A/N: Hi! First of all: I'm SOOOO sorry about the whole whine...eh...wine-affair! This is really embarrassing! Thanks for telling me! This won't ever happen again! At least I can say that I'm not a professional when it comes to alcohol! ggg I would like to have a beta-reader, but unfortunately my friends don't fancy the wonderful english language as much as I do...Any volunteers? ;) Anyway, I hope you like the next chap. It's short, I know. Hope you like it anyway. I do. Talk between friends...well, read yourself!

Get it on!

Remus was sitting in his room and was looking outside the window. The sky was grey and it was raining. The weather really fitted his mood.

Three weeks had passed since he saw her. In flesh in blood. But he had dreams about her. Or should he say nightmares? Because the worst of them really troubled him:

He was on the grounds of Hogwarts at night. Everywhere were big fires lit. All the people he knew where dancing around the fireplaces, having fun. Just as Remus wanted to join them, the sky cleared and the moon showed his full face. While Remus was wondering why he wasn't transforming, a figure appeared with the light. It walked along the shore of the lake, its face upwards, towards the moon. While the figure made its elegant, trance-like steps, the light of the moon seemed to follow it and made it glow mysteriously. As Remus came closer, he recognised the figure as a woman. She wore a light blue cotton dress with long sleeves. Her hair fell over her shoulders down her back and was black as the night itself. Although she had the wrong hair colour and was smaller than the Hope he knew, he recognised her. He ran towards her, shouting her name. He suddenly paniced. He felt that she was in danger. The 'awake-Remus' was wondering why he had felt that, cause she was just wandering around the lake, watching the moon. However, in his dream Remus ran so fast that his lungs burned to reach her, shouting her name over and over again. But she didn't react. Her eyes were fixed on the glooming ball. Then came the worst part, where he always shrieked out of this...yeah, nightmare: He finally reached her and reached his hand out to her. But as he was nearly touching her, she screamed, screamed so painfully like Remus had never heard someone scream before. The sound filled his head and exploded there. He could still hear this scream in his head after he woke up with a start, so full of deadly pain.

Remus knew that he was the reason for her screaming. His hand had burnt her. Or it had done something else.

He had hurt her.

This thought filled Remus head and stayed there.

He had hurt her.

He was the reason for her suffering.

He was the reason for her death...

Remus didn't know where this thought had come from, but he knew it was true. He had killed her...

"But she is alive! I can't have killed her! This is ridiculous!"

I killed her...

"Hey, Moony! Molly called you three times already to come to dinner! What's wrong, mate?"

Remus winced and turned around. Sirius was leaning in the doorway, a questioning look on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear her. Please tell her I'm not hungry."

Sirius had come into the room and was looking at him with concern.
"Is everything allright, Remus?"

"Sure."

Sirius didn't look convinced.

"Okay, Moony. Do I have to remind you that I'm your friend and that I know - and I always have - when something's wrong with you?"

Remus sighed. Sirius was right. He had always known when Remus felt bad about something. Whether it had been his furry problem, girls or school...he had known.

And Remus felt like he really needed to talk about Hope. And, although Sirius was an arrogant prat sometimes, he always listened.

"Well, actually I'm...worried. And confused."

Sirius let himself fall on the bed and looked at him expectantly.

"Tell me. I've got plenty of time" he said with sarcasm in his voice.

Remus sighed again.

"Well, I met a woman" he started.

Sirius' face brightened.

"Great! About time, old friend! You're not getting younger, you know?"

"Thanks" Remus said through gritted teeth.

"How is she? What does she look like? Is she pretty? Long legs? Big.."

"May I go on?" Remus asked loudly before Sirius could finish his sentence.

"Sure."

"Well, first of all, she's a muggle."

"And you don't know how to tell her what you are?"

"No...Yes...Could you please stop interrupting me?"

"Sorry" Sirius grinned. He obviously was amused about Remus' dilemma. Suddenly, Remus wasn't so sure if it was a good idea to talk to him about his problem.

"I promise, I won't interrupt anymore, Remus" Sirius said, as if he could read Remus thoughts.

"Fine."

Remus told Sirius everything about Hope, her wolves, their meetings and the strange feelings - or visions - he had when he was close to her. He told him about that feeling of familiarity and these awkwards comments she did. But, without knowing why, he didn't tell him about the nightmare...

Sirius listened carefully to his words and didn't interrupt him anymore. Remus was grateful for that, cause it seemed even more strange to him when he spoke about it.

"I know her, Sirius. Somehow..." Remus finished.

"Are you sure she is a muggle? Maybe she's a witch. Maybe you know her from Hogwarts" Sirius said.

Remus thought about this. Was he totally sure, that she wasn't a witch? Yes. But was he sure, that she hadn't something magical in her?

No.

"I'm sure she isn't a witch. I don't know her face. I just know her...eyes...I know it's weird. I don't understand it either."

Sirius thought about that.

"Maybe she's a seer."

Remus shook his head. "No. I...don't think so...But it's possible that there is magic in her."

Both of the men thought of any possible magic creature. But they didn't find something that could be her.

"Just tell her", he said after a few minutes silence.

"Tell her what?"

"Tell her what you are. Maybe she's just waiting for you to take the first step."

"But what if my mind just made these feelings, or visions, or whatever they are, up and she is a muggle? It's not easy to handle the information that the world you know is not what it seems...Not to mention the werwolf-thing."

Sirius stood up and put an arm around his shoulders. His voice was soft and serious:

"If she really loves you, she'll accept it."

"Great!"

Remus shrugged off Sirius arm and looked out of the window again. Sirius made a sound of annoyance.

"Remus! Stop thinking no one will ever love you! After what you told me about her, she already is in love with you. You just have to get a grip and get it on!"

Remus laughed bitterly. Get it on? Oh yeah, that sounds easy!

Suddenly Sirius grapped his arm, whirled him around and looked straight into his eyes.

"Do you love that woman?"

"What?"

"You heard me! Dou you love her?"

He had heard him. This question wasn't meant for him, but for the little voice in Remus head - or was it in his heart - which answered Sirius question at once with a gentle yes. The word echoed through his body. He loved her...

He couldn't love her! He didn't know her, damnit! She could be totally nuts! A loony, who lost her mind and thought she was the alpha of a pack of wolves!

Or she could be a professional killer! At least this would explain why she could afford a house and six wolves!

"You haven't answered my question, Moony."

"I don't know her."

"I didn't ask if you know her, idiot! I asked you if you love her! You know what love is, don't you?"

"Who knows what love is?"

Sirius looked as if he would strangle him any moment.

"Do you think about her? Do you dream about her? Do you feel lonely when she's not around? Do you feel complete when she is? Do you want to touch her, take her in your arms and never let go? Do you want to snog her senseless?"

This damn new voice in his heart answered to every question, without his permission, with a yes. Remus looked helplessly at his best friend.

"How can this be, Sirius? I hardly know her."

"Love doesn't know whether time nor place, Remus."

Sirius had put an comforting arm around his shoulders again. Remus knew Sirius was right. He was in love...

"Hey, since when are you so wise, Sirius?"

"I've always been in matters of love, Moony. I might remind you that I've lived quite an...exciting life, before this whole Azkaban-thing happened."

Remus chuckled.

"Yeah, I definitly remember that time! I remember the time when you went out with twins and the poor girls had no idea they were dating the same guy."

Sirius grinned and for a second his eyes got a far away expression.

"Damn, I was good!"

Both the men laughed.

"Now tell me, Moony. What does she look like?"