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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 4:

"They have found me!" Hermione exclaimed as her best friend, for more than 15 years opened the door of his apartment.

"Who found you?" asked Harry, and moved aside as Hermione shoved her way into his home. "Come in," he said sarcastically and slammed the door shut. He walked into his living-room to find Hermione pacing and muttering to herself like a crazy banshee. Harry sighed tiredly and plopped down on his couch and waited for her friend to calm her anger, he knew she'd talk when she'll be ready so he just stretched and waited.

Hermione was a wreck. She knew that she had no reason to be like this, she knew that someday the meeting with someone from her past would happen. But she couldn't help but feel a bit worried about this, because the two men were going to question her. She slumped down beside Harry, with a huff, and crossed her arms under her breasts.

"They are going to question me," voiced out Hermione her thoughts. "I know they will."

"Can you please tell me who are 'they'?" asked Harry a bit impatiently.

"Remus and Sirius," mumbled Hermione.

"They did not!" said Harry with a shock.

"Yes they did. That's not the worst part, well besides the whole questioning thing," said Hermione and sighed, suddenly feeling tired from all of the thinking.

"There's worse than that?"

"I lap-danced for Remus," Harry started to cough on his own breath. "I didn't know it was him, because you've seen how dark those rooms are, and I just pounced myself on him, I was this close, to ask him to lean forward so I could see his face and he asked me to remove my mask. He paid me a lot, and I had to remove it. And then he pushed me away." At Harry's incredulous face, she added, "He said that he had never pushed away women, I just caught him by surprise. But…" she trailed off, as she remembered the feeling of his body pressed to hers, feeling him between her thighs, with a sigh she threw her head back, to the back of the couch and closed her eyes, "he was so excited. I was ready to take him right there and then, because like my friends tell me, I need to get laid. And Harry, he is old. He'd knew what to do with me, even though at first I didn't know who he was, even if I found out about it later, when everything was finished…I wouldn't feel any kind of regret; none at all. But now that I know it's him, it's a bit…I don't know, embarrassing?" asked Hermione and turned to look at Harry, finding him looking at her with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Can I ask you a question?" asked Harry, cocking his head to the side.

"Shoot," said Hermione and got a bit comfortable on the couch, tucking her feet under her bum and bodily facing Harry.

"Why do you give a shit?"

"Excuse me?" that question threw Hermione off guard.

"I asked; why you give a shit?" repeated Harry and waited for Hermione to answer. Silence. Harry sighed and said. "I mean, you have never made a fuss over the whole 'getting it off' thing. I know you don't shag anymore. But you give a blow or hand-job if a man wants to. Now you are rumbling on and on about how it would've been embarrassing to have a go on Remus. I mean alright, it would be awkward after that, but why do you think so much about it?"

"I…really don't know," and she didn't know why she was thinking about this whole Remus issue. "Is it possible that I still have something for him, Harry?"

"I don't know Herms, I mean, you were really serious about him in our 5th year," said Harry then smiled at the particular memory. "Remember the Valentine's Day? You were seriously considering sending him a card, confessing your feelings to him."

"Yeah," Hermione smiled at the memory and scooted closer to Harry, he in his turn, stretched his legs, and Hermione lay on his side, he wrapped an arm around her, and they cuddled together. Hermione liked being with Harry, he was so easy going, he would take anything you'd tell him calmly. Even if Hermione told him she had sex with Remus he would pat her shoulder and congratulate her. He was a good man. "I'm happy for you Harry," she said unexpectedly and pulled back a bit and looked at his face. "I'm so glad you could find someone that made you this happy. And I'm thankful for that day when you approached him. I'm really glad you are with Draco now, because I don't know what would happen to you if you had ended up with Ginny. She's cool, don't get me wrong, but she doesn't have the same calmness like Draco." Her eyes brimmed with tears and she whimpered, burying her face on his chest.

Harry held her close to him and murmured. "Oh, Hermione, why are you torturing yourself, I know you do, even though you don't talk about it anymore, I know you are blaming yourself for that whole mess."

