The one where Remus nags Ginny
Ginny sighed. He was in one of those moods. Remus was sitting on the couch, reading the newspaper and she was sitting at the table, researching for her book that she was trying to write about her life. 'Marry me. Marry me. Marry me. Marry me.' Remus chanted. His eyes never left the newspaper he was reading. How romantic, Ginny thought.
'Dammit Remus! Would you quit it for five minutes?' She asked, throwing her quill down on the table.
He grinned at her, lowering the paper. 'Am I disturbing you, my dear?'
'Yes! You're like my mother! Always nagging me!'
'Your mother wants to marry you?' Remus asked, looking surprised. 'And you thought I was weird.'
She rolled her eyes, walked over and batted him over the head playfully.
A series of rapid knocks on the door stopped them from continuing the conversation. Ginny, who was still standing so that she could tap her love's skull, moved over to the door and was almost knocked on herself. Hermione, looking amazingly distraught, stood their, her eyes puffy from crying. Without a word, Ginny let her in and went to get the ice cream.
When she returned, Remus was handing tissues to Hermione and patting her back as she wept. Ginny put the chocolate ice cream on the coffee table and sat down on the arm of the sofa. After a few moments, Hermione stopped sniffling and thanked Remus for comforting her.
''Mione, what's wrong?' Ginny asked, scooping out a spoonful of ice cream for herself. She had a fair idea what was making Hermione so upset.
'Harry and I,' she said, her eyes filling with tears again. 'We broke up!'
She flung herself at the closest person, who happened to be Remus. Ginny raised an eyebrow and he scowled at her. She suppressed a giggle at his face. 'Aww, Hermione. I'm sorry, you guys seemed so good together.' Ginny refrained from telling Hermione that she knew who her soul mate was. And that Harry and her would never be good together as lovers.
'Oh, sorry Professor Lupin.' Hermione said, moving off the teacher.
'Not a problem Hermione.' He said with a dazed expression. Ginny stuck her tongue out at him. He gave her a look that clearly said that he would prefer the redhead in his arms than Miss Granger.
The woman in question sighed, her spoon stuck halfway through the ice cream. 'I wish I had what you have. Being able to communicate with just looks and body language. Harry could never understand me.'
Ginny's face split with a smile. 'I think I may be able to help you.'
Hermione walked into the room. The boys, Sirius, Remus, Ron and Harry all whistled in a complimentary manner, because she did look nice. She wore a black dress that wasn't a mini skirt, but wasn't exactly long either; it reached half way passed her thighs. Hermione's hair (straightened using several charms) felt lovely and luxurious against her back. Ginny had done her make up and had gone for a wholesomely smoldering look.
'Wow, 'Mione.' Ron breathed. 'Are you sure you won't reconsider going out with me?' They both grinned, knowing he was quite happy with his current girlfriend.
'Perhaps I should stop making passes at Ginny and start on Hermione?' Sirius mused, laughing as Remus poked him in the ribs. 'Yeah, you're right Moony. I've been doing it for too long to stop now.'
Speaking of the devil, Ginny walked in at that moment, smiling radiantly. 'All right lads, we're going to a nightclub.' She moved over to Remus and kissed him. 'Be good.'
'Don't pick up any men!' He said, tucking an annoying strand of hair behind her ear.
'I won't. I promise.' Ginny kissed him again, lingering, reluctant to go out now.
'Ginny!' Hermione exclaimed.
She laughed and stood up, smoothing her dress. 'Sorry 'Mione. Bye boys.'
Arm in arm, they walked out of the house and down the lane so that they could Apparate to a Muggle and Wizard nightclub that had just opened in London. The alley they had landed in was filthy and Hermione had to stop herself from screaming as she saw a rat. Ginny dragged her friend to the entrance, flashing her invitation and walking in.
'There sure is an awful lot of pink in here, isn't there?' Hermione observed, taking in the many different shades of the color.
'The person who runs this is a daughter of a friend I knew at Hogwarts.' Ginny told her. 'She was totally into pink. It wouldn't shock me that--,' her sentence broke of as she suddenly squealed and ran over to a middle-aged woman with cropped blonde and pink hair.
'My gods Lily! You haven't aged a day!' The woman said, laughter lines appearing as she smiled. 'I am so glad you're safe. I thought you were dead for so many years...' She shook her head and looked over at Hermione. 'Hello, how are you? I'm Janet Downer.'
'Hermione Granger, nice to meet you.' Hermione smiled and inclined her head.
'Downer? You never got married?' Ginny asked, surprised. Janet had aged well and she was prepared to bet that she had been a heartbreaker in her twenties.
'I did. I just kept my maiden name. It's very "in" now.'
'Ah Janet, you were always with the fads.' Ginny grinned.
'I was indeed. Now, shall I order you some drinks? On the house, of course. My daughter, Samantha, she owns the place but I do everything else.' Janet talked quickly, running off facts a mile a minute. Ginny and Hermione, both being women, could easily understand her. 'This club is just like the time Sam wanted a puppy. "I'll look after it, Mum," she told me. "I'll walk it every day." Guess who fed it, walked it, cleaned it? Of course, I did.'
