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Chapter 9 – A Messy Confrontation

Dear Rebekah,

Our daughter is absolutely beautiful. She reminds me of you in looks and actions. She spoke to me the other day. I see so much of you in her. She told me you said she had her father's nose. I see it. I fell in love with her almost as soon as I saw her. I haven't given her any reason to see what I really am to her. I think she just sees me for a nice teacher, which is painful on its own but I will suffer through it for her sake. The threat of Sirius Black actually harming Harry Potter is becoming more real every day. I battle my feelings of guilt on the matter of my once best friend everyday. Your letters have helped me through each aspect of my life here at Hogwarts. I love you more and more with each day that goes by. I wish I could see you now more than ever.

Much Love,

Remus

P.S. I apologize for the lack of reply to your letters, but I have found that teaching keeps one very busy.


As Christmas break closed in on the students and faculty of Hogwarts Remus decided to stay behind. He was in his classroom cleaning up his things from his last lesson before the break when he dropped the rolls of parchment that the third years turned in. He ducked under his desk to collect them when he heard a voice that startled him. "Hello Remus." He banged his head on the underside of the desk when he heard those words. "Oh, my goodness. Are you alright?" she rushed around the desk and lowered herself to her knees.

"What are you doing here?" he asked as she felt the bump on his now throbbing head. His surprise masked his pain as she looked at him with her piercing blue eyes.

"Well, I came with Jonathan. He had some work with the Ministry that brought him here to talk with Dumbledore, and since it is so close to Christmas break I came along so we could collect Neoma. I just figured it had been so long since I last saw you that I would drop in and say hello. Hello." She smiled brightly as she stared back into his eyes.

He smiled back warmly. "I'm glad you did, even if it meant me bumping my head."

"I am sorry that I made you bump your head." She laughed a little as she rubbed his head again messing his hair up slightly. "It doesn't hurt that bad does it?"

"No it doesn't hurt," he lied. "It really is nice seeing you again. You haven't changed at all."

"Well, I don't know if that's true." She smiled coyly as she blushed.

"No you haven't changed in the slightest. You are still as beautiful as ever." He placed his hand on her cheek as he watched her blush again.

"You don't look so bad yourself. A little bit of grey looks good on you, you know," she said messing his hair up more than before. He stopped her hand and stared into her eyes deeply before he kissed her. She moaned softly with his kiss that seemed so right once again. "I love you Remus," she said, once their kiss was broken, as tears began to roll down her cheek.

"I miss you so much. I love you," said Remus, his own eyes gleaming with tears. He kissed her softly on the forehead and wiped away her tears with both hands.

"I don't want to go back home with Jonathan. I want to stay here with you." Remus shook his head as she spoke. "Tell me why I can't stay with you. I want to leave him now. I could do it now, I'm not afraid anymore."

"No. You can't leave him ever. You know and I know that you can't do it because of Neoma. How could we do that to our daughter?" Rebekah couldn't find words any longer and she instead nodded in agreement with Remus. "I still love you no matter what." He leaned in kissing her with great longing.

Neoma wandered into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom searching for her mother. Remus and Rebekah were still hidden under the desk engaging in a kiss when they heard the small voice call out. "Mum? Where are you?" Rebekah rose from behind the desk holding a few rolls of parchment as she looked at her daughter's eager expression. "What were you doing down there?"

"Hello, Neoma. I was helping Mr. Lupin pick up the parchments he dropped. How did you know to find me in here?" she asked as she embraced her daughter in a long awaited hug.

"Daddy found me and told me you were visiting your friend Mr. Lupin." Neoma smiled brightly up at both her mother and real father.

"Well sweet heart that's what I'm doing. Now why don't you run along and I'll be done in a little bit and me and daddy will take you home, ok." She smiled as Neoma smiled and nodded before leaving the classroom.

"She really is lovely." Remus' words brought Rebekah's attention back to him.

"She's brilliant. She has your mind Remus." She placed a hand upon his cheek as her eyes once again gazed into his. She could see the desire in his eyes and he could see it in her eyes also.

