If Only
A/N: Oh look! 6 reviews! I think that's a record for me (. I've taken your suggestions and have decided to try to make it longer. I hope you guys like it. Here comes chapter 2! Enjoy!
Hermione walked back to the Heads' rooms, staring intently at the photograph in her hand. If she couldn't get Professor Lupin, she'd at least be able to look at him everyday, in the comfort of her dormitory.
She sighed and hugged the picture close to her heart.
'Stop being silly, Lei, he's your professor for Pete's sake! You're only 17, he's probably 20 years older than you, like as if he'd think of you that way . . ." the tiny voice in her head said.
She shook her head and continued walking, even though she fully understood the impossibility of a relationship with Remus, nothing could stop her tears from falling.
All this while, Remus was following her, only a few feet away, watching her carefully. His heart shattered into a million pieces when he heard her soft sobs. He ached to reach out to her and hold her tight, to tell her how he felt about her.
He admired Hermione for her intelligence and humility. She really was beautiful, but never believed it herself. He recalled sitting up at the professors' table, seeing boys' jaws dropping to the ground when she smiled. He himself hadn't been able to resist looking at her either.
He had almost told her his true feelings for her when she had stayed back after class to talk to him about one of her assignments. He had instead decided against it, seeing that a student-professor relationship would be unethical. He hadn't known how she felt at the time and wasn't sure how she would take the blow.
He continued to follow her watching her long chestnut tresses sway with every step. He yearned to reach out and run his fingers through her hair, and whisper words of comfort into her ear. Her whispered confession of her love for him played in his mind like a melodious tune, one that would be eternally stuck in his head.
He let out a loud sigh, but froze when the angel in front of him came to an abrupt stop.
Hermione had heard someone sigh and that someone was behind her. She stopped and grinned when she realized who it was. She recognized the person's scent, an alluring musk.
She spun around and her heart leapt when she saw Remus Lupin, standing rooted to the ground. She tried to stop smiling, but it was wiped off when she heard what Professor Lupin had to say next.
"I. . . I. . . Hermione, I saw you in my room just now, I heard every word you said."
Hermione was horrified, but happy at the same time. "At least he knows how you feel about him now. You didn't even have to tell it to his face,' the voice in her head comforted. How would she be able to face him now? She bowed her head down, attempting to blink away the rapidly falling tears from her eyes.
"Oh dear, Hermione, I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that, well, I think. . . I think I feel the same way about you," he blurted out quickly, not knowing what would happen next.
Upon hearing this, Hemione flung herself towards Remus and sobbed into his chest. He rubbed her back awkwardly and charmed a cushy two-seater couch for them to sit on.
When her sobs died down, she looked up and smiled apologetically at Remus for wetting his robes. He grinned back at her. He brushed the stray locks of wavy hair away from her face and stared deep into her eyes,
She leaned in closer and her eyes fluttered shut. Remus placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her.
"Hermione. . . I. . . " he started
A/N: Uh oh! Cliffy! Bwahaha, evil me. Time to thank reviewers!
Many thanks to: James Jago | Makalani Astral | Lady Insanity, Queen of All | melaniewilliamsandharrypotter | Meaghan | Stefanie14
Thank you for the reviews! * Hands out a cauldron cake to each of the reviewers * Reviewers for this chapter get toothflossing stringmints!
R/R!
A/N: Oh look! 6 reviews! I think that's a record for me (. I've taken your suggestions and have decided to try to make it longer. I hope you guys like it. Here comes chapter 2! Enjoy!
Hermione walked back to the Heads' rooms, staring intently at the photograph in her hand. If she couldn't get Professor Lupin, she'd at least be able to look at him everyday, in the comfort of her dormitory.
She sighed and hugged the picture close to her heart.
'Stop being silly, Lei, he's your professor for Pete's sake! You're only 17, he's probably 20 years older than you, like as if he'd think of you that way . . ." the tiny voice in her head said.
She shook her head and continued walking, even though she fully understood the impossibility of a relationship with Remus, nothing could stop her tears from falling.
All this while, Remus was following her, only a few feet away, watching her carefully. His heart shattered into a million pieces when he heard her soft sobs. He ached to reach out to her and hold her tight, to tell her how he felt about her.
He admired Hermione for her intelligence and humility. She really was beautiful, but never believed it herself. He recalled sitting up at the professors' table, seeing boys' jaws dropping to the ground when she smiled. He himself hadn't been able to resist looking at her either.
He had almost told her his true feelings for her when she had stayed back after class to talk to him about one of her assignments. He had instead decided against it, seeing that a student-professor relationship would be unethical. He hadn't known how she felt at the time and wasn't sure how she would take the blow.
He continued to follow her watching her long chestnut tresses sway with every step. He yearned to reach out and run his fingers through her hair, and whisper words of comfort into her ear. Her whispered confession of her love for him played in his mind like a melodious tune, one that would be eternally stuck in his head.
He let out a loud sigh, but froze when the angel in front of him came to an abrupt stop.
Hermione had heard someone sigh and that someone was behind her. She stopped and grinned when she realized who it was. She recognized the person's scent, an alluring musk.
She spun around and her heart leapt when she saw Remus Lupin, standing rooted to the ground. She tried to stop smiling, but it was wiped off when she heard what Professor Lupin had to say next.
"I. . . I. . . Hermione, I saw you in my room just now, I heard every word you said."
Hermione was horrified, but happy at the same time. "At least he knows how you feel about him now. You didn't even have to tell it to his face,' the voice in her head comforted. How would she be able to face him now? She bowed her head down, attempting to blink away the rapidly falling tears from her eyes.
"Oh dear, Hermione, I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that, well, I think. . . I think I feel the same way about you," he blurted out quickly, not knowing what would happen next.
Upon hearing this, Hemione flung herself towards Remus and sobbed into his chest. He rubbed her back awkwardly and charmed a cushy two-seater couch for them to sit on.
When her sobs died down, she looked up and smiled apologetically at Remus for wetting his robes. He grinned back at her. He brushed the stray locks of wavy hair away from her face and stared deep into her eyes,
She leaned in closer and her eyes fluttered shut. Remus placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her.
"Hermione. . . I. . . " he started
A/N: Uh oh! Cliffy! Bwahaha, evil me. Time to thank reviewers!
Many thanks to: James Jago | Makalani Astral | Lady Insanity, Queen of All | melaniewilliamsandharrypotter | Meaghan | Stefanie14
Thank you for the reviews! * Hands out a cauldron cake to each of the reviewers * Reviewers for this chapter get toothflossing stringmints!
R/R!