The women walked over to the bar as they talked. Ginny asked for a margarita and Hermione wanted a Pina Colada. Much to her amusement, Ginny didn't get a fruity booze smoothie, but a rather cool looking margarita with coarse salt rimming the glass. Janet grinned. 'We make them like they should be. None of this commercial rubbish. Come on, I'll find us some nice seats for perving on guys.'
The loud music made conversation impossible, but the girls managed to talk anyway. Janet was shocked to learn about how Ginny had survived Voldemort, but accepted it and said no more on the topic. She sighed wistfully as Sirius was mentioned, and Ginny had a sneaking suspicion that Janet still had feelings for him. Before they could talk more on the subject of romance, Hermione tapped Ginny on the shoulder.
'Him.' Hermione said over the music.
A gorgeous man with dark, "come to bed" eyes, was drinking a Black Russia at the bar. Ginny knew that the man was another version of Robert. He looked just like him, down to the style of clothes he wore. She nodded and pushed Hermione towards him.
'What was that all about?' Janet asked.
'Hermione. She's after a soul mate.'
'Aren't we all?' She laughed and took Ginny's hand as she had on her third day at Hogwarts. Janet led her out on to the dance floor so that they could dance just like people who were half her age.
Remus smoothed away some of Ginny's bright red hair from her face, smiling down at her. She wasn't asleep, nor pretending to be, merely closing her eyes so she could hear him breath without being distracted. It never ceased to amaze him how such a beautiful, intelligent, almost perfect (Ginny would hit him if he thought she was perfect, she wasn't, after all) person could want to share their life with him.
'What are you smiling at?' Ginny asked, her eyes never having opened.
'You, my dear.' He planted a kiss on her cheek. 'Did you have a nice time tonight?'
'I did, thank you very much. It was very nice to see Hermione and Andrew meeting one another again.' They both admitted as to having a feeling of knowing each other forever. On the way home, Hermione said, "Andrew is either gay, or someone I want to spend the rest of my life with." She sighed, opening her eyes and shifting so that she rested on her elbows. 'It sort of made me miss James.'
Remus kept his face neutral. The man was dead and still interfering with his love life. 'Seeing them together, would.'
'But,' Ginny continued as if he had not spoken. 'It made me thankful for what I have.' She leaned over and kissed him softly. 'I love you so much.'
'I know you do, sweetie.' He told her, smiling. 'Marry me, Ginny. Marry me. Marry me. Marry me. Marry me. Marry me.'
'Will it stop you nagging?' She asked, exasperated.
'Of course! Why would I ask you to marry me if I was already married to you?'
'I don't know. You are a very strange man.'
'Marry me?'
'All right.' Ginny groaned, but laughed several seconds later.
Author's Notes: Yay, Ginny and Remus fluff. Oh yeah, I want to apologize for calling James the Seeker ages and ages ago. He's not. He's chaser. Can you just forgive me this one time?
And OH MY GOD! Savannah I apologize for like ever for not replying to your review sooner! Anyway. I am not a Friends Fan (The simpsons are on at the same time over here. Guess who wins.). Thanks for calling my story amazing. I like to think that it has evolved from being a few bits and pieces thrown together. I know that Lily being an animagus was cliché, but you know, people love that sorta thing. Thanks for reviewing and I hope you still read it, even if I didn't reply immediately!!!
Now, for the not so "OH MY GOD" ones.
Crazyme89: Thanks for being drawn in. Wow. Umm. Yeah. Wow.
Jen: Here's the present. A bit fluffy, but the present.
Bluegirl18: Alexia's baby...hmm...haven't decided yet. Actually, *this* baby can be a girl. I will do so immediately....sir (watch Black Books)
Darth Flirt: Evil James indeed. Everybody is evil in the fic. Ginny is evil for not going with Remus immediately. James is evil for thinking that about Remus. Remus is evil because I like bad guys, lol. Peter is evil because he is evil. Alexia is evil...well, not yet. But I'll find a way! Thanks for reading!
Iselin: Everybody thinks that Dumbledore has Lemon Drops but it is Sherbet lemons, dammit! Anyway, that one was probably one of the more boring and normal chapters, seeing as it wasn't light hearted and stuff. It was dark and mean and EVIL. I'm glad you thought it was awesome, though, lol. What I was trying to portray was James questioning what Lily had shown him. Peter is "settling down" and "couldn't possibly betray them". It doesn't say that the Burning Days are close together. Lily could go for months at a time without bursting into flames. Oh, and if you dig stars, you should read BattleAxe by Sara Douglass. It rawks. Thanks!
Brianna Brantly: Thanks. Peter sucks. Peter can clean my bathroom because he doesn't deserve a place in Harry Potter. :)
Thanks to Teri, who currently holds the first chapter of Remus' background and replied about my html assistance.
Finally, Thanks to all those who read this fanfiction, and of course to JKR.