would have gone too far. So I would ignore him as best I could. I heard the floorboards creak and the bed shift, making me aware that he was probably sitting next to me.

"Was there a reason you were eavesdropping?" The man asked. I couldn't really feel much animosity towards him, not really. But I was infuriated with the situation.

"Is there a reason you want to talk to me right now?" I asked bitterly, idly playing with my squishy stomach. I did this as a nervous habit, sometimes feeling around for my hip-bones. While I wasn't obese, I had a considerable amount of meat on me. Most times I didn't mind but being around Remus made me more conscious of it.

"To find out why you were eavesdropping." he said matter-of-factly. Gods, this man could drive a girl crazy. He was calm -most of the time-, beautiful, and mysterious.

"The reasons don't matter. I simply did it on impulse." I retorted, hoping he'd just give up on it. Couldn't he tell I didn't want him here? The bed shifted and his voice became closer then before.

"You shouldn't have done that. It wasn't very smart, on your part." He whispered in my ear, hot breath tickling my ear.

"You're a hypocrite. And I'd like to aware you that I'll do what I want." I hissed back. Who the hell did he think he was?

You're fiancé, silly girl.

Always stating the obvious.

It's not my fault you can't see the obvious.

Go. Die.

I will no longer remark, then.

"Oh? How so?" He growled back. Ignoring the fact that this turned me on. Merlin, this was going to be trouble.

"You eavesdropping on my emotions is the same as me listening in on your conversations." I sighed. I wasn't in the mood to argue for once. I just wanted peace and quiet.

"That's not fair," the frown in his voice was evident, "you know I can't control that."

"But you still base your view of me on my emotions, something I can't control." I added.

"I based my view of you on how willing you were." He snarled back.

"Considering your werewolf powers are far more superior to mine and the fact that I'd end up doing it with you anyways, I figured it best to go with it. I'm sorry that sex doesn't bother me the way it bother's other girls." I whispered back angrily.

"What the hell don't you mean it doesn't bother you? You shouldn't be willing to do that with everyone." he growled. Sweet Morgana, save us all. I really did like this house.

"How many woman have you slept with in the past year? 50? Or maybe you lost count! From what I've been told, sex doesn't mean anything to you either. How dare you belittle me because I view it the same way you do." I accused as calmly as I could.

"That's not the point!" He exasperated straddling my hips, holding my wrists securely as I tried to push him off. Not that I could have done that anyways. Gods, does he like to torture me. Something told me marriage might bring tons of make up sex.

"What is the point then? Do you want me to fight with you all the time? I'd gladly do that but Sirius asked me not too. Do you think I want to marry? Why do you think I'm so happy with this? I'm not! You go around you like you know me so well. I never intended to marry anyone before Jack. When things went to far and we had to move, I decided to never ever get attached to someone ever again. Then I come here and have to marry you! And you get mad at me for trying to make this situation as comfortable as possible for us. I can't do this! At least Jack loved me. He didn't make me feel like a whore." I yelled.

"If you want to go back to Jack, you really are a whore." he whispered onto my neck menacingly.

THUMP!