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Disclaimer: As before Im still not trying to claim any of this as my own.

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Hermione woke in the hospital wing at Hogwarts. She didnt have a clue as to how she had gotten there. All what she remembered was walking down a set of stairs, then blackness. How odd.

"Ah, I see your awake Ms. Granger!" The nurse smiled. "You've been out for days now! I was begining to worry a little. Although that was a nasty fall you took down those stairs! Lucky Professor Dumbledore found you."

Hermione nodded, trying to remember her fall down the stairs. Though, that would explain the blackness of her mind. But why was she at those stairs in the first place? She tried to think back but her head began to ring loudly. She touched her temple and decided that she wouldnt think right then. She really must've bumped her head.

Madame Prompfrey must've noticed the look of pain across Hermiones face, "Dear, head ache?" the young girl nodded. "No worries, Ill have you feeling better in a jiffy." The nurse bustled over to her potions cupboard and pulled out a bright purple vial. "This should do the trick."

The potion tasted of sweet summer strawberries at first but that quickly faded into an after bite of sour milk. Despite the taste, the potion did do just the trick. I suppose the taste is worth it, she though.

"When will I be able to leave?" She was now begining to feel antsy just laying there. She felt as if she had to get up and move around, anything at all even if it wasnt productive.

"Most likely today, in the evening before dinner, or tomorrow at the latest." Madame Prompfrey said over her shoulder as she started for her office.Hermine thought to ask her another question but decided not to. She sat up a little and looked around her bed space. It looked as if she didnt need to ask at all. Harry and Ron hadnt been there to visit her. There wasnt any chairs next to her bed, no chocolate frog colletable cards. Although there was somthing out of the blue. A single red rose witha note attatched to it.

"Feel better. And try to remember.
Your Secret Admirer"

Try to remember? Try to remember what? Falling down the stairs? Why would she want to remember something like that? If it left her in the hospital wing unconscience for days, it was probably something she wouldnt want to remember. Hermione didnt know whether to think the note sweet and mysterious or rude and creepy. Although she couldnt deny the fact that the rose was beautiful. A secret admirer, she hadnt had anything like this happen since her fourth year with Viktor. And as most the school knew, thanks to Lavender, that was one ride Hermione didnt want to go one again. She kept running the thought across her mind about having a secret admirer, or the possiblities of who it could be; so many guys but so little choices of who would actually like her. Why didnt the nurse say anything?

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The full moon was that week, and Remus was begining to feel the effects of it; he was uneasy, distant, and spacey. Ever since Hermiones return, three days ago, his mind had been fogged. He left her a rose in the middle of the night by her infirmary bed so Poppy wouldnt notice him. The pensieve Dumbledore had given him full of her memories sat on his office desk, swirling mysteriously, as all pensieves do. He couldnt help looking into it. Everytime he entered a memory, he could feel her emotions around her. The love she felt for him was so strong it was intoxicating. How would a spell remove that forever? He knew he shouldnt spend so much time in her memories, but he couldnt help it. He kept bitterly going back to before she left.

Flashback

Hermione sat in the Gryffindor tower window, watching the rain pour down outside. Fer face was mirrored in the window. Remus couldnt tell if there were tears running down her eyes or if that was the rain. It seemed as if the world was crying with Hermione. He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

"Love, why are you crying?" Remus kissed the nape of her neck. She shrugged away, as if she didnt want to be touched. "Sweetheart, tell me please."

Hermione turned around and looked up at him. More tears errupted from her chocolate eyes. " Can we talk somewhere else?" She glanced around the room, as other people leaned in to hear their conversation. People in the past almost seemed more nosey than those of the future.

The two left and went to the library. Remus tried to hold her hand, but she folded her arms. He was really starting to worry. "Whats wrong Hermione. Your starting to worry me." She looked up at him and kissed him passionately on the lips.

"Dumbledores found a way." She cried out once they parted. Practically falling into a chair, she started bawling her eyes out even more.

Remus stood shocked, "But he said there wasnt a way. That you would be stuck here until you were reborn." He didnt like the sound of that part either, but he didnt want to be robbed of his time with his 'Mione.

"I know. But he said he found a way. And that Ill be leaving tonight at midnight." She grabbed his hand which was at his side and studied it, sniffling. "I dont want to go back. I dont want to leave here. This is so much better than the future!" This comment lead her back to more tears.

"I dont want you to leave either, 'Mione. But just think, when you get back we can be together again!" His feeble attempt at stopping her tears.

