AN: Ok, I'm sorry guys. i suck. horribly. i've been so caught up with school and basketball that i haven't really had time to post. So i'm gonna try and make it up to you. here's this chapter, and i want to try and get another one out this weekend. i hope you like it!

"Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and one not so very special day I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about s time, a story about a place, and above all else, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The end."

Remus looked down to see Hermione asleep in his arms. He smiled, set down hi9s book and leaned against her, closing his eyes and welcoming the sleep that found him.

The two of them woke around the same time to the light pouring in. Hermione shifted and her stomach grumbled. Remus chuckled.

Hermione glared at him playfully. "I'm glad you think it's so funny. You just volunteered to fetch breakfast"

"Can't"

"Why not?"

"Because you're on top of me."

"Oh. Right." She grinned and shifted over, falling beside him on the couch. "Ok. Now you can go get breakfast."

He groaned, sitting up. "Ok. Ok. Dobby!"

The small house elf appeared.

"Friends of Harry Potter! What can Dobby do for you?"

"2 of what everyone else is having." Remus answered.

"And coffee," Came a voice from behind him.

"And coffee." He finished.

Dobby nodded and disappeared.

Remus turned and looked back at Hermione, who was sprawled out on the couch comfortably.

"For a favorite book of yours, you didn't hear much of it.

She stuck her tongue out at him. "What? I was tired!"

He grinned. "No excuse."

"Yeah right!" She exclaimed. "Good excuse. It's not my fault you're a good reader. If you'd sucked, I wouldn't have fallen asleep. I would have taken the book away."

He chuckled. "Okay, okay. I concede."

She pumped her fist in exaggerated enthusiasm. "Yes!"

Dobby appeared with the food and coffee right then.

Hermione grinned, pumping her fist again. "Double yes! And coffee too!"

"Triple yes?" Remus ventured, as Dobby left.

Hermione nodded. "Definitely triple yes."

She sat up next to Remus and looked at what was for breakfast. Chocolate Chip Waffles.

"Dumbledore is at it again." Remus remarked dryly.

"Dude, Dumbledore is my hero. I love chocolate chip waffles!" She exclaimed digging in.

Remus shook his head and began cutting apart his waffles.

"Besides," She said. "I thought chocolate was your thing."

He smiled. "You caught me. Chocolate is my secret vice."

"Not so much of a secret anymore. You gave out quite a bit in my 3rd year."

Remus nodded. "And it so pained me to do so." He said jokingly. "Though it did give me an excuse to open the chocolate…and then finish what was left of the package with absolutely no remorse."

Hermione giggled, "You have a good point. I hope you don't mind if I borrow your strategy., though maybe it wouldn't be a good idea. I could lose the figure it took me all summer to get."

Remus scoffed. "As. If. You're incredibly skinny and I doubt a bit of chocolate could ruin things. Watch." He said, picking up his fork, which has a piece of particularly chocolaty waffle on it, and putting it to her mouth.

She rolled her eyes, opening her mouth and letting him feed her. She swallowed and looked up at him.

He got a mischievous look in his eyes and reached out to her waist. He rested his hands on her waist ad squeezed gently. She squeaked and jumped, glaring at him.

"Very funny. Besides, it's not like it would be on my hips. It would likely be on my stomach."

"Well, let's see then…"

She raised an eyebrow, but leaned back and lifted her shirt up a couple inches none-the-less.

He put his hand there and pushed lightly.

"You're insane." He finally decided. "People would kill for your abs. Hell, I'm a guy and I'd kill for your abs."

She laughed. "Whatever! Yours are probably better than mine anyways."

"Well, you'll never know."

"See, that's just not fair. You got to see my abs."

"Yep. That I did."

Hermione sighed. "I give up."

"Good. That makes my job easier."

"Which is?"

"Driving you insane?"

"Right. Well whoever is paying you should give you a raise because you're excelling at it today."

"Consequently, it's a voluntary job."

"Of course."

He chuckled and reached over to squeeze her shoulders.

She smiled and stood up. "I'm going to go before Ginny freaks out, but this was…fun. Can I come read again?"

"Anytime. The password to my rooms is 'Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today'."

"James Dean." Hermione observed.

"Yeah," He replied. "I know he's a muggle, but it just seemed like it fit.

"Oddly enough…I think it does." She turned and pushed open the portrait. "I'll see you around."

"And I you." He responded as she walked out. "And I you…"

Ok, i know that the password is pretty lame, but it was the only thing that even sounded remotely close to okay. everything else just didn't fit. anyways...read and review please!