Okay, I haven't put up a disclaimer in the last couple of chapters, so I'll squeeze one in here.

*Ahem* I do not own any Harry Potter characters. They belong to the totally awesome J.K. Rowling.

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"Mom, hurry up, we're going to miss them!"

"I'm sure he'll wait, now sit down."

Amy had insisted the drive to Kings Cross Station so she could see Remus. She'd hated being unable to see him for this long and she was anxious to see her friend.

As soon as the got to the station Amy undid her seatbelt, threw open the car door and jumped out of the still moving car. She ran into the station and kept running until she got to the barrier between platforms nine and ten.

He was already there, talking with three other boys, two with black hair and one with sandy blonde hair. "Remus!" she yelled.

Remus saw her and grinned. Amy ran at him and threw her arms around him in a hug. "I'm so glad you're back, I missed you so much!"

"I missed you too," he murmured into her ear.

One of the boys, the one with glasses and messy hair, laughed. "Aw, Remus, you didn't tell us you had a girlfriend," he cackled.

"She's not my girlfriend," snapped Remus.

"Well, in that case," said the other dark haired boy as he stepped forward and offered his hand to Amy, "The name's Sirius, at your service."

Amy blushed and shook his hand. "Amy," she muttered.

Remus's parents came for him and Amy's mother finally caught up with her, so Remus said bye to his friends and walked away with Amy, who immediately began asking questions.

"What was it like? How hard are lessons? How big is the school? What're the teachers like? Did you do well in your classes?"

Remus laughed and ruffled her hair. "It was amazing, some lessons were easier than others, most of the teachers were nice, but a few acted like they had a stick up their arse, and I did well in everything except in potions; I blew up a cauldron, several times, in fact," he laughed.

Amy giggled, and then said, "Hey, did you bring me back anything?"

"Oh yeah," he said, and then pulled out a very large chocolate bar from his book bag. "I had a third year get this for me; said I'd pay him back."

Amy grinned and took the offered bar. She was glad Remus was home.

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During the summer Amy noticed something strange. Whenever she was around Remus, which was a lot, she started getting this warm feeling. When he was really close to her, she would get butterflies in her stomach and her skin would tingle. When he looked at her with those light yellow eyes her stomach would jump up into her throat and her tongue would swell up and tie itself in a knot.

None of this ever happened before and Amy was confused, so she asked her parents a question.

"What does love feel like?" she asked. Rose stopped knitting and Rupert lowered the evening paper so he could look at his daughter. "Excuse me? Young lady, you are much too young to know what love feels like," her father said sternly.

Amy bit her lower lip, a bad habit of hers. "I know that, I just wanna know what it feels like," she mumbled.

Rose sighed and put her knitting needles to the side. "Amy, dear, why are you asking us this?"

Amy shrugged. "I just want to know, that's all; how do you tell love from a crush?"

Rose closed her eyes and rested her elbows onto her knees. "Is there something you want to tell us, honey?"

". . . . No," Amy lied, and then ran upstairs to her room and sat down on her bed. She couldn't tell her parents because they'd think it was just a crush. Maybe she could tell them, though; maybe they'd understand.

"Yeah right, and maybe I'm really a witch whose powers have been taken away," she scolded herself.

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Remus's second year at Hogwarts came and went and the feelings Amy had for him were still there. By the end of his third year she still got butterflies around him and by the end of his fourth year Amy had fully accepted that she was in love with her best friend.

As they stood in front of the barrier before his fifth year, Amy hugged Remus tightly and never wanted to let go.

"I wish I could go with you," she cried.

Remus hugged her closer and closed his eyes. "I wish you could come, too, but you know you'd never make it through to the train or be able to see the castle."

"I know, but I still wish I could come; I miss you more and more every time you leave to get on that train."

Remus kissed the top of her head. "Don't worry, I'll see you in June, okay?" he reassured her, and then gave her one last hug and ran through to the other side of the barrier.

Amy turned around and began walking away when she suddenly stopped, thinking of another year or boarding school. Another year of no friends.

Another year without Remus.

She couldn't do it; she couldn't face another year alone. Amy turned back around and stared at the barrier. She was crazy to think that she could go through, but a tiny part of her told her it would work and she at least had to try. Amy took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and ran straight at the brick wall separating platforms nine and ten. She braced herself, ready to smash into a brick wall.

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A/N: K, R&R please. It'll make me happy :)