Post- HBP

MINE

They are supposed to be working, clearing out important documents, Fidelius charm's strength is dicey at the moment; it's dangerous and it's serious, but they both fail to grasp the gravity of the situation as they are exploring the bliss of newly found relationship.

Mad-eye is checking ground floor and basement, first floor is responsibility of Kingsley and second floor has been allotted to them though different rooms. Mad-eye made a mistake of assigning them together; he shouldn't have done that if he had wanted to get the work done.

She had been checking the shelves of an unused room, when she feels strong arms wrapping around her middle from behind. She smiles inwardly and speaks in a tone which is supposed to be reprimanding.

"I thought I told you to pay attention to work Remus."

"That's what I am doing. Paying attention." he mumbles into her skin. She shivers pleasantly and turns in his arms to face him. He's got a wicked and mysterious gleam in his eye that makes her smile even more widely and she can't begrudge this little lapse in security, not if this brings smile to his face, not if this makes him as much as happy as it makes her. God knows, that they deserve it after the hellish year they have had without each other.

"Do you think Mad-eye can watch us through that eye of his?" she inquires with an arch of an eyebrow, to which he grimaces in distaste that soon turns into a smirk and says that if Mad-eye is indeed watching, shouldn't we make worth it for him?

"Besides, I came here to tell you something important." he wounds his arms tighter around her waist and backs her against the wall, effectively locking her in place. She loves how he can make eye contacts with her now, without any hesitation, without worrying about his eyes belying his emotions or without worrying about seeing pain in her eyes. She also loves his confidence, the boldness with which he sometimes act around her, though he still is sometimes hesitant around her, hesitant-but never awkward, as their relationship is relatively new.

"And what's that?" she whispers back to him.

He leans forward, caresses her jaw line a little with his lips "I wanted to tell-" rasp of stubbled cheek against her smooth one "-that-" his lips on her earlobe and hot breath on her neck "-you are-" stroke of his thumb on her neck "-wearing-" his lips a hair's breadth away from hers "-two different socks."

Mesmerized from his antics but suddenly surprised from his words, she looks down at her feet and indeed she's wearing blue sock in one and pink in another, though it's barely visible between her jeans and shoes. Trust Remus to observe littlest of things...

"Its fashion you know." she looks back at him and says with confidence; the look on his face reminds her that he indeed is a marauder.

Shy, quiet yet clever, devious and simply wicked Remus...

"Of course it is... Even if just for you." her hands that were buried in his hairs tug a little to scold him for his cheekiness. He opens his mouth to reply when a gruff shout from below remind them to hurry up. He reluctantly lets her go and she's suddenly hit with cold air of the room. But just as he's about to turn away she catches hold of his wrist to make him look at her again.

"Tell me you love me?" she says with a little smile but even she can hear a little desperation creeping into her tone. She still fears her own happiness that has arrived after long lasting ordeal and there are times when she could do with reassurances.

His smile vanishes though the happy glow on his face doesn't. He cups her face with both of his hands and suddenly looks dead serious. The only light is narrow beam of sunlight streaming from window, which is only enough to highlight their faces and throw in sharp relief the flowing emotions.

"You know I do... Dora." her heart skips a beat happily; it's the first time he has called her that.

"Tell me anyway." she replies enjoying every second of his undivided attention.

"I love you... My Dora." he says a bit timidly and she knows that feeling because it's new for her too to speak those three little words. She swallows at the look of pure adoration on his face.

"Yours?" she replies with a clogged throat.

"Mine." he replies with possessiveness and kisses her with utmost sweetness that dissolves the lump in her throat. His silky soft lips glides across her removing any trace of doubt that she had ever had.

Later when she skips down the stairs and Remus follows behind, she hears Mad-eye muttering words like "backsliding" "negligence" "disregard" which tells her that he undoubtedly had seen their little exchange upstairs but when he sees their entwined hands she can swear that his lips twitches a little towards a smile.

When she steps out of the grimy house for last time, she's not alone and her hand is warmer along with her heart.

Here it ends! If I ever get idea about fic lesser than 1000 words, I will post it here. I heartily thank to each and every one for giving their feedback; you don't know how much it means to me that this has almost crossed the 150 reviews mark... though I wish favorites of the fic would cross at least 40 *hint* *hint*

I also recently wrote a RLNT one shot called 'start with baby steps', so if you wish to, do check it out. Also, stay in touch because once my exams are over by the end of this month I am going to pester with loads of RLNT fics!

For time being good bye and thank you once again :) :)