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Hollywood Tonight	By : LerDan Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 3939 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 11:

Mr. and Mrs. Granger could've been a very pleasant and beautiful couple had it not been for their current situation, thought Remus as he watched Hermione walk towards them. They were playing chess, or trying to play chess; they sat and looked at the board making no moves at all. Hermione kneeled down by her mother's side and took her hand in hers; Mrs. Granger was still impassive.

"Mum?" Hermione's voice was small at first, and Remus barely heard her from where he stood; he was six feet away from them, being a werewolf had his advantages so he could hear everything she said. He felt his heart squeeze at Hermione, as she looked helplessly at her dad, and called him, but both of them did not even blinked an eye. Hermione sighed and sat at the small stool, still clutching her mum's hand in hers, and started speaking in a small voice, "I missed you guys, I couldn't come sooner, because I had a bit of…something, but I'm fine now, uhm…" she faltered a bit and sighed again. She looked on the verge of tears, even Remus felt his eyes sting at the sight. "I'm good, still working hard, still trying to live my life as much as I can without really feeling guilty about it…" her voice was soft now, and she told them about her life, what she'd been doing during these passed days. When she got nothing of them she shook her head and stood up. "I'll go now, but I'll come back later, in a few days. Ok?" Without waiting for something, anything, she turned around, held Remus' gaze for a moment and walked out of the room, without a backward glance.

Remus followed her out, and saw as she walked quickly down the hall, her shoulders hunched down in defeat. He ran so he could get to her, and when he was closer to her he grabbed her hand and stopped her. "Are you alright?" he asked in a soft voice, not looking at her.

"I'm fine," she replied equally softly. "Come on, I think I owe you some kind of an explanation."

Remus was on the verge of telling her that she did not have to, but a small part of his mind wanted to know what had happened. So he only nodded and started to the elevator, Hermione by his side.

When they were out of the hospital, Hermione took a couple of deep breaths, trying to gain her emotions back into their places. It was very hard to visit her parents. It was even harder to face them and not know what to tell them. She looked sideways at Remus who was watching the floor as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. When he looked up he frowned and reached out a hand and touched her cheek. She realized then that she had spilled some unwanted tears. She quickly wiped them off and in a way moved Remus' hand away from her.

"uhm…" tried to talk Hermione, but her throat was a bit tight, she tried to clear it and talked again, "Let's go somewhere more private, we can go to my place, and you haven't seen it, though it's not as descent as I wanted it to be, but still-"

"It's not a problem," cut her off Remus swiftly.

Hermione nodded and caught a taxi.

Hermione's home wasn't that bad looking as she described it, but it was really messy. Clothes and books and CD's were scattered around her living room, and Remus didn't want to see her bedroom at all, because he knew that it would be the same as the living room. She bit her lip a bit worriedly and asked tentatively.

"Coffee? Tea?"

"Coffee, please," Remus answered and shrugged off his coat, finding a place to place it on, and walking after Hermione into her kitchen, which was surprisingly clean.

"Milk? Sugar?"

"No, thank you."

As she was preparing the coffee, Remus sat at the table and watched as Hermione moved. She had changed for sure, she moved more confidently, her body had formed beautifully and if anyone said otherwise would be dense enough not to appreciate it. She had a nice face too, he thought as she looked at the cupboards for some cookies, she had a small chin, a small nose, with a piercing on it, her cheeks were slightly chubby but not round, a bit high. And her eyes were like two sweet chocolates; they were more doe-like. And they would brighten up when she'd talk about something that she liked, her cheeks would flush a bit too. And her lips…her lips were the two sweetest lips he ever tasted in his life.

He now had another fantasy to burry himself in; their one moment together. Her eyes were dark with passion when Remus looked into them when he was moving in her, her cheeks were flushed with arousal, her lips were red and a bit rounder then they were because of his kisses, and she'd leave the most delicious moan he'd ever heard. And he was ready for more…

"Here," Hermione's sweet voice cut across his mind and he mentally shook himself, coming back to earth just in time as she passed him a cup of steaming hot coffee. He took a sip and waited for her to sit. Hermione sipped her coffee twice and Remus waited patiently for her to start.

"You are waiting…" Hermione said softly, not looking at Remus.

"I am," replied Remus and sipped his coffee.

"What do you want to know?" asked Hermione after a moment of silence.

"Tell me whatever you'd like to share with me…" Hermione nodded her head and looked out of the window.

