Truth or Dare ✔️

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Remus entered the bathroom as Hermione pulled the shower curtain closed. "You are aware of how inappropriate this is, Professor," Hermione growled.

"Do not speak to me about what is and what isn't appropriate, young lady," he replied crossly as he shut the door behind him. "You crossed that line a long time ago!"

"I crossed it!" She pulled back the shower curtain and peered around it to see him sitting on the toilet seat cover.

"Yes!"

"Oh? Do tell!"

"I told you that he was fragile..."

"I remember the conversation clearly."

"Then why didn't you heed my advice!"

"Because!"

Remus sighed, looking anywhere except at her. "Because why?"

"Because he was lonely and I...I was in love with him! And then..."

"I'm listening..."

"I lost myself to him," she admitted meekly.

He closed his eyes and sighed hard. "Let me see the ring," he asked.

"I'm not taking it off!"

"I'm not asking you to!"

"Good, because I'm not!"

"Let me see the damned ring already!"

She thrust her hand into the air abruptly. He took her hand in his and examined it closely. He released her hand quickly.

"It's a beautiful ring, Hermione," he said quietly.

"Thank you," she replied. "He said that it was going to be a pendant."

"Yes it was. I helped him to pick out the stone."

She pulled the shower curtain back and he shielded his eyes. "Not to worry Professor, I'm beneath a plethora of bubbles," she chuckled.

"I am no longer your professor, Hermione," he said. "I would appreciate if you stop addressing me that way."

"You're not my friend right now, either!"

"Yes I am. And I was his friend long before you were born," he said gently. "I know how he is, Hermione!"

"Alright then, how is he!"

"He wasn't always the most faithful boyfriend. I just don't want to see you ending up brokenhearted...either of you, actually!" He sighed. He looked into her brown eyes. "You really do love him, don't you?"

"Yes I do. I wouldn't have agreed to be his wife so light-heartedly. I know my own mind you know."

"And your heart?"

"It's his."

Remus smiled and nodded. "I understand."

"Do you?"

He nodded as Sirius knocked on the door and opened the door just far enough to peek in. Remus nodded and gestured toward the door as he looked into Sirius' eyes. Remus thought his face looked like that of a lost puppy...a lost, lonely puppy and it caused him to sigh and nod his head as he stood up. "She's all yours, Sirius."

"Thank you," he said as he stepped to the side. When Remus stepped into the corridor, he looked into Remus' eyes. "I don't need your permission."

"That's right you don't. I'm not her father."

Sirius' face looked of understanding and acknowledgment to the point where Remus felt a little bit better about things, the Yeah, I did it again, Moony-look was all over his face..but he also knew and understood that he was only being true to himself...It was simply a matter of Sirius being Sirius...and how many times had be forgiven his friend for doing just that? He couldn't very well fault his friend for being all he was capable of being...He understood that Sirius would have to think of something good in order to pave the way for good things to come their way from her parents...and hopefully, it wouldn't involve more magic...