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Chapter 5

Kisses and Tears

It had been a couple of days since Harry had kissed me but he had not acknowledged it in any way. I followed his lead for a while but seriously, this was getting ridiculous. If he had just kissed me after singing then ignored me, that could be somewhat understandable, but he had went out of his way to kiss me. Enough was enough, this silence was, well, pissing me off. I decided I'd better talk to him before I got really mad and said something I'd regret.

I walked down to the kitchen to see Harry and Remus talking quietly but stopped when they saw me, giving me the distinct impression that the subject of their conversation was, well, me.

Shaking my head I walked over and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder, " Harry? Um, can I talk to you?"

He looked up at me and grinned, " Sure, lets go someplace more private." As he led me up the stairs I turned to look at Remus who was smiling and shaking his head at us. Harry led me to the sitting room Remus and I had talked in 4 days ago. There were so many memories in this room, me, my father, Remus and Harry had spent many nights in here just talking.

Before I could even utter a word Harry spun me in his arms and pressed his lips to mine in a searching kiss. He cupped my face with one hand and placed the other on my waist, his fingers pressing into my skin protectively and almost possessively. My heartbeat picked up as the feeling of Harry's warm hand seeped in to me and warmed me to the core. Wrapping my fingers in Harry's hair I moved to deepen the kiss but he pulled away. I looked up into his green eyes to see them hazed over with passion, lust?, that made me shiver. Not knowing what this meant I searched his eyes for some answer. As if knowing what I was thinking he smiled and kissed me softly.

"Why--?"

Harry silenced me with his lips in a sweet kiss, "shhh."

"I have to talk sometime."

"Not now."

"But I have to know---"

"Not now." he said again.

"Harry--"

"Can you be quiet for two seconds?" he asked playfully leading me to the sofa.

"Not when I want to know something."

"Then don't want to know."

"You're confusing me," I said softly kissing the corner of his mouth as I sat next to him. "I though we were going to talk."

He gave an overdramatic sigh, "Ok. We'll talk."

I smiled. He was letting me control the conversation but still trying to be in control as well. "Why haven't you been talking to me?"

"I had to work things out."

"What?"

"I wanted to make sure that I wasn't feeling this was towards you because we were both hurting."

"But we still are."

"I know."

"So how do you know what you feel is real?"

"How do you know?" he countered.

"Because I felt this way before Sirius died."

"Me too," his whispered and kissed me softly.

"Then why did you have to think?"

"I knew you were seeking comfort, I didn't want to talk advantage of that. I also wanted to make sure that my grief and the excitement of seeing you again didn't make me think I felt things that weren't really there."

Without thinking I pressed my lips to his silently telling him thank you for being so concerned. Pulling away I felt tears on my cheeks. Confused I looked at Harry to see him crying, the very sight of his tears made me start to cry. I opened my arms to Harry but instead he pulled me into his. Neither one of us knew exactly why the other was crying so therefore knew no other means of comfort then just to hold and lean on one another. Harry held on to me fiercely, " I don't want to be happy, Twinkle, but I am, and I hate myself for it," he whispered sadly.

"Harry, it's ok to be happy. Sirius would want us to be ok."

"I don't feel like I should be happy, you know? I mean he's dead and we're felling happier then we have ever felt in our lives."

I smiled thinking that I made Harry happier then he had ever felt. "We can't let our lives end with his death," I murmured, " I was supposed to tell you that. It's ok to laugh and be happy, we're not the ones who died, so we don't have to act dead inside."

"Where did that come from?" Harry asked wiping my tears away. I laughed at the gesture because he was still crying softly.

"Sirius told me, and he wanted me to tell you. He said he was going to tell you but that it would mean more coming from me."

"It does."

"Harry, I miss him so much, it hurts so much, right in my chest like someone drove a blade through me."

"When that goes away, there's a gaping hole, that can't be filled," he told me leaning back against the arm of the sofa. I laid my head and a hand on his chest, I could feel his heart beating strongly.

"Will it ever go away?"

He kissed the top of my head, "I damn well hope so."

"Me too."

Harry took a deep ragged breath, "Has Lupin talked to you?" I knew he was trying to steer the conversation to less painful areas, that was just fine with me.

"About what?"

"Apparently not. You should go talk to him."

"I want to stay here, with you."

He wrapped his arms tightly around me, " I want you to stay here as well."

"And I want to vomit." I heard Snape sneer from the doorway. We both sat up quickly and wiped our eyes.

"What do you want?" I spat.

"Dumbledore and your godfather would like to talk to you, in the kitchen." I walked out of the room and stared to the stairs with Harry in tow when Snape cleared his throat. We turned to him. "Alone, Mr. Potter."

"What ever they want to say to me they can say in front of Harry."

"I doubt that Miss. Black."

"I know what they are going to talk to her about anyway."

"Do you?"

"Leave us alone, Snape, you hurt my feelings and I don't want to listen to anything else you have to say just now."

