A/N: After a sudden realization that I am going to start school this sudden week, I decided this will be the last chapter. Thanks for sticking with the story and reviewing guys!
"Hermionnneeeeee..." Ron whined, looking like a lost puppy with those huge, lovable eyes, "Please tell me who it is?" He pouted a little, and Harry wanted Hermione to tell him who she was dating so Ron wouldn't look so put-out.
"No, Ron. She told me not to tell you, so stop asking!" Hermione replied gruffly, storming out of the room.
"Merlin, what's her problem?" Ron said to nobody.
Harry just kissed Ron on the cheek and walked out.
Hermione stormed up the stairs and walked along the hallway, until she reached a large door with intricately carved designs in the wood. She grabbed the heavy brass handles and tugged, the door sliding open slowly to reveal a relatively large room with nice furniture and a large bed.
She suddenly calmed down, then pulled the door closed behind her. When she heard the loud thud of the door shutting, she ran and jumped onto the bed, right next to a lump in the covers. "Ginny!" She said happily, pulling the blanket off the pale redhead, "Wake up!"
Ginny groggily opened her eyes, seeing a bushy brunette form in front of her. "Hermione!" She squealed, hugging the other, "Good morning! What's up?" she went from happy to concerned, seeing the look on Hermione's face.
"Ron really wants to know who it is. I think we should tell him." She looked away, fearing the reaction Ginny would give her...but it never came, just a loud giggle. "What's so funny?"
"Well, I figured you would have told him already. Go ahead, I mean, I'm not a little kid. I can do as I please." She smiled and jumped on Hermione, placing her lips against the other's...then toppled to the floor. "Bloody Hell, I should have thought about the hardwood floor before I did that. Sorry."
Hermione didn't say anything, she just wrapped her arms around Ginny and began kissing her softly, then slightly more aggressively.
"'Mione?" Harry called, checking room after room. At last he came to the only one he had yet to check on that floor, on with nice designs and heavy brass handles. "I wonder if Hermione would torch this door, thinking it was made by House Elves or something. She'd go on about S. P. E. W. and how humans can make the doors on their own." He mused, laughing slightly. As he opened the door his expression went from amused to shocked, and the door slammed shut just as quickly as it had been open.
Harry had just witnessed something he had never thought he would-and he wasn't exactly happy about it.
A tangle of sheets, clothes strewn across the floor, Hermione's hair tossed about, even messier than usual, and Ginny's flaming hair tousled and disheveled. He saw their smooth skin, pressed against each other, and he saw..."Oh God." He ran to his room, jumped on the bed, and screamed into the pillow. The one thing he had been counting on is that he wouldn't have to see his best friend ad ex-lover together in some sexual situation, but he was wrong. It had happened.
Ginny's head shot up when she heard the loud thud of the door, "What was that?"
Hermione, rather miffed about being interrupted, came to her senses and gasped when she realized what had happened. "Someone...saw us."
"Oh...oh no. What if it was Ron? This would be a hell of a way for him to find out!" Ginny cried as she began to gather her clothes and put them on. Hermione began doing the same, shocked that someone saw her whilst she was being intimate with someone.
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Ginny walked up to Ron, looked him in the eyes and said "Ron. I'm shagging Hermione, okay?"
Ron's jaw dropped.
"Why do you look so surprised, I mean, who else could it have been? You, Harry, Professor Lupin and I are the only ones here Hermione could be snogging. Did you think she was leaving the house to be with some unknown girl?" And with that, Ginny walked away.
"Her-Gin-Sha..." Was all Ron could manage to say.
Harry woke in the middle of the night, feeling Ron's arms tight around him. 'Merlin, I must've slept all day, then.' He thought, suddenly remembering the reason he had come into the room and fallen asleep. He wanted to run and scream, wanted to get the images out of his head, but Ron just pulled tighter on Harry, and Harry relaxed into the welcome warmth of his boyfriend.
As his eyes closed once more, he could have swore that he saw Sirius pulling the covers over him.
--- Earlier that day, Remus Lupin's point of view. ---
"Sirius. Why did you have to leave me?"
Remus wiped tears from his eyes, wishing for Sirius' warm embrace.
He felt a hand brush him and looked up, then gasped. It was an echo. No, not just an echo, it was Sirius' echo!
"Sirius!" He stood, wishing he could hold Sirius, but fearing that the echo would disappear.
