A/N: I am so sorry that this took sooooo long, and that this is so short/crappy. But I really just needed to push past my horribel writers block, pleade don't hate me for this!
The fire is Ron’s eyes grew as he looked at Remus Lupin with more loathing then a man ever could when looking at another. His grip on Hermione tightened as Remus’s eyes twinkled with a redemption look. He felt Hermione shiver under his grasp as he held her tight in his arms, he had let her go once, and he’d be damned if he would let in happen. He was almost shocked when Hermione gripped him back, as if afraid to be left alone with Remus.
Hermione felt her world come to a stop as she looked at Remus, her heart thumping wildly. He didn’t look like she remembered, and he didn’t seem the same. And yet the twinkle in his eye reminded her of the young Remus, the one she swore to always love. Remus took a step forward before hesitating back, watching as Ron glared daggers at him. He saw Hermione clinging to Ron, causing his mind to roar in protest. Hermione was his, not Ron’s. He took a step forward before Ron opened his mouth to speak. "I think you should leave Remus, we have some catching up to do." Ron said as Remus looked to Hermione, yet she closed her eyes as leaned her head on Ron’s shoulder.
Remus felt a horrible pang of jealousy and pain. He looked to Ron, seeing the youthful spark in his eyes was now a full blasé. Ron loved Hermione, everyone knew that, and yet the thought of losing Hermione forever made Remus think life was unlivable. He looked into Ron’s eyes, Hermione didn’t need some old shriveled up man, she needed a young man who could protect her, someone she could live out the rest of her days with, not just his own.
"Sure, see ya." He said with a fake smile as he placed his hands in his pockets and turned out of the room. Hermione looked up at Ron, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. Remus wasn’t the same man she had fallen in love with, and Ron was right here, so why did she hurt so badly?
"Do you want to go for a walk Hermione?" Harry asked as he looked at her, watching her nod her head.
"Ya, I could use the fresh air." She said as she swung her legs over the edge, her blue sweater and jeans still on. She swayed slightly, only being steadied once Ron moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. His hold was strong and warm, loving and inviting, yet it still just didn’t seem right. The trio walked down the steps of The Burrow, making their way to the garden. Hermione leaned against Ron as his grip on her remained firm, maybe she could learn to love Ron.
"Nice night, aye?" Harry asked as he walked with his hands in his pockets. "Bugger, I have to go tell uh… Ginny something…I’ll be back." He said as he ran back into the house, leaving Ron and Hermione alone in the moonlight.
"I missed you, Hermione." Ron said as Hermione opened her mouth to say something, only to have him brush his lips against hers. "A lot." He finished as she looked at him in awe. Hermione felt a tingling sensation on her lips as she looked up at him, an almost sickening feeling. The same feeling she had when she first kissed Remus, only this was less strong, less intense. But still completely there.
"I missed you too." Hermione said as she rested her hands on his chest, looking up at him with big eyes. Ron smiled as he bent over, pressing his lips against hers forcefully. Hermione began to shake as he held her tight to him, the warmth of his lips against hers. No matter how good the kiss felt, or how wonderful it should have been, something just didn’t feel right. Ron pulled away, his lips only inches away from hers.
"I love you, Hermione. I always have and I always will." He said as hs blue eyes danced with joy.
"I…I-" She started but Ron placed his finger over her lips.
"You don’t have to say anything. You’ve been through a lot and I understand." He said as she smiled up at him, resting her head on his chest. She closed her eyes and listened to the steady beat of his heart, feel his chest rise and fall with every inhale and exhale. And for a moment, for one blissful moment, she was back in Remus’s arms, breathing in wondrous lung fills of his beautiful aroma.
Harry leaned with his back on the doorframe, watching the couple in the light of the moon. He sighed, feeling everything was right with the world. He looked back into the house, listening to the crackle of the fire. He looked around for a moment noticing something, or someone was missing. Remus was not there.
Remus sat down at a large stone in the large field of stone of the same nature, he looked at the engraved names. "Lily Potter, James Potter, And Sirius Black." Of course they had all been buried in the same area, there was no other way they would have wanted it. He sighed as a tear rolled down his cheek, sitting in front of the three graves. "I really need you guys." Remus said, his voice heavy with pain and sorrow. "More then I ever dreamed." He said, as he looked at Lily’s stone. "I remember we always said that if we ever needed one another we’d just call, I’m calling guys, where are you?" Remus asked as he looked up into the sky.
