He quietly leaned against the wall and watched her as she stirred the tomato sauce. How anything so mundane could be so sexy, as long as she was the one doing it, would always confound him. He cleared his throat.

"Remus!" She squealed, running over to hug him.

"Mione" He said, smiling and enveloping her in a bear hug.

She stood on her tiptoes to kiss him, and when she did he opened his lips to hers and their tongues met. As their tongues danced together, Remus' hands went down her back and squeezed her firm arse.

Hermione lifted her left leg and wrapped it around his waist, pressing herself against the growing hardness in Remus' pants.

He picked her up and pushed her against the wall, kissing her, reaching for the snap on her pants, when she pushed his hand away.

"The Sauce!" she squeaked, and slipped away running for the stove, leaving Remus with a hunger in his eyes.

He walked to the living room and dropped onto the couch. "That witch…." He muttered, shaking his head, with a laugh.