"But it is my fault, Harry. It is," she pulled back slightly and looked at Harry her eyes bright with tears. "If I didn't fall for him, I'd still be…still be able…" and she broke down into sobs, her whole frame shaking violently from it.

Few minutes later, Draco came and found them like this, Hermione sobbing into Harry's chest, and Harry clutching her closer to him, rubbing her back lovingly. His and Harry's eyes connected for a brief second and Draco, understandingly, walked closer to both of them and sat beside Hermione, taking her into his arms. She whimpered slightly and broke into a new heap of crying. Draco never liked to hear a woman's cry, especially the ones that he cared or respected. He never loved any woman in his life, even his mother; he only loved Harry, and nobody else. With his right hand he reached out and clutched onto Harry's hand, and pulled him closer to them. Eventually Hermione's sobs subsided, and she was only hiccupping when she pulled back slightly.

She sniffled and chuckled a bit and looked at the both of them apologetically when Harry gave her a tissue. "I'm sorry," she said and cleared her fallen tears, looking at them both. "I can't even tell you how happy I'm for the both of you. Really."

"Hermione," started Harry and squeezed her hand. Draco pecked on her cheek and wiped away a fallen and missed tear from her face.

"No, Harry. It's really fine. I'm happy, not completely whole, but I'm somewhat whole. I don't think that someday I'll have someone that will fill that empty space in my heart." As she said this, a green eyed and smiley Remus flitted through her mind, she just lightly shook her head and stood up from between them. "I should probably go, my lunch time is over, and I have to go back to work." She paused when she reached to the door. "I'm performing tonight, if you'd want to come, feel free." She smiled slightly they just grinned at her and she walked out of their apartment.

As the door closed Harry sighed and snuggled closer to Draco, wrapping his arms around his husband. "I hate to see her like this," murmured Draco to Harry. Harry gave a small nod, but didn't comment. "I just…I know that we were never that close, and I used to…hate her, but it kills me what he did to her. I wish I could get my hands on that bastard," Draco said vehemently, Harry tightened his hold on him, kissing his neck lovingly, trying to calm him down.

"Calm down Draco, he got what he deserved. He is dead now, and he can't hurt Hermione anymore."

"Damn right he won't," mumbled Draco and planted a kiss on Harry's forehead. After a moment he smiled and squeezed Harry to him, "We are going out tonight?"

"Yes we are," said Harry and kissed his cheek.

"And we are going to watch Hermione performing. I love watching her; she has some fire in her that nobody else has."

Harry smiled up at Draco and kissed his lips lovingly, and Draco couldn't let the opportunity pass as he plunged his tongue into his husband's mouth; earning a moan from him. They pulled back from their kiss and looked at each other lovingly. "I'm so glad you talked to me after the battle," murmured Draco and smiled lovingly at Harry, which in turn blushed a bit and stole a kiss from his lips. "Let's go and have a shower."

As Draco stood Harry stayed where he was looking a bit worried. "Harry?"

"I'm worried about Hermione," said Harry. Draco swallowed and sat back down and took Harry's hand in his. "She seems tough, but she isn't. She can be easily broken. Did you see her state right now? We were only talking and then she said that she is happy for us, happy for me, for having courage to walk to you and tell you how I felt, but the way she said and then cried. It broke my heart," he swallowed hard and talked again, "Do you know why she came here?" when Draco shook his head, Harry continued. "Because, Remus and Sirius found her."

"How?" Draco asked shocked.

"I don't know how, but she gave Remus a lap-dance. Can you believe it? She was mortified and embarrassed, and then she told me that she could've had sex with him and she would never regret it. I mean why would she say something like that? She had a crush on him, when she was only 15, but I thought it was a mild teenager thing, but the way she said those things, I think that there's something more to it."

"Harry," interrupted Draco, "You are over thinking things, honey."

"I'm not, I-"

But Draco cut him-off. "Stop it, Harry. I know you wish her the best, but leave it already." Harry slumped back to the couch and rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"I just want her to find someone already."

