Face To Face
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Remus sat in his study shaking his head over and over. And over and over. And over again. Every word Courtney said or wrote to him cut into him like a silver dagger. Slashing through his heart every moment he thought of her. Courtney had always been the spirited one. Matthew was the mummy's boy and Jacob... Well, Jake was a dreamer, just like Remus had once been.
Of course, things were much simpler after they died. No dreaming. No hoping. No turning back.
All of Remus's dearest friends seemed to have gone the same way. Every last one, murdered by Voldemort or the Death Eaters.
"You could have saved us all you callous bastard..." That's what she had written. His own flesh and blood could hurt him so much with those words.
But it was true. He could have saved them, but he couldn't. He wanted to save them, but he didn't. He was in two minds of what to do that night. His werewolf self had aided them by killing Maxis Malfoy, but it had ruined them by turning on poor Matthew. Remus's werewolf self had been so occupied in cornering his youngest son that Remus couldn't tear away to face Voldemort and save Cara and Jake...
He was callous. And there was no doubt he was a bastard for what he had done.
Remus drooped his head low and let out a sigh that was more of a growl.
***
Hermione headed downstairs. She had come around again and her wound had healed as best it could. The glow of early evening was setting in outside. Hermione stopped at the door of the study and listened carefully. Remus sighed deeply from within the room.
Edging the door open, she found Remus with his head in his hands, sitting behind his desk. He looked up and his piercing but tear-gilded eyes met hers. Hermione heart felt suddenly lifted. Remus smiled widely, his years of trials and torment lifting so much as he did so.
***
Remus examined Hermione carefully. Every inch of her glowed with sheer perfection. Her hair glistened with a hint of spun gold in the dim glow of the early evening and the setting sun outside. He smiled widely and stood up.
"I have to send her a reply..."
***
That was the last thing Hermione had expected him to say. But she tried not to show her surprise. For the first time in a long while she was lost for words completely.
"But it can wait." He finally decided. "I'll do it tomorrow..." He put his hands on Hermione's soft shoulders. She felt his warmth radiate through every muscle in her body. It made her want him to kiss her again. He had a power over her that no one else could imagine. She leaned forward slightly, hoping he would take the hint.
Fortunately Remus never missed much. His senses were sharp. He leaned his head towards her, due to the fact that he was about five inches taller, and tilted his head slightly. Their lips were no more than a half-inch away when a voice piped up from behind them.
"Dad?"
***
Remus pulled away and looked over Hermione's shoulder for the source of the voice.
"Yes, son?" He asked, noticing Matthew's puzzled expression.
"What you said yesterday... I thought you two were- ?"
Remus had to cut Matthew off. If Hermione found out what Remus had "explained" to Matthew she'd probably leave. "Change of plans." He said curtly, before pulling away completely and heading back into his study.
***
"Oh, right..." Matthew said sleepily as he wandered back upstairs.
Hermione didn't want to question him. She wanted Remus back at her side. But she was disheartened by the click of the study door locking and the movement of a chair inside. Gomby had miandered out into the hallway. She headed over to him.
***
Dear Courtney,
Sorry you feel that way. Would've been nice to patch things up a bit. Matt misses you, I'm sure he'll be pleased to know you're only coming back if he's on his deathbed which, by the way, he is once a month. And yes, I do know that's my fault too. Go ahead, blame it all on me, I don't care any more. Quite a shock to receive your letter, seeing as I never raised you to be so vindictive. Of course what you said is true to a certain extent. But if you really want someone to blame it'll have to be the werewolf who bit me all those years ago because he's the one who's really responsible for all this mess isn't he?
Still love you (although you hate me so much),
Dad.
***
Hermione watched a tawny owl fly past the large windows with a letter attached to its leg. "The reply..." She mumbled under her breath. But before Hermione could question anything or even speak to Gomby, a loud CRASH came from within the study. Followed by another CRASH. And another. And another.
"What the hell is he doing?!" Hermione questioned, outraged. Remus sounded as though he was throwing over all his bookcases and smashing them to bits.
