Advent drabble #16 - The Moon
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snapealinaCharacters: Remus/Hermione
Prompt: moon
Word: erotic, mosquito, pastilles
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or names you can recognize. I'm just having fun and I'm not making any money from it!
The Moon
“Hermione, there you are,” Remus Lupin stepped out through the front door of the Burrow. “Ron is looking everywhere for your.”
“I bet he is,” Hermione sighed. “I just had to get away for a minute. It's a circus in there!”
Remus laughed. He knew exactly what she meant. He loved being with the Weasleys, but sometimes it was just too much.
“Look at the moon,” said Hermione. “Isn't it beautiful?”
“Well...” Remus answered.
“Oh, I'm so sorry, Professor.” Hermione apologized. “I didn't think.”
“It's allright, Hermione,” Remus smiled. “I'm used to it.”
“But still …”
Remus sat down next to his former student and looked up. “I guess it is quite pretty to others. I just have never looked at it that way.”
“That's understandable,” Hermione said and smacked a mosquito on her arm.
“It might be beautiful, but I don't think I'll have any romantic or erotic meetings under the full moon any time soon,” Remus chuckled.
Hermione giggled to. “So how is that going by the way?”
“Excuse me?”
“Anyone in particular you would like to have a “meeting” with?” Hermione teased. “With or without the moon?”
“Miss Granger?”
“Tonks is a great girl, isn't she?” Hermione started. “And she seems to really like you.”
“She is a great girl, but she's not really my type,” said Remus.
“So what is your type then?” Hermione asked.
Remus merely looked at her and shook his head.
“More the broad-shouldered, tall, dark, handsome, masculine type?” Hermione suggested.
“How did you know?” Remus gasped.
“I've had a feeling,” Hermione smiled.
“Does anyone else know?”
“I can't be sure, but seeing as everyone is so desperately trying to set you up with Tonks, my guess is 'no'.” Hermione giggled.
Remus forced a smile.
“You could just tell her, you know. It'll save you both, and Mrs Weasley, from a lot of trouble.”
“I know,” Remus sighed. “We'll see. I just don't know how to tell her.”
“I understand that,” Hermione smiled back.
“Hermione? Are you out here?” Ron called from the door. “Finally! I found you. You have to come and see. Fred's just given Puking Pastilles to the gnomes. The garden is a total mess and Mum's having a fit!”
Hermione sighed and got up. “I'm coming.”
Ron ran inside and Hermione turned to her former teacher. “You'll find him one day, Professor Lupin. The one that can make you appreciate the beauty of the moon. Whether full or not.”
“Thank you , Hermione. I hope so too.” Remus smiled and looked up at the silvery half-circle above him.
Prompt: moon
Word: erotic, mosquito, pastilles
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or names you can recognize. I'm just having fun and I'm not making any money from it!
The Moon
“Hermione, there you are,” Remus Lupin stepped out through the front door of the Burrow. “Ron is looking everywhere for your.”
“I bet he is,” Hermione sighed. “I just had to get away for a minute. It's a circus in there!”
Remus laughed. He knew exactly what she meant. He loved being with the Weasleys, but sometimes it was just too much.
“Look at the moon,” said Hermione. “Isn't it beautiful?”
“Well...” Remus answered.
“Oh, I'm so sorry, Professor.” Hermione apologized. “I didn't think.”
“It's allright, Hermione,” Remus smiled. “I'm used to it.”
“But still …”
Remus sat down next to his former student and looked up. “I guess it is quite pretty to others. I just have never looked at it that way.”
“That's understandable,” Hermione said and smacked a mosquito on her arm.
“It might be beautiful, but I don't think I'll have any romantic or erotic meetings under the full moon any time soon,” Remus chuckled.
Hermione giggled to. “So how is that going by the way?”
“Excuse me?”
“Anyone in particular you would like to have a “meeting” with?” Hermione teased. “With or without the moon?”
“Miss Granger?”
“Tonks is a great girl, isn't she?” Hermione started. “And she seems to really like you.”
“She is a great girl, but she's not really my type,” said Remus.
“So what is your type then?” Hermione asked.
Remus merely looked at her and shook his head.
“More the broad-shouldered, tall, dark, handsome, masculine type?” Hermione suggested.
“How did you know?” Remus gasped.
“I've had a feeling,” Hermione smiled.
“Does anyone else know?”
“I can't be sure, but seeing as everyone is so desperately trying to set you up with Tonks, my guess is 'no'.” Hermione giggled.
Remus forced a smile.
“You could just tell her, you know. It'll save you both, and Mrs Weasley, from a lot of trouble.”
“I know,” Remus sighed. “We'll see. I just don't know how to tell her.”
“I understand that,” Hermione smiled back.
“Hermione? Are you out here?” Ron called from the door. “Finally! I found you. You have to come and see. Fred's just given Puking Pastilles to the gnomes. The garden is a total mess and Mum's having a fit!”
Hermione sighed and got up. “I'm coming.”
Ron ran inside and Hermione turned to her former teacher. “You'll find him one day, Professor Lupin. The one that can make you appreciate the beauty of the moon. Whether full or not.”
“Thank you , Hermione. I hope so too.” Remus smiled and looked up at the silvery half-circle above him.