Hermione carefully levitated him up the stairs. Tiny flecks of blood spattered on the stairs and on the floor until she cautiously lowered Remus unto the bed.

Remus weakly grabbed out for her hand and tried weakly to string his words together.

"Not….bed…don't….blood…sheets…"

"Remus, relax. I can clean the sheets. Sirius gave me all the ointments I would need and instructions. Here, drink this."

She held his head in the crook of her arm and poured the contents of the tiny bottle down is throat. The pain vanished instantly and Hermione went to work cleaning and healing the many abrasions. His chest was covered with as many scars as his face and Hermione prayed that she could heals tonight's before they added to the collection. Lupin eventually fell asleep; comforted by her cool hands gently running over his cuts on his hot and sweaty body, and by the fact he was on the bed rather than the couch he had been accustomed to.

He awoke around midday. Getting out of bed carefully and dressing, he found that Hermione had healed all the wounds that she could and he was in much less pain than usual, although still quite tired and sore.

He ate a quick breakfast while contemplating what do as he always took a day off the day after a full moon. He had to hand one to Hermione, she must know her healing charms, because he was feeling almost normal that he regretted taking that day off of work. Lupin made up his mind on what he was going to do. He grabbed his wand and then left the house.

Hermione was getting ready to leave for work and just stopped to grab some papers from her desk when she noticed a small vase filled with yellow roses sitting on top. There was only a simple card attacked with the name of the sender. Hermione was positively beamed with joy. Roses were her absolute favorite flowers; she preferred red, but that was too romantic.

She grabbed the papers she needed and left for home quickly. She found Remus sitting at the kitchen table, with an envelope in his hand. Hermione put down the vase of flowers artistically in the center of the table. She then bent down and gave Lupin a quick hug.

"Remus, thank you so much for the roses! How did you know they were my favorite?"

He shrugged, "I remember you talking about it with Tonks and Ginny. I wanted to thank you for your help this morning, although you should not have been down there to begin with! I didn't want you to…" his voice got much quieter and he looked slightly embarrassed, "see me like that. I know I must look awful."

"Remus, I didn't care what you looked like. I've had a chance to read some of those books you have on your shelf and I sort of understand how…draining it is. And I told you already, I waited until you were human again, so there was no chance you could have hurt me. Who's the letter from by the way?" She asked, pointing at the envelope in his hand.

"Oh, Ginny and Harry's wedding invitation, next Sunday at the Burrow. Ginny also added a note saying that she and Luna Lovegood are going shopping Sunday for the wedding and would like you to join them; you two are invited to be bridesmaids."

"That's exciting! I can't wait to go and buy a new dress. Harry must be ecstatic; he's fancied Ginny since the sixth year! It's going to be such a sweet wedding!"

Remus looked uncomfortable. "Hermione, did you-I mean I know we're not, like, Harry and Ginny, but…did you want a formal wedding with your parents or anything? I don't know what they-being muggles and everything- would think of this, but if you wanted…"

"It's alright. I don't really want a wedding, I'd rather wait until I- anyway, both my parents are still in hiding and still don't remember that they have a daughter. Besides, the stress of having two weddings to plan so close to each other and with such short notice would give Molly a heart attack!"

Her voice was a little too cheery and Lupin was once again forced to face the guilt that he was the reason she couldn't have that fairytale wedding with Ron, or anyone else.

"Hermione, remembered what you promised me? If you want to leave and marry Ron or someone else, you can, and don't feel guilty. I know I'm not anywhere close to the ideal husband."

She snorted, "Ron and I have been rocky for ages. I know for a fact we're never getting back together. I never had much luck dating anyway. All the boys in Hogwarts were focused on how wonderful they were, Quidditch, or how beautiful other girls were." Her voice got bitter and she noticed, so she quickly changed the subject. "Are coming to the wedding as well?"

"Actually, Harry and Sirius invited me to Grimwald place on Sunday while you women are all out shopping. We know better than to get involved with that. Lily dragged James, Sirius, and I to go shopping with her for her shoes and jewelry. We weren't allowed to use magic as it was a muggle store, so we had to hold all the bags for about three hours as she and her bridesmaids shopped. We thought our arms were going to fall off!"

Hermione laughed. "I'm sure with Ginny it will be the same way. I surprised Mrs. Weasley didn't force Ginny to go shopping with her instead."

"I think Molly wasn't crazy enough to go shopping with you three."

"We're not that bad!"

"All females are awful when it comes to shopping. My mother drove my father crazy on their shopping trips and Lily drove James crazy. Sirius and I are lucky we aren't- well, he's lucky anyway."

Remus realized to late what this last comment had insinuated. He stammered an apology but Hermione got up from the table and walked off.

"I'm turning in early," she said coolly.

When she had left the kitchen, Lupin put his hands in his arms and groaned. He was definitely going to need more flowers to make this comment up to Hermione.