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I know. I'm evil, I'm sadistic, and hell yeah, I'm lazy. However, good news my little boys and girls! Since I have been such a bitch in making you all wait, I have a little present in this chapter, in fact, a bit of a big present. Evil giggle

Disclaimer: I feel bad. I've actually gotten quite a few comments on people enjoying my disclaimers. THERE'S SO MANY EXPECTATIONS OF THIS PART NOW! OHHHHH FOR CATHULU'S SAKE! WHAT WILL I DO? I HAVE TO MAKE YOU LAUGH!11!One!1! Oh, wait, right….. I don't own anything… And uhm…. IN THE THIRD MOVIE THE LUPIN!WOLF LOOKS LIKE A PARTIALLY SHAVED AND REALLY STREATCHED OUT CHIHUAHUA! ….Right.

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Harry had continued to stare into space for quite a while before Sirius' soothing hand on his shoulder had brought him back. He had taken a shaky breath and asked how all of this had happened. Sirius and Remus had shared a worried look and honestly confessed that they had no idea. Sirius had then tried to lighten the mood by telling them all that when Remus had seen the article during breakfast he had choked briefly on his water and then proceeded to spit it out onto Professor McGonagall's lap. This had gotten some laughs, though Harry's were somewhat strained and the others (aside from Alice) were terribly confused, having no clue who McGonagall was. Harry had tried asking some more questions, but he had sadly found out that Sirius and Remus didn't know much.

They informed him that the school was in a frenzy. Most of the students were thrilled, and a few wizard raised girls who had grown up hearing about Harry Potter and his tragic tale had started crying, much to Alice's amusement and Harry's embarrassment. Harry had also discovered that Rita Skeeter was luckily not as sneaky as she gave herself credit for, because she didn't seem to have made the connection between the great Harry Potter and the shy, pretty, boy she had met in the Leaky Cauldron.

They had talked until it got dark. They eventually decided that Harry would head back to the castle the next day to speak with Dumbledore and to try and get some answers. Clara, Aeson, and Artemis had graciously opened their home to Remus and Sirius for the night, they had graciously accepted.

Harry was now lying on his bed starring at the ceiling. He just couldn't figure out how this had happened. Had one of the teachers told? No, the headmaster trusted them enough and so Harry had faith in them. Then did Hermione tell? No, she couldn't have… She was his friend… Not to mention that she had known for longer than anyone had, she didn't tell then, so why now? His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at his door. He sat up so he was leaning on his elbows.

"Come in," he called to the person. The door swung open and Remus came in with a sweet smile on his face. Harry immediately felt better; a smile of his own stretched his lips. "Remus, what can I do for you?" He asked kindly.

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'There are a lot of things you can do for me…' Remus thought to himself. With a mental scolding he smiled and walked into the room. "I was just wondering how you're holding up." He replied with a grin, trying to ignore how good Harry looked; practically laying on his bed with his hair fanned out behind him and his long legs sprawled lazily on the mattress. The image was luckily taken away from his dirty eyes when Harry sat up fully to sit Indian style.

"I suppose I'm doing alright," he started out with a small frown on his face, his eyes trained on the sheets. "It's really just surprising. Also, I can't help but wonder who gave me away. Anyroad, I suppose that if I was going to tell everyone in the end it's really not that bad. And besides… I have my family here to help me. Dumbledore, Hermione, Sirius…" The younger boy raised his head and gave Remus a heartbreakingly beautiful smile. "And you." Remus was taken aback by that smile for a moment, so taken aback that he almost missed the hopeful and somewhat nervous question that lingered in Harry's voice at his final words. Luckily for us, the key word is "almost".

"Harry," Remus began, a slightly sad and questioning look crossing his face. He broke off there and hesitated for a moment before he moved forward and sat on the large bed next to the younger wizard. "Of course I'll be there for you. I promise that no matter what, I'll be there for you. Bloody hell, I didn't get to be there most of your life so sod it all if I'm not going to be there so much that you'll be sick of me now that I have the chance to." Remus took a shaky breath at the end of his little speech and watched as Harry's eyes misted over slightly and a sweet, small smile spread on his face.

"Thank you, Loup." Harry breathed out happily. And then, before Remus had a chance to register what was happening, Harry launched himself at the man. He threw his arms around Remus' neck and buried his face in the werewolf's shoulder. Remus froze for a moment before closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around the smaller boy. He pulled Harry's lighter form closer, not even registering that the boy was practically in his lap now.

