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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 8:

"Go on…" Remus murmured, and adjusted himself a bit; lying on top of Hermione, between her legs, his head resting lightly on her chest, between her breasts, his arms were snaking around her waist. Hermione froze for a minute, the cigarette in her mouth, taking a long drug from it, looking at the back of his bare back, she frowned, and then said.

"I met that…guy, and we started dating. Everything was perfect between us, really. We were like the perfect couple, for everyone's eyes that is. Even Harry and Draco thought we were perfect, had the perfect life, with the perfect sweet little home," she threw the finished cigarette in the trash bin and continued, "But we weren't Remy, we weren't perfect. We had problems, he had a problem. He had this strange thing like…" she looked away from his muscled and scarred back, to the small window of the bedroom, it was still night outside. "I don't know, he would get drunk, he would be…rough on those nights. I wanted to leave him, every fucking fucked up day I wanted, really. My brain wanted, but my fucking heart…oh no, she had to suffer. Why she never listens to me? I don't really know…." She sighed, Remus' hand started softly rubbing the side of her body; his hand warm and soft on her bare skin. "Anyways, things always changed after those nights, I'd go to Harry's place, he would take care of me, I don't know how he did it, he just...would give me tea and seconds later I'd be dead to the world. I think he used m…." she faltered, sighed and then continued. "Anyways, as I was saying, one night he was too rough with me, because the fucking asshole found out that I was pregnant-"

"Was?" asked Remus in a small voice, already knowing the answer.

"Yes 'was', because he never thought I'd get pregnant, he thought that I used some sort of protection. He then beat me, hard, in the stomach. I remember that day as clear as yesterday; he punched me repeatedly on the stomach, screaming himself hoarse at me. My stomach hurt, I was in pain, seconds later there was a flashing blind of light and everything went black, but I remember some yelling too. When I woke up…" she sniffed a bit and Remus pulled back slightly and looked at her, a concerned look on his scarred face, a small frown on his forehead, Hermione reached out a hand and ran a finger on the line there, "When I wake up…the doctors said that I had a miscarriage. My heart broke over the baby, even if he was a tiny bit of a dot in me, I still loved him. But I never got to know him, and he never had the chance in life to grow…"

"Oh Hermione," whispered Remus and cupped her cheek, rubbing his thumb on her cheek, wiping away the tear that slipped away from her bright eyes.

"He came to me, you know? He came to the hospital and he apologized, cried his eyes out and all that shit, and I blindly believed him. Oh but I got a hard slap on my face when I went back home. He was ready for me and I wasn't, I really and truly believed that he changed," her eyes drifted away for a second, then shook her head and locked eyes with Remus, "After that the doctor examined me and told me that the chances of me getting pregnant once again is 3 percent, and maybe I'd never become a mother, but who knows, I still want to, I still want to have a baby, even if I'll be raped once again. I always wanted to be a mother, I wonder, would I be a good mother to my kids?" she frowned slightly.

"I think you'd be a great mum, Hermione," Remus answered sincerely. Then he looked at her hand, and remembered something, "You cut your wrists, why?"

Hermione looked at the scarring on her wrist, and shrugged, "After everything that had happened to me, I wanted to die," she answered simply.

Remus frowned on her tone, but did not comment on it. He looked away as if thinking about something. "How come you became a dancer? I mean, it wasn't like you Hermione. I know you, or I've known you in the past, but this…I never thought you'd become a dancer."

"I haven't much of a choice, now, did I?" Hermione replied.

"What do you mean?" Remus frowned and looked at her, "Listen, whatever happened to you in your past, shouldn't affect you this greatly-"

"But it did, Remy, it did!" Hermione cut him-off quickly. "I was raped by my boyfriend, I lost the baby that I never got to know, and the fucker left me, he dumped me out of his flat and I had nowhere else to go. I couldn't go and live with Harry and Draco, you know how those two are, and they can't get enough of each other." Hermione took a deep calming breath and released it slowly, "I love my life now, though I still think that I made mistakes in my past life, and I'm still doing, but I love this life. The now and here that's all that matters to me, whatever will happen tomorrow, I don't really care."

"You don't care?" asked Remus in disbelief.

"No."

"You don't care that you'll, God forbid me, but die tomorrow? You don't care that you can get pregnant? You don't care what your death will do to Harry or Draco? Or Sirius? Or even ME!" he finally exclaimed, his voice rough with emotions. This wasn't Hermione he had once known.

"No, I don't care, and for the boys and my friends…" she frowned and looked away from Remus' searching face, trying it hard to look him in the face, "They'll…eventually...they'll forget about me."

"Don't you dare to say that?" Remus' voice reverberated from the small bedroom walls. He cupped her face roughly and forced her to look at him, though she closed her eyes, unable to see the raw emotion on his face. "Look at me," he growled at her, and she after a minute or two, forced her eyes to open and looked at his face, "Do you think that I didn't care about you? Are you really that stupid? Why would I try to find you if I didn't care about you?" with that, he leaned forward and kissed her on her lips, she moaned in reply and kissed him back.

She pulled back slightly and looked at him, "Don't tell me you want another go?" she could feel him against her inner thigh, and it excited her in a foreign way, that she had that effect on him. She'd think about those feelings later, but now, she had a matter at her hand that she needed to take care of.

"Well, I can't complain, I have a nude and stunningly beautiful woman in my small and battered bedroom, you can't complain about me, for getting…" he moved in a bit and licked her earlobe, she shivered lightly and hissed, when he whispered the last words, "…excited."

