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Young at Heart
Chapter 6- "I kissed Her"
Remus' mind was reeling, and he couldn't believe what was happening. I'm kissing a girl who's half my age… I shouldn't be doing this… He wanted nothing more then to kiss her forever, but his mind and moral standing was telling him differently. And Sirius' voice kept ringing in his head. "You can't have her."
Remus reluctantly pulled back from their kiss. "This isn't right…" he muttered to himself, but Hermione heard it too. She stopped, "What?" she said astounded. He'dkissed her! All of a sudden she felt used and tricked. Hermione pushed Remus off of her.
"What do you mean?! You kissed me!" She said standing to almost match his height.
Remus could see the pain in her eyes and could almost read her thoughts and he shook his head and said, "Mione, I'm sorry! I just… Ugh! I want you, I like you, and I can't have you. I Shouldn't have you!" He grabbed her shoulders and shook her, but Hermione was already feeling tears behind her eyes.
"Remus, I like you! A lot! It's not fair that you show feelings like that and kiss me then just take them all away! Blood Hell! You should think before you freaking act next time!" She screamed at him before running from the room, but not before Remus could notice the streams of tears on her cheeks.
He collapsed in the chair near him, about ready to cry himself from frustration. After a moment he got up, kicked the chair leg, which immediately cried out, "Hey! Watch it!" Before Remus stormed out of the room, leaving a very angry chair leg.
When Hermione reached her room she too collapsed but onto her bed. The soft quilt did nothing to sooth her mind. She was just as frustrated with herself as she was with him. She was mad that she had fallen for someone she couldn't have, and mad that he had tempted her like that. It was around five am before she finally cried herself to sleep, sliding into dreams of melancholy and woe.
The next morning the table seemed oblivious to Hermione's problems, and she tried to hide her feelings by staring intently at her eggs. Remus on the other hand was ignoring his problems completely and acting as if they didn't exist.
"So you all are heading to Daigon ally today?" He asked pushing his toast around his plate with his fork. Molly nodded and chattered away about all the books they had to buy and their new robes costing so much, Sirius stepped in to save the table from her ranting, "Remus be a pal and hang around with me, I get so lonely in this old house by myself."
Remus assumed that Hermoine would be going, and therefore assumed the safest place would be at the house. "Sure mate, I'll stay home. We should get a game of chess going before long."
His glances were continuealy directed towards Hemione, but he hoped no one noticed. The table remained quite for a while as the lonely teenager pushed her eggs around on her plate, trying to be as much of a wallflower as could be.
"'Mione what's wrong?" It was Ginny who first noticed. And she brought the attention of the table to Hermione who blushed and said quickly. "I just didn't sleep well, I think I'm going to stay home today and rest." She wanted least of all to go to Diagon ally and be shopping with all the happy and hyped up teenagers.
When Remus heard that she was staying his eyes flicked open. "Uh-oh…" He thought to himself, maybe Hermione didn't realize that they would be home alone together, but her certainly did.
It was around nine before the group was ready to leave, they all gathered around the fireplace to floo to Diagon ally, and Hermione leaned against the Doorway to the kitchen talking to Ginny.
"I hope you feel better Hermione, you seem so… down lately…" She said, hoping Hermione would offer and explanation, which she didn't, "I'm just tired Gin, no worries." She smiled at the younger girl and hurried her towards the fireplace, anxious to get back to her room and sleep for the rest of her life.
Five minutes later she was sprinting up the stairs towards her room, but as she turned the corner she was nearly knocked backwards down the stairs by Sirius. He eyed her suspiciously then said, "I thought you were tired…." She rolled her eyes and continued up the stairs to the third floor, slamming her door behind her as she went.
Sirius rolled his eyes, but he was deep in thought and greatly worried about his friend and his affairs.
He lowed himself into the fluffed red armchair across the chessboard from his best friend. Remus seemed lost within his own thoughts and it wasn't until Sirius snapped several times that he came to.
"What? Oh…. Your move or mine?" Remus said quickly, trying to change the subject.
Remus attempted to move his first pawn, but Sirius reached over and grabbed his hand, stopping him. "Look mate. What's up, what's wrong?" he asked apprehensively.
Remus thought first of denying that anything was troubling him, but he knew better. Sirius had been able to read him like a book since the first time they meet at Hogwarts.
"It's just Hermoine is all." He tried to make it as casual as possible, but Sirius could see through it.
"I figured as much. What happened anyway?" The black haired man asked as he moved his first pawn.
Remus took time to answer, and almost whispered, "I kissed her."
Sirius was shocked, and just stared for a moment before Remus asked gruffly, "What? I stopped it! I pulled away and told her I was sorry. Then she got so upset, and she hasn't talked to me since and my head is just swimming." He spilled like an overflowing kettle, with even a little prodding.
Sirius just thought for a long time, and after a bit Remus looked up and waited, worried, for what Sirius would make of it.
He didn't say anything though, except reach out and move another chess piece. And so the game continued, Remus waiting, hoping that Sirius would give him advice. All the while the shaggy older looking one of the two, his mind was twirling and his heart ached for his best friend.