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Blue Flowers of Celestial Years

Chapter 7: "My Dark Demon"

"Well, I must say, Ginny, when you said you'll be back this evening, I wasn't expecting you to be back because of detention."

Ginny let out a sound that sounded like a cross between a screech and a snarl.

"But I take it you aren't too happy about it?"

Ginny snarled as she dipped the sponge into the hot water, brought it to the blackboard, and started washing it. She scrubbed it so hard that it was threatening to snap in half.

"But thank you for turning in your essay, even if it is late." Remus continued, trying to make conversation.

Ginny still did not say anything. She threw the sponge in the bucket, and turned around to face her teacher.

"So, what did I get on it? A 'T'? 'Cause that would make my day complete!" Ginny screeched.

"No, you got an 'O.'"

Ginny nodded gratefully, and took her school wizard robe off (she still has on her shirt and skirt). Since exiting Professor McGonagall's classroom, Ginny and the others did not go to Madam Pomphry's hospital wing; therefore, the red head still has her bruised eye and busted lip.

"It's hot in here." Ginny said as she put her robe down on the desk she sits in, and then went back to washing the blackboard without magic.

"Indeed…" Remus muttered, his eyes straying on Ginny before he mentally slapped himself for such thoughts.

"I decided to take your suggestion, Remus." Ginny said as she wiped the board with less hostility and anger. "I'm going to become a Healer."

"And a fine Healer you'll be." Remus complemented, looking over a new piece of paper that came with Ginny's essay. He looked over it, picked up his feather pen, and made a circle somewhere along the paper.

Remus got up, carrying Ginny's essay and the unknown paper, and then set it down on her desk.

"Am I done for the night?" Ginny asked after she finished hand drying the board.

"It's only 7:30." Remus informed, looking at his watch. "You still have four more hours to go."

"Well, blood hell! Is there anything to do to pass up the time?"

"Well… you could always scrub the floors, clean out the backroom, clean the Medusa Goblin's cage, clean the desks, clean the chairs, clean my desk, clean my chair, and clean my room."

Remus became very amused when sparks came out of Ginny's eyes. Although she gave him a look that could give any creature a heart attack, Remus was strangely tickled by it, and he laughed quietly.

"Is it really that amusing?" Ginny demanded as she went to her desk and picked up her papers. She looked at her essay, and then looked at the unknown piece of paper; what she saw startled her.

It was the paper where she wrote down her name, and then tried to guess at Remus' middle name; she completely forgot she had it! However, Remus did not say anything, and he even answered her questioning.

Where Ginny had written the middle name "John" is where Remus circled.

"So you're middle name is John?" Ginny asked, looking at the teacher.

"Yes, it is." Remus answered. "My middle name came from my uncle, John. I didn't know your middle name means 'flower.'"

"Yep, from the old Irish language."

"You like flowers?"

Ginny nodded, transfiguring the vase on Remus' desk into several blue flowers.

"I think blue flowers are the best because one, it's my favorite color, and two, because they are the only flowers I know that have a color that is thought to be related to being depressed, yet they look so beautiful and happy." Ginny stated while looking lovingly at the flowers, and played gently with one of the pedals.

"Very philosophic."

"Don't you think the flowers look beautiful and happy too, Remus?"

Remus was startled by the sudden question. He looked down at the harmless blue flowers that Ginny transfigured out of his vase.

"I think they do." He finally answered.

Ginny smiled and looked back down at the flowers.

"Did you know that in Japan, blue roses are used for mourning?" she asked.

"No, I didn't know that. I guess we all learn something new every day, huh?"

"Yep."

They were silent as Remus graded some more papers, and then started humming a song Ginny was not familiar with.

"Why do you always hum while you grade papers?"

"Because it helps me to concentrate better." Remus answered as he marked a couple of items wrong.

"What song are you humming? I've never heard it."

"It's just a muggle song that was popular… hmm, about the time when my parents were young adults, giving each other big 'goo-goo' eyes."

Ginny laughed while holding her sides.

"What's wrong with giving someone you love big 'goo-goo' eyes?" Ginny asked while laughing.

"Nothing is wrong with it, I guess."

Ginny's laughter slowly faded away and she continued to look at the blue flowers.

"Have you heard of the Roman goddess, Ceres?" she asked.

