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Everyone Knows	By : FairlightMuse Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Remus/Hermione Views: 20812 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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*Not quite finished yet....*

If they expected cheers or even congratulations...they were sorely disappointed. The entire table, so loud and talkative a few moments ago, was now completely silent, with each individual at the table appearing to have been slapped in the face with a Stupefy charm. The most stunned of them all was Professor Snape, evil potions master and expert of Legilimens...completely shocked.

Absolutely floored. And on either side of him, the titian haired book-ends so recently included in his confidence...were gaping in mid grin...their triumph wilted and their ego's deflated the moment nothing had happened.

After what seemed like five minutes, Remus gave a little cough, a polite way of informing their friends that some exultation was expected.

Dumbledore recovered first, and apologizing for his hesitation, he congratulated them absent-mindedly. Professor McGonagall followed suit.

Ron was the first to break the spell.

" Married! But you can't be married." he informed them.

" Why not?" challenged Hermione.

'' Because..." he obviously had not thought of a truly good reason. " Because you are...a girl..and he is a man..." he stammered searching the ceiling as if it would offer him some assistance.

" Yes...a dangerous combination Ron, but I think I can manage ,..." Hermione laughed.

Ron glowered at her as if she had just betrayed some secret trust, and again Hermione wondered what on earth could possibly the matter with them all? Did they disapprove? Was there something she didn't now?

Everyone at the table was looking at each other in a pointed way, mentally exclaiming at just how awfully unfair it was for them to get married...without first announcing their intentions. Now who was going to win the bloody money! They all looked to Dumbledore for the answer.

He didn't have one on hand at the moment, so he merely raised a brow.
"Well, you needn't all seem so disappointed..." Hermione offered.

" Oh...no ...of course not...Hermione.." Molly laughed nervously. " No we aren't disappointed at all, are we? " she turned to look at Arthur and Ginny. They shook their heads. Arthur still looked a bit confused, but Ginny looked as though she were about to squeal, and Hermione crossed her fingers and hoped that she would refrain.
Suddenly everyone came alive and began talking at once. everyone that is, except for the three conspirators who sat back, slightly, watching. If all went as planned...they would still have their fun.

" When did you get married?" Ginny asked.

'' Yesterday. We..."

" But what about your parents Hermione...?

" Oh they gave us there blessing over the tele..."

" Are you going away on a Honeymoon?"

" Well we hadn't really...

" How could you do this to us, Remus, now who will be our third man?"

" Oh you never needed any help drinking..."

" Hey, your not going to have children are you?"

" I..."

" Yeah that would be scary! Little know it alls..."

" Shut up Ron."

"Oh that's no way for a grown and married woman to behave..."

'' Where are you going to live ?"

" Well, we haven't..."

" Are you going to have a big wedding later so that everyone can attend?"

'' Something beautiful, with a cake and a long white dress...?"

And a volley of over a hundred more questions, all of which they could only half answer.

Hermione gave Remus a panicked look...they had not taken all of this into consideration, Yesterday, he had teased her over a strawberry tart. " You should marry me."

She had kissed the strawberry from his mouth and replied, " Don't think I wouldn't."

He had dared her, and an hour later, they were seeking out an official who performed Wizard weddings. They had agreed then that it had been perfect, fast, smooth, and without the over-excitement of too many people. Hermione couldn't imagine wanting to wait months to get married just so that they could have elaborate preparations. She had liked it just fine as it was, and she wasn't about to allow herself to be bullied into a second wedding just to be esthetically pleasing.

" No, actually I think we are quite satisfied as we are. Maybe in the future.." the distant future. " Right, Remus?"

" Absolutely. You can't top perfection" he pinched her bottom lightly." No sense in tempting fate. Besides, if I asked her again, she might refuse me, then I would be absolutely devastated."

There was a teasing warm quality to his voice that made Hermione's blood quicken pace. He might be merely talking to them, but he was, at the same time, flirting dreadfully with her. She felt the temperature of the room begin to rise and she fanned her blouse unconsciously.

It was very distracting to Remus, who was trying to answer a question being asked by Arthur Weasley.

" Are we finished here? " Hermione asked.

" Yes...of course. Goodness, have we been here over three hours!?.." Dumbledore exclaimed, rising to his feet.

" Well, looks like I will miss one more day of work..." Hermione grinned to Remus. Everyone else had began talking to each other, a few were whispering...

" Well, then should we go for a walk? We have a few hours I believe, before I need to retire..."

She linked her arm in his and they walked out towards the garden, unnoticed by the people inside.

" Do you think it was worth it?" she asked,pointing her head back towards the noise of their friends.

" Well...so far. " he grinned.

" They are acting very peculiar, I don't understand..." she frowned.

" Oh, they are no doubt just jealous."

" Jealous" she laughed.

" Mmmhmmm, because both of us now have the most perfect mate."

" Oh really?" she pulled him around so she could kiss him. He ducked her lips, and went straight for her neck, kissing the skin roughly.

" Don't! " she squeaked. " Your going to leave a mark!"

" I know. And I want everyone else in the world to know that I love you."

*
" Where did they go?"

" Out there. "

" This is horrible. How are we supposed to know?"

" I imagine that if they are married they have already said it."

" It's not as much fun."

" So who wind the money?"

" Maybe we should wait and ask Bill too, after all it was his idea too."

" We could count it as being the moment they announced they were married."