"I am sure that some of that brilliance comes from you. Not to mention her beauty is unmistakably yours." He kissed her again and wrapped his arms around her bringing her close to him as he felt her arms move around his neck. Their embrace was filled with twelve years of repressed passion

"Oh, Rebekah. No." Jonathan's words brought them back to reality violently. They both looked at him in utter horror as anger and pain washed over his face. "How could you Rebekah. I always suspected you had feelings for him, but I never thought you two were involved. Why would you do this to me? Why would you do this to our daughter?" he slammed his fists down on a desk in great rage as he spoke.

Remus was speechless as he watched the absolutely livid husband of the woman he loved. "Jonathan I can explain everthi-" Rebekah started but Jonathan cut her off.

"What is there to explain? I saw it with my own two eyes. Rebekah, be honest with me, how long has this been going on? I mean how long has it been that you two have been going behind my back with all this?"

Rebekah's eyes filled with tears as she answered Jonathan's question in a voice so soft she almost couldn't hear herself. "It started 13 years ago."

"You have been with him behind my back for 13 years?" said Jonathan through clenched teeth.

"No. Jonathan I haven't seen him in almost 13 years. It was one time. It hasn't happened since then. I swear to you Jonathan." She pleaded with him to believe her, but he just shook his head in disgust as her words rolled over him.

"I can't even bring myself to look at you right now. I am going home. I expect you to come by later to get your things and say goodbye to your daughter." He began walking to the door casting his gaze to the floor.

"You can't do that! I will leave the house but I am taking her with me if I do!" Rebekah yelled as panic hit her and she began breathing heavy.

"So you think I want my daughter around some disgusting hussy like you. You are sorely mistaken if you think I would ever let my flesh and blood around you for more than a few minutes ever again." His words were cold and his eyes bore into her as he turned back.

Rebekah felt her anger boiling as Jonathan spoke, her eyes narrowed upon him in pure hate. "You can't do that! You can't take her away from me." She gritted her teeth as she spoke.

"I can and I will. You can't stop me. She is as much my daughter as she is yours. Probably more mine, she shows a sense of morals. Unlike you, acting like a whore with that man," he spat glaring at Remus.

"I am not a whore." Her jaw trembled with anger as she lost herself. "And you can't take Neoma because she isn't yours at all."

"What are you talking about? She is my daughter." Jonathan's face now twisted with fear.

"No she isn't. There is no part of that girl that belongs to you. You are just the man she has lived with for 12 years, she is not your flesh nor your blood." Saying those words filled Rebekah with an odd sense of satisfaction.

"You are lying. She has my nose doesn't she? Sh-She has to be my daughter." Jonathan was now the one panicking.

"She has her father's nose, and that is not you. So you can't take her away from me, because she is not your daughter."

"If she isn't mine then... then who's daughter is she?" Tears now were welling up in Jonathan's eyes as he watched Remus biting his lower lip slowly raise his hand. "Oh no. I feel sick." Jonathan collapsed into a seat at one of the desks. "How? Why? Oh Rebekah why?"

"Because I love him." She was now calming down and walked to where Jonathan was sitting at the desk next to him. She turned the chair to face him. "I love him Jonathan. I always have. I'm sorry."

"So you are going to leave me and take Neoma? Can't you just let me have Neoma?"

"No Jonathan. You can't have Neoma. You aren't the only one who loves her. You can see her when you want to but, you can't have her to yourself. It won't be too bad, and you don't want me around anymore do you?" Jonathan shook his head unable to speak any longer. "Come on Jonathan." Rebekah rose from her seat. "I will take you home. I have some things to pick up anyway. I will be back later Remus. Take care of Neoma till I get back. Don't tell her anything yet."

Remus nodded as Rebekah led Jonathan out of the classroom. He was overwhelmed by everything that had just happened. Did all that really just happen? Is she really coming back to be with me?

A/N: Gasp Are they really going to be together finally. You have to read the next chapter to find out. Keep the reviews coming; they help with my confidence, and allow me to keep going with this story.