"Yes, I have. Her Roman name is Ceres, and her Greek name is Demeter."

Ginny nodded while she picking up a flower and examined it.

"Ceres is one of my favorite goddesses because she was the goddess of the harvest. She also harvested flowers, preferably blue."

"You seem to know a lot about Roman muggle stories." Remus complemented, finishing the last graded paper.

"When I was little, I use to go to my dad's work place and spend the day in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. The 'junk office' in the back is where the workers keep the unreturned muggle artifacts; in it, there are shelves after shelves full of muggle books. I read the child books first, but then I opened a Roman mythology book and I fell in love."

"So, that's how you knew about Medusa?"

"Yes, and then Hermione told me about the Medusa Goblin."

Ginny set the blue flower she was examining back down on the teacher's desk.

"Blue Flowers of Celestial Years…" Ginny whispered to herself.

"Pardon?"

Ginny looked up, surprised, as if she did not say anything.

"Oh, Blue Flowers of Celestial Years is a book I read in my dad's office. I forgot who the author is, but I remember the story. A woman grew up without any real family around her, except for her garden, which is of course, nothing but blue flowers. She waits for someone she can fall back on, someone who would never let her fall. She meets that someone, they fall in love, and later on she dies. The bittersweet part about the book is that her main fear is that no one would miss her; that no one would mourn her death. This story is set in a culture that gives their deceased loved ones blue flowers because that means that they are always thinking of them.

Her lover plants blue flowers on her grave that are fully bloomed on her birthday. He showed her that he would never forget her; my favorite quote that I will always remember is when he told her, 'I will always mourn for you.'

I remember the title definitely caught my attention. It was a book for adults on a more seventh year level, and I read it when I was eight, I think. Now that I remember the title, I can define it; 'Blue Flowers' is to 'always remember those you love.' And 'Celestial Years' is 'heavenly divine years.' So, 'Blue Flowers of Celestial Years' means, 'always remember those you love in heavenly divine years.'"

Ginny looked at Remus, whose eyebrows were raised in surprise.

"I'm sorry," Ginny said, looking down at her lap. "I'm blabbering again."

"You're not blabbering." Remus tried to reassure her. "I'm just a bit surprised at how advanced you are in critical thinking, and debates."

"Well, of course I would be good in debates." Ginny laughed. "Look at who my mum is!"

Remus laughed, and suddenly there was a knock on the door. Ginny quickly jumped up and started scrubbing the already clean blackboard. The door opened, and a sneering, bad mood Professor Snape came walking in, carrying a goblet filled with a liquid that had vapors rising from it.

"Sounds more like you're having a party rather than detention." Snape growled, carefully setting the goblet down on Remus' desk.

"We were just having a small discussion, Severus." Remus informed with a smile. "Care to join us?"

"I'd rather not. I have more important things to do."

"Like make Harry as miserable as possible?" Ginny mumbled, but Snape's sharp ears heard it.

"That is none of your concern, Miss Weasley. He attacked Mr. Malfoy; therefore he must suffer the consequences."

Ginny wanted to say something more, but she held her tongue and continued to scrub the blackboard in a very rough manner.

"Thank you for the potion, Severus." Remus thanked, gently bringing the goblet closer to him.

Snape snorted, but gave Remus one quick nod before heading out of the classroom. After the door closed, Ginny threw the sponge at the closed door. Remus chuckled, his mouth filled with Wolfsbane potion, threatening to spew it out. However, he held fast and swallowed the first sip.

"Merlin, I'm so sick of him!" Ginny cried out, throwing her hands up.

"Severus really isn't that bad of a person."

"Just what makes him so great?"

"Well, for one, he must have realized that Voldemort's ways are wrong, and two, he risks his life for the Order just so we can make plans to stay one step ahead of Voldemort."

Ginny could not retort, or disprove, what Remus said, so she decided not to say anything. As she went over to the door to get the sponge, Remus looked at the blackboard that was drying.

"You might not want to clean the blackboard anymore; I'm afraid if you do, then you'll clean a hole right through it."

Ginny gave a small laugh, and winced when the cut on her busted lip split. That reopened the wound and trickles of blood trailed down her chin.

"Why didn't you go to Madam Pomphry for your injuries?" Remus inquired with a look of great concern.

