Well apparently everybody love Remus. Good I love him too. Just one thing though, I think Remus/Sirius slash is really, incredibly disgusting! SIRIUS IS NOT GAY AND NEITHER IS REMUS! Sirius was the biggest man-whore Hogwarts has ever seen! He loves women! Sheesh! Anyway, I thought it'd be obliging to my WONDERFUL Reviews. Here comes Remus and, as Anime master Inu asked, a long talk between Hermione and Harry, followed by some more… Ummm, "Talking." Yea. Oh, and a big plot twist is hinted at in this chappie. It started already, but it won't be explained until later. It's a long one. Yea, so.

Okay…

notDavidtalbot P I don't hate you and I won't kill you. If you could elaborate a little that would be way helpful. If you're talking about Snape or Malfoy…well they become relevant later. It would be good if you could explain then I can make the story better.

HarryPotterknoitall Yes there are a lot of similarities between Snape and James and Malfoy and Harry. I am thinking of trying to tie that into the plot but it's hard.

Any ideas? That goes for all of you!

Last Chapter

"Well I am proud of you for not killing him on the spot! I thought he was smarter then that, but he is a complete dim-witted, brainless git! I don't believe he tried an Unforgivable on you in Front of a giant room full of people. Especially the one we all know doesn't affect you. He should know too because he was in class with us when You threw off the Imperius Curse. He really is thicker then I thought."

Harry thought over what she just said. 'Something there struck a cord but what? Wait…Thought he was smarter. Should have known better. Thicker then I thought… something is wrong here!'

Chapter 8 – Arrivals, Denials, and Revelations

"What on earth are you talking about? Why would Harry want to kill anyone and who the Fuck would be stupid enough to cast the Imperius Curse on him?" Sirius asked. It seemed he forgot his earlier threat to bring in Remus if they actually had become illegal Animagus, which they had.

Hermione explained what had happened to Remus, as much as she knew. Harry sat, thoughts chasing each other around his head. 'Something's not right here. I know Malfoy hates me, but he never attacked him openly in public like this before. This whole thing feels wrong.' Mione's words kept playing in his mind. He was brought out his reverie by her voice saying, "It was insane, or rather he was insane. He looked crazy, not at all his calm composed self. I didn't know Malfoys were allowed to have such emotional out-bursts." She scoffed. Harry gave a mental shrug and put the matter aside.

Again, Sirius sat there, in complete shock. He was doing that a lot lately. Without a word to any of them he got up and went to the fire. Pulling something out of his robe, he tossed into the fire. "REMUS J. LUPIN! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!"

A voice issued from the fire in return, "What ever for, Sirius? Wait a minute! Are you at Hogwarts? Why? Are the kids okay? Harry, Ron, Hermi-"

Sirius, however, cut him off with another loud bellow, "MOONY! SHUT THE HELL UP! IT'S MARAUDER BISUNESS. NOW GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!"

"Okay, Okay, alright already. Merlin's beard…. Just a second." A few seconds later, a tall rather raggedly dressed wizard came striding out of the large hearth. He had sandy blonde hair and a handsome, but tired looking face. He grey shone with interest and intelligence as he surveyed the room. Sirius watched him eyebrow cocked, dark eyes sparkling with mischief and amusement. "Merlin, I don't now how long it's been since I last heard that type of summons. This should be interesting." He turned to Sirius. "Padfoot, Explain!"

So, Sirius explained. By the time he was done, with a demonstration or two from the Trio, Remus had long since sat down. After he finished, Sirius turned to Hermione and told her to explain about the duel. Remus listened quietly.

"Well, that was incredibly foolish of Mr. Malfoy. Quite unlike the Malfoys I know. Of course, it was also very, very foolish for you three to follow in your father and Sirius's footsteps. That was a very dangerous… Thing to do." Moony admonished, his eyes twinkling with pride. All through his speech Sirius had neglected to say exactly what it was they had done, because of Fred, George, and Ginny, who were all sitting there looking intensely confused. Well, actually, George and Ginny were. Fred wasn't paying too much attention. He was watching Harry and Hermione steal glances at each other. When Hermione had started to tell them about the duel in depth, Harry, Fred noticed, had sat staring fixedly at her mouth the entire time. 'Damn it!' he though, resignedly. 'Fuck! They've got a thing going. There go my chances. No one can compete with Hogwarts Golden Boy! Maybe I should ask them first?'

Fred stood and cleared his throat. "I have a question." He stated.

"Yes?"

"Harry, Hermione, are you two, like, dating or something?"

"No" they both said, too quickly.

Everyone looked at them. They glanced at each other and smiled guiltily. George and Ron hooted with laughter and Ginny started singing 'Harry and Hermione sitting on a Broomstick, K-I-S-S-I-N-G' (I could make that incredibly dirty, but Ginny is to innocent. Think…hmmm. What Rhymes with Stick? Kick, no. Pick, no. Oh I know LICK! OOO and another word…Never mind).

