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Hollywood Tonight	By : LerDan Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 3939 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. OCs are mine. I make no money from this story.

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Chapter 10:

"I don't really know what to do Harry," said Hermione miserably and looked sourly at her coffee. It was days passed after her little talk with Sirius, and she was back to café for her work. She had a lunch break, and Draco and Harry were visiting her, checking if she was alright, and as it happened she was not. "It's like the fifth year once again, I feel something to him, he ignores me completely, and I don't know what to do, but the only difference in here is that we slept together, and I'm freaking out when I see some odd stuff going in front of me. I don't even know what to do? I mean, I know how I feel towards him, and I don't know how he towards me, but I…that doesn't mean that we will have anything with each other, you know what I mean? I mean I won't say that I'd be good if he really started something with Tonks, but that doesn't mean that I'll approve it either. What am I to do? And it's-"

"Hermione, stop," finally exclaimed Draco, at his wits ended. He was getting angrier and angrier by each passing minute and Hermione was talking real fast and wasn't making any sense. And he told her this much, "me and Harry know how you feel towards him, what had happened to you when you were in your fifth year, and we know that you don't know what to do anymore. I understand that, Harry understands that too, I hope, but please stop torturing yourself over him. It's not like you. I know that you are a fighter; you fight for what you want. If you wanted him, you would fight everyone to get to him, and not hurting you or him in the process."

"But they will be hurt, eventually I mean," added Harry and looked out of the window.

"Harry," Draco took Harry's hand in his and squeezed it gently, "Everyone hurts, and it's not life without a bit of hurting and crying. Don't you remember what we went through?" Harry nodded and squeezed Draco's hand back.

"Guys, it's not like your relationship. It's a…mess. Really, I like him, hell I even can admit that I love him," Harry looked up at Hermione sharply, "But I don't know if I'm ready for heartbreak."

"Why don't you try?" asked Draco and sipped his coffee.

"Excuse me?" asked Harry, and looked at his lover like he just grew another head.

"What? Don't look at me like that. I know what I'm suggesting. You go and have fun with him, live your lives have sex and orgasms, and in the end maybe it will work out or not, and be careful not to fall for him too hard."

"But I love him," said Hermione, slowly.

"I know, but maybe you love him as you love Sirius or any other guy, I don't know with whom you are friends with these days, maybe it's just a silly crush or something."

"What about Tonks?"

"What about her?"

"What if she and him are back together?"

"What if they are not. What if Remus doesn't want her anymore, what if it was just a one night stand, what if he will really, really freak out and chuck her out of his life?"

"So the key word in this whole mess is 'what if?'" asked Hermione uncertainly.

"Yes," answered simply Draco.

"hmm…" she answered back idly and sipped her drink.

"Are you insane?" finally asked Harry to Draco, who was trying to protest whatever Hermione and Draco decided just now.

"No, Harry-poo I'm not," replied Draco, sarcastically.

"I hate it when you call me that," mumbled Harry and pouted a bit. Draco kissed his full lips lovingly and drew back a bit and smiled at him, "Ok, maybe not," agreed Harry breathlessly, his eyes closed.

"Harry, you know that I love you and all, but you don't know how to handle another's relationships and/or lives. You are a great husband and a great cook, and that's it."

"What? Only that?" asked Harry incredulously.

"Hmm…yeah, I can't think of anything else to say," Draco answered somewhat lazily and grinned when Harry started to mumble something under his breath, clearly distressed.

Hermione stifled her giggle and looked at Draco once again, "So, you are suggesting me to have a bit of a…fling with Remy and see where that will go even if we end up broken hearted?"

"Yes, I mean, come on Hermione, live a little," encouraged Draco, and then smirked when he saw that Harry was still mumbling something away, he winked at Hermione who smiled softly at him.

She took his hand in hers and Harry reluctantly gave his hand to her too, she squeezed them both, saying, "Thank you, the both of you are amazing. I never could ask for a better friend then you two."

"What about me?" a very familiar voice sounded just behind Hermione's ear. She turned around and looked at Sirius' happy face.

"Where did you come from?" asked Hermione, laughing despite herself, when he playfully ruffled Harry's hair, which sulked even more, and sat beside Hermione, kissing her cheek.

"I was just around the corner and I saw you all having lunch together. And I decided to drop in for a minute and then go and see Kate. She isn't working today."

