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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 14:

Hermione was nervous. Mad butterflies were flying in her stomach, she was feeling very sick, and she wanted nothing more than leaving his place. Right. Now. But she didn't…instead she sat in his living room waiting for him to finally come from the kitchen; he mumbled something about making a tea. Hermione was grateful for it, because it gave her time to think.

Why was she here? To sort out their feelings once and for all and see where they were standing at the moment. If Remus told her that he was with Tonks, how was she going to react? She'd be shocked to the core, that was for sure, but other than that she'd feel…Hermione sighed, she didn't know how she was going to feel if Remus told her that he was going to stay with Tonks, and even if he told her that he'd bring stars for her from the sky above, or something like that, she'd never speak to him or see him. Hermione pursed her lips and started to fidget in her seat.

What if everything got out of the hand and they were on each other before she could do as much as sigh?

Her thoughts were interrupted when he finally returned with a tray of tea and homemade cookies in his hands. He smiled softly at her, which gave her heart a funny little jolt, than he sat by her side. Hermione poured her tea and started to drink it without adding a sugar or milk. She blew softly on the fog and started to look at the tea swirling in her mug like it was the most interesting thing in the world. There was a slight clearing of a throat and Hermione wrenched her eyes away from her cup to look at Remus, who was now looking at her with an eyebrow raised.

"Sorry," Hermione blushed and looked away again, "I was just thinking."

"About?" prompted Remus.

"Stuff…"

There was an awkward silence. She sipped her tea and thought for a moment, her fingernails lightly drumming on her mug. Where do I start? She bit her lip and looked at Remus, who was looking at the coffee table, a light frown on his scarred face.

"Ok, I came here today to talk to you about," she swallowed and continued, "Us; if there was an 'us' to start with." She shook her head lightly, and said, "I came here not to only talk about me and you, but to come to a decision to where this is going to. I don't want to sit at home and think about you 24/7 and not do anything about it. You hurt me. And I hurt you. Good, we are even on the 'hurt' part, but…my heart isn't strong enough, Remus. I don't want to be the second best, you know? If you're with…Tonks, than that's fine by me, but please just let me know if you are really with Tonks, because I live on the crossroads, not knowing which way to take from now and here."

Remus' frown disappeared and there was the expressionless mask that she so hated, she couldn't tell what he was thinking, and then he finally asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to know the truth if you are with Tonks or not."

"Yes," came his simple reply.

"You are with Tonks?" asked Hermione; feeling a heavy weight dropping on her heart, she couldn't breath properly now.

"Yes."

"Oh." Breathed out Hermione and looked out of the window; the soft afternoon sun that was outside, was gone. In its place were angry grey skies; a lightning bolt struck so hard that Hermione jumped a bit. She always hated the storm. She gritted her teeth and wrapped her arms around her, closing her eyes tightly as another thunder struck the skies.

There was some warmness which was pressing on her back, then with the same amount of warm arms were wrapping around her. Pulling her closer, Remus rested his head on her shoulder. She visibly relaxed now when she felt Remus hugging her from her back. She closed her eyes and sighed, letting her get comfortable on his firm chest. Remus nuzzled his cheek with hers as another one struck, and then the rain started.

"Your hair looks nice," Remus commented lightly.

Hermione chuckled, "It's different, I know. But I like it, and…I feel confident in some reckless way, than I was before. I wanted some kind of change, and I decided not to get a new tattoo or a piercing, but to cut my hair short. I love it."

"I'm sure you do," Remus murmured, and they settled into a comfortable silent; listening to the soft sound of the rain that was still pouring outside.

"You want her, don't you?" finally asked Hermione, when they were silent for too long. She felt him nod. Hermione swallowed and said, her voice thick with suppressed emotions, "So, why did you promise me that you'd always be there for me?"

"I told you I'd be there for you, whenever you'll need me," murmured Remus, "and I will be."

"But I…" she blew a shaky breath out and held Remus' hand in hers, lacing their fingers together, tightening his hold on her, "I don't want you to leave me, I wanted this...us, to be together, but I was only dreaming, wasn't I?"

Remus had no answer for it.

"I'll have to leave you, won't I?" murmured Hermione.

