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More Than Words Can Say

Chapter Four

Uncle Moony

When Remus came to, he had absolutely no clue when it was, where he was, or what was going on. The last thing he remembered was arguing with Sirius…No. He remembered it all now. Sirius, dead. Tonks, Molly. Him transforming. St. Mungo's, and the pain. He remembered not remembering anything when he had woken at St. Mungo's. He wondered if he could move yet, but decided not to try. He instead decided to reach out with his mind, as Dumbledore had done on countless occasions to him.

Dora? Can you hear me? It's Remus. Would you mind telling me what's going on? And while you're at it, come visit me. I'm bored.

He was suddenly aware of a loud disagreement just outside his door. "He just called me. He needs me. Come on, Poppy, LET ME IN TO SEE HIM!" The door slammed open. Dora strode in, followed by an irate yet defeated Poppy Pomfrey.

"Remus!" She rushed to his side. "How are you feeling? What do you want to know? Oh, wait. I almost forgot to say, you can move now. It's been over a month; we just thought it would best to leave you knocked out for the month. We gave you Wolfsbane, but the Ministry chained you up in their dungeons anyway. They almost wouldn't let you go, but then Dumbledore came after them…" Her voice trailed off ominously. Remus let out a hoarse chuckle.

"Nymphadora Tonks, do you ever slow down?" he asked carefully. After no ill effects, he tried to sit up. "Give us a hand, will you?"

Dora rushed to help him prop himself up. He moved over in the bed, and pulled her down to sit beside him. Molly gave a loud cough from the door, but then said, to Remus's utter surprise, "Do give poor Remus some room to breathe, Poppy. I believe Tonks can do a good enough job smothering him herself."

Poppy turned red and muttered something about proper care, and not letting people get too close to her patients. Arthur Weasley snorted in exasperation and, taking her elbow, led her to a chair on the far side of room. He then left her to fume to herself.

"Not let Tonks get that close to Remus? Good job she's doing keeping herself from getting even closer!" muttered Molly, not quite under her breath. The two in question both turned bright red, and even more so when loud laughs from just in the hallway let them know that there were more ears outside than originally thought.

"Harry?" croaked Remus. A red head poked itself around the door in answer.

"Sorry, Professor Lupin. Harry's not here yet. Dumbledore says it will be another week or so until he can come. Until then, you're stuck here with the Weasley clan, Moody, and Tonks…But I think by the fact that she's in bed with you that you may have realized she's here," finished Ginny cheekily. When had that timid little girl grown up? He didn't realize how much his question had been obvious until Dora whispered in his ear.

"We'll talk about Ginny later, Rem. I need some help with her anyway."

He was confused, but that was nothing new. He coughed, then suddenly decided, "I would like some bacon."

Poppy Pomfrey insisted that Remus stay in bed for several more days so she could be sure he was cured. When he protested, she only told him he would stay longer. He finally relented.

"Have it your way, Poppy. I have a feeling you would keep me here at wand point if you thought it necessary. It is easier for both of us if I agree to go along with whatever you say."

She snorted and left the room when he told her this. He smiled and pulled out his book to read in peace. But not for long.

CRASH! Ginny Weasley dashed into his room, slid under his bed, and lay there quietly. Knowing what was happening, Remus pretended to read unconcernedly. Mere seconds later, Ron Weasley slammed into the doorframe.

"Sorry, Professor Lupin. Just looking for my darling baby sister. Have you seen her anywhere?" he said, anger not very concealed.

Remus pretended to think. "Er, no I don't think so Ron. Try Buckbeak's room, she seems to like visiting him."

Ron sprinted away, calling as went, "Thanks Professor!"

Ginny slithered out from under the bed. "Hey, thanks," she said.

"Not a problem Ginny. Would you mind keeping an old werewolf company for a few minutes?"

"OK, professor." She pulled up a chair by his bed. "Anything in particular you want to talk about?"

He put up his book. "Yes, actually, there is. But first, please don't call me Professor Lupin. It makes me feel old. I understand if you (or your mother) don't want you to call me Remus. But how would Moony be?"

Ginny giggled, for no apparent reason, Remus was sure. Then she replied, "Sure thing, Moony. Do you ask all your former students to call you Moony?"

Sure something was up, but with no clue what, Remus replied, "Well, no. Just the ones in the Order or with their parents in the Order."

"Did you ever teach Tonks?" Ginny asked innocently.

"Yes, actually I did. Her parents asked me to teach her Latin before she went to Hogwarts…What is so funny!" He was confused.

She could barely stop laughing long enough to speak. "I bet…she…you don't…I bet she doesn't call you Moony…I bet she calls you…Remus, my love!"

Remus turned red. "She does not! Ginevra Molly Weasley, Do…Tonks is just my friend! There is nothing…ROMANTIC…going on between us! Ginny…What in the world gave you such an idea?"

His embarrassment did nothing to ease her laughter. "It's just a little thing…Something I have overheard…When she sleeps here…She talks in her sleep…In the throes of passion I'd say…She calls out…to you…Oh Remus! My Rem, My little wolf pup…That's not all I hear…The rest Mum would kill me…If I repeated it…" She broke off in peals of uncontrollable laughter.

"Ginny…Argh! You have grown up way too much for me in the past few years. You have gone too far this time, though. The next time your mother comes up here…" He realized he was not serious, and said, "Oh never mind. Just…don't say anything else anytime, anywhere, to anyone about this. Argh!" He rolled over and tried to ignore her.

She touched his shoulder. "Moony? Are you mad?" He didn't answer. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad. It was all in fun. I didn't think you'd take it so badly. I mean, I can tell the two of you fancy each other, and I don't know, maybe I'm going to far again, but I think you might even be in love. I never want you mad at me Moony, because I feel like you're another brother, or an uncle, or something. Please don't be mad, Uncle Moony. Please."

He turned around and just looked at her. She got up and started to the door.

"Maybe I should just leave."

"No. Ginny…wait. It's my fault. I overreacted. I'm sorry. Don't worry about it." Ginny nodded. "I'll talk to you later, little niece."

She turned around, smiled at him, then came back and smothered him in a hug. "We'll talk later, Uncle Moony."

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