(AN: I'm so sorry it's taken so long. Between work, school, a new husband, and a bratty dog…things are hectic…to say the least. I hope you think this chapter is okay)

True to her word, Hermione owled Severus.

Dear Severus,

Next weekend is a Hogsmeade weekend (one of those obvious things I'm good at noticing) and I was hoping you would meet me for drinks at The Three Broomsticks at 3pm. You can let me know in person or by owl if you're more comfortable.

Hermione Granger

Severus folded the note up and placed it in his satchel. He had thought she was just being polite or possibly just trying to make him the butt of a joke. But despite the pranks Potter and Black played on him in the past, Severus decided to agree to drinks. During breakfast, Severus approached the Gryffindor table. He ignored the sneers from his house's table and the table he currently approached.

"Uh…Hermione?"

The girl turned around and smiled up at him.

"Good morning Severus."

"Morning. Um. I got your note and I'll meet you at The Three Broomsticks at 3pm on Saturday"

Hermione nodded, "Okay. I will see you then. Your house isn't going to disown you or try to curse you for meeting me are they?"

Severus turned back to his table and saw quite a few people whispering to each other and pointing at him. He saw Narcissa try to talk with Lucius but he apparently wasn't listening, he just sat there and glared at Severus. He looked back at Hermione.

"No. They know better than that. They also know not to try anything with you either so I don't want you to worry."

Hermione laughed, the sound echoing in the hushed room.

"I'm not worried. I'm positive I can handle myself. You better go eat or you'll be going to class hungry."

Severus nodded, turned and walked away. Hermione went back to her food and felt someone's eyes on her. She glanced up and saw Sirius staring at her.

"Wha-What the hell is going on? You're meeting Snivellus at Hogsmeade? Does your boyfriend know about this?"

Hermione turned to Remus, her boyfriend of two days and he smiled at her. She looked back at Sirius.

"Yes. He's going with me."

two nights before

Nearly three weeks had passed since Hermione's arrival at Hogwarts. Although they had been an unspoken couple since the train ride, Remus still hadn't "officially" asked Hermione out…which was making her a bit antsy. Tonight, she sat alone in the library studying…well…at least she was supposed to be studying. Instead, she found herself doodling on her parchment. When she finally looked at what she'd absentmindedly been writing, she had to bite her lip to stop herself from laughing out loud.

Hermione Granger-Lupin

Hermione Lupin

H. Lupin

Mrs. Hermione Granger-Lupin

Mr. and Mrs. Remus Lupin

Remus and Hermione Lupin

She had also filled a half a page with hearts with Remus Hermione Love written in the middle of them

"It fits, doesn't it?"

Slowly, Hermione turned her head to find Remus reading over her shoulder. A familiar blush crept up her neck and stained her cheeks. She quickly folder the paper and put it in her bag.

"Hi. I'm studying."

Remus raised an eyebrow and sat next to her.

"Is that so? And what are you studying?"

"Uh…um…"

Hermione really couldn't remember the last time she was speechless. Instead of trying to think of an intelligent answer she did the next best thing.

She leaned in and kissed him.

The kiss seemed to last forever but in reality, only a few seconds had passed before they broke apart. She tilted her head slightly to the right and gave him a small smile. It was Remus' turn to blush. He looked down at her hands, noticing how delicate they seemed. He pulled them into his and looked back at her.

"Hermione, will you be my girlfriend?"

She leaned in and kissed him again, this time daring to slip her tongue between his lips. He shyly opened his mouth and let go of her hands to pull her closer to him. Finally, they ended the kiss both slightly out of breath. He rested his chin on the top of her head.

"Is that a yes?"

Hermione smiled, although he couldn't see it.

"Yes Remus. That's a definite yes."

As Hermione lay in bed that night, she sighed to herself. She was going to have to tell him the truth. At least, parts of it. She thought she should be a little more afraid that he wasn't going to believe her. But something deep inside her kept telling her that she had nothing to be afraid of.

The next day, Remus and Hermione had their first date. They decided to have a picnic down by the lake. After eating the food the house elves had allowed Remus to make (imagine Hermione's surprise when she found him doing THAT), they sat in silence together. Remus was leaning up against a tree while she had settled against him with his legs on either side of her.

"Remus, there's something I need to tell you."

"Hmmm?"

Hermione leaned more to the side and turned her head to see him better.

"Professor Dumbledore isn't really my grandfather."

He looked at her questioningly, "Okay."

She swallowed, "My parents are Damien and Jaeda Snape. When I was an infant, I was taken from them by...a very bad man. He sent me away and killed them. Severus is my cousin."

Remus thought about it for a moment, "Voldemort."

