Chapter 15 – Fixings

Keira and Alexa nearly fell over dead from shock, when Frances burst into their joint common room in tears. Frances never cried over a guy. Ever.

Being the excellent friends they were, they immediately rushed to her side. "Are you okay?" Keira asked anxiously.

"What happened with Remus?" Alexa inquired.

Frances sobbed. "H-He th-thinks I'm a, a…whore!"

"No! He can't think that!" Keira exclaimed. "Why?"

"Because of the bet. He thinks it's sex instead of kissing and hickys."

"How could he think you would do something like that to him?"

"I-I don't know..." she sobbed.

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Frances, Keira, and Alexa sat at their own table the next morning. Frances did not look her usual self, causing Harry to glance concernedly at her and Draco to scowl madly.

Halfway threw the meal, Remus appeared at the double doors leading in from the Entrance Hall. In his arms was a full two dozen red roses. The Hall erupted in whispered as he made his way purposefully up the center isle. He stopped right behind Frances and tapped her lightly on the shoulder. She turned and her eyes filled with tears.

"What?" She choked out.

"I'm sorry, Frances. You have to know I don't think that about you! Even if you don't accept my apology, please, just know that I am very, very sorry." He put the roses on the table in front of her.

She stood quickly as he turned away. "Remus?" He turned back a glimmer of hope in his eyed. "You…you don't mind? You don't think-"

"I never did!" He cut her off. She gave a choked laugh/sob and threw herself into his arms. The Hall went completely silent. Every person in the room, including the entirely full teachers table, stared at the pair.

Remus stroked her hair and smiled gently as she wept happily into his shoulder. What he said was true for both questions. He really didn't mind if everyone knew they were dating and he never thought she was a whore or anything of the sort! "Frances," He whispered into her ear. "I never thought you were anything near a whore. I thought you were more like an angel…or a goddess. Yes, you look like a goddess…A Water Goddess."

"Oh, Remus! You're wonderful!" She cried, happily through her tears. He smiled broadly and kissed her.

This caused the Hall to wake from its trance. Everyone gasped in unison and whispers erupted.

The couple broke apart and laughed softly. "You ought to put these in water." Remus commented, glancing down at the roses.

Frances laughed. "Moony, I can't do anything with your arms wrapped around me! Not that I mind them there though. In fact, I am quite enjoying this!" She snuggled closer to him and laid her head on his chest.

He smirked and cleared his throat. "As much as I'm enjoying this, we both happen to have class in a few minutes and you have to put the roses in water. So, I think it would be wise to…um, disentangle from each other and go to class. What do you think, my little water goddess?"

She pulled away enough for him to see her scrunch her nose up in distaste. "Oh, alright! However, you and I are having a talk later! Because this move had Sirius Black written all over it!"

He grinned sheepishly. "Well…"

"I thought so! Well, at least you did it. That enough for me. Come on we both have class!" She pulled away and bent to scoop up her book bag and the roses. Throwing her bag over her shoulder, she held her roses in one arm and her gorgeous boyfriend in the other. His arm went around her shoulders and her arm was around his waist as they strolled out of the Hall.