"I am so sorry, Miss Black. The next time I open my mouth my first priority will be your feelings."

"I don't see how you could, seeing as you don't even know what those are."

Snape opened his mouth to respond when we heard Lupin clear his throat. I turned to look to see him standing at the top of the stairs leading to the kitchen with an amused look on his face, "As much as I hate to interrupt this battle of wits, Dumbledore is waiting."

I shrugged, "I'd have won anyway."

"In your dreams."

"Like anyone would dream of you." I could tell my insult stung but a split second later Snape's face was back to being a controlled mask, quick enough for me to doubt what I'd seen.

"Let's go, Moon Child and let Severus get on his way." Remus said. I figured he'd seen what I had. Turning to go downstairs with Harry in tow Remus stopped us, "We want to talk to you alone, Daughter."

I shot a panicky glance to Harry then to Remus, "Can't Harry come with me?"

Remus chuckled, "We won't bite." I raised an eyebrow at him and he chuckled again, "Well maybe I bite, but Dumbledore doesn't, he'll protect you," he said as we walked into the kitchen. When Dumbledore saw me he stood up.

"Ah, Miss. Black. So nice to see you again."

"Wish I could say the same," I said shaking his hand.

"You don't like me?" He asked humorously.

"Wish different circumstances," I murmured sitting in the chair Dumbledore directed me too, next to where Remus was standing.

"Yes, well you must take them as they come," he said thoughtfully, "On to business. Have you been keeping up on the schoolwork we've been sending you?"

"Yes. I have been sending it back when I finished."

"No doubt you have. Have you understood it?"

"Yes."

"Then I believe you can attend Hogwarts, at 6th year level."

"Really?"

"You don't believe me?" he asked with a smile.

"I do."

"Wonderful. Now, if I'm not mistaken, Remus has some business as well."

I turned to him, he had taken the seat next to me, and saw him fidgeting nervously. "You ok, Remus?" He opened his mouth and made the same squeaking noise he made when Sirius told us Remus was my godfather. It worried me a little because it was so out of character. He was more inclined to growl, and even that wasn't often. "Remus?" I placed a hand on his arm. Remus smiled.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Um…here, read this," he handed me a official looking paper.

My eyes widened as they scanned the paper, "Adoption papers?"

He nodded, "I haven't signed them. I didn't want to until you said it was ok."

"I see my mother already signed them," I said bitterly.

"She's had them since Sirius showed back up. If you say no, I'll throw them in the fire. But if you say yes, you will live here, with me." He said nervously.

"Why did you even ask?"

"I understand. It was stupid of me to even think that you would want to…."

"God, Remus, you're just like Sirius. Why did you think that meant no?"

"Who would want to live with a werewolf?"

"Have you lived with my mom and Jake? They are a million times worse than living with a werewolf."

"So you want me to sign."

"Hell, yes!"

Remus grinned, signed the papers in front of him and then hugged me tightly.

Dumbledore stood up after signing on the line for the witness, "Well I have to be going. Pressing business and all that. Must go say a word to Harry first." With that he swept out of the room leaving me and Remus alone.

"How did your talk with Harry go?" Remus asked putting the papers into his briefcase.

"Good."

He looked at me, "Just good?"

I grinned, "Maybe a little better."

He chuckled, "Remind me to threaten his life."

"There's one empty threat if I've ever heard one."

He clucked his tongue, "Touché ."

"What do I call you?"

"Well obviously not dad. Just Remus works, unless you have any others."

"God?" I asked jokingly.

"I'm flattered that you think that but not so appropriate, given the circumstances."

"What circumstances?"

"Werewolf." he said plainly

I shrugged, "Stop being all self depreciating."

He smiled, "I'll try."

"You do that."

"Why are you still here?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know you're itching to go tell Harry."

I grinned and went to my room to see Harry sitting on my bed.

"Hey." I sat next to him.

"Hey. So what's up?" He slung an arm around my shoulders and kissed my cheek.

"I'm going to Hogwarts with you."

"Awesome. What year will you be?"

I looked at him confused "6th."

"Won't you be behind?"

"No. I've been studding long distance by owl since I was 11."

"Oh."

"There's something else."

"What?" He asked in a worried voice.

I took his face in my hands and kissed him softly, "Nothing bad. I'm living here permanently."

"You are?"

"Yes. Remus just signed the 'adoption papers'."

"He adopted you?"

"Yeah, apparently my mom has had them drawn up since Sirius came back, I guess she was just waiting for him to die so she could shove me off on his friends." I said softly.

"I guess." He said just as softly. I kicked myself mentally, knowing his home is 100 times worse than mine ever was.

"I don't mean to sound ungrateful. I'm thrilled, I love Remus."

He smiled, "don't feel bad, twinkle. You do deserve to be happy."

"So do you, Harry." I said kissing him.

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I must apoligize again for the sickly sweet ending.

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