I know it's been quite some time and I really do apologize but I lose interest in things occasionally. But now, I have a few ideas. It's just hard trying to make the characters seem human enough and still stay in character. If you find any part bad or in need of fixing just send me a note and I'll see what I can do. I greatly appreciate all your patience and kind reviews. And this chapter is for everyone who has reviewed thus far. Here we go

Disclaimer in Ch 1.

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She wandered aimlessly through the halls. He said he couldn't. He said he wouldn't. So now she wandered. And she ended up in front of his room. With her broken heart she lifted her hand and knocked softly. The sound of rustling and then of someone tripping reached her through the heavy oak doors. Slowly they swung open and he was before her.

"Hermione? What's the matter?" Jon asked her, worry immediately chasing the fatigue from his body. When she didn't answer her reached a hand out to touch her gently. She jumped and seemed to finally see him. "Hermione?"

"He..he.."

"Who?"

"Oh Remus." With that she threw herself into the young boys arms. Holding her tightly he pulled her into his room and shut the door.

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The office door slammed shut and Remus turned quickly to see his younger self glaring before him.

"Who the bloody hell do you think you are?" Jon asked, incensed and angry.

"What?"

"You know exactly what I mean. You know what I'm thinking! And I know what you did. You bastard.!"

"Leave me be, you've got her don't you?" The look Lupin threw Jon was icy and deadly. He turned his back and fixed the books on a shelf absently.

"What's the matter Remus? Can't deal with the fact that you never will? That you're just a sick old man who fancies a child?" The venom in Jon's voice matched the fury building in the older man. Whirling, Lupin fixed Jon with a stare screaming of barely contained violence.

"She's not a child! She's more then you'll ever know. Maybe one day you'll realize that. Don't you act like a saint because we both know what you are. This is her time, not yours. One day you'll disappear and she'll be left here alone. You'll be home and guess what? You'll grow into me. That's right. IN CASE YOU'VE GONE AND BLOODY FORGOTTEN YOU AND I ARE THE SAME DAMN PERSON!!"

He shook as the last of his breathe left him. Shoulders sagged as if pressed by a great weight. Jon just stood there, amazed as well as angry. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it quickly. Fixing Lupin with one final stare, he turned and place a hand on the doorknob. Lupin followed the boy's movements and stared hard when Jon turned.

"You're wrong. I'll never be you" With that the boy yanked open the heavy door and in a moment his footsteps faded from the room.

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XThe night beforeX

"Oh Remus." With that she threw herself into the young boys arms. Holding her tightly he pulled her into his room and shut the door.

"Hermione, what's the matter? Please tell me." Jon pleaded, reaching up to brush a stray hair from her face. Her face was streaked with tears and the dark bags under her eyes were a testament to those still to fall. Hermione moved forward when Jon pulled her gently towards him. She laid her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms tightly around him.

"He doesn't love me" The words were nearly silent and seemed to take Hermione's last tether of composure. Unshed tears now flowed freely, soaking Jon's borrowed robes as she buried her face into his shoulder. Silently he cursed himself, his older self.

"Tell me?" His words were equally silent. Coaxing and gentle. Jon felt Hermione shiver as his warm breath crossed her ear. When she didn't respond he pressed a gentle kiss there to soothe the chill. The gasp that left her urged him forward and he placed another kiss, this time on her cheek.

"Jon..."

"Hermione?" She was not fighting him, her only protest was half hearted and weak. Gathering his courage, Jon place a hand under Hermione's chin and lifted slightly. Her eyes were clouded, searching but distant. Leaning foreword, Jon place his lips upon hers. The rush of energy that hit him stunned him for a moment and he almost pulled away. For a second he felt Hermione sink into him, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Then the moment was broken and she pulled away. His lips were left burning as he watched her hand raise to touch her own.

"Jon. I'm sorry. I..We..I"

"What Hemrione? What? Why can't you fall in love with me? Why won't you let me love you? Because if you think I don't, you're wrong. I'm in love with you."

"Remus..You don't understand."

Jon pulled fully away from Hermione and stood up. His frustration taking him over. Without thinking he swept his desk clear of books and his school things. Turning around quickly he saw Hermione watching him with detached eyes. She showed no fear, only flinched as the loud snap of leather hitting stone echoed in the room. Wordlessly she stood and took the few steps towards the door. Jon made no move to stop her but spoke instead.

"You're in love with him."

"Yes. I am."

"I pity you."

"I don't need you too."

Jon didn't bother to look up as the door closed softly behind Hermione. Moving to his bed, he collapsed on the mattress and closed his eyes. Wishing the world away, he fell asleep.

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Remus watched Hermione leave the room from a shadow. No trace of tears was evident on the girl's face now. 'So he comforted her. He should be happy now' He thought bitterly. Remus had left the tower in search of Hermione and knew instinctively where to go. It was not a surprise when she left his room but it did not do much to dampen the jealousy and anger that were bubbling below the surface.

Turning after Hermione had disappeared, Remus slowly made his way to his quarters.

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