the_debt_of_time

body quaked above her. Her face flushed with heat when she realised how well her siren
call had worked for the wolf, and she reached a hand out to touch his cheek.
"Remus. Remus, I love you."
His eyes connected with hers and, slowly, they shifted back to green. He very nearly
collapsed on top of her. "I'm sorry. It's... I can't seem to control myself."
"It's okay," she said, smiling as she ran her hands gently through his hair. "If it
makes you feel any better, I have a hard time controlling myself around you, too."
"It does in fact, not make me feel better," he answered with a sharp laugh as he leant
his forehead against her shoulder to steady himself. He pulled away from her and looked
down, his brows furrowed together. "I really am sorry. I don't mean to go so... fast."
She giggled incredulously, fingers clinging tightly to his shirt to prevent him from
creating more distance between them. "Remus, we've been dating for almost a year, and
our first kiss was only two months ago. I think you've got pacing down fairly well. If
anything, I should have cause to complain about your lack of affections until recently. I've
been a very patient witch, you know." Her eyes softened when she saw him smile in return,
before bringing his lips to her cheek.
"I just don't want to hurt you. It's foolish of me to not be in complete control."
"'First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity,'" Mia quoted with a smile
that deepened when Remus looked down at her and brushed the hair from her eyes.
"Shaw?" he asked with a raised brow, playing their game. "He was a Muggle."
"Yes." She grinned and leant up to kiss him. "A very, very smart Muggle."
"So are we foolish or curious then?" Remus asked her as he fell to the side, leaning
his head against a propped arm while lacing his free fingers together with hers.
The setting sun behind them cast a glow over their bodies, and Mia smiled at the
way their skin shimmered softly, reflecting the various shades of reds and golds in the
evening sky.
"We're foolish to think that our curiosities are dangerous. At least one of us is." She
poked his nose, and he narrowed his eyes in response. "'Love will find a way through paths
where wolves fear to prey.'"
"Quoting Lord Byron to me? Now you're not even trying," Remus said with a raised
brow, scoffing as he sat up. Mia reached for his collar to tug him back down, and he