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Authoress's Note-Aren't I just the best updater to update to fics within two days of each other? -grins proudly- I'm still happy about the last chapter and the only downside is that I'm not Emmeline! -sobs hysterically- Anyway hope you like this chapter! E.D.J.

Thanks for the reviews!

Professor D.S. Silvers- YesI is happy too.

ThelovelyladyLily- Your friend read some of Seven Years of Marauding? Did he review?

brooklyngirl- Yay you finished Trickster's Queen! The book made my friends and me sad though because Nawat was not in it a lot! -sobs- AND when he was in it, he wasn't hysterically funny like in Trickster's Choice! Oh well he's still hot. -grins- I've finally finished Squire and Lady Knight and I was incredibly sad that she wasn't in love with Neal anymore and I was mucho pissed at Dom and Cleon (well more at Dom and Kel for being so fickle), but I'm over it now even though I'm still bitter. -is bitter- I still love Neal more than Dom and I wish I was Yuki. -sighs- And I still wish as Emmeline and I wish I was Ella from Ella Enchanted (not the damn movie, the book! Anne Hathaway, TERRIBLE! Char guy, TERRIBLE AND UGLY!), and someone named Kate from a really good book called Sorcery & Cecilia (really hot guy Thomas! -sighs-) Anyway I'll stop for now. Thanks for the Thanksgiving turkey review deliverer! He was delish.

Shanti/shiznigh- Quite on the contrary, my friend. You are wrong as well as right about the hippocampus. It is indeed a section of the brain (googling the word on my part led me to realize this), but it is alsoa half horse, half fish magical beast inNewt Scamander's Fantastic Beasts & Where to Find Them. I can assure you that I was referring to the magical beast and not the section of the brain.

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Ch. 19- Threats Always Lead to Confessions

Emmeline felt like she was floating as she made her way across the sand to Hestia's house. Remus had kissed her! She had kissed him! She sighed happily as she quietly opened the door and slipped inside. Emmeline tiptoed up the stairs and when she reached the top she saw Hestia sitting on the sofa, a book propped against her knees.

"Hey, Hestia," she whispered, knowing Lily and Monica were most definitely still sleeping.

Hestia muttered a hello and glanced up from her book as Emmeline sat down in the chair across from her. "You have a weird look on your face, Em," she declared, setting her book down on the coffee table.

"What? My face is perfectly normal!" said Emmeline defensively, realizing she'd been grinning like an idiot.

"Do you normally look like this?" asked Hestia, doing an imitation of Emmeline. Her face looked rather soppy and lovesick. "What happened? Unless… he kissed you!"

"What? How'd you…" gasped Emmeline.

"It's a gift," said Hestia smugly. "Oh I can't wait to meet this bloke from the beach!"

"Bloke from the what?" asked Emmeline, utterly confused.

"From the beach!" exclaimed Hestia, squinting at her. "The one who you said you were with last night? That isn't who kissed you?"

"No, actually I made him up," said Emmeline, rather embarrassed. "I was at the Potters' yesterday. I knew Lily and Monica would go completely ballistic if they heard that, so I lied."

"I'm not even going to ask why you were at James's house," muttered Hestia. "So who kissed you? James? No he's stuck on Lily. Sirius? Maybe, but I think he's much to fixed on going after Monica right now. I don't know why you'd be happy to be kissed by Peter… REMUS?!" Hestia shrieked, her hands flying to her mouth as she saw Emmeline nod timidly. "Merlin, Em. It took you long enough."

"What do you mean?" asked Emmeline.

"Well the poor boy's fancied you since about third year, Em!" said Hestia, exasperated. "I'd given up hope of you ever noticing around February of this year."

"Why didn't you tell me?" gasped Emmeline, shock etched in every line of her face.

"And have Remus kill me twice over? No thank you," said Hestia, shaking her head. "I value my life too much for that."

"Do Mon and Lily know?" asked Emmeline.

"Of course they do!" screeched Hestia. "Everyone in the entire bloody school does! Black's even been taking bets on how long it would be until Remus said or did something! It's up to almost two-hundred Galleons!"

"Oh the bastard, I'll kill him," muttered Emmeline, her face quite red. "I can't believe it!"

"Why didn't you tell us you fancied him?!" asked Hestia.

"I thought you all had such 'excellent observation skills'," snapped Emmeline, annoyed. "Shouldn't you have noticed?"