They stayed like that for a while before Harry pulled back with still slightly watery eyes and a grin on his face. Remus smiled back, but both their smiles faded when they realized how close they were. Harry's arms were still tightly wrapped around Remus' shoulder, and he, in turn, still had his arms around Harry. He could feel the warmth of Harry's body as it pressed against his own, and smell strawberries on Harry's breath.

Without even thinking, Remus slid one arm from around Harry's waist and raised his fingers to brush lightly over Harry's soft cheek. Those cheeks turned pink in response and Remus felt Harry's smaller form shiver slightly against him. Remus took that as a good sign, so he slid his hand behind Harry's neck, pleased to find that his hair was just as soft as he thought it would be. Thanks to the stillness of the room and his heightened hearing senses, Remus caught the incredibly faint sound of Harry's heart, beating a mile a minute. Harry didn't once break eye contact, or the silence that had enveloped the room.

Remus studied those wide, green eyes for what seemed like an eternity. He was searching for anything that could tell him what Harry was thinking. Perhaps he was looking for some form of fear, maybe some form of wanting. He would be okay with anything; really, he just wanted something to tell him what he could safely do next. That was when Harry tilted his head just slightly, sighing in contentment. His long lashes lowered, casting dark shadow across his pale cheeks. That was damn well good enough for Remus.

With a mix between a mental cheer and a mental nervous breakdown, Remus leaned forward slowly. The strawberry scent on Harry's breath grew stronger as he got closer, he could almost taste it on his own tongue. He could distantly hear Harry's heart quicken even more, and then Harry's eyes slid shut fully. Remus' own shut lethargically. He could feel Harry trembling just the tiniest bit in his arms, and he was glad to somehow know that it was out of pure anticipation.

Then, there seemed to be a shock of electricity that sent tingling in his veins when he felt those soft lips press just barely against his own. Then it seemed like…. Everything, rushed through his body all at once, like water surging over a broken damn. His thoughts, emotions, disbeliefs, and a physical thrill of something that almost felt like pure adrenalin rushed fuzzily through every muscle, bone, and fiber of his body. However, most of all, he could fell Harry's heart beating quickly, the warmth of his body, the softness of his lips, and the way those long fingers tightened shakily on his shoulders. Remus could've stayed there forever, at least until he woke up. Well, he didn't wake up, however, the door to Harry's room did suddenly swing open.

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Harry was in heaven. No, that was too cliché, and there was nothing cliché about this kiss. This kiss was too good to be cliché, too perfect. Yeah, Harry wasn't in heaven, he was somewhere better; he was in Remus Lupin's arms with incredibly soft lips pressed against his own and the sweet smell of chocolate and the forest tickling his nose. He simply had to be dreaming.

'Oh God, Merlin, Zeus, Oden and anyone else who can bloody hear me right now, please let this not be a dream.' He was shocked at himself when he felt wetness build up in his eyelashes. He couldn't help it though. So many emotions were rushing through him; it was overwhelming but utterly addictive. He couldn't have controlled his tears if he tried, so he simply didn't try. He felt those warm lips slide ever so slightly against his own and let out a small whimper. He was about to reprocriate when the door to his room suddenly swung open.

Both of he and Remus pulled away from the kiss quickly. They moved just a bit away form each other and swung their heads to look at the door. They were frozen to the spot when Clara walked in calmly, glancing around the room. Her eyes settled on them and she smiled a bit.

"Dinner is rea-" She suddenly stopped and stared at them with wide eyes, it would seem that she suddenly registered their position. The silence from before was back, but this time is was thick and seemed to be crackling with apprehension, confusion, and surprise. Harry quickly lowered his arms from Remus' shoulders and he felt Remus pull away and stand up quickly.

"I… What…" Clara stuttered out with wide eyes. Remus and Harry risked a glance at the other. When their eyes met Remus studied him for a quick moment. When he had finished his eyes got even wider, his mouth quickly shut, and a thick blush settled on his cheeks. Harry watched as surprise, worry, fear, and finally regret swirled around in Remus' honey-gold eyes. The man quickly turned away and hurried to the door.

"I'll just head down to dinner then." He choked out as he moved past Clara and out of sight. Clara had turned to watch him leave, and when she turned back she still looked speechless. Then, she suddenly gained mental control and cursed angrily in elvish.

"I just interrupted something! Didn't I?" Harry didn't respond. "Damn me!" She cursed before storming out the door. Harry didn't move. He stared at the open door with wide eyes. He could feel his breath shake and choke as he remembered the look on Remus' face right before he fled.

'Oh God, Merlin, Zeus, Oden and anyone else that can bloody hear me right now, please let this be a nightmare.' He thought out, even those words seeming to crack.