"Are you jesting?! The fight caused a lot of students to have injuries and the 'main culprits' just walk in the crowded hospital wing and ask for healing?! Pomphry would be biting our heads off in a millisecond!"

"Hmm… good point." Remus chuckled, taking out his wand, and walked around the desk to Ginny's side. "I happened to know how to heal small injuries like that. Would you like for me to heal them?"

"Sure, if you want." Ginny answered with a shrug of her shoulders.

When Remus gently placed his hand under Ginny's chin for support, his touch caused a reaction that felt like electric shocks that was sent throughout her body. She closed her eyes, not even hearing the whispered incantation her teacher said as his wand was pointed to her abused eye.

Ginny let out a small sigh through her barely opened lips as her heart pounded, making her feel delightfully dizzy. Emotions that have been nourished in her heart began to spread through her body, and she was consumed by it.

Ginny's emotions were much stronger than when her heart first nourished them; it became the blood in her veins, the breath in her lungs, and the food in her stomach. They became part of her soul that another tried to claim as his own, but she would not allow him to; her soul belonged to her and the person she would give it to. At the moment, Ginny's soul cried out for the person supporting her chin, and her heart ached for him.

That is what scared Ginny the most. She had never, in her whole life, ever felt anything so powerful inside her. She knew that if Remus asked her for anything, she would grant it without a second thought, and without regret, no matter what the outcome was. It was like he had complete control over Ginny that he did not know he had.

Control over Ginny that made her feel powerless to over take it, or to stop it. The power was not like Tom Riddle's power over her; that was mind power, taking advantage of her trust. This power is a loving, caring power over her heart.

All Ginny could do was breath in Remus' sent that a human without a curse can only describe as him. If she would give it a name, she would have said he smells like a rich, delicate spice. The ultimate complexity about the power and emotion that mainly scared Ginny is if her emotions were denied, she knew her soul would shatter. Nothing will be left of her but piece that would not be picked up by anyone because she would not allow them.

"There, all healed." Remus said, setting his wand down on the desk.

Ginny was speechless as she stared up at her teacher, a man that had twenty more years of life's experience above her own. Yet her heart ached for him; she had to be with him. Suddenly her eyes began to burn, and her vision became blurry. Ginny blinked and felt a liquid roll down her cheeks, and to the corner of her mouth where it was sucked up by the air pressure. Remus looked puzzled and worried.

"Gi-Ginny, you're crying."

Ginny used her sleeves to wipe the offending, salty liquid away; but that powerful emotion struck her again, causing her to heave a shaky sob. Remus wrapped his arms around Ginny, his fingers soothingly running through her blood-red hair.

Ginny stood up, her knees felt like water in his arms, but she managed to stand on her own legs. She wrapped her arms around Remus and buried the side of her face into his strong chest.

Ginny heaved another sob, muffled by Remus' shirt. She hugged him so tight that any normal man would not have been able to breath, but Remus is not normal; and that is what Ginny loves about him.

"Ginny, why are you crying?"

She did not answer. How can she answer a question that she did not even know the answer to? When Ginny did not answer, Remus just assumed it was because of the frustrations of her day.

"Remus, would you mourn for me if I died?" Ginny asked, her voice muffled by his shirt.

"Well, a lot of people would, Ginny. Your mother, your father, your brothers—"

"I mean you, Remus, would you mourn for me if I died?"

Ginny looked up, her eyes red and puffy from crying, but they were still beautiful just the same. Remus thought about her question, knowing he had to answer carefully.

"Yes, Ginny, I would."

Ginny sighed tiredly through a smile and let go of Remus to wipe the tears from her eyes. She might understand this emotion she feels later, but right now, she is not going to cry because of it.

"Are you alright now?"

"Yes, I am."

Remus smiled, his crystal-blue eyes twinkling at her. Ginny stood in shock; she had never seen that look on his face for as long as she had known him. It was a look that could not be described very well, but as a warm look. His eyes were warm, despite the cold color they held, yet behind those eyes was a cautious look.

It was like Remus was in battle with himself; one side being consumed by something, and another side telling him he is on dangerous grounds, and to escape to safer territory.

"Um, Remus, if you don't mind me asking…" Ginny started, not knowing what she wanted to ask. "What is it like being a werewolf?"