" Did you see the time?'...
To the side, the twins and Snape sat, waiting. Who won the money was no concern to them, now. They were watching through the garden door, as Hemione and Remus flirted with each other.

Any moment now. It would be any moment now...surely.
*

" Remus? Are you all right?" Hermione asked. Her first thought, when his expression turned glassy-eyed, was that his transformation was coming anyhow. She felt both concern, and a slight edge of fear.

She reached out to hold his arm, but he pulled it back out of her reach, and leaned over, hands on his thighs.

" Remus...?"

*

A sickly slime green light filled the garden, and burst into the kitchen where the other members of the order were standing. They all covered their eyes against the brilliance, and the first thought that went through their minds was that an appearance was being made by the Dark Lord's spies. The light darkened to an Emerald green, was shot through with silver, and then gold, and the slit apart by a dazzling explosion of light and sound.

They could hear Hermione scream, and drawing their wands they charged outdoors to face the enemy.

But it was no enemy.

Surely what was there was most foul. More foul than trolls, more cruel than Azkaban....but it was no enemy.

And after surveying the scene for a moment...they could all say, that it was not Hermione who screamed. How could she? She had her fist in her mouth to keep from laughing.
And as for Remus...he had not transformed. Well...not into a werewolf anyhow.

He stood in all of his long and lanky splendour, petrified in place in the pose of a statue...

What had been his simply grey robes of earlier were gone, to be replaced by an emerald green corselet...laced with silver chains. A matching garter belt, trimmed in black mohair, held up a pair of black stockings, upon which danced several silver Slytherin emblems...all spiraling around and around his legs. His shoes were also gone, replaced by huge sequined mary-janes, with lug-soles that added an extra four inched to his height. He was posed so that his toes turned inwards, adding to the overall absurdity of the picture.

As if that weren't bad enough...over his arms, (which were poised gracefully in the air, fitted with lace gauntlets), there floated hundreds of hearts.Pink hearts and red hearts and white hearts, and blue hearts and green hearts...some shimmering, some cloudy, some filled with water, and tropical fish. Most of the hearts were playing music...corny Muggle love songs. Each heart playing a different tune. Some merely repeated words Remus had just spoken, in his own voice. And there were still the fireworks, shooting out of his ears, and mouth, each exploding into dazzling little colored stars, emitting noise and music and exclamations of love.

And to top it off, literally...the top of his head had grown up into a towering fruit turban...nearly two feet tall, with a scoop of ice cream and a cherry balanced delicately at the very top of that! And across the way, at just the right level that Remus could see into it, was a floating full length mirror...the obvious cause of his strangled scream.

And being the decent and loyal friends that they all were...they all dropped their wands and began to laugh. Fits of explosive, painful...deep belly laughs. Even McGonagall had to take off her glasses and wipe the tears from her eyes.

The Weasley twins beamed proudly at each other and at their old Professor. A job well done. They had managed to get all of that into one cup of wolfsbane potion!

Only Professor Snape seemed to be controlling himself. But even he had to smirk just a bit at the scene before him. Dammit! Those twins were brilliant!

Double brilliant! He just saw Fred...or maybe George...take a picture. Oh yes...that would be a memento for a wedding album!

As soon as Fred...or George...nodded at him that the moment was saved, he took out his wand and pushed between everyone to get to the front of the crowd.

Using his wand like a pointer, he gestured to the Spectacle in Green.

" Now, that is my idea of a boggart! " he said, and at his dry words, everyone burst into laughter again. Even...though she tried not to...Hermione.

" Ms. Granger? Or excuse me...Mrs.Lupin.." the Professor snapped, in his old tone." What is the charm for disarming a Boggart?"

Hermione sobered instantly. " Rid..Ridi...Riddikulus" she gasped.

" Precisely. " and he whipped around, pointed his wand at Remus and said. " Riddikulus.''

Another flash of green light and Remus was returned...his old self. And except for the look of murderous rage on his face, he almost looked just as loveable.

" That's it Snape! " he roared, and not bothering to draw his wand he took off after the black robed potions master...who, making a wise decision...ran.

Hermione gave another laugh, and a slight hiccup. Something came up into her mouth..something cold and hard. She spit it into her hand, ignoring the shouts from the corner of the garden where Remus had just tackled Snape.

The object was a garnet...perfect and shining. Before he could bring it to closer to examine it, it melted and spread into a square of garnet parchment. Curious, she unfolded the paper.

On it, in it a long slanted scrawl...was a recipe. Under it was a simple message.

" This new Wolfsbane potion, brewed correctly should prevent transformation, as well as all side effects, allowing the sufferer of Lycanthropy to pursue a normal lifestyle. Have no fear, there is nothing in this brew that will cause any adverse side effects...

Congratulations on your wedding.

A friend and admirer."
She looked up at Dumbledore, who was no longer laughing, but his eyes twinkled merrily at her.
In the corner, the two men had wrestled around until they rolled off into the exploding bog...she could just see slie covered brown hair, as Remus pushed Snape under the surface, only to be tripped and fall under himself.

" Happy, Hermione?" Dumbledore asked.

" Actually..yes. This is the best present I ...we...could have received...I only hope he lives long enough to enjoy it."

" Severus has deserved that opportunity for years. I think things may actually be better between them now."

" Let's hope so. "

" Everyone knows Hermione...that there is always room for hope."

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