"We were all too focused on Remus, I guess," said Hestia with a shrug. "How long have you fancied him?"

"I don't know," said Emmeline with an exasperated sigh. "A good year at least."

"Blimey," breathed Hestia. "How couldn't we have noticed? Tell me everything."

With that, Emmeline launched, rather excitedly, into the tale. When she had finished, Hestia was grinning smugly.

"So it was you who suggested you two snog!" said Hestia, raising her eyebrows.

"I didn't mean to!" protested Emmeline, her face red. "It just came out!"

"It was what you were thinking though, wasn't it?" pointed out Hestia.

"Pretty much," said Emmeline with a small smile.

"Oh you two will may the cutest couple!" squealed Hestia, clapping her hands together gleefully.

"Couple?" repeated Emmeline nervously. "Are we a couple?"

"Didn't he ask you about it?" asked Hestia, a frown puckering her brow.

Emmeline shook her head.

"Well I don't know why he wouldn't want that," said Hestia firmly. "I'll bet he'll ask you later."

"Great," said Emmeline, her voice cracking slightly.

"Now what's wrong?" asked Hestia impatiently.

"Well I've never actually dated anyone," said Emmeline, her face flushing scarlet red.

"Of course you have!" said Hestia loudly. "There was…oh no…no…didn't you go to Hogsmeade with Davy Gudgeon once?"

Emmeline snorted loudly. "I don't think spending a quarter of an hour staring at the scar around his eye and then running off to meet Lily, you, and Monica to go Christmas shopping counts as anything."

"Oh right," said Hestia, shifting uncomfortably as she pictured the scar the Whomping Willow had given Davy first year. "Well what about Remus?" she suddenly demanded. "Who has he dated?"

"Well…" Emmeline faltered. "He went to Hogsmeade with Kathryn Wolcott once or twice."

Hestia laughed loudly. "Em, you know that girl was practically stalking him and Remus was too nice to say anything until Kathryn started carrying around mistletoe with her everywhere. I think she must have dragged him away from Sirius, James, and Peter with some twitter about finding the right book for Defense Against the Dark Arts background reading when we saw them together in Hogsmeade."

"Alright," said Emmeline with a relieved sigh. "I guess I can't worry about it too much."

Remus climbed the stairs of the Potters' house, a smug grin on his face. He looked not unlike Sirius when he happened to say something intelligent that Remus couldn't contradict with a snide remark. Did I really kiss her? He thought, slightly dazed. Did she kiss me?

Remus pinched himself on the arm and it hurt rather badly, so he decided he wasn't dreaming. When he reached the Marauders' personal sitting room, James looked up and asked, "What kept you?"

"Or perhaps the question is who kept you?" said Sirius, smirking.

"Oh can it, Padfoot," said Remus smoothly. "Nothing happened."

Remus threw himself down next to Sirius to watch James and Peter's fierce Gobstones game. Suddenly, Sirius sniffed the air.

"That's strange…" he muttered before transforming into a large black dog.

The dog sniffed all around Remus and inspected his hands thoroughly with a wet nose. Remus could almost see the amused glint forming in the dog's grey eyes. Within a moment, Sirius had transformed back into his human form and was grinning triumphantly.

"Alright, if nothing happened, why do you smell like a girl?" asked Sirius and both James and Peter turned away from their game with interest.

"It's my soap!" said Remus defensively, his voice slightly high-pitched. "I got a free sample from some store and I didn't realize it was erm…" He sniffed the air. "Fruity-scented."

"Not buying it, Moony," said James, his grin now identical to Sirius's.

"I fell into an abandoned pile of old fruit outside the door!" said Remus frantically; dimly aware of how mad he sounded.

"Abandoned pile of old fruit, eh?" said Sirius, eyes twinkling mischievously. "Interestingly enough, Emmeline smelled exactly like this abandoned pile of old fruit when she was here. Maybe she fell into it too."

"Should we go see if there's a large amount of crushed fruit decorating my doorstep?" asked James, taking a step toward the hallway.

"I vanished it!" yelped Remus.

"But what about the laws restricting underage wizardry?" asked Peter.

"Oh I erm… didn't vanish it, I… cleaned it up!" stuttered Remus.

"So you're telling us you walked Emmeline to the door, said goodbye, and then fell into an abandoned pie of old fruit that had somehow appeared on Prongs's doorstep?" asked Sirius.