Ginny mentally smacked herself for asking such a question. That was the only question she blurted out because she looked at the goblet that held the Wolfsbane potion. Remus seemed to have been snapped back into reality because he suddenly remembered to drink the Wolfsbane potion.

He walked over to his desk, cautiously sniffed it, and then sipped it.

"Well, it has its ups and downs." Remus answered, taking another sip.

"Like what?" Ginny pressed.

"I'm sick most of the time, as if you haven't noticed, and transformations aren't exactly comfortable. I have to drink this awful tasting liquid just to keep myself in my right state of mind. It gets lonely at times when I'm in my office, but at least I can keep my mind now."

Remus held up the goblet showing Ginny what he meant by his statement.

"And the optimistic view?"

"I have a strong sense of smell, hear, sight, and I can see in the dark."

Ginny thought about what he said.

"But on the train, my second year, you had to say 'lumos' because you couldn't see."

Remus nodded, finally finishing the Wolfsbane potion, and he set it down on the desk.

"True, I could not see because that was a Dementor's darkness that consumes you and your happiness. It makes you lost in your unhappy memories and leaves a painful ache in your heart. Even if I am a werewolf, I cannot see in that kind of darkness, but I can see in the natural darkness that must come when the sun sets."

"Oh, okay, now I understand."

Ginny looked at the books on Remus' bookshelf and she briefly wondered if he had any Roman mythology books.

"Ginny, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?"

Ginny looked back at Remus, wondering what kind of personal question he wanted to ask; well, there was only one way to find out.

"You may."

"On the train, your second year, after I sent the Patronus Charm towards the Dementor, you looked awfully pale; almost as bad as Harry, close to the point of passing out. My question is, what sort of bad memories did you see?"

Ginny unconsciously touched her arms that were covered by the uniform's long sleeves.

"Bad memories…" Ginny whispered, looking back at the bookshelf. "A very bad person who haunts me in darkness; everyone thinks he's dead, but he still lives on inside of me. He scares me, he teases me, and he provokes me. He is the demon that haunts my soul."

"Who is he?"

Ginny closed her eyes, shook her head, and looked back at her wise teacher with a look in her eyes that told many stories of a lost soul.

"He is my Dark Demon."

Remus, in a way, understood what Ginny meant by what she said. The werewolf in him is his Dark Demon that haunted him mercilessly in his younger years. The Dark Demon that laughed at his efforts, and beat him down at any given chance. The Wolfsbane potion was the only thing that kept the werewolf from him during his time of transformation, but the demon still came to haunt him in his dreams.

"Remus…"

Ginny's voice brought Remus out of his musings, and he looked up at the redhead who looked so small, innocent, and helpless; he could not help but wonder if she is only a child with huge breasts. At that thought, Remus' eyes briefly looked at the huge, twin lumps, and then forced his gaze back up to her eyes.

"Is it possible for someone who is supposed to be dead to live on inside of you?" Ginny asked with sadness in her eyes.

It pained Remus to see that sort of pain in Ginny's eyes, but he did not know what to do to sooth it from her.

"It is possible." Remus answered. "For, if you remember that person, they will live on inside of you because you give that person life just by remembering them. Do you understand?"

"I think so." Ginny answered with a nod.

Easier said than done, as muggles say, Remus. Ginny thought to herself, thinking about how impossible it is to forget about Tom, especially because of the way he scar her so.

"Tell me something, Gin-Gin." Remus began.

Ginny snapped her attention back to Remus, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Gin-Gin?" she inquired, tilting her head to the side slightly.

"I just thought it was a cute nickname." Remus said with a shrug. "You don't like it?"

"No!" Ginny blushed. "I mean, I like it, it's just… different. But I don't mind if you call me Gin-Gin if… it will only be you who calls me that."

"Deal." Remus said with a nod. "So, tell me… What do you see when you look at me?"

Ginny squinted her eyes, not really understanding what he meant when he asked that.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean… what do you see in me?"

Ginny's gaze went upward in deep thought. No one had really asked her such a deep question and she was taken back by it. Her eyes moved back down to look at him after she found her answers.

"I see you." Ginny whispered.

Remus was clearly puzzled by her answer that Ginny thought made perfect sense, but she decided to clear it up for him anyway.