After that the night for the both parties was a bit of a blur of passion, and they never mentioned the small outburst of Remus.

When Hermione woke up the next morning, she felt so relaxed that she was ready to get some more sleep, but then her eyes flew open and she stared at the unfamiliar ceiling. She blinked for several times and looked to her right; the sun was bright and it cast a soft glow of sunlight in the bedroom from the window, but it was slightly cold. She brought the covers up her body and shivered lightly, she looked to her other side and frowned; the bed was empty. Memories flew to her head from last night and she smiled in pleasure. Now she knew that she was in Remus' bedroom. She stretched and looked at the nightstand which held a picture of three boys that she didn't see last night…after all, she was in the middle of something important. She scooted closer to it and saw that it was of Remus, Sirius and James. They looked so happy and carefree in the picture that Hermione felt sadness washing over her. They could still be like this if their fourth...friend did not betray them.

She sighed deeply and her stomach rumbled, quiet loudly, as she smelled a freshly made of bacon and eggs; Remus was making breakfast. She bit her lip and sat up in bed, looking around she spotted one of his white button up shirts. She walked up to it, and shrugged it on herself, while making the buttons, she started towards the bathroom. It was small, again, but she didn't care. She relieved herself, washed her face, there was no mirror here, and walked out of the bathroom down the narrow stairs.

The house was a built up only with woods. It had a comfy sort of a way to it, and she liked it. She scanned the living- room, noting that it was small, cozy and comfortable too, and walked down the hall towards the kitchen. When she opened the door what she saw made her blood boil with heat once again. Remus; only in his boxers standing his muscled, and slightly scarred back to her and making breakfast for them; he looked sexy as hell. Hermione licked her lips unconsciously when she remembered how she kissed his bared back yesterday at night and earning a needy moan from him. She took a deep breath and released it after a moment, and walked in finally, clearing her throat. Without turning back he lightly said, "You make yourself comfortable, the breakfast will be ready in a minute."

Hermione smiled crookedly and sat at his worn out chair, hooking her leg on the second chairs' stnad, and she opened her legs slightly apart. When he'd turnaround he would not only see her legs, he would also get a sneak peak of her, and she waited for his reaction.

When he turned, it was a bit funny, and Hermione bit her lip to hold back a smile. When he turned he almost spilled their teas down his front, and a look of shock was on his face. He stared at her, speechless, and with a blush and a slight clearing of his throat, put one of the cups in front of her and the other to the side of the table, closer to her; he turned back to his cooking. Hermione let a small smile grace her face, but she cleared it off her face when he turned again, with two plates full of eggs and bacon.

When he comfortably sat beside her, he leaned in a bit and kissed her forehead and murmured "Good morning."

And it was truly a 'good' morning. They sat together chatting merrily with each other, him talking about his time with the Marauders, her only listening and watching him. This morning he looked a bit healthier than usual. He had the glow on him that indicated that he had a nice night. She smiled softly at him when he started talking about his most fond memory. His eyes were bright with happiness, he got a small smile on his face and he looked so handsome that she couldn't take her eyes away from him. He would bit his lip when he was thinking and talking about his embarrassing times with his friends. How James one day, tried to seduce Lily Evans, and failed miserably when she just looked at him, with a slightly bored expression on her face and she walked away from him awkwardly. Sirius would tease him to no end after those days. Hermione laughed so hard that her sides hurt. It was good to laugh with ease.

"Oh Remy, you had a great time with your friends!" said Hermione excitedly.

"That I did," agreed Remus and looked at Hermione, his eyes shining brightly with happiness. Hermione couldn't take it anymore. She reached forward; hand snaking to the back of his neck, gripping his hair in her hand, pulling him closer to her, and crashing their lips together to a passionate kiss.

What followed that; left Remus staring at Hermione eyes wide with shock.

When they were kissing and their hands were starting to wander, there was a soft pop of apparition directly in the kitchen, and Hermione gave an alarmed cry falling out of the chair and going back on her bum, till her back was on the wall; her knees up to her chest, hands on her ear, rocking back and forth mumbling to herself, eyes screwed shut.

Remus was on his feet immediately, he kneeled in front of Hermione, trying to talk to her, when he tried to touch her, she flinched back and stiffened more, "Ok, Hermione, love. Calm down, it's only Sirius he just apparated here; don't...everything's fine...no one is going to hurt you."

"What's wrong?" came Sirius' voice from Remus' back, but Remus only shook his head, still looking at Hermione, anxiously. "What's wrong with her? Remus?"

"I don't know, ok?" exclaimed Remus, then he said in a softer tone , "She was perfectly normal, we were…talking, then you popped in and she went berserk. I don't know what to do."

"Hermione, love?" said Sirius and kneeled beside Remus, looking at Hermione, who was still rocking back and forth, not listening to them, muttering to herself. "Are you listening to me? It's only me, Sirius, and Remus is here too."

Finally, after a moment of more mutterings, she looked up, her face wet from sweat and tears, but her eyes, they were lifeless. "Remy?" she whispered hoarsely.

"I'm right here," replied Remus, and moved cautiously forward towards Hermione.

"Remy," she breathed, and relaxing a bit she hugged Remus close to her and started breathing heavily. Remus' arms immediately were wrapped around her body, holding her close to him. He looked at Sirius and saw the same expression, as he wore, mirroring his. Helplessness.
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