He smiled as she read the note he had written on the inside of the wrapper.
Thank you for your kindness.
A blush spread across her cheeks, and she looked up at him as Harry and Ron
disappeared through the door behind her. She offered Remus a bright smile before darting
out of the classroom.
He had wanted to convey his appreciation for her concern, and maybe even let her
know that he was aware that she knew his secret and appreciated that she had not gone
running to Professor Dumbledore, demanding what he was thinking hiring a monster to
teach at the school. He wanted her to know that he was grateful for her.
However, Remus took notice of the blush on her cheeks as she sped from the room
as though Fiendfyre was licking at her heels. He raised a confused eyebrow before his
heightened hearing caught the exact way her heart rate accelerated, and his eyes widened
slightly.
Oh no, he thought. This is unfortunate.
"Take the memories," Remus said once the Dumbledore's door had shut behind
him. "Get them out of my head."
"Good afternoon, Remus." Dumbledore smiled, ignoring the strange outburst. "To
what do I owe the pleasure of your company? Lemon drop?"
"No!" Remus snapped angrily. After a moment of silence, he reconsidered and
reached his hand into the small bowl of sweets, withdrawing several pieces. "I'm taking you
up on your offer to remove my memories."
"Has something happened?" Dumbledore asked. "You look a bit distressed."
"She... Hermione.. ." Remus grimaced. "The girl has a crush on me."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled in amusement. "I see."
Remus glared at him. "This isn't funny."
Dumbledore actually had the nerve to smile, which told Remus that the headmaster
found it at least slightly amusing.
"I'll take out some of my memories.. ." Remus informed him, "and I need you to
keep them safe for me. They're... specific and precious, and I'd appreciate it very much