Hermione looked at him questioningly.

"What?"

"The bad man. It was Voldemort wasn't it?"

She nodded slowly, "How did you know?"

He smiled at her, "I borrowed James' invisibility cloak about two weeks ago because McGonagall had something of mine. I snuck in while she was talking to Dumbledore and overhead the conversation. I know about your parents. I know that you're related to Snape. I know that Voldemort took you. I also know that you were sent into the future."

She was awestruck.

"None of this bother's you?"

Remus shrugged, "Why should it? I like you a lot. I think I may even love you, which scares me a little but…in a good way. I don't care who you're related to. I don't care where you're from. All I care is where you are now. Here…with me."

Hermione turned around and wrapped her arms around him, placing kisses all over his face. Finally, she placed a light kiss on his mouth then pulled back and looked into his eyes.

"I think I may love you also, Remus Lupin."

Their kiss was anything but chaste. Minutes later, they ended it.

"Wow."

Hermione giggled, "Wow is the right word for it."

They settled back into their previous positions.

"I guess you'll want to tell Severus?"

She nodded, "Yes. He should know. Maybe not that I'm from the future…that's just too weird…but he should know he's my cousin. He seems so alone sometimes."

"Hermione…there's something you should know about me."

She tilted her head back. She knew what he was going to tell her.

"Hermione, I'm a werewolf."

She kissed his chin.

"I know."

"How do you know?!"

She giggled softly, "Remus, I knew the future you."

He laughed, "Ahh…what's the future me like?"

Hermione thought about it for a moment.

"In the need of a strong woman who knows how to treat him."

"I guess the future me is going to be better off now, isn't he?"

She blushed, "I guess so. Remus…?"

"Hmmm?"

"I had a crush on the future you."

Remus brought her closer to him and leaned in, his breath hot against her ear.

"Really? Did you…dream about me?"

She turned to him, her mouth less than an inch from his own.

"Every night. Now I have the chance to act out those dreams."

The kissed and this time…stopping really wasn't easy. But, they were able to fight back their raging hormones…for now. As they walked back to the castle, he looked down at her, marveling on how lucky he was. She looked back up at him and smiled, thanking Merlin for allowing her to have her dream.

"I'm guessing you'll be asking Severus to Hogsmeade?"

She nodded, "Will you come with us?"

"I was hoping you'd ask. I didn't want to have to force you to take me with you."

Hermione playfully punched him in the arm and ran off. Dropping the blanket and basket, he took off after her.

Hogsmeade Weekend

Severus had gotten to The Three Broomsticks early. He sat in a corner nursing a butterbeer and reading a new muggle novel he had bought. Although he enjoyed the books written by wizards and witches…sometimes partaking in the simplicity of non-magical world was what he needed to stay sane.

"Hello Severus."

He looked up into the smiling face of Hermione Granger and then noticed Lupin standing behind her with a hand on her shoulder.

"Hermione. Lupin."

Remus nodded as they sat down.

Hermione caught sight of the book he was reading. She grabbed it from his hands and he noticed that she politely kept his page for him.

"The Catcher in the Rye! Oh…I love this book! How do you like it so far? What part are you at?"

She turned the book around and scanned the pages, "You're almost done. Holden's speech…definitely my favorite part."

She handed it back to him and he placed a bookmark in it before shutting it and setting it aside. He noticed that Remus had leaned back in his seat and was watching Hermione with an amused look on his face. There was something in the other man's eyes that caught Severus' attention. Was it possible Lupin was already in love with her?

"Severus. There's something I need to tell you."

He turned to her, slightly hesitant because of the serious look that suddenly crossed her face. He placed his hands on his lap.

She leaned forward, "When I was an infant…maybe just a couple of months old…I was taken away from my parents and they were murdered. I was sent away and was found on the steps of a hospital. My parents were…"

He interrupted her, "Damien and Jaeda Snape."

Hermione sat back a bit, slightly startled.

"Do you remember them?"

"I've seen pictures. And..."

"And what, Severus?"

He looked straight at her, "And I remember those eyes. Growing up, I couldn't figure out why a certain shade of brown always caught my attention. A cinnamon color. Two years ago, I found a box of pictures over the summer. They were pictures of my dad's brother, his wife, and a little girl. Your mother had those eyes…you have those eyes. When I picture those eyes…they always seem like they are laughing…like they are happy. They were nothing like the cold eyes I was used to. I…"

Severus stopped talking and blushed. He hadn't meant to carry on like that. He put his hands back on the table and started to stand up but Hermione's hands covered his. He looked at her and she smiled at him. He sat back down with a sigh. She smiled at him again and squeezed his hand.

"Hello, cousin."