"Ah young miss..." Gomby began. Although his voice was quiet amid the loud crashes and bangs coming from the study, Hermione listened intently to what he said. "As you well know, Mr Lupin is not a very violent man. And when he is angry he prefers to vent it on something non-human. That is to say, not a person. So, he is smashing up his study. The sad thing is, when he does this he will not even allow me to tidy it! He repairs it all himself does our kind Mr Lupin!" Gomby was wearing a small checkered dai cap, which he took off and held to his chest. "So sad it is, miss Hermione, so very sad indeed."
The crashing stopped and Remus unlocked the door.
***
"IT'S NOT MY BLOODY FAULT!" Harry shouted over Mr Granger's already raised voice.
"IT WASN'T MEANT TO HIT HERMIONE!"
"I KNOW THAT!"
"THEN WHY DID IT SMART ARSE?"
"I DON'T KNOW, SHE MUST HAVE BEEN IN ITS WAY! JUST BE THANKFUL SHE'S NOT DEAD WILL YOU?!"
Mr Granger broke down and sat down at the kitchen table. His wife was out shopping when he received the owl from some bloody house-elf called Gomby informing him his curse had backfired. An hour later and she was still out. Harry sat down beside him.
"I'm a desperate man, Harry. I want my little girl back. Goodness knows what could happen if he turns her against us!"
Harry knew only too well what he felt like. He missed Hermione so much it hurt. What could she possibly see in him? That half-blooded freak of nature? What did he have that was so appealing?
"What do we do?" Henry Granger asked.
***
Gomby had headed out into the kitchen. Hermione headed right toward Remus and kissed him before he could object. Luckily for her, he didn't object anyway. Their lips locked for a lot longer than she had expected. But when they finally broke off, Remus looked up towards the stairs.
"Matthew's gone to bed for a siesta." He said placidly, but with a very presumptuous glint in his eyes.
"Sounds like a good idea..." Hermione said seductively as she headed up the stairs.
***
"I never miss a hint..." Remus thought as he followed her.
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Right, now I've been away for ages and I'm finally back, so a nice big chapter filled with what's hopefully great stuff! Please keep r/r!
Remus sat in his study shaking his head over and over. And over and over. And over again. Every word Courtney said or wrote to him cut into him like a silver dagger. Slashing through his heart every moment he thought of her. Courtney had always been the spirited one. Matthew was the mummy's boy and Jacob... Well, Jake was a dreamer, just like Remus had once been.
Of course, things were much simpler after they died. No dreaming. No hoping. No turning back.
All of Remus's dearest friends seemed to have gone the same way. Every last one, murdered by Voldemort or the Death Eaters.
"You could have saved us all you callous bastard..." That's what she had written. His own flesh and blood could hurt him so much with those words.
But it was true. He could have saved them, but he couldn't. He wanted to save them, but he didn't. He was in two minds of what to do that night. His werewolf self had aided them by killing Maxis Malfoy, but it had ruined them by turning on poor Matthew. Remus's werewolf self had been so occupied in cornering his youngest son that Remus couldn't tear away to face Voldemort and save Cara and Jake...
He was callous. And there was no doubt he was a bastard for what he had done.
Remus drooped his head low and let out a sigh that was more of a growl.
***
Hermione headed downstairs. She had come around again and her wound had healed as best it could. The glow of early evening was setting in outside. Hermione stopped at the door of the study and listened carefully. Remus sighed deeply from within the room.
Edging the door open, she found Remus with his head in his hands, sitting behind his desk. He looked up and his piercing but tear-gilded eyes met hers. Hermione heart felt suddenly lifted. Remus smiled widely, his years of trials and torment lifting so much as he did so.
***
Remus examined Hermione carefully. Every inch of her glowed with sheer perfection. Her hair glistened with a hint of spun gold in the dim glow of the early evening and the setting sun outside. He smiled widely and stood up.
"I have to send her a reply..."
***
That was the last thing Hermione had expected him to say. But she tried not to show her surprise. For the first time in a long while she was lost for words completely.
"But it can wait." He finally decided. "I'll do it tomorrow..." He put his hands on Hermione's soft shoulders. She felt his warmth radiate through every muscle in her body. It made her want him to kiss her again. He had a power over her that no one else could imagine. She leaned forward slightly, hoping he would take the hint.
