A/N- I am soo sorreh for not getting this posted sooner. I was having a bit of a writer's block so it kinda took a bit. I hope you enjoy and please, please, please don't forget to review after reading. Oh, before I forget, if any of you have suggestions on what you want to see happen in this story, I am open to options. I want to give you what you wanna read, mixed with something of my own. Love ya all, Rory!

Chapter Four: Speaking Truths

"Remus!" she screamed in a panicked voice as she shot up and into sitting position on her bed. Her breathing was heavy and a thin layer of sweat had formed on her brow. Her fingers clutched onto the small pendant dangling at her chest, as if it were going to break free of the silver links It was secured to. She looked around the room to see him there in the chair beside of her bed.

He rubbed his eyes and as she looked at him she noticed he was holding his side and his eyes were bloodshot as if he had stayed up all night, making sure she was alright. And of course, he had been. He would give anything to make sure she was alright, and had everything she wanted or needed. As she opened his eyes she noticed they were the same blue that was driving her crazy at that moment, as they had done many times before.

"I'm here Hermione, it's alright. I'm right here." he said softly and leaned forwards in the chair. "How are you feeling?" he asked and made eye contact with her.

Her cheeks turned a slight color of crimson under his gaze as she talked. "I'm fine, but I'll feeling even better once you tell me how you are doing." she replied.

"I'm fine as well," he said wincing slightly as he stood up.

"You don't look fine."

"Thanks Hermione." he said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice and a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"I meant you wincing, what is wrong with your side?" she asked him, concern practically dripping off of her words.

"I was attacked, as you know, and the wounds haven't healed all the way.."

"Oh, yeah. I wish I would have never had that dream..."

"No, don't say that..."

"Why?"

"If you hadn't have had it, I could be dead right now..."

"That's true." she said softly and picked her robe up and slipped it on before slipping from under the covers and taking something from the bedside drawer and handing it to him. It was a piece of paper.

"Did you mean that?' she asked him as she walked closer to him.

He opened the folded piece of paper and read it, recognizing it instantly. He looked up at her and handed it back.

"Every single word, and I feel like such a cowering fool for not saying it straight to your face.." he replied answering her question.

"You're anything but a fool Remus, and you will never come close to one, at least not in my eyes." she said sighing softly, "You always put yourself down for things that you couldn't possibly be the blame for..." They were now less than six inches apart.

He smiled a little and stuck his hands in his pocket like he always did when he was a little nervous.

"See? That's why I love you," she began and let a small soft chuckle escape her lips, "You have the ability to be so serious like a man should be, yet you can be so shy and nervous like a little boy.."

He stood there watching her, memorizing every little detail about her, as he had done many times before. The way the sun shown through the windows and hit her hair, making it as if strands of gold were woven into the locks.

"You're so beautiful..." he said smiling, his hand rising to caress her face.

She blushed once again as his palm cupped her cheek and she closed her eyes for a minute to savor his touch. When she opened her eyes again, his lips were about an inch from hers. She felt her lips turn up into a smile as he leaned down a little and kissed her, capturing her smile with his own lips. She closed her eyes and felt as if she could hardly stay standing, and this was just a simple chaste kiss, yet it was so sweet and meaningful. She felt his arms snake around her waist and she slipped her arms around his neck. They finally broke the kiss and she looked up at him smiling once again and then she moved even closer, holding him close as she rested her head on his chest.

"Hermione?" came a voice from the other side of the door, it was Ginny. "Hermione, are you up?" came her voice again and the door opened. She stepped into the room and saw Hermione and Remus holding each other very closely and she didn't know what to think..

"Oh, um, hi Ginny." she said moving from Remus' arms. "Uh, Remus, don't you have that thing to do?"

"Oh yeah, that thing. I have to go do that. Um, nice seeing you again Ginny..." he said, his cheeks turning different shades of red as he walked out shutting the door behind him.

"What the hell happened here?" Ginny asked, her hands on her hips as she stood there watching Hermione and waiting for an answer.

"What do you mean?" replied Hermione with her own question and ran a hand through her hair nervously.

"What was that?"

"What was what?"

"Don't play stupid Hermione..You were practically shagging your teacher."

"Shagging is over exaggerating, Ginny and you know it. Anyways, we only kissed." She said and regretted it immediately.

"That's even worse!"

"Gin, just calm down." she said and sat down on the side of her bed.

"Fine, but you'd better start talking.."

"Fine. This will explain it all." she said handing Ginny the note from Remus, hoping she wouldn't have to explain anything.

Ginny took the paper and read it, her eyes going wide. "That explains some of it..."

Damn it, "I will tell then," she said and sighed. "When I woke up we started talking and stuff, and we got on the subject of that note. We then decided that we should be together."

"You know what? I think it's fine, just don't let Harry, Ron, or my Mother find out.."

"Harry could handle it maturely, but Ron and your Mum would go hog wild and pig crazy..."

"What?"

"A muggle expression.." she said smiling and laughed at her friend's little knowledge of the muggle world.