"Remus?" she murmured, gently closing the bedroom door behind her.
She had only just returned from work, frantically sending Kingsley the locations Draco had given her. She hoped that they could start investigating on Monday. She wanted the whole ordeal to be over before she gave birth to her child.
Remus didn't reply, his body splayed out across the entirety of the mattress, his hair ruffled and his torso on display. His tanned skin, adorned with faint scars, glowing in the moonlight. She shuffled towards the bed, undressing as she did so, grinning broadly when she saw Teddy cradled in his father's arms. With a pang of sadness, she thought of Tonks, how she was unable to watch her child grow up, unable to see him become the wizard she always said he would be. She missed Tonks. She missed her and she knew that Remus missed her, too.

"Bollocks, a person can have more than one soulmate! Sorry, Remus, but if you died and I found someone else I wouldn't hesitate." Tonks said, laughing as she saw her husband's slightly wounded expression.
"Nah, I don't agree," Sirius replied, crossing his arms indignantly.
"I don't care. Everyone deserves to be happy. If I am to die in this war, then I sure as hell want Remus to be happy when I'm gone."
"You won't," Remus argued.
"But if I were too, promise me you'll move on," she said seriously for the first time that night.
"I can't-" he began.
"I'd do the same," she reminded him, grinning cheekily and kissing his cheek tenderly.
"Fine, I promise," he muttered.
"Good, but as you said, it won't come to that."

She let the memory of that night in the Burrow play out in her mind and her eyes stang with tears as she thought of the pink-haired woman. She missed her. She missed Ron. She missed them all.
She shook her head. She knew that she would always carry her grief with her, but at that moment she forced herself to concentrate on what she still had. What she would always have. Her friends and the love of her life.
"Remus, babe," she whispered again, crawling in beside him and wrapping her arms around his warm body.
He breathed deeply. In and out. Hermione let her cool fingers glide across his shoulder blades, smiling as he shuddered slightly.
"Her- Hermione?" He asked hoarsely, his voice heavy with sleep.
She responded by kissing his parted lips. He moaned quietly and pulled her towards him.
"Careful, Teddy's sleeping," she breathed, letting her fingers get caught in his hair.
"I missed you."
She laughed quietly, her head resting on his chest, his steady heartbeat lulling her to sleep. His eyes were still closed and he looked so peaceful that she decided not to wake him fully. They could both sleep now. She'd see him in the morning. That was something she could count on. The only thing, it seemed.
"I love you," she exhaled, snuggling even closer to him.
"That's my line," he replied.

She awoke to Teddy crying beside her, his hands clenching and unclenching agitatedly. With a yawn, she rolled onto her side and pulled him into her embrace. He quietened down immediately, clutching her curls and tugging at them gently.
"Shush, Teddy. Daddy's still sleeping," she whispered, half expecting Remus to contradict her but he remained silent.
Finally, opening her eyes completely, she looked towards the other side of the bed. Remus wasn't there and as she stroked her hand over the mattress, she realised that he had left a while ago. She scrambled to her feet, crushing Teddy protectively to her chest. With a jolt, she realised that there was a large bloodstain beside his cushion. The dark red seeped into her mind, and her heart began to race. His bedsheets were crumpled as if someone had struggled to get out of them and his wand lay on the floor as if someone had disarmed him. She was panicking then, rushing towards the door, and nearly tripping over her feet.
"Remus!" She called desperately, running down the hallway, her dressing gown unravelling and revealing her naked body. She didn't even notice her state of undress.
There was no reply, but Teddy's agitated cries.
"Remus!" She screamed hoarsely, hurtling down the stairs. She was crying, her mind creating visions of terrible things being inflicted upon the werewolf. She crashed into the kitchen, positively beside herself with fear.
"Morning, 'Mione-" Sirius began, his smile quickly fading as he saw her dishevelled appearance, a slight blush creeping into his cheeks as he saw her naked form.
"Where is he?" she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Hermione what's going on?" he asked anxiously, striding towards her and taking Teddy from her.
"Remus? Where's Remus? Something terrible's happened!"
"What do you mean? What's happened?"
She shook her head, unable to speak as violent sobs shook her slender frame.
"Hermione, what the fuck is going on? You're scaring the shit out of me!" Sirius shouted, his eyes wide with confusion and dread.
"What's all this shouting about?" a warm voice suddenly rang out.
Hermione whirled around, her eyes disbelieving as Remus stepped into the kitchen, a bloody towel pressed against his nose. He froze as he took in the scene before him, Hermione crying hysterically and Sirius pale as a sheet as he rocked Teddy in his arms.
"What the fuck?" Remus breathed, instinctively pulling Hermione into his arms and stroking her hair as she gulped in breaths of air.
"Shit, Remus, I thought you were gone," she gasped.
"Hey, Padfoot, there seems to have been a misunderstanding. Can you give us a minute?" he said quietly.
Sirius nodded immediately, exiting the room in a swift motion, squeezing Hermione's shoulder gently as he left.
"There was blood, and your wand was on the floor-" she began.
"Fuck, I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd-" he faltered.
"No, I'm s-sorry. I overreacted."
"I had a nosebleed, and I thought I could fix it with my wand but I only made it worse," he explained, gesturing towards his bleeding nose.
"I just- I thought I'd lost you."
"No, Hermione, I wouldn't let that happen," he whispered into her hair.
Her heartbeat slowed slightly, her body reacting to the comfort Remus provided. She took the blood-stained towel from him and placed it on the table beside them, then with careful precision she pointed her wand at Remus's nose and murmured an incantation. With a soft pop, the blood flow stopped.
"I can't lose you, Remus. Not now, not ever," she said, her voice calmer than it had been just two minutes ago.
He chuckled softly, then kissed her forehead, gently wrapping the silky robe around her shivering body.
"It's going to take a whole lot more to kill me, now that I've got you," he breathed.
She kissed him then and he reacted immediately, twisting his hands into her hair and crushing his lips against hers. It was desperate and it said all that needed to be said.
Till death do us part.