Title: Shoot The Moon
Disclaimer: I own nothing!!!
Author: Me of course—who else???

Chapter Fifteen: In Her Place

Hermione was in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. Her head popped up from the turkey and she looked in the direction of the kitchen door. Remus must be here, she thought. Wiping her hands on her apron, she pulled it over her head and tossed it into an open drawer and then shut it. Walking cautiously toward the door, she gingerly pushed it open. Remus stood at the door with a bottle of wine in his hand, looking as young and handsome as ever. She flushed. Her father rose up and went over to shake his hand; her mother went to take his coat. So far, so good, she thought. Her grandmother had appeared on the couch, and appeared sour as ever. Pushing open the door fully, she made her way out in the living room. Lupin looked up and smiled.

"Hermione," She smiled.

"Remus," She walked over to him and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Mum, Dad, Grandma, this is Remus Lupin," Her mother smiled and so did her father.

"Nice to meet you dear," her mother said smiling. Remus nodded and gestured to the bottle of wine in his hand.

"Shall we?" he asked. They nodded and ushered him inside. Her grandmother still remained silent.

A little while later, they were all seated around the table waiting to eat. Hermione sat across from Remus, and they shot each other wary glances. Her grandmother hadn't spoken all evening. Remus had proved skilled in conversation, by managing to engage both her parents in a lively discussion. Suddenly her grandmother sneered.

"Well, well, well, now I see what kind of lowly man my granddaughter has found, a lame teacher, an old man," The room became silent. Remus cringed.

"Mrs.Grange—"

"Don't bother," she snapped. "I know what you want; all you want is to use Hermione for as long as you can. She is young, and stupid, you are old, and stupid as well, perhaps a little more cunning than she is, but you have her wrapped around your finger, and she does any little thing you want her to do," Hermione's face became contorted with anger. Remus closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath.

"Mrs. Granger, I am sure you must be feeling a bit ill, would you like to be escorted to your bed?" he asked politely. She got on her feet.

"By you, never, not some bloody snake who's just trying to get some pus—"

"MOTHER! That is enough!" shouted Hermione's father. He had jumped from his seat and was trembling. His mother arose from the table and left the room in a huff. Hermione looked as though she was going to cry and Remus looked at her with his sad eyes. He went over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. She touched his hand.

"Remus, I'm so sorry," she mumbled. He sighed.

"It's not your fault, don't apologize," he muttered. Hermione's father shook his head.

"I've let her have her way with her mouth for too long," Hermione's mother stared at her husband in shock. Hermione closed her eyes. It was over.

"Why don't you two go and sit in the living room while we clean up," said her mother. Hermione nodded and rose up.

"Excellent dinner, Mrs. Granger," he said before leaving the room. She smiled.

Hermione and Remus sat on the couch looking at each other.

"Well that went well," A huge grin spread on his face. She shook her head.

"I hope she finally learned her bloody lesson," she grumbled. He smiled at her and grasped her hand.

"I think she did," he said warmly, grazing his teeth across her knuckles.

"I hope so," she murmured.

"Your parents are quite nice," She smiled.

"They like you," she replied. He nodded.

"I'm glad,"

"Me too,"

Later that night, Hermione stood outside the door of Remus' house. He looked into her eyes and smiled.

"Would you like to come in, Hermione?" he asked gently. She smiled shyly and shook her head.

"I'll be getting back home tonight, but, I will visit you tomorrow," He pouted.

"Please," She sighed.

"Oh, alright, only for a little while,"

A/N: This was a bit short too, but I wanted to put something else up. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR ALL THE REVIEWS!!

You have no idea how happy they made me

I was so stressed and they made my DAY!

So I made progress, I finished my SUNY application, and my St. John's as well. I forwarded my SAT scores, and so things seem to be cheery for now. Off to read for seminar, Freud, blah.

A poem

Alone with my thoughts

My mind wanders

To the shores of long ago

When we played in the sand

When the waves beat upon the shore

And laughter rang out into the air.

The sky above is clear

And we held hands

To stroll together

Down the shoreline

Under the moon

I wrote that one day while I was bored. scoffs

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