Lupin Lodge
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Hermione couldn't help but kiss back when Remus kissed her. She had wanted to kiss him for so long; she had been planning to in the very moments before her father had burst into the guest room at the Granger's home. She lingered in his arms long after they parted before realizing she was drenched in his blood.
*
Remus felt faint. And it wasn't just due to the vast amount of blood he had lost. He had kissed Hermione. "You can't be..." Remus thought to himself as they looked into each other's eyes. "You just can't be falling for her..."
*
"You are not falling for him..." Hermione thought as she gazed into the silver-blue eyes she knew so well.
*
When they finally parted, Remus felt very uneasy. He stumbled to his Gryffindor-gold sofa and collapsed onto it with a soft "thump". Hermione had pulled herself together.
"Goodness Remus! I'd forgotten you were still bleeding!" She headed for the kitchen. "Any healing stuff around?" She asked.
"P - potions in f - fridge!" He managed to tell her.
*
Hermione looked at all the neatly labelled potions on the top shelf of the fridge. Sadly, she noticed most were wolfsbane. She took a vial of something labelled "Healing Draft" and headed back to find Remus's golden sofa turning blood red.
"Heavens above!"
Hermione rushed to Remus's side and put the edge of the vial to his mouth. He drank needingly and the wounds cleared in a matter of seconds.
*
"Don't scare me like that!" She scolded, smacking his shoulder lightly.
"You sound like Madam Pomfrey." Remus replied.
"Why is everything suddenly so normal?" Remus thought as he and Hermione cleared away the trail of blood leading back to the fireplace. "Has she forgotten I've kissed her already?"
*
"Why hasn't he said anything about the kiss yet?" Hermione worriedly mused as she returned the half full vial of Healing Draft to the fridge.
*
Remus looked at the fireplace. They had travelled by floo powder.
"Why do you carry floo powder in the pocket of your night dress?"
Remus was bemused as to how she had managed to drag him into the flames. He sat down on the newly cleaned golden sofa and she came to join him. Suddenly aware that he was still wearing only his boxers, Remus summoned a set of dressing gowns and the two escapees hurriedly and bashfully put them on.
Hermione finally replied. "Just in case we were needed, what with the Order and all..."
Remus nodded.
"How did you know where to go?" He questioned after a few seconds more.
"I asked for home..." She replied, a delightfully warm smile edging reluctantly onto her face.
*
Hermione looked at Remus in the soft light of the living room. He looked rather dashing in his deep red dressing gown.
"Ask him now." She thought.
*
Remus watched Hermione as she watched him. He could see her examining his robe and without realizing it he was doing the same to her. She really did look incredible.
"Now or never." He thought.
*
They said each others' names at the same time.
Remus let out a short laugh and Hermione turned as crimson as Remus's own blood. She looked down bashfully and he lifted her head with his hand on her chin. She looked up into his eyes and they kissed again. Hermione leaned into Remus and he eased her back so he was lying flat on the sofa. When they finally broke off Hermione pulled herself up.
"Wow."
*
Hermione clearly hadn't realized she had spoken her thoughts aloud. Remus raised an eyebrow and Hermione began to giggle. Remus laughed as he pulled himself up into a sitting position. He put a hand on her waist and smiled.
Remus was about to speak when an almighty "BANG!" came from the entrance hall. It was well past midnight. And someone was knocking at the door.
Sorry to leave it on another cliff hanger but I needed to end the chapter before anything, ahem, else happened between Herm and Remus. Thanks again to the wonderful reviewers. I have a little preview of Chapter Five for you...
An Unexpected Guest, A Blessing In Disguise, A Jealous Young Man, An Understanding Friend...
Coming Soon...
Hermione couldn't help but kiss back when Remus kissed her. She had wanted to kiss him for so long; she had been planning to in the very moments before her father had burst into the guest room at the Granger's home. She lingered in his arms long after they parted before realizing she was drenched in his blood.
*
Remus felt faint. And it wasn't just due to the vast amount of blood he had lost. He had kissed Hermione. "You can't be..." Remus thought to himself as they looked into each other's eyes. "You just can't be falling for her..."
*
"You are not falling for him..." Hermione thought as she gazed into the silver-blue eyes she knew so well.
*
When they finally parted, Remus felt very uneasy. He stumbled to his Gryffindor-gold sofa and collapsed onto it with a soft "thump". Hermione had pulled herself together.
"Goodness Remus! I'd forgotten you were still bleeding!" She headed for the kitchen. "Any healing stuff around?" She asked.
"P - potions in f - fridge!" He managed to tell her.
*
Hermione looked at all the neatly labelled potions on the top shelf of the fridge. Sadly, she noticed most were wolfsbane. She took a vial of something labelled "Healing Draft" and headed back to find Remus's golden sofa turning blood red.
"Heavens above!"
Hermione rushed to Remus's side and put the edge of the vial to his mouth. He drank needingly and the wounds cleared in a matter of seconds.
*
"Don't scare me like that!" She scolded, smacking his shoulder lightly.
"You sound like Madam Pomfrey." Remus replied.
"Why is everything suddenly so normal?" Remus thought as he and Hermione cleared away the trail of blood leading back to the fireplace. "Has she forgotten I've kissed her already?"
*
"Why hasn't he said anything about the kiss yet?" Hermione worriedly mused as she returned the half full vial of Healing Draft to the fridge.
*
Remus looked at the fireplace. They had travelled by floo powder.
"Why do you carry floo powder in the pocket of your night dress?"
Remus was bemused as to how she had managed to drag him into the flames. He sat down on the newly cleaned golden sofa and she came to join him. Suddenly aware that he was still wearing only his boxers, Remus summoned a set of dressing gowns and the two escapees hurriedly and bashfully put them on.
Hermione finally replied. "Just in case we were needed, what with the Order and all..."
Remus nodded.
"How did you know where to go?" He questioned after a few seconds more.
"I asked for home..." She replied, a delightfully warm smile edging reluctantly onto her face.
*
Hermione looked at Remus in the soft light of the living room. He looked rather dashing in his deep red dressing gown.
"Ask him now." She thought.
*
Remus watched Hermione as she watched him. He could see her examining his robe and without realizing it he was doing the same to her. She really did look incredible.
"Now or never." He thought.
*
They said each others' names at the same time.
Remus let out a short laugh and Hermione turned as crimson as Remus's own blood. She looked down bashfully and he lifted her head with his hand on her chin. She looked up into his eyes and they kissed again. Hermione leaned into Remus and he eased her back so he was lying flat on the sofa. When they finally broke off Hermione pulled herself up.
"Wow."
*
Hermione clearly hadn't realized she had spoken her thoughts aloud. Remus raised an eyebrow and Hermione began to giggle. Remus laughed as he pulled himself up into a sitting position. He put a hand on her waist and smiled.
Remus was about to speak when an almighty "BANG!" came from the entrance hall. It was well past midnight. And someone was knocking at the door.
Sorry to leave it on another cliff hanger but I needed to end the chapter before anything, ahem, else happened between Herm and Remus. Thanks again to the wonderful reviewers. I have a little preview of Chapter Five for you...
An Unexpected Guest, A Blessing In Disguise, A Jealous Young Man, An Understanding Friend...
Coming Soon...