Forever Yours

Books

In English class Ms. J. announced, "Instead of writing a report you decorate a container of some sort with pictures and things representing the story. Inside the container you put a list of ten vocabulary words you compiled from the book and ten questions you created for it. You present your box and the five objects inside of it that significantly coincide with the story and explain them to your class. It's called 'Book in a Box' project. So, think about what book you'd like to do."

"This sounds fun," volunteered Remus cheerfully.

"A lot better than a regular book report," you agreed. "What are you going to do it on?"

Remus looked thoughtful. "I might do a book in verse since I love poetry, or The Hobbit."

"The Hobbit is a classic," you commented approvingly, having read it yourself. "I think I'll do my box on Blood and Chocolate." When Remus blanched at the title you laughed. "Don't worry, it isn't a recipe. It's about a girl in a werewolf pack that falls for a human." Now, your boyfriend looked like he might faint. Some people grew nauseous at the mere mention of blood, and others were allergic to chocolate. Could Remus be either one of those? "I'm sorry. Are blood and chocolate your weaknesses or something?"

He took a deep breath and got himself back under control in a well-practised manner and answered, "You could say that."

The bell rang, eradicating the opportunity for further questions.

~

"Remus could do so much better than you," Marge Dursley sneered at you at the end of the school day.

You glared. "Piss off."

"The only reason you're getting angry is that you know I'm right," she taunted.

Is she right? I know a lot of other girls fancy Remus...No, he couldn't find somebody better than me because no one could feel as strongly about him as I do. "Yes, I am angry, but I'll be happy if you go shave off your mustache," you retorted.

Marge's hideous face gained a bright puce hue.

"Fantasy!" summoned Gabrielle.

You ran to catch up with your friend before Marge exploded. After all, you were going to see your boyfriend, so the last thing you needed was to have pieces of an ugly, ornery girl on you as a result of an explosion.

"Yeah, Gabby?"

"Wanna walk to the Marauders' cottage with me, Sirius, and Remus? James and Lily aren't coming 'cause they're out food shopping."

"Sure, if they won't mind."

"Of course we don't mind," stated Remus pleasantly, arriving with Sirius.

"I mind," declared Sirius as you all commenced walking. "I mind that James is food shopping. Food shopping! What's Lily gonna have him do next, arrange flowers?"

"Well, it isn't my favourite hobby, but I do find arranging flowers relaxing," Remus remarked.

Sirius said, "Ad that, my dear Mr. Moony, is why I love you."

"Because I arrange flowers?"

"Because you admit you arrange flowers," Sirius corrected.

Gabby asked Sirius, "You love Remus?"

"Yep; he's my best friend. You love Fantasy, don't you?"

You gave Gabby a mock pleading expression.

She laughed. "Yes, I do. I've known her forever."

A sudden gust of wind prevented you from commenting since you had to gasp and drop the books you'd been carrying in order to hold your skirt down. Why did I wear a skirt today? you mentally groaned.

Remus picked up your books. "I'll carry these for you so you won't..."

"Flash people," completed Sirius. He had his arm very low around Gabby's waist to hold down one of the short mini-skirts that she typically donned on Mondays. She planned her ensembles a month in advance. You had yet to decide if that quality irked or impressed you.

"That's a crude way of putting it," admonished Remus, attempting to balance your books and his own at once. The reason Remus had not politely offered to carry your books in the first place was probably because he had so many.

"Sorry, Remus." Your hands stayed at your sides to keep a firm grip on your skirt as the breeze started up again.

"Don't be," instructed Remus. Even though he did not want you to feel guilty it did not prevent him from putting down all of the books with a grateful sigh once you reached the cottage.

"Well, you kids have fun," Sirius encouraged. "I know we will." Gabby giggled and followed Sirius into a basement you didn't remember being there before.

Seeing the apprehensive look on your face, Remus assured, "The basement's soundproof. If we're really loud they could hear us, but no matter what we won't hear them."

"That's good. I didn't think soundproof walls worked that way."

"Ours does. Anyway, I want to share something with you."