"No, she's not, how come you know that?" asked Hermione, narrowing her eyes in mock suspicion.

"I just know."

"You seem too close with each other," observed Draco.

"Yes."

"It's really nice," said Hermione, "she needs someone in her life."

"She's not the only one," mumbled Sirius, more loudly he said, "By the way, I was just visiting Moony, and he is out of his bloody mind Hermione, he still wants to find you and force some explanations out of you, and he wants to be with Tonks to not hurt her feelings, I mean, what the fuck? Don't you think of your happiness before thinking of another's?"

"Not with Remus," mumbled Hermione, "Sirius, I decided to talk to him, and try to be with him, just for…fun, if you can tell that."

"'Just for fun'? What's that suppose to mean?" Sirius asked looking curiously at Harry, who was still sulking, he shrugged then looked back at Hermione, finally settling his eyes on Draco, somewhere inside of his mind, and he was suspecting that the blond boy had something to do with Hermione's decision.

"I said to Hermione to live a little, and to get out of her boring life, and she decided to give it a try with Remus, to just see where that will go, and she thinks that she can handle anything that the future will throw at her," explained Draco.

"Something like a 'relationship with no strings attached'?" asked Sirius, looking at Hermione, his mind racing.

"Partly, yes," answered Hermione. When she saw the look on Sirius' face she grabbed his hand in her both hands and said, "I'm ready to take a chance only to try. I don't care if I end up hurting myself, or hurting him, I want to know and feel once again."

"So you are bored?" asked Sirius, "try with me all that stuff," he added cheekily and winked at Hermione, which caused the group to laugh loudly.

"I might consider it," playfully replied back Hermione.

"Call me when you decide what to do," he said and stood up, "and with that said I really have to go." And walked away.

"We should go too," said Draco to Harry, who grumbled in reply. "Oh stop sulking or you'll sleep on couch tonight or worse no wonderful sex for a week."

"You can't do that!" exclaimed Harry, shocked.

"Try me," Draco said and crossed his arms on his chest, looking sternly at Harry.

"Bastard," said Harry, and standing up, kissing Hermione's cheek he walked out of the café.

"I swear sometimes I think that I have a four years old kid, not a twenty eight year old husband, it's frustrating," said Draco, looking at Hermione, who just smiled at him, "I have to make it up to him. And he is a real animal in bed," his eyes took a loving look that Hermione felt a bit jealous. She wanted someone to look at her like that, and that said someone was way away from loving her like she wanted. But she could make it happen.

"You love him, and that's all that matters, he'll come around, and yes, you do have to make it up to him," grinned Hermione and she stood up with Draco too. They hugged and Hermione mumbled into his chest, "Thanks so much for everything Draco." By way of replying he just kissed her forehead, hugged her tight and walked out of the café, leaving Hermione to her own thoughts and life.

Hermione walked out of the taxi and looked at the battered house in front of her. The last time she had been here the night that they spent together was magical. But now there was only one thing on her mind, and it was not sexual at all. She took a deep breath and started up the small drive towards his house. She tried to relax her tense muscles when she knocked on his door, she was even considering running away already, when the door opened and a very curious and worried looking Remus Lupin was standing at the threshold.

"Hi," Hermione started awkwardly, and smiled tentatively at him, "c-can I come in?"

Remus was still looking like he was seeing a ghost but he gave her a way to come in to his house, before closing the door after her. He furrowed his brow and walked into his living room; Hermione followed him, and saw that he was trying to clean as much of the mess he had made in the living room, and she smiled softly at his frantic cleaning. When the couch got somewhat a descent look to sit on she walked and sat on it, looking at the growing fireplace. It was already mid-autumn and the weather outside was a bit cold, but inside his house it was really warm.

Without saying anything Remus turned and walked out of the room and she assumed he went to the kitchen. After ten minutes he came back bringing with him a very warm and sweet smelling tea. He placed her cup in front of her and he sat opposite her on the couch, still not looking at her and not talking at all. But not Hermione…she was watching him. He looked like an angel with his tousled hair and the light which was casting from the fireplace was giving some sort of a glow, he looked a bit unhealthy and with a pang she remembered that two days ago was the full moon.

She licked her lips and said in a small voice, "I'm sorry."

After a moment of silence he said, "There's nothing to forgive."

