*~Erin, Chapter 4~*



While munching a cheese danish, I sensed something behind me. I thought to myself "Just as long as it isn't Remus" just in time to turn around and see that it was. What luck. His eyes sparkled.
"How is your day going to be?" He asked me, the little devil. How should I know? Well, I could just be as mean as possible, so I was.
"It might be okay if you LEAVE ME ALONE!" I growled fiercely, hoping he got the point. What's his problem, can't he see I hate his guts?
"PMS? Sorry, Erin." Is all he said as he walked away. I rolled my eyes at him, but he wasn't looking, so I don't know why I bothered.
Classes were, as usual, horrible. I spent my day in class daydreaming about The Boy At The Window and ended up losing 15 house points. I absently combed my fingers through my long black hair, wondering who The Boy was.
Since I had eaten breakfast, I skipped lunch. I guess because I'm still...depressed, even though I can look forward to seeing The Boy At The Window. I didn't need to be fat so instead of eating too much, I decided to eat much less. He doesn't need to know I skipped lunch, I doubt he noticed, and I'm sure not going to tell him!
I got to my dorm during lunch only to find a note from none other than Remus. It might have been a nice note if it wasn't from him, but it was, and so it just made me roll my eyes and not even bother to pick it up. All it said was this:
 Dear Erin,
I am sorry you are having a bad day. Hope you feel better tomorrow.
Remus
And, of course, The Window Boy was not in the window. Oh well, he was probably at lunch, so it shouldn't be a very big disappointment.
I glanced over at the note Remus had left. You know, his handwriting is not half bad, and with all his sweetness, I was almost beginning to think that maybe he wasn't half bad...almost. But not completely. I wasn't giving in to Remus this easily.
I was angry at myself for thinking good thoughts (or almost good, anyway) about Remus, but I didn't know how to punish myself. I guess I already had, I mean, I skipped lunch, right? Then again, I could skip dinner as well. But before I could plan on my punishment, I realized I had daydreamed too much, and it was time for Herbology. Herbology. Herbology with Slytherin. With Malfoy. Ugh. I was thinking about barfing and therefore having an excuse to leave class, but I thought it would probably get around to Remus and then I would be showered with get well cards from someone I loathe. Too high a price just to skip a class with Malfoy. I decided to stick it out.
After Herbology, I sat at my window, hoping he would come. I had to glance down every few minutes, because I guessed that when he came, he came silently, and didn't talk unless I looked at him. He wasn't there, and he never came that night. When Karen finally told me I HAD to go to bed, I realized that if he came, it would be too dark to see him anyway, and so I went to bed.

The next morning I skipped breakfast. I was depressed and so I decided not to eat until I felt better. I was angry with The Boy At The Window for not seeing me yesterday at all, and I just didn't know how I was going to live through another day. Boys...ugh, they're killing me. Driving me absolutely insane.
At lunch, I was feeling weak, and Karen was noticing that I wasn't eating at all, and so she dragged me into lunch (despite my protests) and stuffed some food down my throat. I finally relented and ate an apple. Remus came over, but I ran out of the room to avoid him. I was so sick of Remus I was going to cry if I saw him. But then again, I was going to cry no matter what, just because I couldn't help it, so I did, once I got to our common room.
After I was done crying, I kneeled behind the open window, feeling the cool air on my face. It felt so soothing. So amazing. So refreshing. I loved it. I looked down at the grass, and, to my surprise, The Boy was there, and not stretched out on the grass. He was sitting down like a normal person.
"Hello." I said.
"Hello." Suddenly thoughts raced through my mind. Thoughts of Remus. He sounded like Remus. He was Remus! I burst into tears at the thought of that boy being Remus, for no apparent reason. I wiped my eyes, sat up straight, and said probably some of the dumbest words of my life.
"You're Remus?"
"You didn't know?" As he said this, I suddenly realized how stupid I sounded. He knew who I was the entire time, thought I knew who he was, and yet I'd just figured out I was constantly looking forward to Remus in the window, but not at meals. No wonder he was dragging me around like he thought I liked him...
The next day, I admitted to being in love with Remus. I only told Karen and Remus, but I think the whole school knew in less than two days. Even teachers would always ask me about whether we were together or hated each other, because of the sudden change. They thought at first that it was a rumor, as did everyone, but I confirmed it was true, and my life became the school soap opera. Not that I minded, as long as I had Remus, I was happy.

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After a year loving, kissing, and dating Remus, and a summer of love letters, it was time to go back to Hogwarts. I was so happy to be going back, to be seeing Remus again, to be able to say "I love you" again. Looking back, we dated nearly every Friday, with the exception of a few. Those Friday's were horrible, because he said he needed to buy me something, and I always wondered why he didn't ever take me, though he brushed it off with a simple "It's a surprise!". I got loads of gifts from him, magical flowers, hair accessories, glitter, magic mirrors, and lots more. I was always pleased with the gifts he bought, but I wished we could have spent the night together, rather than receive a gift.
We rode in the same car all the way to Hogwarts, ate candy together, and talked the entire time. I don't even know who was with us, because I wasn't really paying attention to anything or anyone but Remus.

Heather~*~Rebecca