Epilogue
Hermione's fingertips traced his stubble which was already starting to grow back from when he shaved the night before. She was staring at him like it was the first time she saw him.
It wasn't and it would not be the last time she did but he was sure she would always look at him this way; as if she was studying him and committing him to memory.
He would catch her looking in his direction sometimes at the bar, with this same expression on her face.
"What are you thinking?" he asked her, his hand mimicking her movements on his face, on the small of her back.
'Mmm' she hummed lazily
'I have everything at my fingertips' she quoted to him, her mind still not focusing on what he was saying to her.
An eyebrow quirked in question towards her and her smile grew brighter, 'A song that I love, a muggle song that I love' she corrected
'It's the damnedest thing, the song never fully made sense to me and now I feel as if every word was written about you and this moment, what you mean to me."
He laughed lightly, kissing the top of her forehead "you should play this song for me one day."
She didn't answer, not verbally; she simply reached down and took his hands into hers, bringing it towards her face, palm up.
She lightly kissed his scar, remembering their shared sacrifice for each other.
She would happily do what he wished.
She would show him all of the songs, passages, and artwork that seemed to capture everything he made her feel.
All of the pieces that she had been drawn towards; the universe seeming to know that she needed them and they would all make sense to her and them one day.
Remus was after all, the mate to her soul and Hermione would spend the rest of her days showing him how thankful she was for that gift.
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