SORRY SORRY SORRY! I have been so busy trying to keep my English grade from going down the toilet that I haven't had time to write ANYTHING! You can slay me if you wish...just read and review first. All usual disclaimers are in effect.
Harry and Ron were glad to get back to the common room that night.
"Argh, too much homework!" Ron groused as he sat down on the couch.
"I don't know what you two are complaining about. I've got all my homework done already." Hermione said, looking up from the thick book she was reading.
"Of course you would." Harry teased. Hermione threw some Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Jelly Beans at him and glared playfully.
The rest of the night passed peacefully, and Hermione lay in bed, wishing the days would go by faster so Remus would come.
The days crawled by slowly, but finally, one afternoon, as Hermione was out at the Quidditch pitch watching the Gryffindor house team practice, the revving of a motorcycle could be heard coming up the road.
"It's Rem!" Harry yelled down from his vantage point on his broomstick.
Hermione raced to the front gate in time to greet him as he dismounted from the bike.
"Glad to see me?" he asked. "Very." She replied as she threw her arms around him. The boys made gagging noises as they kissed, but Ginny kicked both of them so they were reduced to whimpers.
The next day, Harry got his ride on Remus's motorcycle and came back saying he wanted one. Ginny tried her best to talk him out of it, but by dinner, he was still adamant about the bike.
"Are you coming for graduation?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, for the 16th time." He said with a smile.
"I'm sorry...it's just that it's a very special day, and I want you to share it with me."
"I will be there...I swear it." Remus replied gently.
He stayed for a week, then went roaring off with the address of Hermione's parents in hand. He'd decided the decent thing to do would be to visit them, and introduce himself. After all, he was going to be asking them if he could marry their daughter...
Hermione wrote her mother a long letter and sent it off before Remus left. The reply soothed her greatly. It said that her mother had suspected the pair would wed, and had already gotten her father over the age difference.
"We just want you to be happy dear...both of you. I'll be sure Remus gets a warm welcome from us." She read. Letting out a sigh of relief, she turned her attention back to her books. There was still a few weeks before graduation...