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Chapter 4
Hermione mentally kicked herself for signing a contract to work at The Goblin's Gore. No wonder Professor Lupin always looked at her strangely. She was the waitress he'd spent a year with.
Future or no future she was going to make the best of the situation.
So she marched over to his collapsed body and immediately began healing his scrapes and bruises.
And after half an hour, she was almost as exhausted as the still unconscious werewolf. Lycanthropes sure know how to inflict damage upon themselves.
She didn't even realize she had fallen asleep in the chair next to his bed. Well, not until she woke up with a wand to her throat.
"I don't know who you are, but you'd better tell me soon. I've got your wand." He was trying so hard to look menacing. Hermione suppressed a giggle, knowing this was the same man who had taught Lily how to ride a broom (while falling off himself)
"What are you doing in my room anyways?" He added.
"Oh, good morning. I'm Violet Guinness, the new waitress. I came in-"she yawned, for effect, "to say hello. You were pretty cut up, so I took the liberty of helping you out a bit. Sorry I dozed off there" she blushed, realizing she was rambling, stood up and pushed him and the wand away from her.
She was almost out the door when –
"Violet? My name is Remus Lupin, I'm the bartender, which I assume you knew. I, err, have your wand"
"Oh!" She spun around and plucked the wand out of his hands.
"Err, Violet?"
"Yes?"
"You saw me, umm, passed out. And my . . . wounds . . . I got in a fight you know" He wondered if she believed him. She seemed smarter than that.
"Remus? Stop. I understand. I really do get the condition you're in. And I definitely don't care." She smiled. It was actually really nice to see a familiar face.
Unexpectedly (for both of them) she hugged him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Turning an unappealing shade of red, she backed away
"Right then. I'll see you when shift starts" She turned rapidly and ran out the door, leaving a confused Remus alone, touching the spot on his cheek where she'd kissed him, while resolving to lock his door more.