"Your willing to wait for me? But its such a long time!"

"Of course Im willing to wait. Sometimes you have to wait for the best things, and you, your the best thing I will ever have." He touched her chin and tilted it up and pissed her lips softly. "I love you Mione." His eyes sparkled, showing this to her. He didnt even need to say it, in everything he did, he showed it.

"Remus," She took a deep breath, closing her eyes, letting his name play on her lips for a moment, "I love you too." She touched his hand, which was still on her chin. "I want you to be there when I get back. Please?" She gazed upon him, pleading him.

He smiled and kissed her again. He loved to feel her soft lips against his, the spark he felt everytime they touched. "I promise. No matter what I will be there."

End flashback

And he was there. He was there for everything, there for watching Dumbledore remove her memory. He was kicking himself for not fighting harder. It wasnt fair to cheat her or him of what they had together. He had wait for so long, stood back for so long. When he found out about Hermione dating Viktor Krum, he nearly lost it with jealousy. He just had to remind himself that he had 2 more years till he could have her again. He knew that she would be his. But his certainty was almost gone. Would he be able to win her heart again? Him as he is now? Or will he just lose and have wasted all this time for nothing?

The bell rang for class to start. He wiped the few tears that escaped his eye and entered his classroom full of first years. How would he make it through this class? It was his only one that morning, which he was happy about, but still, it was an 80 minute period. Eighty minutes of Slytherins and Ravenclaws which translated into hell. The class went on and he snapped at a slytherin for saying "mudblood" to one of the ravenclaws. The student lost his house 20 points.

"If you say that again, Ill send you to Professor Snape, who Im sure will not be happy to see you under such circumstances." Remus told the frightened slytherin who sat back down. His housemates glared at Remus, one muttering under his breath about him being a werewof. Remus caught this comment, and took a deep breath. "You," he pointed to the student, "out in the hall. I will deal with this problem once I am done teaching the lesson." The student rolled his eyes and started to gather his books. "No, leave your books. To the hall." The student threw a small fit of throwing his books back down and stomped his feet as he left the classroom. Why did the student have to be so difficult today. "Any one else? No? Thats what I thought. Now, I will continue with the lesson once you show me your ready." The class all stopped their conversations, and payed attention.

After the lesson and dealing with the student Remus retired to his office. He was feeling extremely grumpy after that lesson. He made a mental note to thank Dumbledore for the prep period afterwards. He sank down in his chair and took a deep sigh. The lesson plan for his next class, which was after lunch was laying infront of him. Thrid years. And it was about werewolves. Why did he have to choose this lesson so close to the full moon? Well, it was apart of the cirriculum, and it needed to be taught. He rubbed his temple. Maybe he should go see Poppy, give him a potion for his edgyness. Merlin knew, he needed it. Hermione! Maybe she would be awake. And if he went there to go get a potion he would get to tlak to her for a moment. Maybe she would remember despite the charm. Dumbledore must've knew he was taking a chance placing the charm on her, because it didnt work 100 of the time.

Remus smiled as he left his office, locking it behind him. He didnt need any nosey students peeping their head in Hermiones pensieve. He made his way up to the infirmary, seemingly much happier than he had been all day. He got there and went straight to Poppy, it would look suspicious if he took a stop and saw Hermione first.

"Hello Poppy! How are you?" He greeted the nurse, who jumped slightly.

"Oh my Remus! You scared me for a moment! Im doing fine! How can I help you today?" She smiled happily, as she usually was these days.

He nodded, "Thats good, thats good. I was wondering if you had a potion for my edgyness. As you know the full moon is on friday and well todays tuesday! After that last class, I think I really need it." He laughed and she jumped up, and wattled out of her office.

"Of course I do, I always keep a fresh store for each moon! Come this way, I'll do a small check up on you too, just make sure everything is in order." He followed her into the open bedding area, taking a seat on an open bed. Poppy always seemed to be protective of him, always offering him check ups when she could. He guessed it was because of when he was there as a student.

A few beds down, deeper into the room, was a bed with privacy curtains. But he knew who was behind them anyways. Hermione was consealed behind them, probably sleeping. He wondered if she had waken up yet and saw the rose. Poppy came back with the potion and a few other things. She went through the motions of the check up until she was satisfied.

"Well, Remus, your looking pretty good. And Im sure after having a class like you did today, anyone would be irrated. But heres the potion you asked from. Anything else I can help you with?" The woman always seemed eager to help with anything so long as it had to do with medicine. She seemed to have a pride in how she ran her hospital wing.

