"Hermione, I know we've been only together a few months, but I was wondering
something." Remus began.
Hermione sat on the Sofa of his quarters intently looking into his soft eyes with a smile upon her face. They had indeed only been together a few months, but they'd been the most happy of her life.
If he was about to ask the question she thought he was, Hermione decided that she was going to say yes. Not even being with Ron had made her so happy; even though that part of their relationship had failed, it still was a good time to look back on for her.
"Hermione, I love you so very much. I never dreamed that this chance would come to me so late in life, but I do not want it to pass me by," Remus told her firmly with great seriousness. "Will you please, marry me, Hermione?"
"Yes," Hermione cried, perfectly thrilled in the moment. "I love you too, Remus." She then kissed him passionately.
Hermione Granger was getting married. Who would have thought that of the bushy haired little Hogwarts know-it-all?
They pulled apart as moonlight began dancing in the room with them through the windows. Hermione beamed lovingly at Remus, completely forgetting what usually happened next for her fiancé.
Remus was about to take another kiss when he abruptly pulled away from Hermione's reach.
"Remus, whats the matter?" She asked, teasingly. "Don't you want to kiss me?"
"Hermione," Remus moaned in agony, as a wave of intense pain ripped it's way down his back. "Please, go. Please."
"Remus, whats the-" Hermione trailed off as she saw the moonlight dance upon his handsome face. "Oh, gods no." She whispered. "Remus, it will be all right. I'll go and get Professor Snape. He'll give you the potion."
"It's too late, my love," Remus choked, as another intense wave shot through his system, making him howl. "Run, Hermione. Run, while you still can."
"You're in pain," Hermione whispered fearfully. "I need to find your potion. It will help."
"I never picked it up from Severus, this week," Remus laughed bitterly. "I forgot too."
"I'm going to get, Severus," Hermione told him. "He'll help us."
"It's too late," Remus spat, falling over now onto the floor. "I TOLD YOU TO RUN! NOW!" Remus then howled again into the night air.
Hermione then ran for the door. By then, it was much too late.
Hermione sat on the Sofa of his quarters intently looking into his soft eyes with a smile upon her face. They had indeed only been together a few months, but they'd been the most happy of her life.
If he was about to ask the question she thought he was, Hermione decided that she was going to say yes. Not even being with Ron had made her so happy; even though that part of their relationship had failed, it still was a good time to look back on for her.
"Hermione, I love you so very much. I never dreamed that this chance would come to me so late in life, but I do not want it to pass me by," Remus told her firmly with great seriousness. "Will you please, marry me, Hermione?"
"Yes," Hermione cried, perfectly thrilled in the moment. "I love you too, Remus." She then kissed him passionately.
Hermione Granger was getting married. Who would have thought that of the bushy haired little Hogwarts know-it-all?
They pulled apart as moonlight began dancing in the room with them through the windows. Hermione beamed lovingly at Remus, completely forgetting what usually happened next for her fiancé.
Remus was about to take another kiss when he abruptly pulled away from Hermione's reach.
"Remus, whats the matter?" She asked, teasingly. "Don't you want to kiss me?"
"Hermione," Remus moaned in agony, as a wave of intense pain ripped it's way down his back. "Please, go. Please."
"Remus, whats the-" Hermione trailed off as she saw the moonlight dance upon his handsome face. "Oh, gods no." She whispered. "Remus, it will be all right. I'll go and get Professor Snape. He'll give you the potion."
"It's too late, my love," Remus choked, as another intense wave shot through his system, making him howl. "Run, Hermione. Run, while you still can."
"You're in pain," Hermione whispered fearfully. "I need to find your potion. It will help."
"I never picked it up from Severus, this week," Remus laughed bitterly. "I forgot too."
"I'm going to get, Severus," Hermione told him. "He'll help us."
"It's too late," Remus spat, falling over now onto the floor. "I TOLD YOU TO RUN! NOW!" Remus then howled again into the night air.
Hermione then ran for the door. By then, it was much too late.