She heard him sigh, and tightened his hold on her once again. Hermione let her head rest at the crook of his neck, closing her eyes she breathed softly, loving the smell of him, "I know it will be hard on you, it will be hard for me too, but…I don't know how to explain you why I'm doing this, but I…"

"You want her," Hermione answered simply, a small numbness was starting to settle on her chest.

"I think I do…but the wolf…" his voice faded away, and his one hand which was lying on her side started rubbing slowly and softly up and down. Hermione felt his breath into her ear, and then he spoke, "The wolf wants another…person. Another woman…" he growled the last word, and nipped lightly on her earlobe.

Hermione's whole body tightened; her hand catching his other hand in hers, tightening her hold on it, and she hissed. She slowly released her breath, she liked the way he made her feel; she shifted in her seat a bit and looked at Remus' on the face. He was looking at her with passion that Hermione tingled with pleasure. She looked deeply into his eyes; his eyes…she was going to miss him.

"The wolf…" he whispered his voice low, almost hypnotizing her, "wants someone who had…some sort of an attraction towards him…" Hermione took a shuddering breath, closing her eyes as Remus softly touched her cheek, "I knew a girl when I went back to school to teach her for her 5th year…" Hermione shivered and from her closed eye a tear slipped down her cheek, "She was the brightest witch of her age. Everyone loved her, everyone respected her, and she was so oblivious to it all, it was adorable. One day, the wolf caught a scent on her, which was different from what I've ever smelled on her. That was the day I understood that Mooney wanted her…" his hand slowly made its way down and to her neck, his thumb lightly touching her jaw; his other hand's finger wiped away the tear that had slipped, "Mooney wanted you, Hermione," he whispered; Hermione's breath caught as she realized how close he was; she could feel his breath on her lips, "and he still does…"

Hermione's breath left her lungs completely as his lips softly brushed hers. Hermione realized that she had really and truly missed him. Remus' mouth was starting to get more confidence now as he started to take her lower lip into his mouth, suckling on it. Hermione's hands flew on his neck, gripping his hair in her hands, pulling him closer to her; the kiss instantly turned passionate. Hermione's tongue was the first one to make its way into the hot caverns of Remus' mouth, his tongue wasn't far behind as he started to play with hers. Hermione moaned softly at the back of her neck as she pressed her body to his; his hands left her face, wrapping them around her he crushed her to his chest, kissing and her all the way, leaving her wanting for more.

Hermione pushed him back and with swift movements was straddling his lap, her hands unbuttoning his shirt quickly; raking her nails on his scarred chest. He grabbed her by her thighs as she started to leave hot and open-mouthed kissed on his jaw line, towards his neck, under his ear, suckling on the sweet little spot that she knew liked to be kissed; feeling satisfied as his breath caught in his throat at the sensation. She started to kiss and lick a trail towards his firm chest, nipping and suckling on it, then one of his nipples was in her mouth and she bit at it softly; his head was thrown back and he whimpered at the sensation, hand gripping her thighs more tight.

She made it back to his mouth, kissing all the way, and plunging her tongue into his urgently. Moments later his shirt was being ripped off him, Hermione's following suit. She started working on his belt, and he unbuttoned her jeans; their hands shaking with excitement, and with forbiddingness of this whole mess. They knew that they should stop, but they couldn't, they were too far gone now, there was no turning back. Hermione stood up and kicked her jeans and panties down, Remus wiggled out of his pants and underwear, looking at Hermione exposed sweetness. When he was finished, his finger started to rub her clit, making her stumble forward, clutching on his shoulders, and screwing her eyes shut, a shuddering breath leaving her lips.

"Oh God, Remus…" she panted out, loving the sensation of his fingers on her. She parted her legs further as he slipped a finger inside her; she shuddered and threw her head back, a strangled sound leaving her lips. He felt her tighten on his finger, with the other hand he unclasped her bra, and started to play with her erect nipple, making her to cry out in ecstasy.