When she spoke her voice was a bit distant, "In our sixth year Harry, Ron and I decided that we were going to hunt the Horcruxes down, in our seventh year. Harry not having parenting figures didn't think of it twice as he left the Dursleys, he had a vengeance to do, right? Ron's family are wizards and witches and they understood what it was for all of them though that took long time to sink in. But me…I am a Muggle-born and the best friend of the famous Harry Potter, so it was an easy target to get to me…by my parents. I had to make a decision to save them, to hide them once and for all, before the hell broke loss. So I did what I thought was the right thing to do. I obliviated them," Hermione sipped her coffee in a way for taking a moment to concentrate what she'd have to tell Remus. After a small silence she spoke again, "I thought it was the right thing to do, you know? Being the brilliant witch in our generation; doing works or charms that no one could do. You see, I was wrong, and you were wrong too. I'm not that brilliant," she gave a small bitter laugh, shaking her head she continued, "So I perfectly obliviated them, they were happily married, clear Muggles, without anything connecting them to the Magical World."

"You mean that," interrupted her Remus, his brow furrowing, "You obliviated their memories, and they don't have any memories of you?"

"Yes, I don't exist for them anymore," she took a deep breath and continued, "After the obliviation I went with the boys and never once stopped thinking of them. It was like a nightmare, really. I didn't know how they were; I only knew was that they were in Australia, because I sent them there, and that was it. After the war, you know how we were all, shocked and numbed by the events, and my adrenaline was still pumping hard inside of me and I thought of them about saving them, bring them back and I apparated to them. Well," she gave the brittle laugh again, and Remus tried hard not to flinch, he didn't like the sound of her laugh, "they were surprised to see a strange girl come to the front of their doors, covered up in battle bruises. I was in so much of a shock that I couldn't…I just…I…" she faltered and closed her eyes, placing her cup on the table and covering her face with her hands. "I lost control. I couldn't concentrate enough to place their real memories back to their places. I…" she looked up, her eyes connecting with Remus', and her eyes started to sting with the unshed tears, "I lost them Remy, I lost my parents…They don't even know me…and the doctors say that they don't know when and if they'll get their memories back…I don't know what to do…"

She took big calming breathes, clearing her throat she looked at Remus with tears in her eyes; one lone tear left her eye, without her noticing it, and said, "That's why I left the Wizarding world, I didn't want to be in a place where I could remember what I did to my parents, because of it. I gave up everything the day I did that to my parents. Only Harry knew where I was, which is what I wanted. I didn't want anyone to come looking for me. I didn't want to see anyone, only Harry, and he was there whenever I wanted him. He was always by my side, but then he started to date Draco; which was more helpful than Harry was, but…that wasn't the same you know? And then I started to go out with Kevin, that guy I told you about? Yeah, I started to go out with him and here I am now, a dancer and a waitress at the café. Why choose those careers? Easy. I didn't want any publicity. A waitress is just an average girl who can't find a descent job for her, and a dancer is a woman who wants to have fun by dancing, giving other people joy and making loads of money. I'm somewhat happy, but that doesn't mean that I'm proud of myself. I sometimes hate myself. And I hate myself because I can't control whatever it is, is happening to me….I want to live my life…I want to enjoy every fucking minute of it, and I'd really want to spend it with the one that I want to…I want…" And with a choking sound she started to cry.

Remus sat and looked at her with shock. She had done a brilliant thing; secured her parents memories, to save them from the Dark Side, but then she…well, she fucked everything up by cleaning their all memories, leaving them remembering nothing at all…

But then he was angry at her, why did she look so vulnerable and weak in front of him? Why did she have to look so pretty when she cried? Why did she have to do this to him and his heart? He gritted his teeth in frustration and looked away from her…he so wanted to reach out and hug her to him, oh he wanted to stroke her hair out of her face and tell her that it was alright, that she was safe now, that she didn't have to think about the past, because it was all in past, but he let the anger take over him and in an instant he was on his feet, his one hand grasping her by her neck. She made a startled sound when Remus hauled her up to her feet and shoved her up against the refrigerator. She choked on her breath and looked fearfully at Remus.

"Why are you doing this to me?" asked Remus, his voice low, but not dangerous.

"Wha-What are you talking about?" asked Hermione a bit breathlessly; Remus had a strong hand.

"Why do you have to tell me your story, why you left us and then look like this?" Remus replied, almost shouting.

"Like what?" exclaimed Hermione, her hand grasping on his to make him let go of her, but to no avail.

"Like this! Weak! Vulnerable! Do you know what you do to me or my mind or my body? Do you?" after a moment silence, Remus shook Hermione and yelled, "Do you!"

