He stared at me for a while, this time his posture was relaxed. I stared at my hands, fiddling with the material of my jeans. I didn't want him fighting me all the time but pity was just as bad.

"No. At the time, I was angry for being put in a situation were I wanted you so much, what I said was just words." He said softy. I didn't look at him but I stopped messing with my jeans. I nodded, hoping he would leave me to my thoughts. But he didn't budge. We sat like that for probably 5 minutes, the silence uncomfortable. I snuck a look at him but he was staring intently at me. Him just looking at me made the blush creep up my face.

"Where do we go from here?" I asked, scared of the answer. We could go back to fighting, we could be friends, or we could be…sex buddies. Gods only know.

"What do you want?" he asked sincerely.

"I want what you want. What do you want?" I asked again, I wouldn't let him know it but I'd let him get away with just about anything for him being so nice to me.

"I want you." he said. Up to this point I had been messing with the cover on the bed but this made me stop and look at him. And I mean, really look at him. I looked for the joke on his face but I didn't see one. I got to really admire his face, too. There were scars ever so often beneath the scruff on his face, make him look all the more attractive. He really was older looking, but no less attractive then Sirius. The werewolf thing also made him look older then he was.

"Why?" I asked. His answer was so strange to me, why would someone so beautiful want someone like me?

"I'm sorry, I don't understand your question." His face looked so confused, it really was adorable. I had to fight back the giggle of how kid-like he looked.

"Why would you want me? I mean, besides the fact that you really have no choice. We really don't have to act like we're together besides just having sex." I answered. Then he laughed.

"Silly girl, if we're going to get married I'm going to go about it the right way. Besides, sex really is much better when you're in love. Trust me." he answered. I giggled at this.

"Right. Lady's man, Remus Lupin in love with someone. Not possible." I said as if it was the most absurd thing I'd ever heard.

"You'd be surprised, child." He playfully growled. Had he ever been in love? Never. Attractive men like him don't settle down, the sex would get boring. I'd ask him later.

"I'm not a child!" I pouted. Then he pounced, taking my bottom lip in between his teeth. He tugged on it slowly. His mustache tickled my top lip a little and a giggle erupted, causing my mouth to open, leaving it free for him to go for it. He quickly let go of my bottom lip and took full advantage. He lowered my back to the bed and his body covered mine. His tongue fought over mine for dominance and I quickly gave up and decided to explore his mouth. It was a sweet taste, something between tea and chocolate. My hands clutched his hair as he rested his hands on my wide set hips. It was over too quickly, though. This thought surprised me because I was never one for kissing. I panted for air and his body still buried mine in his weight, it was surprisingly comfortable. He leaned down to my ear.

"I'm sorry that had to end. If I'd let it go on any longer I wouldn't have been able to stop." he sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Who said you had to stop?" I asked innocently. I wasn't kidding. I would have let him do anything to me. Anything. He chuckled at my mischief.

"Sorry love, not just yet. It's nearly dinner time anyways. Speaking of which, Molly is looking forward to talking about wedding plans tonight." he chuckled more. My face darkened.

"Already? Please tell me you're not leaving me to make these decisions by myself!" I panicked.

"No, not yet."

He got up and brought me with him. Man, his strength was going to come in handy one day.

Perhaps, another night when you too are in the kitchen?

YOU ARE A FAILURE, LEAVE MY HEAD!

What are you going on about?

You did not save me earlier. You made it worse.

Ah. But you didn't back down either.

Die, you cryptic conscience.

"Let's go see what Sirius and 'Mione are doing." He said. Uh-oh.

"Not a good idea."

"Why?"

"He'll fill you in later.