AN: Go to this website it's funny as all hell. Just take out the spaces and replace them with periods. FF won't let me put the link straight in.

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It's POA in fifteen minutes, I was laughing non-stop as I read it.

And yes, I've been told I write fast. Like I said, I like this story so therefore its my number one priority. So while my other stories get one update a day (or week) this one will always get multiple updates. And yes, this fic will be friggin' long. Probably ending up around sixty chapters or even more. I have no life. Writing is my life. Sad eh?

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Chapter Twelve

(Present Day)

Remus sat at the head table with a small grin playing on his lips. The past few days, while being emotionally draining were a few of the best days of his life. Remus practically ignored the other staff members that sat at the table as well. He was simply on cloud nine, and for Remus J. Lupin…that didn't happen a lot. He sat, watching as students poured into the Great Hall for dinner and watched with curiosity as the object of his affections came in with Harry Potter.

She looked so sad. Just like when he first met her, but he figured that she would be down. After all, she was no longer with her old friends that had been so easy for her to make thanks to him. She was with completely new people, and one of those said people just happened to be the son of one of her best friends. If it was rough on him to see the young boy, he could only imagine what it was doing to her.

It looked like she was talking to quite a few people though, or actually being talked to. That was to be expected, after all…how many of these kids got to meet someone straight out of the past? After a few short minutes of watching her he went back to his food when his stomach growled and wondered to himself if she was eating anything. Although he couldn't afford to look at her anymore, he was pretty sure a few students had already noticed that he was gazing at her rather intently. He was also certain that some of the smarter ones (namely Hermione) would be able to figure out that Kit knew him from ever so long ago.

After taking a few bites of the stew that was in front of him, his gaze ventured upwards to glance over the Gryffindor table. Kit was no where in sight, he clenched his jaw in worry but refused to get up. After all, running out of the Great Hall like a mad man probably wasn't a sane idea. He needed to calm down. She wasn't going to disappear again…but he couldn't help but think…

He didn't want to loose her again.

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Kit had answered all of the questions she could possibly answer before getting out of the Great Hall as fast as she could. It felt so weird sitting there without Remus by her side, and Lily going over her homework. It was just another one of those things that made her miss her own time. Would there be a day that went by when she didn't cry because of what was going on? She wasn't a strong person, she was well aware of that…but this…this simply took the cake.

She couldn't handle something like this. Hermione, Harry's friend kept asking her questions as if Kit was lying about who she was. Finally, without bothering to eat anything Kit stood, excused herself and left. She had only taken a few steps out of the Great Hall before breaking down into a puddle of tears while she walked back up towards the Gryffindor tower.

Wrapping her arms around her she walked, brooding in deep thought. The castle looked exactly the same…it was just the people that filled it that were different. She took the stairs two at a time, she just wanted to go to sleep. Forget about everything for a few blissful hours, wrap herself up in blankets and feel like everything was okay.

She made it to the Gryffindor tower rather soon, wasting no time in changing into her pajama's that had been bought in Diagon alley, simple black flannel like pants and shirt that would keep her warm in the coldest of nights. Even if it was only six PM, she was still crawling in bed. So what if she would wake up earlier then she should, at least she would have been dead to the world for a few hours.

Slipping into bed she pulled the curtains around it shut, and gazed into the dark for awhile. Things were so different here, and just whenever she thought that she was getting used to things, more differences just popped up. It took her a few moments, but she finally fell into a fitful sleep.

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Remus was trying very hard to get to sleep. In fact, he was fairly certain he had spent the last four hours laying in bed with no luck in having the sandman visit him. After awhile he just gave up and lit his bedside candles before grabbing one of the many books in his collection.

This was how he was when Kit found him only a few minutes into his first paragraph. It took him by surprise, seeing her there in her pajama's with a tear streaked face. He asked no questions, years ago he had been used to this. Her coming up to the boys dorms after a nightmare was something that he had grown accustom to. Without hesitation he put his book down on the bedside table and lifted up his covers for her.

She easily bounced into the bed next to him, and nearly clung to him so much that it was cutting off his air supply. She did however, thankfully let go after a bit letting him breath again as she settled next to him on the bed. "You know you'll have to be fast in the morning to get out of here…" He murmured into her hair as he twisted himself around to where he had his arms wrapped around her body.

"I know, but you have an easy passage next to your room that leads almost straight up to the Gryffindor towers." She said, sniffling just slightly.

He nuzzled her neck slightly, and breathed in her scent. "Do you want to talk about it?" Was his question, after letting her calm down for a few minutes. He could feel her shrug in his arms.

"The usual one, with my father." She explained, sighing ever so lightly as she let her arms wrap around his as he held her. "I was up for a little while before I decided to come down here"

He nodded, letting his hands venture ever so carefully under her shirt to rest on her bare stomach as he held her. "I'm not surprised, okay…maybe I am just a little bit."

"Really?"

"It's been a long time since I've seen you wander into my room." He explained to her.

"It was only just the other day for me. Although I do remember halfway through the night being pawned off to James because I was so cold."

Remus laughed at the memory that brought up, lately he could only seem to remember the bad things that had happened. It was good that she was able to bring back the memories of all the good, "Well, you needed to spend some time with your brother anyway."

"He said it was like being stuck into a bath full of ice." She deadpanned.

"Yes well, you are rather cold."

"That's not my fault." She defended, glaring back at him with a small frown on her face.

"And I suppose it's mine?" At Remus's question, Kit gave a nod. "You are such a child sometimes."

"I know."

It went on for awhile, just Remus and Kit bantering back and forth. Talking about nothing really and just enjoying being close to one another. Eventually Kit started to nod off, leaving Remus wired and awake. The only bad thing about still being awake was he got to feel his arm…which was slowly turning numb because it rested under Kit's back.

"Kit?" Remus asked, praying to Merlin above that she'd roll off of his arm. It's not that she was heavy or anything…but pressure cutting off circulation in his arm…not good.

"Mmmhmmp?" The only thing that moved at that question was her head, which nuzzled him ever so slightly.

"I need my arm back…it's falling asleep." At that, she peeked an eye open and looked up at him before pulling herself up enough to let his arm be able to get pulled back. "Thanks dear." He said while trying to get the blood flow back into his fingers.

"Mmmhm." With that she flopped back down onto the bed, both eyes open now glaring up at him. "You woke me up."

"Yes, well it was either that or loose all feeling in my arm…"

"It's not my fault your arm was there in the first place…live with the consequences." She told him, frowning ever so slightly.

"Well, I do believe I am living with the consequences…not that bad."

"Not that bad?"

"Nope not that bad." Remus grinned, and for a moment the two simply gazed at each other. They both knew what was on their minds…but did they dare? They had yet to share an actual kiss since she came into this timeline…Remus had to worry that maybe his kissing over the years changed and she wouldn't like it anymore.

Worries rushed out of him though when their lips actually pressed together. Fireworks all over again for Remus, being able to taste her again (Which oddly enough she tasted like chocolate, perhaps this is where his obsession for chocolate has come from?). He pulled her into his lap, and ran his hands through her hair as their tongues explored each others mouths.

The minutes ticked by and Kit was the first to pull away breathing in a deep gulp of air. "W-wow."

"That bad?" He asked, rather breathlessly.

"That good."

With that, the kissing brigade started up again…and this time lasted until the early morning hours.

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-does the dance of fluff-

I really love fluff, it's so great and fun to write. I adore writing Remus and Kit banter, and hopefully you've all enjoyed this chapter. I'm still on the hunt for my POA book (hopefully I'll find it today) because I want to re-read it before I toss this story into scenes straight from the book.