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A/N: It has been a few days. I have had a lot of crap happen right now and wasn't in the mood to write, but I am sucking it up and trying my best. Shout outs to Keran, orly23, MissMoony16, Helen88UK, and as always LunasStar. Keran, I am glad you made your way over to this story and that you are enjoying it and if it makes you feel any better I too almost cried when Han was frozen in carbonite. I was always torn between Han's rugged looks and Luke's Jedi force sexiness. I got both in Episode 1 with Ewan McGregor. I think I always settled more on Luke though. MissMoony16 we all love the Remus love stories, well at least I do (Except Slash. I'm not to big a fan of the RL/SB or RL/SS ships and don't like reading about them. That is just my preference though. I don't mean to offend anyone who does enjoy those kinds of fics.), and she is going to find out sometime in the future. I want to keep it out of the story for now; I'm till in developmental stages and need to work a few things out before the lycanthropy becomes an issue. It will soon come into play though. Orly23, Keran, and MissMoony16, things for Crispin will get better soon, so don't worry. Helen88UK, I liked your story and left you a review stating so and I hope you update soon. Any one who stumbles upon my other RL/OC fic, Endless Moon, it is not done yet. I have encountered a bit of writers block in that story and have not been able to think of a way to get it to the end I had planned out for it. I might have to change my plans for it around a little to get there but I promise I will eventually get there. This chapter is my longest yet so I hope you all enjoy. Anyway, that is enough from me on with the saga....

Chapter 7 – 'I'm not completely carnivorous'

I stood in front of my wardrobe not able to pick anything out. It was two hours before Remus was supposed to come and get me and still I was unable to find anything I felt would look good on me. I wanted to wear something he had never seen me in but also something that would look nice and date appropriate. I let out a soft sigh as I took off the green robe I had just tried on. I threw it on the bed with the rest of the robes I had tried on. I looked at the pile of robes on my bed before going to by dresser and taking out a small coin bag. I put on a robe and cloak and headed out the door.

If I didn't have a Robe to wear I was going to buy one to wear. I walked with purpose to the Robe Shoppe and as I walked in I tripped slightly but steadied myself on a rack of robes in front of me. I frantically searched the racks before finding a beautiful light pink robe. It fit perfectly with a slightly low cut and tight waist. It was exactly formed to my body type. I took the petite robe to the counter and paid and as I walked back to The Leaky Cauldron who should appear before me in the doorway but Corbett. I rushed to him with my bag still in my hands and threw my arms around his neck while wrapping my legs around his.

"You silly, silly, silly boy!" I exclaimed still latched on to him, "Why did you not come sooner?"

"You weren't in your room. I was about to leave," he said hugging me tightly.

"I'm glad I caught you," I said sliding from his grip. "I missed you so much."

"I don't know where I would be without my little sister? Did you get my letter?"

"Well of coarse. Didn't you get my reply?" I asked with an odd look. "Here come up to my room and we can talk while I get ready." I took his hand and led him through the pub to my room at the top of the stairs.

When in my room he pushed the pile of robes to the side and sat on the bed. "Doing a bit of spring cleaning?" he asked looking at my half emptied wardrobe.

"Corbett it's fall, and no I'm not. I have a date tonight," I smiled coyly as I said the words. I was still giddy about it.

"A date? Who is taking my little sister on a date?" he said in a disapproving tone. Corbett was my older brother and a protective one at that. He never liked me to see anyone he didn't approve of and if it weren't for the fact that I never let a relationship get serious I fear he may have gotten in trouble for casting an unforgivable curse at one of my many bad choices. Most of the time I found myself agreeing to go out with someone out of sheer boredom, I looked at it as something not serious that would occupy my time for a week or two while I was not writing.

"A very nice man is going to be taking me on a date. Now turn around while I change," I said removing my new robe from the bag. Corbett turned his head away and I quickly changed. "Ok Finished."

"Who is this man who will be taking you out? I think I have a right to know," he said turning his head back towards me. "You aren't wearing that are you?"

"I don't think it is any of your business who I date Corbett, and what is wrong with this I happen to think it is very nice. It is a bit much for my usual taste but I really have no date appropriate apparel."

"Well it is way too clingy first of all, and second of all the cut is way to low. He will be staring at your chest the whole night. I demand you change this very instant," his face began turning red, a trait that he got from our Irish mother. It was actually the only thing in looks that equated us to our mother except my height. Corbett had Raven coloured hair like our father as well as his nose and jaw structure and was well over six feet tall. I on the other hand was five foot two and had blonde hair that no one could ever place as well as my father's eyes and nose. We looked much like siblings but still were quite unique.

"Oh lighten up Corbett. He is a gentleman; he wouldn't spend the whole night staring at my chest. I am sure he will only spend half the night staring at my chest," I smiled at my joke and looked over at Corbett who obviously did not share my amusement.