"No, I don't!" screamed Hermione, her voice scratching with her screaming and chocking on it. After more heated looks and breathless moment, Remus bit his lip and loosened his hand on her throat, cradling her in his and with one hand his long fingers caressed her neck gently. Hermione's body started trembling. He looked inhumanly scary for her at the moment. She knew this because she re-searched everything that she could find on werewolves. And this was another side-effect of it. Werewolves tend to be very aggressive before the full moon, but by Hermione's calculations it was till next month…so what was this one? "I-if you don't have anything else to say to me you are free to leave. I told you about my past and about my secret. I don't care what will happen after this, but I want you to leave if you don't have anything else to say," she whispered, not looking at him, she was too scared.

"You are scared," murmured Remus.

"I'm not," Hermione retorted back quickly. Remus smirked.

"I can smell fear, Hermione. Do not fear me," he murmured to her and wound his long fingers into her hair and tilted her head back a bit.

Hermione's eyes darted around his face taking in his handsome features, and when her eyes landed his slightly parted lips she unconsciously licked hers. That seemed to be the right thing to do, because the next thing she knew she was fighting for breath.

Remus' sweet lips were once again on hers and she melted into the sensation, tightening her arms around him, pulling him closer to her, feeling his muscled chest on hers. She moaned when he slammed her to the refrigerator again and pushed his hips on hers. He was hard. Her hands started to roam his muscled back. His kisses started to wander; he licked his way to her ear and lightly bit on earlobe. She hissed to the sensation, and gripped his sweater tightly when he started to lick his way to her neck, biting softly on it. A whimper escaped her lips and she threw her head back giving him more space. Her legs shook when he licked between her breasts and she cried out arching her back.

In slow motions Remus started to bring them down to the floor; Hermione was on top of him. She straddled him and he grabbed her by her hips. His hands started to move up her back under her shirt, and then it went down and tugged on it. Hermione helped him to take off her shirt, than they started to take off Remus' shirts, between heated kisses. Everything was seemed to go slowly for them, but they were moving real fast.

Their lips met for a very hot and sensual kiss which was accompanied with moans and dry-humping by the two of them, Hermione threw her head back and moaned, and Remus licked her collarbone. He then unclasped her bra and hauled it away from them. He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it hard. Hermione cried out and then hissed grabbing him by his shoulder, arching her back to his mouth. His other hand started to touch her from outside her jeans. The sensation was crazy.

Hermione lightly pulled on Remus' hair and made him look at her; his eyes held so much heat that Hermione shivered lightly. She started to let her hands move down to his jeans; she started to unbutton in with one hand and with the other hand she pushed him back, making him to lie on his back. She let her hand go down under his underwear. When she took him in her hand he heard him hiss. She leaned in and kissed his nipple, licking and sucking on it till it was hard, she did the same to the other one, and when she finished with his nipples, Remus was gasping for breath.

Remus knew what she was going to do when she started to kiss his stomach, and then his navel. He arched his back when she finally let his erection out of his underwear. He looked down and saw Hermione watching him, she licked her lips and then, without breaking eye contact she licked him long and hard, from the base to the top, playing with the head for a bit, then she started to take him into her mouth, and Remus' brain turned into a mush.

She was doing everything slowly, as if she was tasting him, and tasting her too. When her small nose touched his navel he looked at her and the sight made him gasp; he was fully inside her mouth, he could feel her throat spasming around his cock, and then slowly she started to move up, her mouth around him sucking on it so hard that he cried out when she sucked at the head. She moved down and up for a few times, and then Remus was moving with her. He grabbed fistful of her hair, to just have something to grab. Her movements did not falter for a second when she started to twirl his balls in her hand, squeezing them. He groaned low in his chest, but then the groan turned into a whimper, then to a cry as he came into her mouth.

Hermione took everything that Remus gave her, licking everything that she missed. When she was done she kissed the top of his head and moved up his body again and kissed him fully on the mouth. His response was immediate. He kissed her in a hungry way that made her blood boil in heat…

Their evening and night was spent devouring each other in every way they always fantasized about.

Later when the both of them were finally spent, and they were lying on the kitchen floor, Remus on top of Hermione, he murmured into her ear, "As long as you'll want me, I'll stay with you, Hermione."

Hermione looked at him, her eyes shining with hope, "Promise?"

"Promise," whispered Remus and kissed her lips again, but at the back of his mind he was thinking about Tonks, and how much it would hurt her if he had broken everything off with her; once and for all. He just hoped he'd have the heart to do that.
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