"Cum for me Hermione," he whispered so low, it was almost a growl. The wolf inside him wanted nothing more than to be released; he was rock hard, the wolf was impatient, Remus was in-between those two. "Now…"

With a shudder and a cry Hermione collapsed on Remus, crashing their lips together. The kiss was messy, hot and passionate. Remus slipped the finger which was covered in Hermione's white juice, into their mouths and Hermione moaned once again; she could taste her and Remus at the same time, and it excited her beyond belief. She pushed him back once again, straddling his hips, taking him into her hand; she stroked him twice and made him go into her in one swift motion. The both of them shuddered and choked on their own breaths as he was inside of her in one move. He gripped her thighs again, she was sure that he was leaving a huge bruise behind, but she didn't care; she wanted the pain and the hurt, and the passion that she was feeling right now to last forever.

Then she moved; it was slow and teasing, she wanted to remember this; to remember how it felt to feel his rock hard cock moving inside her, she wanted to feel how her lips flattered every time he'd hit a soft spot inside of her. Her movements started to move faster, he was meeting her thrusts with his own movements. An ear splashing thunder could be heard outside, but they didn't give it a second thought.

"Harder…" panted Remus hotly into her ear as she hugged him closer to her, not wanting to let go, not yet. But she moved harder and faster, obeying his wish. He could feel his heart beating fast, like he had run a marathon. She wanted to feel it forever on her chest. "God…Hermione…" he gripped her face and kissed her lips messily, teeth clashing together in an erotic way that Hermione almost whimpered.

Remus shifted; with one swift move they were once again on the floor, Hermione's legs on Remus' shoulder, and he was thrusting into her with hard, fast, raw and passionate moves, growling at the back of his neck. It seemed like Mooney was controlling Remus' mind; and Hermione shuddered at the thought. She wanted to feel, and Mooney was obeying her thoughts.

Remus leaned forward hitting a very deep sweet spot inside Hermione, and she cried out, her lips parting in silent awe. Her eyes caught Remus', and saw as he bit on his lower lip, screwing his eyes shut and then opening them, his hips movements never faltering. Hermione loved seeing him like this; he looked so…inhuman, that it was enticing. She wanted nothing more than to let him move inside her…forever.

"About…to cum," his voice growled and Hermione started to meet his rough thrusts with her own moves.

"Then cum…cum for me…" she whispered, breathlessly. She watched, mesmerized as he closed his eyes, his face turning into one of the agony, and then…the both of them cried out.

The orgasm was shuddering. It was like Hermione was being filled with strong waterfall. His mouth launched on her nipple and he sucked on it greedily, as he moved his hips riding out his orgasm. And then he collapsed on Hermione. He turned his head to her neck, and tried to breathe normally. Their hearts beating like mad, breaths ragged and incredibly satisfied, cuddled together on the floor, hugging each other close, frightened of letting go one another. Hermione placed her head on his chest and breathed out as her heart race turned to normal once again.

She felt him. She felt him cum inside her, she felt him moving inside of her, she felt him…his whole body, cock, chest, arms, legs, everything. He was etched into her mind, and she wasn't going to forget about him, not now…not ever. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, his fingers started to softly run on her bare back, as she lightly shuddered.

"Cold?" his voice was low, hesitant. Hermione shook her head, not trusting her voice. She knew if she spoke she'd cry, so she knew the only thing to do, she tightened her hold on him, kissed his chest, and closed her eyes, and few minutes later, she was sound asleep.

It was way past midnight when Remus stirred; there was some sort of a beeping sound coming from somewhere. He blinked several times and looked at Hermione, who was still clutching him, tight to her. He smiled softly, but the beeping sound didn't go away. He then realized that it was probably Hermione's mobile, he lightly shook her and kissed her forehead.

"Hermione, love, it's your phone…Hermione…" he whispered softly to her. A moment later with a deep breath Hermione sat upright, looking adorably cute; looking around her sleepily like she was lost or something.

"Hm? What?" she mumbled as Remus sat beside her.

"It's your phone…"

"Oh…" Hermione whispered and walked towards her purse which was innocently sitting at the chair at the back of the living room. She rummaged in it a bit and locating her phone, she looked at the name on it and mumbled, "Its Emma," and answering it.

"Hello?"

"Hermione?" Emma's voice sounded tense.

"Yes, what is it?"

"It's Sofa…" the way Emma said her friend's name, it seemed to be enough for Hermione to understand what really happened.
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