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Oh, Mushroom! by WentToManderleyAgain
Chapter 17 : Chapter 17: Roses
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I rubbed my eyes sleepily and started to get under the duvet of my bed when something sharp hit my leg.

I pulled my leg back onto the ground and peered under it. I stuck my hand towards the place that pricked me. Something poked my finger and I grasped hold of it and pulled it out.


Was that . . . A rose? What in the world is a rose doing in my bed? I examined it carefully. It was a sunset-y orange-red. I was in awe at how beautiful it looked.

I tried to keep the giddy smile off my face. I carefully set the rose on my night table and laid on my bed, staring it.

"Who is that from?" Ashley asked, looking at me from her bed as she ran a brush through her hair.

"I think it's from Remus," I said, still admiring the rose.

"It's beautiful."

I gave up on trying not to be giddy.

"If I did something extremely immature right now, would you judge me?" I asked carefully, glancing over at her.

"It depends on what it is. I might even join it."

I grinned.

"Good," I replied, and stood upright on my bed. "Because this is extremely immature." I tossed a bit of hair off my shoulder.

"What are you going to do?" she asked, eyeing me.

I giggled, and started jumping up and down. A large grin was taking over my face and my hair was bouncing around me.

Ashley looked around the room. When she realized the coast was clear, she got up and stood on my bed, jumping along with me.

"Ten little monkeys, jumping on a bed," I sang jokingly.

Ashley laughed.

"We are so immature."

I shrugged.

"A bit, but it's quite fun, isn't it?"

"What are you two doing?" came a voice from the doorway. Startled, Ashley and I slipped a little and fell off the bed, onto the ground.

I started laughing hard, Ashley joining in.

"How come I wasn't invited?" Katie asked, clearly amused.


I bit the tip of my quill slightly. I peeked out of the corner of my eyes at Remus. Realizing what I was doing, I blushed and looked back at my parchment. It had been a week since I told Remus that I needed time. Let us just say that I still have confrontation issues. Thus, Sirius has been bothering me every day to get me to talk to him. I just couldn't pluck up the courage. What I would give to be a Gryffindor right now. Sirius had not bothered me yet today, so he should be due any minute now.

"Hey, Lizzie." And there he is.

"Hello, Sirius," I said dully.

"You haven't talked to Remus yet."

I shook my head.

"No, I haven't."

"Go talk to him."

"Now?" I asked, attempting to raise only one eyebrow. I could tell I failed by how amused Sirius looked, so I settled with just raising both eyebrows.

"Yes, now. You see, we're in the library," Sirius said, looking a little excited.

"You're very observant."

He rolled his eyes.

"Remus is very receptive in the library. Not that he would say no to you anywhere else."

"Not right now," I replied, turning back to my essay.

"Go talk to him."


"Go talk to him."


"Go talk to him."

"No," I said, glancing up at him.

"Go talk to him."


"Go talk to him."

"I said not right now!" I growled, meeting his eyes.

Sirius gave me a puppy dog face. Mushroom, he's good at that. I could feel myself weakening.

"Please go talk to him, Lizzie Bizzie?"

I glared at him. I couldn't take it anymore.

I snapped my book close, stuffed everything in my bag, and stood up.

"Fine," I spat at him. I stalked over to Remus' table, grabbed his collar, pulled him off his chair, and gave him one big, long kiss. "There. Happy?" I muttered, pulling away. With my head held high, I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked out of the library.


"I'm an idiot!" I groaned, hitting my head with my potions books.

"I'm so proud of you!" Ashley giggled.

I turned my head to glare at her.


"You took the initiative and just kissed Remus! I thought this day would never happen!" Ashley explained.

"Thanks for having so much faith in me," I said sarcastically.

"You're welcome," she said cheerfully.

With a sigh, I got off my bed and stretched.

"I'm going down to the common room. Want to come?"

She shook her head.

"I've got that killer transfiguration essay to finish," Ashley said, pulling her book bag toward her from under her bed.

"Alright. Bye!" I gave her a wave and ran down the stairs, only to run into someone. This happens way too often. "Oops! Awfully sorry."

"About what?" a gruff voice said.

I looked upwards.

"Hi, Michael," I said awkwardly.

"Hello Elizabeth."

"What's up?" I asked, tucking a black curl behind my ear.

"We ought to talk." He replied, taking my hand and tugging me toward the exit.

"A-alright," I stuttered, pulling my hand back and just followed him.

"So, I've heard something," he announced once we were in the empty corridor.

"W-what did you hear?" I asked, feeling extremely nervous for some reason.

