A Love Story
CHAPTER SIX
Michelle felt so strange. From far away, she thought she heard a man�s voice calling her name. It wasn�t until she heard her son calling for her though, that she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a gorgeous pair of blue eyes, full of concern.
�Are you alright?� asked Remus softly.
�I�I�I think so,� replied Michelle. �What happened?�
�Well, you fainted right after James and I,� said Remus, but he was unable to continue because Michelle suddenly sat up.
�James!� She exclaimed. �Where is he?�
�He�s fine, he�s right here. James, come here and show your mom that you�re ok,� said Remus.
James stepped up to the couch and leaned over and said simply, �Hi mommy!� Michelle began to sob uncontrollably and Remus motioned for James to go sit down at the kitchen table.
�It�s alright, it�s alright,� said Remus. �He�s ok now.�
�He�s all I have left, my God, what if something had happened to him?� sobbed Michelle.
Remus, who had not completely let go of Michelle during this entire time, pulled Michelle close to him and whispered reassurances in her ear. However, Michelle only seemed to sob harder at that, and Remus found himself sitting on the couch next to her, running his fingers through her hair and lightly caressing her cheek with his free hand. Gradually, Michelle began to calm down, but Remus couldn�t bring himself to let go. The hand that was so casually running through her hair had stopped, and was resting on the back of her neck.
Michelle slowly sat up, and as she came face to face with Remus, she felt it. What she always called �the flash�. The flash was something that happened to her, always at unexpected times, and usually during an emotional moment. It was exactly what happened when she �saw� for someone, but without the effort. The rules of remaining still and quiet did not apply during those times, nor did the unsuspecting individual feel any burning sensation.
As she gazed into Remus� eyes, she heard his inner voice saying, �My God, she�s so beautiful. How can a woman be so damn beautiful? Even now, when she�s looking at me and I know I should be taking my hands away, I just can�t bring myself to do it. Those lips, so full and begging to be kissed�stop it, Remus, just stop it. She�d never touch you, she�d never want to, she�s�� Michelle looked away at the same time as she sat up a little straighter, and Remus reluctantly let go. They looked up at each other, and both gave in to little nervous laughs.
Michelle looked over the back of the couch, and saw James sitting there at the table, and said, �Well, I guess we should have lunch then, eh?�
�Are you sure you feel up to it?� replied Remus. �Maybe you should sit here awhile longer.�
�Oh, no,� said Michelle. �After something like that, food is exactly what I do need.�
They made their way to the table, and began to eat. The main point of conversation was James� sudden interest in tree climbing. As it turns out, James had been riding his broom and wishing that he could go higher on it (children�s brooms never go higher than the height of their waist) when he suddenly, and magically found himself in the branches of the offending tree. It upset Michelle a lot, but as she pointed out to herself, just like the living room fire incident, there was nothing she could do about it. Things like this just assured her that magical blood did indeed flow through her son�s veins, and that one day, he would become a wizard; hopefully, a great one.
After lunch, the three of them took a leisurely walk outside through the woods, James exclaiming over the nifflers they came upon in a clearing. Later, after returning from their walk, Remus volunteered to keep an eye on James whist Michelle worked in her shop for awhile, brewing potions and going through ones already on the shelf, to see which needed be to thrown out and which could stay. In truth, though, Remus was glad to do it. He couldn�t bring himself to leave.
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