"I know you do, but you have to let her decide what she wants. You can't force her do things, and trust me when I say; if something bad happens to her she won't thank you."

After a moment, Harry sighed and said, "Ok, I won't butt in anymore, but I swear if that girl won't find someone soon I'll…do something about it."

Draco only smirked and stood up once again and hauled Harry up from his seat, and dragged him into the shower, slamming the door after them.

"Here's your coffee, sir."

"Thanks."

Hermione looked around herself and spotted a dirty table on the right side of the café and she walked towards it, to clean it up. When she cleared it all, Kate walked towards her a bit breathless from all the cups that she was carrying.

"Hey Herms, can you go to that customer? I'm a bit busy."

"Yeah, sure," she said. "Need a hand?"

"Nah, I'm fine," replied Kate and winked at her, strutting away. Hermione took out her notebook, and while checking it she walked towards the new customer, who was just sitting to himself looking out of the window.

"Good afternoon sir, ready to order?"

"You," he said simply and Hermione wrenched her eyes from her notebook and felt a smile tug on her lips.

"Remus," she said.

"Hermione," he mockingly replied.

"Oh shut it," she said and playfully punched his arm, Remus chuckled deep down in his throat, as Hermione flexed her fingers. He had a really strong body, as she presumed. "Are you following me or something?"

"No, I'm not a stalker, you know?" he replied her, amusement shining in his green eyes. "I just wanted to have some lunch, and then I have to be somewhere." Hermione only nodded and then waited for him order. He looked up at her in a blank expression and Hermione quirked up an eyebrow. "Oh, right, sorry." He smiled sheepishly at her and then scanned the menu one more time, snapped it shut and gave it to her, "I'll have a club sandwich and a coke, please."

"It'll be ready in a minute, sir," Hermione said mockingly and walked away.

Kate was at the bar giving orders, and then turned around when Hermione joined her. As she was giving her order, she had a small smile on her face; Kate eyed her suspiciously and then said. "Ok, spill."

"What?" asked Hermione in a bit louder voice.

"You have a smile on your face, and I know something has happened. Tell me."

"It's nothing, really. It's just Remus is here." Kate only squealed and bounced on her feet excitedly, clapping her hands together. Hermione looked at her weirdly, and continued. "Yeah, it's only Remus, that's it."

"But it's great, ask him to come and watch you perform. You'll be great, and he'll want shag after that, and you can give it to him!"

"Are you out of your mind? What is wrong with my friends? Is there anything that I must know about?" at this moment, Hermione's order was in front of her and she pulled them on the tray and waited for Kate to talk, but the latter only smirked and shook her head, Hermione sighed and walked towards Remus.

She slammed the plate and his coke in front of him and started to walk away from him, but he grabbed her hand and hauled her back to him. "Is anything wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with a bit of worry.

"No, it's nothing," she said and snatched her hand away from his, as if burned.

Remus frowned and then just nodded. "Ok." But something caught his eyes and he grabbed Hermione's wrist and looked at it.

"What's this?" asked Remus as he saw Hermione's wrists for the first time.

"It's nothing," she said her voice a mere whisper.

"What happened to you Hermione?" asked Remus as he looked at Hermione's wrists once again; they were all covered in scars. "Did you cut yourself or something?"

"I said," bit out Hermione, through gritted teeth, and wrenched her hand away from his, "it's nothing."

Hermione walked towards the bathroom, breathing heavily, but not before slamming the tray she was holding on the bar, receiving weird looks from the customers.

She shut the bathroom door after her sitting on the toilet seat she sighed and leaned her forehead on her knees. She knew that her friends were right, she needed to get laid, and soon, but she wasn't ready for it. She wasn't ready to get a new man into her life, into her heart, into her. Remus' face flitted through her mind, for the second time that day, and quickly blinked, trying to clear her mind. She needed to think about it all, and maybe she'd think about what her friends were advising her to do.
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