"What I mean by that is when I look at you, I don't see a beast that everyone fears; nor do I see a person that is just a shell that holds the beast in until that full moon comes. When I look at you, I just see Remus J. Lupin, a man that fights another part of himself that he is just not willing to accept yet. If Remus cannot accept all of himself, his werewolf side and his faults, then he can never truly be happy. When I look at you, I see all of Remus J. Lupin, and I accept him for everything he is, including his werewolf self."

After Ginny's explanation, Remus felt the werewolf side of him stir, threatening to take over the body form he had at that moment. Remus knew what the werewolf wanted, he knew what the werewolf stirred so strongly for; the beast wanted to come out and claim the girl that sat beside him as his mate. The professor closed his eyes tightly, fighting his other side back down into his heart. His human side would not permit that beast to touch Ginny, for a beast does not have any sense of morals or values; the girl is too young.

Remus finally understood why he could never settle down with any other human female; not because he was afraid all the other women in his past would not accept his werewolf side, but because his other half did not accept them. Now, his other half wanted Ginny, but his human half would not allow it.

"What about me?" Ginny asked with tiredness in her voice that Remus did not hear. "What do you see when you look at me?"

Remus breathed hard, the werewolf side threatening to gain control, to jump on the young girl sitting beside him and damaging her. He took a deep breath, and the beast went back down into his heart.

"I see…" Remus began. "I see a sweet young woman who experienced something that she should not have so early in her life. Something that left a deep scar on her, and she had to learn the hard way to be cautious before she willingly trusted others who appeared to be her friends."

"You know about that?"

"Only a little bit; Dumbledore told me when I first came to teach here. Did you not think it odd that I favored you the most out of everyone else in the class? We are, in a way, both cursed to carry such burdens for the rest of our lives; we are the same, me and you."

"I'm glad… that you think we have… so much in common…"

Remus' eyes widened when he felt Ginny's body press up against him. Her huge breasts squished into his left arm, and his heart did flip-flops in his chest when he heard her soft breathing.

"Um, Miss Weasley," Remus said, returning into the professional mode again. "I don't think this is very appropriate."

Remus looked down and, to his surprise, saw Ginny sleeping against him, the long day taking quite a toll on her body. He could not carry her all the way up to Gryffindor tower, and up to her dormitory, in fear that the other teachers will know that Ginny fell asleep during detention. If they knew she fell asleep during her punishment, they would give her extra weeks worth of detention, plus take away her Hogsmeade weekend. So, what should he do…?

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Ginny woke up in a bed that she knew was not her own. She stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling that was just not what she was familiar to waking up to in her dorm, or at the Burrow. Finally, memories started to come back to her; she fell asleep on Remus!

Ginny blushed, and sat up quickly, and the first sight that met her eyes was Remus asleep on his comfy red couch. She could not help but smile at the sight of him peacefully breathing deeply, his eyes closed, and the gray hairs rested wonderfully on his face.

Now that was a beautiful sight to wake up to, and Ginny would give anything to keep waking up to that sight. It would make life worth living again.

Ginny got out of Remus' bed and walked over to his laying form. She wanted to get a closer look before she had to go back to the world outside. Oh sweet refuge!

Ginny held her hand out, running her fingers through his soft hair, brushing it out of his face, giggling when his nose twitched. Suddenly, his crystal-blue blue eyes showed, immediately landing on Ginny. Remus' face blushed deep red when his eyes trialed from her face, and down her body. It was then that Ginny realized she was only in her bra and knickers.

She jumped back with a squeal, trying in vein to cover herself up with her uncovered arms. Ginny looked down at her arms and back to Remus in fear; he saw her exposed arms! Ginny turned her back on Remus, trying to cover them up, forgetting about her other almost exposed parts.

"I saw them last night when I was taking your uniform off." Remus explained. "Forgive me if I have offended you."

Ginny shook her head, her eyes filling with tears as she quickly got her uniform clothes, and ran out the bedroom door. Thankfully, it was the weekend, and no students were in the classroom. She quickly got her uniform on, trying to brush out the wrinkles. Realizing she left poor Remus without an explanation, she quickly went back into his bedroom.