"We’re right here Remus." Voice said from behind him, causing him to whip around. His jaw dropped as his eyes widened, there was no way, it couldn’t have been. Before him were Lily, James, and Sirius, just the way he remembered them. Lily’s hair was still curly and red, her face younger then his own. James had his jet-black hair slicked back, his face only a tiny bit older looking then their Hogwarts days. Sirius looked older and shaggy, with gray streaks running through his long brown hair.
"Are…Are you guys-?" Remus started but faded away.
"No, we’re not back Moony, we only have a little bit of time here mate." James said as he walked forward, placing his hand on Remus’s shoulder. Remus immediately grabbed him and hugged him tight, tears rolling down his face.
"You guys don’t know how much I’ve missed you!" Remus said as he hugged Lily and Sirius as well.
"Yes we do Remmy, We’ve missed you just as much." Lily said as her sweet smile was just as he remembered. "Hun, I know this might not be what you want to hear…but let her go." Lily said as Remus’s looked at her slightly confused.
"What?" He asked as it snapped in his mind. "How could I let Hermione go? I love her. And how do you remember her?" Remus asked as he looked between the three figures.
"When we all went beyond the veil the magic of Dumbledores was undone…Moony, we’ve been watching over you…all of you. And you need to let Her go, She’s young, and you had you’re love stolen from you when you were younger, is it really fair to do the same to Ronald?" James asked as he looked at him sympathetically.
"It’s hard." He said as he looked at the ground.
"We know Remus, but it’s not fair to either of you. You had something amazing when you were young, but now time has moved on. You aren’t the man you once were, and yet she’s still the same woman you knew. Only worst, she’s jaded." Sirius said as he looked around, the moonlight peaking through the cloud.
"Remus, tell Harry I am so proud of him, and I love him." James said quickly.
"Tell him we’ll always be watching over him!" Lily added as the three friends disappeared from sight.
"No, guys don’t leave me! Please don’t leave me!" Remus begged as he looked around frantically, falling to his knees. "I’m so alone, please don’t leave." He said as tears rolled down his face. He knew they were right, and he knew what he had to do. But it still didn’t make it seem right to him, and it didn’t make it any easier.
The weeks went by as Christmas drew near, Hermione was back in her rightful place as the third member of the Golden Trio, her old memories of the Marauders beginning to fade. Little by little their adventures, their escapades, and their friendship seemed like a hazy dream instead of a memory. Yet the one thing she couldn’t shake from her mind was a pair of golden eyes that were burned into the back of her eyelids. They haunted her dreams, making her wake up in a cold sweat.
Hermione sat in the kitchen, eating slowly as suddenly someone burst through the doors, panting with a paper in his hand. "There’s been an attack!" Charlie cried as he placed the paper down on the table in front of Hermione.
"On where?" She asked as she scanned the paper, her eyes widening in shock.
"On Hogwarts!" He cried as he ran up stairs, waking everyone up so he could inform them all. Hermione felt a pang in her stomach, this was how life was supposed to be, lived in fear, afraid of the life they led and the very air they breathed? Hermione pushed her bangs away from her face as she felt a delicate hand on her shoulder.
"It will be okay dear, you’re perfectly safe here." Mrs. Weasley said as she looked down at Hermione with a sweet motherly smile. Still Hermione could see the freak lurking in the corners of her eyes.
"I can’t believe this!" Harry yelled as he burst into the kitchen, the paper in his hands. "Did they honestly think I’d be there-" Suddenly Hermione dropped her mug of coffee, allowing it to shatter on the ground as she looked at the paper in horror.
"What Hermione?" Ron asked as he came up beside her, taking hold of her hand. Hermione launched herself into Ron’s shoulder, bawling her eyes out as she pointed her wand to one specific name on the paper. "It’s okay babe," Ron said as me mouth ‘what happened’ to Harry over Hermione’s head. All the color had drained from his face, and his hands were trembling.
"H-Hagrid is d-dead."
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