"I'm serious Iola I don't think you should wear that," he had the most serious look on his face. Corbett never had an overly serious nature. He never made this much fuss about me wearing anything in my life.

"I'm not changing. I bought this robe specifically for this date and I am going to wear it. I don't need approval from you," I stared at him with my hands on my hips. I watched him let out a defeated sigh which meant he wasn't going to fight me on the subject any longer. "So what happened with Brenna?" I asked as I did my hair the old fashioned way. I find that when doing ones hair with magic it never looks natural enough.

"Well, nothing yet. I didn't ask her. I want you to meet her before I do. She is going to be coming here tomorrow." I turned to him quickly and dropped a box full of hairpins in the process. "I know I should have told you ahead of time, but I'm so excited for you to meet her. I know you will love her," he smiled and went to the floor to help me collect the scattered hairpins.

"Corbett, I'm not prepared to meet her. I don't know what to say to her, and I don't think you should need me to approve of the woman you love any more than you should have to approve of the man I decide to marry, if I ever do marry," I said returning to the mirror with the box of hairpins in hand.

"Are you planning on being an old spinster for the rest of your life?" he asked me as he returned to my bed and started looking through the huge pile of robes. "Why couldn't you wear this one?" he asked as he held up an orange robe.

"Well, first of all I am not planning on being a spinster. I am just not sure I will find the right person for me. You know how I am. Second of all I can't wear that robe because it is covered in ink stains. I should really just throw it out," I finished putting my hair up, and took the robe from him and put it in the trash can in the corner of the room.

"Well, your hair looks good," he smiled at me and I saw the side of my brother that I always loved the most.

"Thank you Corbett. Now, I am going to be leaving in a few minutes. It was very nice seeing you tonight, but I will see you tomorrow," I said walking to the door and opening it for him.

"I want to stay around and meet this man who is taking you out tonight," he said not moving from the bed.

"Corbett, don't be difficult. You aren't being fair," I rolled my eyes and looked at him becoming quite annoyed with his persistence in the whole matter.

"Why don't you want me to meet him? Is there something you are trying to hide from me?" he stood up and moved toward the door that I still held open.

"I'm not hiding anything. I just don't need you to baby-sit me and I certainly don't need you to approve nor disapprove of my date," I said my voice becoming huffy.

"Well, I'm your older brother; I'm supposed to watch out for you."

"Corbett! I am twenty-nine years old! I can make my own decisions!" I was tired of the whole situation and was practically yelling at him. I didn't even think that the people downstairs most likely heard the entire outburst. "I am quite tired of your over protectiveness it is completely unnecessary!" I continued still yelling at him. My face went completely red as Remus appeared in the doorway.

"I'm sorry, is this a bad time?" he said looking from me and Corbett. I was standing with my hands at my sides clenched into tight fists and Corbett stood calmly on the other side of the doorway.

"Remus, no it is ok, come in," I said releasing my clench fists as I suddenly realized that my nails were digging into my palms. "Corbett was just leaving," I stated hoping that Corbett would take my hint and leave hastily.

"Yes, I was just leaving," Corbett said letting out a deep breath and moving to me and kissing me on the top of my head. "I will see you tomorrow," he walked through the door and closed the door behind himself.

"Who was that?" Remus asked as he looked at me with eyes that seemed to shine a bit of what I took to be jealousy.

"That was Corbett, my brother," I said smiling. I had no idea what it was about him that made me so happy. It was like his presence was calming to me.

"Oh, I see," he smiled back at me and I felt my heart skip a beat. "Well, are you ready to go?"

"Yes, I've been ready almost all day. I haven't been like dressed and ready but I have been, you know, anticipating it I guess," I rambled and flushed hoping that it wouldn't make him change his mind about spending and evening with me.

He just smiled back at me and leaned down and kissed me. "Let's get going then," he said taking my hand and leading me out the door.

We were walking along Diagon Alley and seemed to be going nowhere. "Remus, where are we going exactly?" I asked lifting my robe and cloak as I tried to jump over a puddle. I landed on the other side of the puddle and almost fell forward loosing my balance. As he had done before he seemed to react with an odd super speed and caught me before I hit the ground. "Thank you," I said as he steadied me.

"I thought we could walk a bit before we went back to my house," as he spoke I stopped dead in my tracks. "Don't worry, it's nothing like that. I just couldn't find a place that would suit someone like you, so I made dinner."

"You cooked for me? I have never had anyone do that for me before," I smiled wide and began walking again. He followed suit and walked next to me with his hands in his pockets.

I saw him look me over and bite his lip. I was a bit perturbed by this action and had to enquire, "What's wrong?"

"Well, I had planned on us using the floo network to get there, but that is not going to do at all. I would hate to be the reason for getting your robes covered in soot."

"Oh, we could apparate."

"That is going to have to do," he said as he bit his lip again. He grabbed my hands and I felt that very uncomfortable feeling that apparating gave me. When I opened my eyes I was standing in a small room filled with books. It was very organized but books lay about in certain places where they obviously did not fit into the large book case in the corner of the room. I noticed a tattered plush chair near a small table with a lamp on top of it, and next to the lamp was a book I never would have thought I would see.