"Remus Lupin, huh?"

I blushed brightly.

"What does that have to do with you?" I questioned, averting my eyes.

"Were you cheating on me?" he said, going straight to the point.

I shook my head fervently.


"So you never kissed him while you were with me?"

I looked down guiltily.

"Well, not exactly . . ." I trailed off.


"New Years."

"Any other times?"


"I feel a little disappointed in you, Elizabeth," Michael said quietly.

My head shot up and I gave him a fierce glare.

"What, you're saying that you met Sarah, and broke up with me because you just liked her a little? Are you trying to say that you didn't kiss her?" I hissed, crossing my arms. I couldn't help but feel angry. Who was he to be disappointed in me when he probably kissed a girl more than once when we were together? "Tell me, Michael, did she know you had a girlfriend?"

Michael's face went a little red.

"No, she didn't know."

"That's what I thought. How many times did you kiss her? How many times did you kiss her while we were still together?"

"I don't see how that is relevant."

I shook my head.

"I can't listen to this. Just know, Michael, that you have no right to be disappointed in me. No right! Your opinion on this has no importance to me right now! You're being such a hypocrite!" I hissed and turned on my heel to stalk down the corridor. I huffed, uncrossing my arms after I knew I was longer in sight of Michael. I sat down, leaning against the wall.

A few minutes later, I was still sitting there, staring off into space when I felt someone sit down next to me.


I smiled wryly.

"You always seem to find me at the worst times."

Remus sat quietly.

"Why did you come up and kiss me?" he finally asked.

I buried my face in my hands and groaned.

"I blame it on a moment of stupidity. I'd blame it on a moment of insanity, but I seem to be having those way too often," I said, lifting my head back up.

"So you didn't want to kiss me?"

I shook my head.

"Not like that."

Remus smiled a little.

"Now don't go and get a big head, now." I giggled.

"Who? Me?" Remus laughed.

I brushed a little curl out of my face and peeked at him out of the corner of my eye.

"Want to go snog in a broom cupboard?" I offered, watching as his eyes popped out of his head.

"W-what?" he stuttered.

"Just kidding." I laughed at his shocked face. "Disappointed?" I said teasingly, standing up. I took his hand and pulled him up with me.

"A little." He chuckled, sending shivers down my spine. "We need to talk, Elizabeth."

"We should," I sighed, all of a sudden feeling fairly tired.

"Do you want to be together?" Remus asked, taking my hand and rubbing circles on it with his thumb.

My eyes flickered down at our hands then back at him.

Did I? Could I see myself with him? An image of us walking into transfiguration with his arm around my waist flickered into my mind and I could not disguise a grin.

"I guess I do," I replied.

Remus had a smile overtake his face.

"Good," he said, leaning down to kiss me. I responded eagerly, putting one hand on his chest and the other in his hair.

Remus pulled away for a second, trying to speak. I wouldn't let him, as I kept pulling him back. Finally, he took hold of my shoulders and pushed me back. I pouted jokingly.

"It's late. We should go back to our common rooms before Filch finds us," he whispered raggedly.

My eyebrows furrowed.

"Is it really that late? I must have been out here longer than I thought . . ." I trailed off with a sigh.

"Yeah. Goodbye, Elizabeth." Remus gave me a kiss on my forehead and walked away.

"Bye, Remus," I said, watching him walk away.

With a giddy smile on my face, I walked back to the common room.


"You will never guess what happened, Lily!" I giggled, straddling the bench at the Gryffindor table.

"Actually, I think I can," Lily replied, glancing at me. "You and Remus got together."

"How in the name of Merlin did you know that?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"Remus didn't exactly let it go unknown." Lily laughed.

I blushed.


"Don't worry, Elizabeth. It was purely of happiness."

I blushed harder.

"Thanks, Lily." I giggled. "Have you seen Remus this fine morning?"

"I think he said his mother was sick and he had to go visit her," she replied, her eyes flickering away from me.

I frowned.

"Oh. I wonder why he didn't say anything," I muttered, tapping my chin.

"I'm sure he probably didn't want to talk about it."

"I think I'm going to send him a letter, wishing his mother well." I announced, standing up. "Bye, Lil!" I gave her a two- fingered salute and skipped off to the Ravenclaw common room to compose a letter.


Dear Remus,

I heard that your mother was sick. I'm so sorry. I hope she feels better. I'm sure it's very helpful for her to have you with her.




"Here, Freya. This is for Remus Lupin, okay?" I petted my owl's feathers. "Be careful." I tied the letter to her leg.

I watched her as she flew off to Remus' house.

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