The Tune Of Time

Chapter 6

After throwing up a strong silencing charm on the room, Hermione cried for the first time in a long while. She cried for all those who had died. She cried for all who lost their families and their love in the war. She cried for her friends. She cried for her parents who would never remember their daughter. She cried for Harry and Ron. And she cried for Draco. 

'Make the world a better place' he had said. It was time for Hermione to act so. She would prevent all the death that she could. She summoned the 'Modern History: The First War' from her beaded bag and marked down all the deaths that had taken place. The McKinnons , Prewetts, Potters,and other people whom she could find on the book and with her memory. The only person the book missed was Regulus and Severus. Severus might not have been dead but he didn't have to die. He was a good man underneath all the pretense. And as far as she knew, Regulus was considered. She might need to talk to him first. She made a list of all the things she had to do to save everyone. However , apart from talking to both the Slytherins everything else could wait. The deaths hadn't started until 1981.

By the time she was done with her list Hermione was hungry she hadn't had had dinner earlier so she quietly went down there so that she could eat something if there had been any leftover the house was quiet and she had to foot silencing charm on her feet to prevent the the floor to make any sound when she went down stairs she was welcomed with a strong smell of chocolate.

 "I didn't realise you will be awake. I didn't awake you , did I?" She jumped at the sound of his voice.

"Jesus. You scared me." She said as she went in the kitchen. 

Remus was preparing some hot chocolate for himself. 

"I was feeling hungry." She told him. "Is there anything left." 

"Lily kept your plate in the fridge." He told her. 

Remus looked at the witch as she ate her food. She was wearing an emerald green jumper with a small stag in the centre with an H. It was too big to be hers. Beneath her pajama shorts , he could see her beautiful legs , the scars had already faded but there were some pink lines which would take a few days to go. 

"Um, so why are you awake?" He looked up at the sound of her voice.

"Sometimes I have trouble sleeping." He told her truthfully only skipping the fact that it was due to his lycanthropy. He knew it very well that he will have to steer clear of the witch from the next day as his symptoms will begin the next day. It always happens that way. Since a week before full moon, Moony would fight him to gain control of the body. So lest he let the witch know that he was a Werewolf , he would avoid her. He was thankful for having a chance to talk to her.

"Do you have books anywhere here?" She asked when she finished her plate and Remus could help the grin that plastered on his face. Lunarville did have a library however it was only Remus who ever went in there. The other Marauders had no interest in reading.

"Come with me." He poured the hot chocolate in two mugs. He had been knowingly delaying it so that he could offer one to her. She quietly followed him as he made his way to one of the lesser used part of the house. It was quieter in comparison. he opened the door with his shoulder and placed the cups on the table that sat infront of the couch.

He turned to look at the witch who was looking around at awe. He was quite happy with the gleam in her eyes and fascination on her face. It looked like she had seen something extraordinary. Though he liked the library but it wasn't something that great for her to be that enraptured by it. He wasn't complaining though.

"It is beautiful." She finally said.

They spend the rest of the night reading in the comfortable company of each other. They sat next to each other with their feet inbetween them. Remus couldn't help but peek small glances at her when he thought she wasn't looking. Though he wasn't alone in it, since Hermione too was finding excuses to look at him. She wanted to sit closer to him. It wasn't that she was coquettish, she was just used to having physical contact with him. So, deciding it was alright and he would tell her if he got uncomfortable, she shifted so that her head rested on his shoulder as she read her book. She felt his body tense under for a minute and he moved. She could feel disappointed that he was going to go away, however he removed his arm from beside him and placed in around her shoulder holding his book with one hand. To Hermione, it felt like the old days in Grimmauld Palace when Remus would seek her out for comfort. 

For Remus, it was uncomfortable at first. He had never been in such situations before and didn't know what to do. He was scared that he would do something wrong and she would run away from him. He was unsure of himself when he placed it around her in fear she would flinch away from his touch but nothing such happened and she snuggled into his side. He could not explain the feeling that filled his chest. It was too strong that it was painful. She fit perfectly to his side and he couldn't help but wonder if this was were she belonged, with him.

It was a long while before the book fell from her hand and Remus turned to find her sleeping peacefully beside him. Again, he was in a conflict to decide what to do. He wanted to stay there with her snuggled up with him. He felt content this way. Moony too was satisfied to hold her. But then, she was still healing and it wasn't good for ger body. She needed to be well rested. 

We can stay with her tonight. Hold her while she sleeps.

And she will hate us in morning. Oh no, not you. Just me. Because she doesn't know you.

Moony scoffed inside his head. But for the first time , he let go. It seemed like both the man and the wolf cared for her more than they did about themselves.

Remus gently scooped her into his arm so as to not disturb his sleep and carried her to her room , all the while relishing in the feel of her against his chest. As he placed her on the bed, he could feel a loud groan inside his chest which he ignored and tucked the which inside her blanket. It was still a few hours for morning and Remus felt that he could actually sleep peacefully.