"Remus. If you want to risk you life to get me back with you, I know what you can do."
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As Remus strode through the doors to the room he knew the Veil held, he peered around in the dim torch light. He was crazy, and he knew it, but if there was a chance he could get Sirius back, he would take it.
He walked up to the veil, took a deep breath, and walked into it. First all he felt was the sensation of a leathery, yet fuzzy, fabric tickle his skin, then he felt cold air, like he was falling. Then he felt a sensation he wanted to hold onto forever-a sensation of completeness, of happiness, a warm and calming feeling in his heart. The exact way he felt whenever he held Sirius close at night after a nightmare. He opened his eyes, not even having realized he had them closed, and gasped.
He was standing on the Hogwarts Express, an eleven-year-old Sirius walking by. As he took a step to get to Sirius, he tripped and landed atop him. Sirius grinned, then laughed, "Well then, we haven't introduced ourselves and you are already falling for me?"
Remus felt his cheeks growing warm from embarrassment, then realized what was going on. The veil had transferred him back in time, to his first year. He knew why.
"Sorry about that. I'm Remus Lupin." He smiled, then got up off the floor of the train before this got too awkward for the both of them.
"Sirius Black, obviously irresistible boy extrordinare."
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"Sirius. Do you remember how we met our first year?" Remus question in urgency as Sirius tried to get past him and out of the house to save Harry.
Sirius stopped dead in his tracks. "Of course I did. You fell on me and I knew we were going to be good friends."
Remus nodded, then looked away, "That isn't how we met. The first time, anyway-" at this Sirius gave him a questioning glance, "Look, you...if..If you go you will die. Harry will be fine, Dumbledore is going to show up in time to save him, but if you go you will die. I know, I have to live through the torment of losing you again right after I got you back from Azkaban. Please, Sirius. Listen to me, don't ignore me, Bellatrix is going to push you through a veil that will kill you! I went through the veil and it took me back in time, so I could be with you, and I don't want to give you up."
Sirius opened his mouth, wanting to ask why he died in the veil when Remus just went back in time, then grew red from anger. "What? You wen back in time? As in, you wen back and knew what was going to happen, but you didn't warn us about Peter?" He was practically hyperventilating in his anger.
"I did, though," Remus squeaked, the hurt in his voice obvious, "I told James one night, and he told me that it was al rubbish. So when the secret keeper time came around, I begged them to let me be the secret keeper. James said he was picking you, and nothing I could say would change that." There were tears streaming down his face, and Sirius stepped forward, kissing him lightly on the lips.
"Th..that is why I dragged you here that night, because I knew they would want to haul you off to Azkaban, and I couldn't deal with that again."
Sirius kissed him again, slipping his tongue into Remus' mouth.
Harry woke up and yawned, then looked around. Ron was turned over, snoring lightly with a trickle of droll trailing down his pillow.
Harry got up quietly, so he didn't disturb Ron, and strode into the kitchen.
"Good morning Professor Lupin, Sirius." He greeted, smiling at the couple. He felt slightly like he had a set of parents, even if they weren't his biological parents.
"Good morning Harry." They greeted simultaneously.
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And that is how powerful love is. Instead of killing Remus, the love he had for Sirius caused him to go back in time, and he was able to save Sirius. He still lost James and Lily, and Dumbledore, but at least he had Sirius to hold on to.
Remus and Sirius are the only ones that know of Remus' adventure through the veil. Sirius was saved in an alternate time just as Harry fell asleep, so Sirius came back and Harry's memories changed so that Sirius had never died.
Ron and Harry lived through the war against Voldermort, as did Ginny and Hermione, and Moony and Padfoot. Sadly, well, not really sad for anyone but Mrs. Weasley, Percy was killed.
Hermione and Ginny stayed together, and frequently double-dated with Ron and Harry.
Remus and Sirius make love every night. They have since their sixth year. It would have been sooner, but Remus had to have the first kiss, he loved it too much to risk getting a different one. And this, is, The End
A/N: Sorry to torture you with the whole no-sex-scenes-in-the-last-chapter thing, but I didn't feel like describing it. Maybe if I get some time while I'm in school I will write a naughty version with sex scenes in every other paragraph. Anyway, thanks for sticking with the story, sorry if the ending sucks. I did as best as I can with this damnable flu attacking me system.