One more chapter after this one, and that's it! Thanks to those who are still reading this…I really appreciate it.

Remus climbed off of his motorcycle and looked at the address on the piece of paper he had clutched firmly in his fist. It was the right house. He studied it for a moment, trying to get a bearing for the people who lived inside it.

It was a cheerful yellow house with lots of windows facing the sun. Several beautiful flowerbeds were out front, and he could see they were tended with great care.

Approaching the house, he stopped and bent over some of the flowers to better examine them. "Snap Dragons." He commented to himself, admiring the various hues.

"Correct! You must be Remus, then." A voice said from behind him.

He rose carefully to his feet and found a man standing a couple of feet in front of him. His smile looked familiar, and Remus realized with a jolt that this was Hermione's father.

"Yes, that would be me." He replied with a sheepish grin.

"Pleased to meet you, Remus. I'm Nathan Granger."

The men shook hands agreeably. "Are you interested in flowers at all?" Nathan asked as they began to move toward the house.

"Yes. I enjoy being outside and have come to really appreciate all of the colors that nature uses to paint the world."

Nathan chuckled. "Spoken like a true nature lover. Come on in-Anna is dying to meet you."

As Nathan opened the back door and beckoned Remus to come into the kitchen, a small brown haired woman came rushing in.

"Oh Remus, hello! It's so great to finally meet you! I'm Anna Granger. Hermione has told me all about you!"

"Has she now." He commented dryly.

She smiled, and Remus could see her daughter in her face, especially the eyes. "Oh nothing bad! I promise."

Remus was surprised to find that he was heartily enjoying himself. Most of the time, he was denied the pleasure of just sitting down with people and talking to them. Both Grangers were intelligent, and they had good conversation together.

As dinner drew to a close, Nathan's expression grew more serious.

"Remus, I know you and my daughter are in love with one another. I had my doubts about the sincerity of your relationship, but after meeting you, I can't help but like you."

"Mr. Granger, if I had a daughter as precious as Hermione, I would be concerned as well." He replied softly.

Nathan's smile returned. "You see? Again your prove yourself to be a decent man. Welcome to the family, Remus."

He was embraced first by one, then the other.

"From the way Hermione always talked about you, I could see this coming." Anna said. "She'd never really shown much interest in boys before, but after hearing things you said for the 14th time, I figured she had a crush on you."

He blushed. "She wasn't the only one!" he said laughingly.

"Ah, were you the safe teacher all the girls flocked to?" Nathan teased.

"Well, considering the only other teacher in the school under the age of 55 dresses in black, hates everyone except those in his own house and would torture you rather than say hello, there wasn't much competition. Besides, I pride myself on being a nice person and nice people seem to get attention." Remus said sedately.

That night, he wrote a letter to Hermione and sent it off with his owl. The evening had gone far better then he had planned.

Lying down on the bed in the guest bedroom, Remus felt truly happy for the first time in years.