Author's notes: Eee! I know I haven't been updating lately, and I'm really sorry.I've been falling into a lapse (partly cause nobody reads my other storys x_x). ANYway, I'll keep trying to come up with ideas, though I think this story may not last much longer……………I think I may be almost done!!

Disclaimer: Sorry, I don't own anybody!

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Remus was fumbling with with teapot, and nearly dropped it. He was tired, anxious, and annoyed. The full moon was wearing down his strength, and to make things worse, Moony had decided he wanted to follow Amelie home last night. Moony had coaxed Remus, trying to provoke Remus into biting her.

/She'd be ours/ Moony had said. /all ours, we could--/

But Moony didn't have a chance finish that sentence; Remus had cut the train of thought rather abruptly. Remus hated how Moony knew his thoughts. It was just plain annoying sometimes.

"Remus?"

This time he actually did drop the teapot. He jumped a foot in the air, and spun around in the spot to see Amelie standing the doorframe, smiling.

"For a werewolf, you sure can't tell when others are near very well," she said, smiling. "I was standing here for five minutes, at least."

"I've just been a bit preoccupied," Remus muttered.

"I came to say that I'm sorry," Amelie said, avoiding his gaze. "I know I can be a real – what did Mike call me? – oh yes, a bitch. And a stubborn one at that." She looked up and shrugged. But her smile was gone. He watched her cross her arms, then uncross them, then cross them again.

"It's okay, really," Remus said, shrugging in turn. He knew that his heart wasn't in what he had just said, though.

"No," Amelie said sharply. "It's not. People like me is the reason that you don't tell anybody you're a werewolf." Her expression softened somewhat, as did her voice. "I just—"

"You just……………?"

"I just wanted you to trust me……………be honest," she whispered. "I know it was silly; it's not like we're even going out." She scuffed her shoe.

Remus came from behind the counter to stand in front of her. "Amelie," he said, putting his hands on her shoulder. "I understand completely. Sirius felt so utterly betrayed when he found out, I thought I had actually lost my friends. I should have been honest with you. For me it's become an instinct not to trust anybody."

Amelie looked up at him rather cautiously. Her face broke into a grin, and before Remus knew what had happened, she had fastened her arms around his chest (she being rather shorter than him), and he was hugging her back. They stood like that (rather comfortably) for quite a while. That was until, somebody gave a loud "Ahem".

Remus looked behind him to see Mrs. Stienwick and Ruth standing there looking indignant, eyebrows raised. Remus, blushing slightly, reached over, and for the first time in his life, shut the door in somebody's face.

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