Hello all. I got a couple of great reviews for the last chapter and they inspired me to go ahead and get this next part on the computer and posted. I want to thank EVERYBODY that has reviewed my story. You guys inspire me to keep posting it and not to just let it go. Okay...so here is the next part. Hope you enjoy it and I'll try to have the next part up in the next few days.

Remember it is unbetaed so any mistakes are my own.

Untitled - ch. 5

Remus sat on a bench at the train station as he and Harry watched Ron pacing in front of them.

"Ron," Harry said finally. "Pacing isn't going to make the train arrive any faster. Come sit down."

Remus smiled as Ron silently obeyed his friend. However, not two minutes later, he was up and pacing again. Harry sighed again and stood up.

"I'm going to get something to drink," he said, turning to Remus. "You want anything Remus?"

"No, thank you."

"Ron?"

"Huh?" Ron said, stopping his pacing and turning back towards Harry. "What?"

"Do you want anything to drink?" Harry asked plainly as if he were speaking to someone that was particularly slow.

"Oh," Ron said, still only half paying attention. "No, thanks."

Harry just shook his head and walked away. Remus just smiled and watched him go.

"What time is it now?" Ron asked.

Remus looked back at Ron. Had he really just been staring after Harry? He blinked and looked at his watch.

"It's ten minutes 'till two," he said.

"Ten minutes," Ron muttered to himself.

It was another five minutes before Harry returned and Ron had not stopped pacing. He sat down next to Remus, who had begun to read a magazine.

"What time is it now?" Ron asked. Again.

"About five minutes after the time before," Remus said, not looking up from his magazine and Harry smiled.

Ron plopped down on the bench beside Harry. "When is the train going to get here?" he whined.

"Should be here in about three minutes," Harry said.

"How do you now that?" Ron said, looking shocked.

Harry looked up and smirked. "I can see Remus' watch."

"Ha Ha," Ron said as Harry and Remus held back laughter.

"The train is close," Remus said after they'd recovered from the small laughing fit.

"And I supposed you know that by your watch too, right?"

"No. I can hear it."

"Right," Ron said. "How?"

"Ron. He's a werewolf, remember?" Harry whispered so only Ron and Remus could hear.

"Oh, right," Ron said, feeling a right bit stupid. "Sorry Remus."

"No problem."

It was another couple of minutes and the train pulled up, just as Remus said it would. Ron once again popped up out of his seat and began pacing. This was made slightly difficult as there were not people from the train everywhere.

"She's here," Remus said, standing up. Harry stood up with him and Ron turned to face him.

"What? Can you smell her or something?" he asked.

"No," Remus said, very matter-of-fact. "I can see her. Right over there."

Ron turned to look at the spot Remus had begun waving at and saw Hermione waving back. She picked up her luggage and ran (as best she could with heavy luggage) over to them. She set her luggage down and hugged them each in turn.

"It's so great to see you all," she said. "I want to hear all about everything I've missed since Christmas."

"And we want to hear all about your term at school," Remus said. "But for now, let's get home."

"Yeah," Ron said excitedly. "Remus has a chocolate pie waiting!"

"Ron!" Harry said. "That was supposed to be a surprise!"

"That's alright, Harry," Remus said, putting his hand on Harry's shoulder. "She had to find out sooner or later. This was just sooner than I expected."

"Sorry, Remus," Ron said, hanging his head.

"No more about it. Now c'mon. Let's go home and eat that pie."

They all nodded and left the station, Remus and Harry leading the way and not even noticing that Remus had yet to take his hand from Harry's shoulder.

The trip back was uneventful. They rode back quietly, each in their own thoughts. When they got back, Remus pulled into the magical garage, charmed to be big enough for Remus' car, the motorcycle Sirius left behind and anything else they felt like putting in there. They all got out and went in to enjoy the pie.

Once they had, Hermione sat back and smiled.

"That was excellent, Remus. I've missed your chocolate pies so much."

"Well I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm sure I can manage a few more before the summer is over."

"That would be great."

"So what do you want to do now?" Harry asked.

"If it's alright, I'd like to go take a nap. I'm dreadfully tired."

"Of course," Remus said, standing up. "Ron, why don't you take Hermione to her room?"

"Okay," Ron said, speaking for the first time since they had arrived. "C'mon."

Ron silently lead her upstairs and down the hall to her room.

"Here ya' go," he said, then promptly turned to walk away.

"Is everything alright?" she asked, making him stop and turn around.

"Everything's fine. Just fine," he said, then turned and walked away, leaving a very confused Hermione behind.

Down in the kitchen, Remus had gotten up to put the pie away while Harry sent the dishes to the sink to wash.

"Ron's been very quiet," Remus said after closing the refrigerator.

"I think he's upset about Hermione having a boyfriend."

"Why would he be upset? Wouldn't he be happy for her?"

"Sure he is. In his own way," Harry said as Remus sat down across from him. "He wants her to be happy."

"But..." Remus prompted, feeling that there was more to it.

"But," Harry sighed. "Ron's been in love with Hermione since we were twelve. He wants her to be happy, but he would like it if it were with him."

"I see now. So why doesn't he just tell her?"

"Because. Ron doesn't ever say what he feels. He's too afraid of her saying no."

"Seems like the risk would be worth it," Remus said after a thoughtful moment.

"Yeah," Harry said, looking at the table. "But he'd rather have just friendship than risk her saying no and possibly making things weird."

"I can understand that."

"Yeah. Me too."

They both sat in silence until Remus pulled himself out of his thoughts and stood up.

"I think I'm going to take a nap as well."

"Yeah. I think I will too. I didn't realize how tired I was."

"Me neither," Remus said as they left the kitchen. "Probably because of all the excitement of Hermione coming home."

"Yeah."

They walked the rest of the way in silence. Upstairs, they came to Harry's room first.

"See you in a little while," Harry said.

"Yeah," Remus said, passing by. "Sleep well."

"You too," Harry said, closing his door.

Remus walked on to his room and shut the door. He lay down on the bed and awaited the sleep he wanted to come. But it wouldn't. He stared at the ceiling for what seemed like forever before he just got up.

He made his way down to the sitting room and plopped down on the sofa. He stared at the empty fireplace and willed sleep to find him even here. He sat forward and put his head in his hands. It was going to be a long summer.

There it is! Hope you enjoyed it and remember, reviews are love!