Fortunately Remus never missed much. His senses were sharp. He leaned his head towards her, due to the fact that he was about five inches taller, and tilted his head slightly. Their lips were no more than a half-inch away when a voice piped up from behind them.
"Dad?"
***
Remus pulled away and looked over Hermione's shoulder for the source of the voice.
"Yes, son?" He asked, noticing Matthew's puzzled expression.
"What you said yesterday... I thought you two were- ?"
Remus had to cut Matthew off. If Hermione found out what Remus had "explained" to Matthew she'd probably leave. "Change of plans." He said curtly, before pulling away completely and heading back into his study.
***
"Oh, right..." Matthew said sleepily as he wandered back upstairs.
Hermione didn't want to question him. She wanted Remus back at her side. But she was disheartened by the click of the study door locking and the movement of a chair inside. Gomby had miandered out into the hallway. She headed over to him.
***
Dear Courtney,
Sorry you feel that way. Would've been nice to patch things up a bit. Matt misses you, I'm sure he'll be pleased to know you're only coming back if he's on his deathbed which, by the way, he is once a month. And yes, I do know that's my fault too. Go ahead, blame it all on me, I don't care any more. Quite a shock to receive your letter, seeing as I never raised you to be so vindictive. Of course what you said is true to a certain extent. But if you really want someone to blame it'll have to be the werewolf who bit me all those years ago because he's the one who's really responsible for all this mess isn't he?
Still love you (although you hate me so much),
Dad.
***
Hermione watched a tawny owl fly past the large windows with a letter attached to its leg. "The reply..." She mumbled under her breath. But before Hermione could question anything or even speak to Gomby, a loud CRASH came from within the study. Followed by another CRASH. And another. And another.
"What the hell is he doing?!" Hermione questioned, outraged. Remus sounded as though he was throwing over all his bookcases and smashing them to bits.
"Ah young miss..." Gomby began. Although his voice was quiet amid the loud crashes and bangs coming from the study, Hermione listened intently to what he said. "As you well know, Mr Lupin is not a very violent man. And when he is angry he prefers to vent it on something non-human. That is to say, not a person. So, he is smashing up his study. The sad thing is, when he does this he will not even allow me to tidy it! He repairs it all himself does our kind Mr Lupin!" Gomby was wearing a small checkered dai cap, which he took off and held to his chest. "So sad it is, miss Hermione, so very sad indeed."
The crashing stopped and Remus unlocked the door.
***
"IT'S NOT MY BLOODY FAULT!" Harry shouted over Mr Granger's already raised voice.
"IT WASN'T MEANT TO HIT HERMIONE!"
"I KNOW THAT!"
"THEN WHY DID IT SMART ARSE?"
"I DON'T KNOW, SHE MUST HAVE BEEN IN ITS WAY! JUST BE THANKFUL SHE'S NOT DEAD WILL YOU?!"
Mr Granger broke down and sat down at the kitchen table. His wife was out shopping when he received the owl from some bloody house-elf called Gomby informing him his curse had backfired. An hour later and she was still out. Harry sat down beside him.
"I'm a desperate man, Harry. I want my little girl back. Goodness knows what could happen if he turns her against us!"
Harry knew only too well what he felt like. He missed Hermione so much it hurt. What could she possibly see in him? That half-blooded freak of nature? What did he have that was so appealing?
"What do we do?" Henry Granger asked.
***
Gomby had headed out into the kitchen. Hermione headed right toward Remus and kissed him before he could object. Luckily for her, he didn't object anyway. Their lips locked for a lot longer than she had expected. But when they finally broke off, Remus looked up towards the stairs.
"Matthew's gone to bed for a siesta." He said placidly, but with a very presumptuous glint in his eyes.
"Sounds like a good idea..." Hermione said seductively as she headed up the stairs.
***
"I never miss a hint..." Remus thought as he followed her.
You like? Bear in mind I've been away for ages on holiday! Now I'm back you can keep on the lookout for chapter updates on all my stories!
Previews for all!!!
A New Plan, An Old Friend, A New Man, A Jealous Werewolf,
Coming Soon...
Uh oh... Sounds good doesn't it? :-p