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A/N: This has to be the worst I've ever written but I'm putting it up anyway. I suggest you run right now if you don't want to read something this crappy. I've not checked my grammar and spelling either. Anyway, if you continue to read on then don't say I haven't warned you.;-)

When Accidents Happen

Remus was walking up the stairs of Grimmauld Place while Hermione was on her way down. She felt herself miss a step but couldn't stop herself. Remus, with his wolf reflexes, dashed forward to catch her. However, Hermione's fall was quite forceful and they went down together.

It was only them two in the house so no one was there to rescue them or hear the fall. The fall was slow enough for Remus to whisper in to her ear, "Relax your body." Hermione closed her eyes and let herself go limp; it was a lot easier than she thought it would be.

Remus was the first to hit the stairs with a loud thud, while Hermione had been knocked unconscious on the way down thanks to the side of her head hitting the wall. The whole motion was ungraceful and dizzying; their limbs were now entwined with each other.

By the time they had reached the bottom of the stairs they were both unconscious. Hermione was lay on her back with her right arm above her head and her left arm tucked under Remus. Her legs were at awkward angles on the stairs. Remus was lay on his front with half of him covering Hermione. He had his left arm wrapped tightly round Hermione's waist with his head tilted towards hers. If it hadn't been for the fact that they had just fallen down the stairs, it almost looked like they were a couple taking a nap together.

Remus groaned as he woke up, the aches instantly hitting him. He kept his eyes closed while he moved each limb about in inch to see if there was any major damage. He stopped at his left arm when he felt it gripping something. He opened his eyes and gasped a little when he saw Hermione's face next to his own.

He moved to get up but stopped when he realised he didn't want to. All summer he had longed to be this close to her, it was just a shame that it had to be like this. He held his breath as he gently kissed her on the lips. As he started to pull away Hermione began to wake up. He started to get up himself but was shocked when her right hand came down and gripped his arm around her waist. His heartbeat picked up it's pace.

"It hurts when you move," she groaned while she opened her eyes. His heart felt dejected. She smiled sheepishly when she saw how close he was. The truth was she didn't want him to move because she liked the way he held her.

"Where does it hurt?" he whispered gently to her as he placed his head back on the ground.

"Everywhere but I don't think anything's broken," she whispered back. They stared at each other for a moment before anyone spoke. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No, just a few bumps and grazes," he told her. Finally he broke the little cocoon that had formed around them. He didn't trust himself to be in that position with her any longer. She had shown no signs of returning his feelings so why should he pursue it? "We should get up now, get cleaned up."

"I would," she giggled, "but you're lying on me." He blushed furiously as he took his arm away from her waist and lifted himself up. She winced at being moved so roughly but pushed the pain to one side as she let him help her up. She felt so upset for having to get up. She kept hold of his hands for a few seconds longer when she was stood up. She looked into his eyes to see a range of emotions flowing through them. 'He feels the same way,' a voice screamed in her head. Then something hit her; she hadn't been dreaming.

Remus let go of her hands and walked into the kitchen. He had barely made it through the doorway when he heard her say something that made him backup and turn around.

"What did you say?" he questioned, his heart racing. What was he going to do?

"I felt you kiss me," she repeated, feeling a little unsure of herself. She had wanted this so much over the summer and she wasn't about to pass it up. She just had to hope that what she saw in his eyes she hadn't misread. Another blush crept up on to Remus' cheeks as he hung his head in shame.

"I'm sorry, Hermione, I shouldn't have done that. It's just….." His voice trailed off as he struggled to find the words to tell her that he loved her with all her heart. He braced himself for rejection before lifting his head back up. His eyes widened a little as he saw her slowly walking towards him. She stopped in front of him and they both looked down as she took his hand in hers. She then lifted her head to look at him.

"Don't be sorry," she whispered with a quiver in her voice.

"Really?"

"Really."

Before anymore could be said, Remus was kissing Hermione with all the energy he had. There attention was on each other and no one else, so it was safe to say that they didn't notice Mr and Mrs Weasley enter with Ron, Harry, Ginny, Fred and George.

"It's about time," Harry cheered as the crowd walk past them into the kitchen. They pulled apart, shocked at the interruption.

"Fred, you owe me a Galleon. I told you it'd be today," George bragged. Hermione and Remus frowned while everyone moved around in the kitchen doing different things.

"You've been betting on us?" Hermione questioned. Their response was an annoyed Fred throwing a gold coin at George. "Why've you been betting on us?"

"Because it's fun. Besides, you two were taking that long to admit your feelings that we had to do something to keep us going over the summer," Ron chirped in.

Hermione looked at Remus who gave her a shrug of his shoulders; he was as surprised as her. Mrs Weasley suddenly stopped putting the dishes away and walked over to them. She turned Hermione round and then Remus.

"What one earth happened? You two look awful and you've got cuts all over you," she scolded as she dragged them over to the table to sit.

"We fell down the stairs," they said in unison. Everyone in the kitchen now stopped what they were doing.

"So let me get this right," Harry started, "It took you both to fall down the stairs to realise that you like each other?" They looked at each other and then nodded in response.

"If I had known that, I could have pushed them down myself and won the bet," Fred growled.

"You two are weird, do you know that?" Ron laughed.

"A shock to the system is always the best way to find out how a person feels," Mr Weasley told them all as he poured himself some tea.