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Remus continued down the hall quickly. He was such an utter idiot. He had just sat there, kissing Harry like a horny, lovesick schoolboy, just assuming that the other had been enjoying it. Just taking all those little reactions as good things. It had all come together when he had pulled away and looked at the younger boy. Nothing could've prepared him for what he had seen. Harry looked so small on that large bed; he had pink tinting his cheeks and something glossing his eyes. Remus knew it had to have been something close to fear, betrayal, maybe even disgust, when he saw a lone tear that had gathered in those long lashed slide from those wide, innocent eyes and across his pale face.

Remus resisted slamming his fist into the wall. He had taken advantage of Harry! He had taken advantage of poor, sweet, innocent, beautiful Harry. He had just ignored the signs. Oh yeah, Harry's trembling from anticipation, Remus mentally snorted. The way he had whimpered in fear when he had tried to deepen the kiss. Oh, and not to mention his racing heart. Sweet Merlin, the boy would be terrified of him now!

His footsteps stopped suddenly and he leaned heavily against the wall. What had he done? He'd gone and ruined it all, now he couldn't even be a friend. He clenched his eyes shut and ran a hand roughly over his face. He couldn't take that he wouldn't be able to face it! He heard footsteps coming from around the corner behind him and he quickly pushed himself upright and continued quickly to the dining room.

As he entered he was met with the sight of Aeson, Ares, Krishna, Alice and Sirius laughing at something from their seats around the table. Aeson smiled kindly when he spotted him and waved him over to the table. Remus returned the smile weakly and sat in the chair next to Sirius. Oh God, Sirius. Harry would no doubt tell, and Sirius would murder him in an instant.

He raised his eyes and attempted to look like he was listening. Ares cast him a calm smile. That was when Remus remembered the fluid, skilled way Ares had moved with his bow, and the firm and protective look on his face when he had found Remus and Harry in the woods. Remus' eyes quickly lowered and incidentally met those of Artemis from he spot next to the table. She gave him a smile, the best one she could and Remus returned it nervously. Oh Merlin, no offence to Sirius, but when Harry tells people what happened, Padfoot would be the least of his worries.

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Sirius whistled to himself as he, Remus, and Harry walked through the woods back to Hogwarts. Things last night had gone well. Harry had taken the news of his exposure better than he thought he would. Not to mention, he had gotten along great with Harry's Family in the grove. They had seemed to like him and Remus. In fact, Krishna had sensed his slight worries about them not getting along. Before they had left, she had taken him aside to assure him that she had known all of these people for, in some cases, longer than Sirius had been alive, and she knew how to read them. She had calmly told him, with a slightly amused smile that all of them quite liked both Sirius and Remus.

So it was with a light mood that Sirius strode along with his companions, his very quiet companions. Sirius finished his whistling song in a bit of a fanfare and cast brief looks at both Remus and Harry. They had been quiet the whole walk so far. In fact, they had both been extremely quiet since dinner last night. They both seemed a bit upset about something and had kept away from each other for the most part. Occasionally one would glance at the other when they weren't looking with an odd emotion on their face. Sirius would guess that they had had a fight, but neither seemed angry.

There was another thing; Clara had been acting oddly as well. She had come down to dinner looking slightly pissed off at, oddly enough, herself. Every once in a while she would look between Harry and Remus before cursing herself under her breath. The next morning she didn't seem angry, just eager. Eager to get Remus and Harry to talk at least. When they had left without her making any progress she had seemed terribly disappointed.

Sirius opened his mouth, about to calmly ask what the hell was going on, when Harry suddenly pulled out the invisibility cloak and threw it over himself. Sirius was confused for a moment before he realized that they had reached the edge of the forest. Sirius gave a quiet sigh and decided to approach the issue later on as they headed across the lawn to the back doors of the school.

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Harry sat tensely in the common room shared by Remus, Sirius, and him. As soon as they had arrived, Remus had gone to make some tea, moments later, Sirius had left, saying he was going to talk to Dumbledore. Now Harry was perched stiffly on the edge of an armchair, waiting for Remus to get back, for them to be alone the first time since the kiss.

Harry sucked in a breath when he saw Remus walk through the kitchen door, a tray with steaming tea floating behind him. He stopped dead and looked around the room; obviously surprised that Sirius had left. The tea levitated past him and settled on the coffee table in the middle of the room. For several moments, Remus and Harry simply stared at each other. Finally, Remus looked away and sighed.

"We have to talk," He murmured out cautiously. Harry felt his chest clench for a moment and nodded.