Remus nodded and Sirius shook his head. "Dug ourselves quite a hole now, haven't

we, Moony?"

Remus shook his head vigorously.

Sirius sighed and transformed back into a dog. Seeing James's nod, he backed up to the wall and then charged Remus at breakneck speed.

"Padfoot!" yelped Remus, making a run for the stairs.

Sirius gave chase and with a yowl, leaped at Remus's back, knocking him head over heels to the floor. Remus lay on the floor, stunned, giving Peter and James a chance to run up and grab his arms.

"Now, Moony," said James diplomatically. "If you don't tell us the truth, Padfoot will…"

He nodded at the black dog who stepped forward until his head was right above Remus's face. Remus could see the long strings of drool hanging from the dog's mouth.

"Oh Padfoot, not again!" moaned Remus, attempting to cover his face, but Peter and James held his arms fast.

Remus could see the drool dripping lower and lower and finally he shouted, "Okay! Okay! I kissed her!"

Sirius instantly transformed and Peter and James released Remus's arms.

"Blimey, you took longer than usual to break, Moony," said Sirius, wiping drool off his chin with a sleeve. "Well done."

Remus muttered something incoherent consisting of the words "berks" and "Avada Kedavra".

"Now, now, Moony," said James, shaking a reprimanding finger at Remus. "There's no need for death threats. Save those for special occasions."

"I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead," muttered Remus, his head in his hands.

"Hopefully not for another eighty some years," put in Sirius. "But frankly, I'd like to live to be at least two-hundred and fifty."

Remus groaned.

"Moony, are you having a bit of an angsty moment?" asked James innocently.

"She is going to kill me!" yelled Remus. "I wasn't supposed to say anything! And then she'll never glance my way again! Why am I such an idiot?"

"Actually, Moony, you're rather brilliant. Sirius here's the classified idiot," said James, pointing at Sirius who was torn between nodding and looking offended.

Remus merely moaned.

"You know, we could just pretend you never told us," Peter pointed out.

"Or I could Memory Charms on you three!" said Remus, a crazed look in his eyes. "Then you really wouldn't remember anything!" He fumbled in his pocket for his wand.

"Oh no you don't, Moony," said James, wrestling the wand out of Remus's grip. "You're not doing any magic on us when you're acting mental."

"Plus the whole underage wizardry thing again," added Peter.

Remus went back to frantic muttering, which gradually increased to hysterical babbling.

"Moony," said Sirius, grasping his friend by the shoulders. "Breathe. You're going to be fine. She's not going to be upset because she's not going to find out. Alright?"

Remus nodded weakly and relaxed slightly. "They're coming over in…" He glanced at his watch. "An hour and a half."

"Oh right, damn!" shouted Sirius and James in unison, rushing off to make themselves looking handsome for the girls they were lovesick over.

"But Emmmmmm…" whined Lily as Hestia and Emmeline dragged her out the door. "Why do we have to go over there?"

"Because I promised we would," said Emmeline vaguely, tugging at Lily's arm.

"But I don't wanna go!" sobbed Lily childishly. "I can't stand him!"

Monica, who had been walking quietly behind them up until then suddenlygrabbed Lily's shoulder. "Lily, I will not hesitate to break the laws against underage wizardry to put a Silencing Charm on you," she growled fiercely. "Now shut it. We're going."

Lily whimpered slightly, but was silent.

"Mon, are you going to be alright?" asked Hestia, biting her lip slightly as they made their way up the front stairs to the Potters'.

"I'll manage," gasped Monica, whose face was now quite pale. She reached a trembling finger forward and rang the bell.

Ohhh... you didn't think I'd let you know what's going to happen, did you? cough I actually don't know what'll happen either, I haven't written past this point. Yes, I momentarily contemplated having them actually have a whole scene at the Potters' in this chapter, but we'll just have to wait till next chapter, won't we? -grins evilly- Reviews may speed up the updating process, but I can assure that it won't be before Christmas. I'm going on vacation for Xmas break, so I'll bring stuff to work on Crazy Chats, Seven Years of Marauding, Summer with the Arrogant Prat, and my Azalea book! -breathes- I'm one busy girl! Remember I already receive enough death threats from Draco! -everyone who hasn't read the latest update of Crazy Chats looks confused- Tootles! E.D.J.