"Yes you can actually. I was wondering if Ms. Granger has woken up yet?" He gestured towards the shrouded bed. He hoped Poppy didnt rememebr the relationship he shared with Hermione.

"Yes, she has! Infact she said she was feeling quite lonely. I wish I could keep her more company but I have duties to go about. Would you liek to say hello?" She started to head for the bed.

"I suppose I could. I already have everything ready for my next lesson. Does she remember anything?" He wasnt sure if he should've asked but he had to know.

"Um, no. She doesnt, not even that nasty fall she took. But everythign before that is still intact." Poppy spoke very thoughtfully. Dumbledore had informed her of the spell placed on the girl, and that no one aside from the five people who need to know would know about it.

Poppy opened the bed curtain to reveal Hermione reading. "Really Madame Promfrey, you just checked on me not a half hour ago! I told you I was feeling fine, and that I would really like to get out of bed!" She exclaimed but her words trailed off when she saw Remus step out from behind her.

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Why would that woman not leave her alone! She was still in bed! If she wanted to keep an eye on her, she should remove the curtains. Hermione looked up from her book when she heard the foot steps nearign her bed, and the rattle of the curtains moving.

"Really Madame Promfrey, you just checked on my not a half hour ago! I told you I was feeling fine, and that I would really like to get out of bed!" she exclaimed but her voice trailed off when she saw her professor step out from behind her. "Oh, P-p-professor L-l-lupin. I wasnt expecting you!" She laughed nervously. Wait a moment, why was Hermione Granger nervous? When she saw her professor smile her stomach tingled slightly, but not in a bad way. It was a excited nervous tingle. Why was her stomach tingling? It was just her professor!

Remus grabbed a chair and pulled it next to her bed. She ran a hand through her bushy maine. "Hello Ms. Granger. I was stopping here in the infirmary for a potion and wanted to check and see how your feeling. The staff has been worried about you, that fall you took wasnt a pretty one!" He laughed, slightly, though it sounded forced. There was something in his eyes that she couldnt make out. It was something she always saw in his eyes, but now it was more evident.

"Oh, yes the fall. Actually I dont remember it," Hermione gave a nervous laugh, "And please professor, call me Hermione. We arent in class are we?" She smiled, particially because of the fact she wasnt inclass. That was one reason she wasnt pushing for the nurse to release her was the fact she would have to go to class.

A look came over his face, that she couldnt read either. Her favorite teacher was acting differently than normal, which made her curious. "No, no we arent Hermione. So, what book do you have there?"

"Oh, 'Hogwarts, A History' of course. And that its the only book she gave me." They both laughed. "I remember reading this book so many times after yo- a friend told me about it in my seventh year." Did she hear him right? Did he almost say 'you'? The potion she was given was probably getting to her. She took a deep breath and shook her head a little. "You okay, Hermione?" Remus leaned forward and placed a hand on her upper arm.

Her skin tingled where his hand was placed. Why was she reacting to him this way? Everything he said, or did jsut kept her attention so well. Why she was acting liek she had a school girl crush on him! "Yes, Im fine. Just the potion I took earlier is geting to me."

The man sitting next to her nodded, looking down. "Well, I should go now. I have teacherly things to do, you know. Like, well," He stalled and couldnt think of anything, "Umm, well teacherly things." He laughed and Hermione laughed with him. They both had a sad sound to their laughs. Hermione didnt want him to go, she as enjoying his company.

"Well, you know. A teacherly thing you could do is convince Madame Promfrey release me now, and let me off the rest of my classes today! Hows that sound? I mean, its ridiculous keeping me here when I could be in my bed in my room!" She had a mischieveious smile on her face, and he shook his head and laughed.

"Ill see what I can do, Hermione." He walked away, and she frowned. It was sad to see him walk away. For some reason during their whole conversation she saw him ina new light. But really, what could falling down the stairs do with how she sees people? Maybe it knocked a few bolts loose in her head.

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AN: Okay! Thank you for the great reviews. I really hope you all liek this chapter. I do :).. I think its pretty long. I mean, it has alot of content in it anyways. But thats not the point. Please review! Like I said before, I would really like some CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Im trying to get a beta now, so if you would like to do this, just say so. I would really love someone to help me with the typos and such (seeing as I dont have word and am using 'Wordpad' You know how that rolls lol)

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