Ginny walked in on Remus just when he was trying to get a shirt on. For a brief moment, she saw all the physical scars that were on his body. One scar was thin, but long; it started from his left shoulder, and went in a diagonal angle, stopping just inches from his hips. The other scars, one that looked like he got in a nasty fight with another werewolf, were four scars (closely together) started from his diaphragm all the way to his lower rib cage.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Ginny cried out, turning her back on him.

Remus quickly got his shirt on.

"It's okay, no harm done."

"How did you get those scars?" Ginny boldly asked.

Remus was silent for a few seconds, and then replied, "Well, the first ones came from when I was a child. The first time I transformed into a werewolf I went out into the forest so my parents would not be in danger. That night, I, heh, got into a little brawl with another werewolf. I only remember flashes of the fight, but I do remember having him, or her, pinned beneath me, and he or she carved those scars into me. It was a rather nasty wound that even my fast healing body could not heal completely.

"The other one… the thin one, it came from another battle we had with Voldomort's Death Eaters. That night, there was the Order, and several Aurors fighting. I have a habit of… cornering people; and what happens when you corner a desperate person?"

"They fight back?" Ginny answered with a question.

"Exactly; they fight back. Well, that person latched out with such a force that I was not anticipating. See, Peter was the spy that we did not know about, and although he did not say my name, he informed his fellow Death Eaters that there was a werewolf within the Order. Those Death Eaters armed themselves with razors made out of silver. Since the person I trapped was without his wand, he stabbed me in the shoulder, dragging down as far, and as deep, as possible before I collapsed, convulsing on the ground."

Ginny closed her eyes, knowing what horror it was to feel oneself dying. Remus must have felt that when he collapsed on the ground, the silver hissing and eating away at his flesh. His friends must have panicked, wondering what was wrong with their wounded friend. It was also when they were fighting against Voldemort.

"I know what it is like… to bear scars that came from fighting… him." Ginny commented in a low whisper, bitterly spitting out the word 'him.'

Ginny rolled up her sleeves, showing Remus the jagged, uneven scars that, once new and deep, now covered her forearms and upper arms.

"It took a while for him to be able to control me, and he led me on while I was so willing to trust him. When he possessed me for, I think it was the second time, he had me write a message on the wall, in blood. No one, even now, wondered where the blood came from. But I'll tell you….

"Whenever he had me write a message, he would have me write it in blood. But it was my blood I had to use. He had me dig my fingernails deep into my arm, forcing blood out so it coated onto my fingers, and then he would have me write the message."

Ginny quickly rolled her sleeves down.

"Even now, no one, not even my own family, knows that I have physical scars to remind me of what happened, of what I did… Well, except you now." Ginny said, smiling bitterly.

How could she have been such a stupid, naïve little girl that trusted an inanimate object that talked back to her? Then again, in the magic world, one really cannot tell when something was evil or not. But she was not a muggle born! She grew up with magic in her life! She should have known better!

"I should have known better!" Ginny cried out helplessly.

Remus reached over to the girl, wrapping her up in his safe arms, wishing to fight her Dark Demon away. Ginny's sobs slowed down after a little while, and her arms came around Remus, wishing he could always hold her. But reality came crashing back to her when she realized their roles; student and teacher.

"I should have known better than to go into the woods during a full moon." Remus whispered. "But we are human, and humans make mistakes, no matter what our status, no matter how rich we are, we are still all human. We just have to accept the consequences of our actions."

Ginny looked up at Remus.

"But you haven't accepted your consequence for going into the woods that fateful night. You still deny your werewolf side."

Remus nodded, letting Ginny out of his arms.

"That is true." He agreed. "But after what you said, I have decided to work on myself, to accept my werewolf side."

Ginny smiled proudly at Remus.

"Then what do I do about the demon who haunts me?" she asked, feeling despaired.

"He is not part of you, so I am suggesting that you fight him as hard as you can. The consequences should not be so severe for you because you were so willing to trust him."

Ginny nodded, determination filling her thanks to her professor… whom she hugged many times.

"Thank you. I'm going to go to my dormitory and change clothes; there is a Hogsmeade trip today."

Remus smiled.

"You do that."

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Ginny stood in the shower with the very warm water running on her face. The clouded vapors rose around her, as well as off her skin. She sighed, thinking about Remus' arms. Where do they stand in their relationship? Ginny turned around, wetting her hair again.