"Yeah," he managed to choke out. He watched numbly as Remus moved to stand in front of the opposing armchair, but didn't sit down. The older man seemed to be struggling with what to say. 'He most likely wants to let me down easily, tell me in a nice way that he's disgusted at the thought of kissing me like he did last night.' He thought sadly, not finding the will to be bitter.

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Remus could feel his heart hammering in his chest as he tried to find his voice and words to use it with. Finally his mental voice kicked in and told him to stop being such a prat and talk, next thing he knew, the words were pouring out.

"Harry, I'm so sorry about that I did! I shouldn't have taken advantage of you like that!" He heard Harry make a choked noise and inwardly cringed. "I just misinterpreted you! I guess I wanted you to feel like I did so much that my head made me think you did! I would never hurt you purposely in a million years! I just can't help how I feel! You're just so smart, and sweet, and funny, and beautiful, and sexy—Oh Merlin, not sexy! I mean—I'm sorry! You probably think I'm some old pervert now that-" Whatever he had meant to say next was thrown out of his mind when he was promptly tackled into the armchair behind him.

His arms automatically went around the slim waist of the body in his lap. He felt as if his heart had stopped when a warm pair of lips pressed against his own. He was really thrown for a loop when the owner of those lips took advantage of his surprise by slipping a slick tongue into his mouth. Remus' eyes clenched shut and a moan bubbled out from deep in his throat. He began to respond and tightened his arms around the warm body that was pressed against his.

Suddenly, the person pulled back and Remus opened his eyes to meet those of pure, emerald green. He panted slightly and stared in awe at Harry. The younger boy moved his hands, which had been behind Remus' head, to caress his face.

"You bloody idiot," he murmured out with a fond smile on his face. "Your mind did NOT make anything up! I DO want you! You sodding prat… That kiss last night was utterly brilliant, I had found it ridiculously nice before bloody Clara walked in and you had your little meltdown." Remus just stayed silent, not believing his ears. "Are you going to say something or am I going to have to snog you again until you respond?" Remus' face was split with a dazed grin.

"I think that snogging would just make me less able to talk." He responded. Harry laughed and rested their foreheads together. Remus sighed a bit. "It won't be easy, you know." Harry blinked worriedly. "It's just… Sirius for one." Harry laughed again.

"Sirius knows that I fancy you. He's pretty okay with that…" Harry nuzzled Remus' cheek. "So I'm sure he'll be okay with this, or at least he will eventually." His smile faded a bit and he looked firmly in Remus' eyes. "There is a…. This… Right?" Remus laughed and pressed his lips against Harry's for a quick kiss.

"There bloody well better be." He replied with a grin. Harry grinned widely and swooped down for another kiss.

They stayed like that for a while, in the armchair with Harry in Remus' lap. Their kiss had gradually gotten more heated and neither of them were complaining. However, they were complaining when they were suddenly interrupted by a loud gasp from the door.

Remus growled slightly and Harry pulled away to glare at whoever was in the doorway. Their eyes landed on a very surprised Ron and Ginny along with an equally surprised but also extremely pleased looking Hermione.

"People really need to stop walking in when we're snogging!" Harry growled out tiredly, busying his face in Remus' neck for a moment. Remus felt him sigh before he, obviously reluctantly, stood up. He turned to look at Hermione, giving her a small, playful glare. Then he looked at Ron and Ginny with a warm smile. "Hi, it's nice to finally meet you two." They both nodded, still looking utterly shocked.

"Hello—erm—Harry," Ron replied dazedly. "H-hello, professor Lupin." Remus just smiled goofily at him and waved from his place in the armchair. Hermione giggled giddily and Ginny's pink face suddenly broke with a half grin.

"Wow," She stated calmly, "That was really hot." Hermione giggled harder and Harry turned an interesting shade of red. Meanwhile, Remus just chuckled, still smiling goofily.

"GINNY!" Ron shouted at his little sister, looking affronted. She gave a helpless shrug.

"What? You know very well that almost every girl and gay boy at Hogwarts ogles Professor Lupin when he isn't looking!" Remus chuckled again, muttering thanks. "And… I mean, look at Harry! Even YOU have to admit that he's gorgeous!" Ron's blush deepened and he rolled his eyes. Harry just stuttered something and scratched the back of his head.

"Can we help you all or did you interrupt an extremely enjoyable experience for nothing?" Remus asked casually from the armchair, causing Harry to grin shyly and blush some more. The room's other three occupants sobered immediately.

"Well, about that Harry…" Hermione began slowly. "It's… Well, it's about the article." She finished with a worried look and a sigh.

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Okay, you hate me for the cliffhanger but you LOOOVE me for the snogging. Am I right? Hell yeah, I'm right! Grins

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