"Remus, what is this doing here?" I asked as I picked up one of my old books. I was a rather bad one about a woman who is stranded on a deserted island with a man who can not speak. She at first can not stand the fact that the only companion she had could not communicate with her, but then she finds it enduring and falls in love with him. "Were you reading one of my books?"

Remus flushed and seemed to be looking for the right words to excuse him of any guilt. "Well, yes actually. I felt I should read something more of yours."

"I'm flattered, Remus. I think I have a favourite fan now," I smiled as I placed the book back on the table.

"Come on," he took my hand again and led me to the kitchen which was small but cozy. There were two places set at a small table and what I could see was chicken with a few vegetables and potatoes.

"Remus, I'm so sorry," I said turning to him with a concerned look in my eyes. "I forgot to tell you, I am a vegetarian. I don't eat chicken," I lowered my head kicking myself for not letting this wonderful man that I did not eat meat. He made this beautiful meal for me because he could not think of a restaurant to take me to and I would not be able to eat it.

"That is fine. I have vegetables. I'm not completely carnivorous. I didn't think you would have any problem with chicken, but it is my fault for not asking before I made it."

"It isn't your fault at all. I should have told you ahead of time. It is a wonderful gesture none the less," I said trying to lift the blame I thought he had put on himself.

"I think it makes you different. I like it," he smiled at me as he spoke and my heart started beating a thousand times a second. "Now let's eat before it gets cold and we won't want to eat it. I am ok at cooking a meal but heating it up is something I have not yet mastered."

We sat and ate and talked about just about everything. I told him how I had dreamed of being an author as a child and who were my influences, and even about the time when I was 9 that the young Muggle boy who lived down the street from us stole the book I would write in and pushed me down creating the scar on my left arm and I accidentally gave him donkey ears and his memory had to be modified. He told me about his time at Hogwarts and meeting his best friends James Potter and Sirius Black, and he told me the truth about Sirius being innocent and that it was Peter Pettigrew who actually committed the crimes that Sirius was now a fugitive for. He told me about Harry Potter and his friends and how it was teaching them the year before at Hogwarts. I was very disappointed though when our conversation took a turn into silence after I enquired about his childhood. It was obvious something had happened to make his childhood unhappy one because he didn't even bother to tell me that he didn't wish to speak of it. He just sat there and silently finished his meal before getting up and taking my plate to the sink.

"I'm sorry if I said something wrong," I said standing behind him at the sink.

I heard him sigh and he took a towel from beside the sink and dried his hands before turning around to face me. "It isn't that you said anything wrong, I just am not ready to tell you about that part of my life."

"That's fine; I don't care if you don't want to tell me about it. I understand it is probably very personal and I'm almost a complete stranger. You shouldn't have to tell me anything," I said with a crooked smile.

He smiled back at me and took one of my hands in both of his. "I don't want you to stay a complete stranger. I really like you Iola, and it would kill me if the fact that I wasn't brave enough to tell you that I-"

"Remus, you don't have to tell me if you aren't ready," I said interrupting him. I didn't want him to do something that might ruin the night for the both of us. "I trust that you will tell me in due time, but for now I needn't know."

"You are an amazing person, Iola. I don't think I have ever met anyone as enchanting and understanding as you, or at least I hope you're understanding," he smiled at me and my hands began to tremble, as he turned back to the sink.

"Remus, I cannot think of a single thing that would make it hard for me to be understanding," I said and he dropped a plate in the sink

He whipped himself back around to face me. "There are things you cannot even contemplate that could change the way you feel about me," his eyes were cold as he spoke and I felt a lump grow in my throat.

"I don't think there is anything you could tell me that would change a thing about the way I feel about you. You are the first person I have felt this way for and I can't imagine feeling any other way," I could feel tears growing in my eyes and my view of him became blurred by the tears.

I felt his hand under my chin; it was still wet from him doing the dishes. "I'm sorry," he said as he lifted my face to look him in the eye through my tears. "I thought I said I never wanted to see you cry again," he pulled me close to him and wrapped his arms around me. I felt his wet hands dampening my robes as he held me like that for a moment before pressing his lips against mine. I fell into his embrace letting him hold me up in that position and kiss me so completely. I felt his tongue caress my lips through the kiss, a gesture that normally sickened me, but with Remus I was more than happy to oblige by parting my lips ever so slightly and wrapping my arms around his neck pulling myself up to him more.

We kissed like that for what seemed like an hour; it was certainly for the rest of the date. He apparated with me back to The Leaky Cauldron and walked me to the door of my room before kissing me once more that night. I had never slept so soundly in my life as I did that night.

A/N: I told you this chapter was going to be long. It is my longest yet, over 3,250 words. So everyone, tell me what you think your reviews are always welcome.