She longs for him so much…

Ginny's eyes snapped open. No way! There is no way that she… Realization came into Ginny's mind that made her slap her hand over her mouth in disbelief. No wonder she did not realize it before! Her long-since-been-over crush on Harry was never as powerful as what she held for him.

"I am in love with Remus…"

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AN: Some of you readers are probably wondering why this Ginny I am borrowing from J.K. Rowling has scars all over her arms.

My explanation: In the American version (that is the only one I can get) of Chamber of Secrets, in a chapter, Harry hears a voice saying, "I SMELL BLOOD!!!" That, of course, is the Basilisk traveling all over in the pipes, and then the trio sees the message on the wall. Though J.K. Rowling never said in the book that the message is written in blood (even though the movie does), I assume that it is. Why? Because one, the Basilisk was traveling around in the pipes saying, "I SMELL BLOOD!!!" and the pipes are in the walls, and the message was on the wall. However, the Basilisk could say that he smelled blood through the students' flesh.

Two, a message like that, aside from part of it being about the Chamber of Secrets being opened, could hardly strike fear into the hearts of students if it was written in ink, because many of them did not know what the Chamber of Secrets was. They staff, however, is a completely different story.

Later, in the book, a chapter mentions that a cold virus was going around school, and Madam Pomphry is giving students the pepper potion. Ginny is looking pale so Percy tells her to take some pepper potion, which Ginny takes without complaint like the normal, fiery Ginny would have. She could have been looking so pale, and not put up a good fight with her brother, because she had wounds on her arms, and she had a lack of blood from writing the messages. Then again, she could have been so stressed about the attacks that have been happening, and the fact that her soul is starting to be taken by Tom Riddle.

What I have written is just a theory, and it is not official as if the awesome J.K. Rowling wrote it. So, you readers have the choice to believe it, or to discard it. Thank you for listening to my rambling!

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LupinFan227: I had that part of this fan fic in my head for a while as well. I guess great minds do think alike!! I still think your mind is better than mine. Thank you for your comment about the last chapter. Ginny was having a very bad day, like Harry was having a very bad year in his fifth year when everything was going wrong. God knows how irritated I was when I was reading about Harry's fifth year. I think a lot of people were. Well, your first question about what is going to happen when Ginny is in detention with Remus (again) is answered, and I hope you liked it. Remus did have interesting thoughts about Ginny's "naked" picture. I'll bet he did take a very, VERY cold shower. My answer to your second question, sure! (shoves Remus into reviewer's arms) Thank you for your review!!!

Loz: A prostate is the gland in the male genitals that "goes off" when the man has an orgasm. When a man has prostate cancer, he either can not orgasm, or he ends up shooting blanks. Thank you for your complement, and thank you for reviewing!!

Branmuffinpower: Reminisce is spelled correctly. I must say, your review gave me quite a laugh, and thank you for that because I was having a not-so-good day that day. Thank you!! Yes, there is tension building between Remus and Ginny, which both of them are fighting for now, and Remus will keep fighting even after Ginny accepts it. I think I gave you a spoiler… sorry! Thank you for your review!!!

Elizabeth Turner: I would have started crying if I got a Howler and it went off in the middle of the Great Hall, too. Howlers should be band from Hogwarts! Yes, it is convenient that Ginny gets stuck in detention with Remus because one, it really was not her fault that she got dragged into the fight, and two, because it is not Ginny's fault, she would not be punished as badly with Remus as she would with any other teacher. Heehee!! Go Remus!!! McGonagall knowing about Remus and Ginny? No. Dumbledore? …Maybe… heehee… I'll never tell!!! I'll never tell!!!! (realized people are looking at her weirdly) Hem… Thank you for your review!!!!

for your eyes only: Thank you for liking my fic, and telling me Happy Birthday!!! Harry does have a little 'thing' for Ginny, but it will go away. After all, what guy wouldn't have a thing for a hot, sexy, beautiful redheaded babe with huge breasts, perfectly thin waist, and perfect thighs? …Besides a gay guy… and an egotistical Malfoy… and a hot tempered poison/potions master… and an old Headmaster… and a faithful guy who would stay to his girl no matter what… and… oh, forget it… Thank you for your review!!!!