Disclaimer: Nope. I still don't own them. How depressing…

Chapter Eleven: The Flying Prince

"Everything was great," Lupin started. "Quidditch practice was going well. Bridget got herself a broom like the one she used to have at her old school. It turned at the slightest shift of weight. Then one day, Bridget decided we were going somewhere…"

----Bridget's POV----

"Remus!" Bridget exclaimed running towards Remus.

Remus caught her with a smile, "Hey, what's up?"

"I want to show you something!" Bridget told him with a smile.

"Okay," he told her, following her outside. She let out a loud whistle and turned to him.

"You like flying, right?" she asked, grinning manically.

"Yeah, so?" Remus asked suspiciously. "No," he told her, seeing Prince gallop up to them.

"Oh, come on," she begged. Prince nuzzled the girl worriedly. He gave her a reprimanding look. "I'm sorry I haven't been out here lately," she told the great horse. In one fluid movement, she grabbed his mane and leapt on his back. "Come on," she told Remus. The werewolf looked at the golden maned and tailed horse uneasily. He took a step forward. Prince sniffed him, his ears going back as he caught Remus's scent. Bridget patted the horse comfortingly. "He's really close to me, Prince," she told the horse. Prince seemed to accept this and relaxed.

"How'd I get on?" Remus asked unsurely. "I can't jump on like you." Bridget sighed.

"Down, Prince," she commanded. The horse kneeled, relaxing his wings so Remus could climb on. Moony sat down behind Bridget, wobbling slightly as Prince got up. "You might on to hold on," Bridget warned him.

"Hold onto wha-" Remus started, throwing his arms around Bridget's waist as Prince took off into the air, wings spreading. The flight was a lot smoother than what he had expected. Prince soared through the air, barely flapping his wings. He skimmed the topmost branches of the forest. Bridget let out a laugh. She loved to fly.

After a while, Prince started to circle downwards towards a clearing in the forest. Prince landed with another jerk, throwing Remus into Bridget. They quickly got off. Looking around the place, Bridget felt a swell of happiness. She could see Prince's unicorn kin watching them warily. She took a deep breath of the pure air. She and Remus stood on top of a small hill. A stream ran behind them, but split to roll of the sides of the hill. They stood inside the fork, watching the running water as it joined in a lake at the base of the hill.

----Remus's POV----

Remus looked around in awe. This place was beautiful. He reached down and let his hand run through the cold, clear water.

"I've been meaning to ask you something," Remus suddenly said.

"Oh?" Bridget looked away from Prince, who was wandering off into the forest, to Remus. Her sapphire eyes watched him intently.

"I wanted to ask you if I've been too affectionate," Remus said looking at his feet. "Normally, I wouldn't even kiss my girl friend until we'd gone out for a few months and…" He trailed off as Bridget smiled at him.

"No," she told him, "I don't mind you being affectionate, and you haven't been to affectionate." She paused, "I need it. I need you."

"Me?"

"Yes."

"Why?" he asked finally.

"I used to be engaged," she told him hesitantly.

"Did you break up?" Remus asked curiously.

"No," she looked down, "I suppose I better tell you the whole thing, huh?"

----Back to Lupin, Harry, Hermione, Tonks, Fred, George, and now Ginny----

"So…" Ginny asked, sitting beside Harry, "What happened?" The twins jumped and yelped at their sister's sudden appearance. Harry didn't even look at her.

"I know how they feel," they heard him mumbling under his breath.

"I don't know if I should tell you," Lupin said, a wicked grin on his face.

"TELL US!" everyone shrieked.

Author's Note: I know, it's a really short chapter, but it's setting us up for the next one. Get ready. I think I'm going to post three chapters today…