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The rest of the night was passed in companionable talk and reminiscing about the Marauders from Padfoot and Moony. The group listened carefully to the stories, trying to glean info and new prank ideas. At around midnight, Ginny began to yawn frequently. Soon after the decision to go to bed was made. Fred and George offered the extra beds in their dorm to Remus and Sirius. The trio was left sitting there until Ron yawned widely and left to go to bed, as well.

Harry and Hermione sat looking at each other, awkwardly. "Ummm…" Hermione said uncertainly.

Harry smiled at her new shyness. "Mione. We probably should sort a few things out and I wanna talk to you about something." She nodded. "First, though…"

He leaned forward, closing the space between them and kissed her lightly. He started to pull away, but she threw one arm around his neck and dragged him back. When they came up for air sometime later, Hermione saw that she somehow ended up in Harry's lap. She cuddled closer. "So, you wanna go as my date to the next Hogsmeade weekend?" Harry asked tentatively. She smiled and purred softly, smuggling even closer, surprising Harry no end. He chuckled at her antics. "I'll take that as a yes. You know, Mione, This feels… Oh, I don't know, right somehow. You're beautiful and perfect. I don't know why I didn't see it before."

Hermione blushed madly. "I'm not beautiful, Harry, and I'm definitely not perfect!"

"You are beautiful and I think you are perfect!" He kissed her again as if to prove his point.

"Harry, Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did." He laughed. "But ask away."

"Do you really think we'll need our Animagus to help with the war?"

"You never know, but don't worry about it. I would never let anything happen to you." She smiled up at him with a look of complete trust on her face. She felt safe in Harry's arms. She believed him whole-heartedly. "Hermione. Can I ask you something about the duel?"

She nodded, so he continued, "Now, I know this gonna sound like I'm sticking up for Malfoy (That could mean something really nasty but it's not meant to be. I am not making this a H/D slash story so just stop!), but I'm not! It's just… He was acting so weird."

"What's wrong, Harry?"

"I have this feeling that something was not right about that duel—"

"Well, duh! He used an Unfor—"

"No, that's not what I mean. I usually can feel the other person's power when I duel. I've dueled with Malfoy more then once and he didn't feel right, today. It was like, like he was possessed or something. It didn't feel like him."

"What are you saying, Harry?"

"I'm not quite sure. Is there a possibility that someone's…"

"Well, yea there is, but why? Why would someone do that?"

"To try and frame Malfoy for my death. Or just to kill me. It would be a good way to get into the castle. It's happened before."

"I've got to think about this. Later. Now" Hermione said, and then kissed Harry firmly. She placed her hand on this upper thigh, consciously this time. She kneaded it slowly. She felt, rather then heard, the groan start in the back of his throat. Smiling against his mouth, she nipped at his lip, softly.

He pulled away. "Okay. No way I'm being the submissive one!" He picked her up and carried her over to the couch. Harry laid her carefully on the couch and climbed on top of her. (Oooo you just wait and see what happens next. Don't you all wonder why no one has coming looking for them?) She squeaked and he smirked and kissed her deeply. His hand crept up her side under the material of her shirt. His fingers teased her soft skin and she moaned softly. Harry slipped his tongue in to caress the inside of her mouth and dipped his hand into her bra. She groaned louder and her back arced up off the couch.

At this point, there was a creak from the stairs and two shocked gasps. Harry and Hermione broke apart and they both sat up quickly, Harry still straddling Hermione. Ron and Fred stood their mouths hanging open. "Um. Yea. We'll just leave you two alone." Ron finally said.

"But, But. But you said…"

Harry grinned guiltily. "We, uh, kinda lied?"

"Fuck!" Fred turned on his heel and stormed back up the stairs. The others look after him, slightly perplexed.

"What's his problem?" Harry asked, getting off Hermione and standing.

"He asked me out a few days ago. I told him I'd think about it. I didn't think… well not that I was… Oh screw it. Harry I never though you would actually asked me out, so I gave Fred a stupid answer. I knew I'd never go out with him, but whatever. I was waiting for you to ask me out." She smiled. "And now you have!"

"Okay, this is getting sickening!" Ron said disgusted at the PDA his two best friends were putting on. "It's 1:30 in the morning. We have homework to do tomorrow, so now we should all go to bed."

Harry and Hermione looked at one another "Damn, why does he keep doing that?"

"That makes four time." Hermione replied, nodding. Ron raised an eyebrow and shook his head.

I am on VaCa and I do sometimes have the internet! Woooohoooo! Thank God for airport cards who mooch off other people's base station. R&R PLEASE!

P.S. for all u peeps like me, PDA means Public Display of Affection.