Remus's POV

"Im, I don't think you're allowed to just sign yourself out like this." I sigh disapprovingly as she leans over the desk, scribbling away on a slip of paper.

The last thing I want is for her to tire herself out and have to return in a couple of days, therefore missing more school and making more people worried about her, especially as I know it'll be my fault.

Pshhh, I'm fine, seriously. She blushes, not used to the affection I'm showing her. Don't worry.

"I can't not worry." I mumble to myself as we walk out of St. Mungos and into the muggle world. "Where are we actually going?"

She unzips a backpack and grabs my wand, dropping it in there along with her own. She pulls out a notebook and thick black pen, smiling as she begins to write.

I've never noticed it before, how her cheeks dip in ever so slightly when she smiles, almost like they're trying so hard to be dimples but failing. A lock of hair falls in front of her eye and she blows it away in irritation, not braking her gaze away from the page. She twists her head slightly and the cold sun just catches on her face, making her freckles stand out and her hair look like a blonder version of her siblings.

We're going to explore, to be tourists in our own country, to have fun and be free of hospitals, school and people that we know.

I laugh at her excited demeanour and she grabs my hand, pulling me down the road as quickly as her legs can carry her.

Everything I see is clouded over with a bright sense of happiness. I can't tear my eyes away from her and the beautiful, glowing aura that surrounds her. In this moment, I realise that this is what life with Imogen will be like, and after not being with her for a week, I don't want to relive that, I want to stay in this moment forever.

She squeezes her way through the crowd of tourists standing around Trafalgar Square and somehow sends me tumbling into a girl who steps out right in front of me. I catch the random girls elbow before she falls and her bushy brown hair flies all over the place.

"Oops, sorry." I mumble as I hurry to catch up with Immy.

"That's fine!" The girl shouts back, rejoining her boyfriend who's brown eyes pierce into me.

Immy stops, checks that I'm keeping up and then waves at the couple who's eyes follow me. The bushy haired girl waves back but her boyfriends pulls her away.

Her hand snakes up to my temple and she tries to act casual, as if she's just pushing my hair out of my forehead.

"She seems nice, I can feel it."

I laugh. "So you can sense people's intentions now?" I whisper.

"I was sharing a room with a seers relation, some of it must of rubbed off on me."

"Evidently."

She grins widely and grabs my hand again before walking like a madwoman towards the art gallery. Instead of looking at the paintings, she heads straight for the cafe. She scans her eyes down the menu and points out the ham and cheese toastie and rose lemonade.

"Good choice." I whisper in her ear, giving her hand a tight squeeze.

She squeezes my hand back and so I lift it up to my mouth and place a light kiss on her knuckles.

She blushes and opens her mouth in shock, quickly turning away and heading towards the cash register. I can't help but smile down at her as I place both of our orders. She wanders off to find us a table and I follow after her, carrying everything we ordered.

Let's get a few things straight first. She writes, her expression turning from excited to slightly serious.

"Ok, shoot."

I'm not about to fall into your arms, saying that I love you because love doesn't work like that. You can't love someone after knowing them for a day, no matter how many stories claim that you can, and although I've known you for years, it feels like suddenly I know absolutely nothing about you.

Im not about to spill my life story, and I don't expect you to do the same. I have very strong feelings for you, we just need to work through life and see where the feelings take us, because forcing it isn't going to work.

My heart aches a bit as she quickly writes down her feelings at shows them to me. I take a deep breath and lean back in my chair, taking a bite of my sandwich.

"Well, Imogen Prewett, I will wait for you. I don't care how long, but I will always be here, because I have very strong feelings for you to, and I'm not afraid to tell the world about them."

Her serious expression quickly drops and is exchanged for the embarrassed, rosy red cheeks that I've become so accustomed to by now.

"The real question is though, are you willing to let me wait for you?"

She tries to casually sip her lemonade and refuses to meet my gaze, instead finding the pattern on the tabletop more interesting.

Don't worry. She offers up a small smile as she twirls the bottle cap in her fingers. I am waiting for me too.

I laugh softly at her and her cheeks turn an even darker shade of red, if that is at all possible.

"Well then." I say, making sure that we've both finished eating before standing up. "If you don't mind, I'm going to try and speed up the 'waiting' process by making this day as incredible as you are, and although it will be difficult to achieve your level of incredibleness, I can try."

She laughs and lifts her hand up to my face, cupping my cheek in her hand and wiping away a crumb at the corner of my mouth.

"As you wish you cheesy idiot."

There's a sparkle in her eyes. A small gleam that reassures me that although we might not be there yet, we will be soon, and my very strong feelings aren't going to fade away.

I might just be in love with Imogen Prewett.

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Imogen's POV

The realisation hits me like a ton of bricks that somehow still manage to lift a giant weight off of my shoulders.

Holy guacamole.

I'm in love with Remus Lupin.

I just confessed the one thing I didn't think was possible, the one thing that I said wasn't going to happen today - though I am not about to fall into his arms.

It isn't eternal everlasting I will die for you love (not yet) but there's a sense of love that I have never felt before.

Love.

Shit.

-----the end-----

Well then, that's the end I suppose.

OR NOT!

This is officially the end of the story but I will be continuing one shots and little snippets from their lives further on which don't have a lot to do with the story whenever I have an idea. So this book is finished plot wise, but not emotionally wise, I am not ready to let it go.

I love you all, especially those who have been there from the very start, I know who you are and I love you.

So, stay superbly sassy and sexy my gorgeous friends ~ Molly xxx

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