"But there is," Hermione replied quickly, he was still not looking at her, and he pursed his lips, "What I did was wrong, the other day I mean, I shouldn't have freak out like that. I just…it just caught me by surprise that's it. I just…Remy," she breathed his name, exhausted all of a sudden by his offhand behavior, "Please, talk to me, normally, don't just ignore me. I came here today to talk to you and try to explain."

"You do have some explaining to do, yes," he agreed with her.

"Yes, I do," she said softly and looked at the tea in her hands, "But you have to come with me to…this place. I want to show you something."

"Where?" asked Remus, finally looking at her, his eyes were not as cold as his voice was.

"Please, don't ask questions, yet," she pleaded, and then in a smaller voice she said, "Please, come with me."

After a moment of silence he nodded and stood up from his place and walked out of the room, up the stairs to his bedroom. Hermione sighed a bit in relief and sat back on the couch drinking her tea and looking around her; his living room was cozy, and had not so much things there; a small coffee table, a couch and a sofa, the fireplace, and a small shelf at the corner of the room that held lots of books, curious she walked towards it and started to read the titles. The books were Muggle fiction books, and some of them were magical books, mostly about Defensive and Offensive Spells and such. She heard his footsteps and turned around and felt her breath leave her. He was too handsome to be true. He was wearing navy jeans with green button down shirt, on top of it was a sweater, that looked like it was made just for him, and he was wearing a brown colored leather jacket. He looked so young, that Hermione forgot that this was her former professor.

She shook her head slightly and blushed when she saw that he was watching her closely. She cleared her throat unnecessarily and said, "Ready to go?" His only response was a nod. Clearly he was still offended.

They took a taxi and Hermione gave the address to the place that she was taking Remus. The ride was silent mostly. Hermione was looking out of the window of the car, her mind racing. The last time she went there Emma was with her, understanding and caring as much Emma could've been the sensation back then was nothing to compare with this moment. Hermione was nervous. Sure she had already told Sirius about it, but telling Remus was a new story. She wasn't just going to tell him, she was going to show him, a 'prove' some of people would name it. She looked sideways at him and caught him staring at her, they quickly looked away.

Remus sighed in frustration and racked a hand in his hair, Hermione saw all the movements he made and her heart skipped a bit. She knew that she was acting like a teenager so in love and such, but she couldn't help her reaction to him, he looked gorgeous. She took a deep breath and squashed her desire back, this was not the time for fantasies, she was about to tell him what really happened to her many years ago.

After what felt like hours the car pulled in front of the fancy looking hospital. Remus furrowed his brow as he walked out of the car and looked up at the building. Hermione came up and stood by his side carefully looking at his face and saw only confusion. She walked towards the front door, and felt him following her.

The hospital was warm and Hermione took her jacket off her. She walked towards the receptionist, a lovely old woman, with graying hair, and smiled at her. It took her a moment to recognize Hermione and with a delightful cry she wobbled her way out of her desk table, walking towards Hermione she gave her a big hug.

"Oh Hermione," her voice was as wobbly and old as her look, "how delightful. The last time I have seen you was like years ago. How are you my dear?" she asked as she pulled back from the hug and looked at Hermione closely.

"I'm fine, Mrs. Riley, how are you?" asked Hermione, kindly.

"Oh well, I'm fine, getting old, but still staying strong," she replied and laughed at her own little joke, then her eyes fell on Remus, "Who's this lovely young man?"

"He's Remus, one of my close friends," or he could be, Hermione added in her thought, and watched with amusement as Mrs. Riley gave him the same greeting as she did to Hermione. Remus flushed with embarrassment, but did not comment. "So, how are they? Can I go and visit them?" asked Hermione after her laughter was somewhat under control.

Mrs. Riley's smile wavered a bit and she wobbled her way back to her chair, she sat down and pushed her glasses up on her nose, "Yes, you can visit them but not for long, they get distressed too quickly."

"I just want to know if they are fine, and if they want something, and I just want to see them," Hermione said hastily and with pleading eyes.

"Sure sweetheart, Susan," Mrs. Riley called out and a pleasant looking and young nurse was at her side in an instant, "Take them to playroom, please."

"Sure, Mrs. Riley, come on," said Susan and led them towards the elevator.

"Hermione," asked Remus undertone, and so close to Hermione that she held back a shiver.

"Yes?" she asked as they walked into the elevator.

"Who are we visiting?" asked Remus.

And before the elevator doors closed, Hermione said, "My parents."
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