Forever Yours

Chapter 4 Humiliation

The next thing you remembered was vomiting. Repeatedly. Thankfully, it was into a toilet. Someone was holding your hair back away from your mouth. After throwing up the contents of your stomach one more time you looked up to see who it was.

It was Remus. Why did he have to see me like this? He'll never like me now!

Or would he? "Here, drink this." Remus calmly handed you a glass of water, as if you had not just done something revolting.

Silently, you obeyed; too mortified to say anything.

"You'd better eat this too," added Remus, placing a roll of bread in front of you with his left hand. His right hand, which had been holding your hair, was now running slowly through your hair, yet it appeared that Remus was unaware that he was doing this.

You gazed at the bread curiously.

Remus explained, "Alcohol dehydrates the body, hence the water, and bread helps to absorb the alcohol. Trust me, I've had to sober up Sirius and James countless times. It helps."

With a small shrug you finished the water and the roll. Feeling slightly better, you spoke at last: "Thanks for doing all this for me. Could you do me another favour; tell me what happened?"

"Of course," he responded courteously. "I was looking for you when Sharon or Susan or Something starting telling me that James, Lily, Sirius, and I should go to the-the pep rally I think she called it. Anyway, by the time I got away from her and found you I knew you must be drunk."

"How could you tell?" you inquired, dreading the answer.

"Well..." Remus hesitated. "You were on a table dancing rather, er, suggestively and that didn't seem like something you would normally do, so I figured that you were drunk and that it would be a bad idea for you to be dancing like that in front of a bunch of teenage guys. I had to lead you out of the room since you couldn't walk straight. I brought you here because I thought you might have to puke and I was right. Are you okay?"

Smiling at his genuine concern, you honestly replied, "I have a headache, but I'm much better than I was." You leaned back so that your head was cupped in Remus' hand that had been absently stroking your locks.

That's when Remus noticed what he had been doing. Carefully, he took his hand away and put it on his lap. As he did this you could have sworn that you saw a faint blush on his cheeks. "I'll drive you home," he offered after a moment of awkward silence.

"You don't have to."

"Well, you're in no condition to get behind the wheel," pointed out Remus lightly.

He's sweet and responsible, you noted. "Gabby and me walked here."

Remus stared at the floor. "You'll have to walk home without her."

"Why? Did something happen to her?" you asked, instantly worried.

"She left with Sirius ages ago," informed Remus with a touch of disapproval in his voice. "I don't need to tell you what they're probably up to, do I?"

"No. Sirius seems to be the type with a lot of experience, but Gabby is too, so it doesn't matter much." Quickly, you covered your mouth. How could you have let that slip? Gabby had requested that you not tell anyone that she had sex with most of her boyfriends because she didn't want to be thought of as a whore. You did not think she was slutty since she never had any one-night stands, however, as her best mate, you agreed to keep her secret safe. You had (accidentally) broken your promise!

Remus took your hands away from your mouth and assured, "I had a feeling Gabrielle had been around the block a couple of times, so don't worry; you haven't told me anything I didn't already know." He stood up and, still holding your hands, pulled you to your feet. The two of you were nearly the same height, thus his entrancing amber eyes were level with yours. You were so captivated by his eyes that you missed the next thing he said.

"What?" you queried.

"I was just saying that it's past midnight, and unless you're going to stay with me, James, Lily, and Bree to clean up you should head home."

"Past midnight?!" you exclaimed. You ran out of the loo, grabbed your jacket off of a chair, and dashed out into the street. You'd broken curfew by over an hour! What would your parents say?