Mischief is Never Managed: Books, Pranks, and Chocolate
Summary: Series of oneshots centered around Remus "Moony" Lupin and Hermione "Moonstar" Granger. RLHG
Disclaimer: Harry Potter isn't my creation
Warning: AU/AR, OOC, language
PLEASE READ BEFORE STORY
For those of you who've read my SBHG series The Misadventures of Padfoot and Moonstar, you already know the drill and can skip this and get on with the story. For those that haven't, though, here's a few key things to know:
1. Hermione is a Marauder. She isn't from the future, she's actually born in that time period. However, not all of these oneshots will take place in the 70's. This story is COMPLETELY AU to the books. Sometimes it might correspond with something that happened, sometimes not. Sometimes Voldemort will be defeated and in a few he might even be ruler of the world.
2. These stories aren't related. Occasionally they might be, and if that's the case, then I'll tell you ahead of time what chapter it goes along with, and if it's a sort of sequel, companion piece, or prequel. The chapters might be long, but sometimes they'll be short. It just depends on how I see the chapter turning out.
3. I take requests. That is to say, if you want me to write something, just put it in your review or PM me. Of course, you'll be credited. There's no limit to how many requests you can make at one time or even over a period of time. I don't care. I made it to 111 chapters in The Misadventures, and I'm eager to see if this series surpasses it (it just might since I prefer this pairing over SBHG).
THE TITLE OF THIS FIC IS CREDITED TO MACKENZIEBLUEEYES!
THANKS FOR READING!
I Love You Anyway
Summary: In which Hermione tells Remus his werewolfism doesn't matter
Hermione stared at the sandy-haired teen. His head stayed lowered, eyes fixed firmly on the ground as he awaited her response. She didn't like it. Remus was acting like she was his executioner, and he was just waiting for her to pull the rope and let the blade fall on his head.
Sitting next to him on the sofa in the common room, she placed her hand under his chin and turned him to face her. The others left already, proclaiming they were hungry and needed serious sustenance. Remus had been shocked and ecstatic to know they didn't care, but he felt Hermione only went along with what they said for the time being. Alone, he feared she would say how she truly felt, and then he would be rejected by the first woman he ever truly loved – besides his mother, but that wasn't the same kind of love.
"Remus," Hermione said softly.
The werewolf flinched at the tone, gentle and caring. He wished she would just insult and spit at him, anything that wouldn't give him false hope before she crushed his heart.
Admittedly, Hermione wasn't the type to crush someone, but he wasn't exactly human. Many people that acted kind and caring hated his kind, his species. He learned that earlier on in his life, and Remus didn't care to relearn the lesson because he thought he finally found someone to share his life with, and now she knew the truth about him.
"Remus!" Hermione said again, firmer, louder. His eyes locked with hers this time, and he didn't look away as she gazed into his blue orbs. A smile tugged across her plump lips as she looked directly at her boyfriend. "I don't care."
"W-what?" Remus rasped. Shock showed plainly on his face. He tried to wrap his mind around what Hermione just said, idly wondering if they were talking about the fact he was a werewolf – a monster – or something else.
Hermione sighed and looked at her feet, a light blush spreading across her cheeks. Dear Merlin, she was only thirteen! She never expected to announce her undying love to someone so early in life, but from the moment she met him, Hermione loved Remus J. Lupin. She knew that would never change.
"I love you anyway," she said softly, so soft he almost didn't hear. Remus jerked and looked at her in shock, barely believing his own ears. His voice grew soft as he stared at her, fighting against the smile that wanted to spread across his face.
Hermione looked him in the eye this time, determined to make him believe her before the day was over. She leaned forward and gently pressed her lips to his, their first kiss since they started dating at the end of last year. Pulling away, she smiled sweetly at him.
"I love you anyway."
And Remus believed.