As she predicted, the others were intrigued to find out what had gone on. Ron suggested the ludicrous idea that the two of them were, 'secretly involved'. Feeling extremely embarrassed but also trying not to laugh, Hermione shook her head, smiling to herself as she knew how unlikely it was, that Remus would fall for a woman, let alone a girl he was three times the age of, "No Ron. Don't be ridiculous," she told him. Looking cheerful, Ron turned back to his work, listening as the others questioned her too. "Then what, Hermione?" Harry asked, mildly interested, "Was he helping you perfect your Patronus?" Once again, Hermione shook her head. As her friends kept prompting her, wanting to know, she wished that she had said yes to Harry's first guess, as the more the others guessed, the stranger the ideas became; Were they planning on applying for another Time Turner? were they finding even more complex ways of getting rid of Umbridge?
Eventually, getting fed up, Hermione just said, "Drop it guys, it's a surprise. You don't need to know yet." Catching Sirius' eye as he walked past the room, they smiled to each other briefly, before she turned away. Watching them, Harry grew more and more nervous as he wondered what it could all be about. He too, tried to catch his Godfather's eye, but, seeming slightly uncomfortable, he turned away and headed downstairs. Frowning, Harry glanced at the back of Hermione's head as she cleaned the window, and so he returned to the books he and Ginny were supposed to be sorting through. "Yes, get back to work, you'll have time to talk to each other later," Molly urged. Sighing, Ginny turned away from Sirius' retreating figure and picked up another book.
The room grew quiet, as everyone worked, giving Hermione time to run through, in her mind, the conversation with Remus. He had, after all, not seemed angry at all that she knew. But then, of course, that wasn't in Remus' nature to be angry with anyone. The only time she had ever seen him angry, was with Peter Pettigrew, and that was understandable. She then wondered if she really had seemed on edge earlier in the morning, and mentally cursed herself for not having had the guts to go and confront one of the two men about it. Clearly, judging by Sirius' warm, despite a little nervous, smile; he wasn't annoyed with her either. It seemed that the three of them were just embarrassed, which was entirely reasonable.
Later on, after a few more hours of cleaning, Molly announced that Lunch was ready. As they headed down the stairs, Hermione remembered that Remus had said the two of them may tell everyone about their relationship. As they neared the Kitchen, angry voices seemed to rise from the kitchen. They could only catch little snippets of the conversation; more of it as they drew closer, "...my house Snivellus..." Sirius could be heard saying, at this, the four children glanced at each other with questioning looks, 'Snivellus?' their eyes seemed to be asking each other. Sure enough, the reply came from the cold, sneering voice that belonged to only one person; their Potions master, Professor Snape. "You didn't seem so keen in the beginning," Snape replied, Sirius must have shrugged because the children did not hear his reply, "Of course, you should really refer to it as your love nest, shouldn't you, Black?" Snape jeered.
Hermione looked at the others, who were looking around in confusion at the 'love nest' comment. Harry felt slightly betrayed, that his Godfather had not told him about his girlfriend, and it had been Snape who had informed them all. They stood, waiting anxiously for Sirius' reply, but instead of the angry voice of Sirius that the others expected as they hovered nervously outside the door, it was the calm voice of Remus, who answered, "Severus, we are about to have our Lunch. If you do not wish to join us, it would be prudent you...leave?" he left it as a question, not a command, as was normal for Remus. The children gasped quietly as they heard Severus near the door, "Of course, Lupin. I do think, however, you should learn to keep your Bitch under control." And with that, Snape turned the brass door handle. Smirking, Snape opened the door to find the four children stood there. Without comment, Snape fixed a glare at Harry for a moment, before pushing through the four of them, leaving the door wide open, as the six of people looked at each other awkwardly.
Sirius ran a hand through his hair, frustrated but worried as he met Harry's angry gaze. "There's something, I guess you should know..." Sirius began, breaking the silence. "Could you all sit down," Arthur Weasley said as he placed some dishes on the table, unaware of the situation. Sirius, happy to be able to wait for a moment, turned and took a seat near the head of the table. Remus sat beside him, returning a nervous, agitated smile, to Hermione's encouraging one, as she sat beside Sirius, across from Remus. She noticed, that the two men were holding hands, and rather than creeping her out this time, it warmed her, knowing that the others would soon know the truth too. She shuffled in her chair importantly, recalling how she was the only one, not including Sirius and Remus, of course, that knew of their relationship. Molly took her seat beside Arthur, at the other end of the table, looking around wondering what was going on.
"There's something I think it is time you all know," Remus began, rising from his chair as he addressed them all.