the_debt_of_time

"You shouldn't wait," Hermione blurted out. "You should... You should let Tonks take care
of you. And you her."
"I'll make you a deal, Hermione. I will think about taking care of Tonks, and even... letting
her take care of me―" He looked displeased with the idea. "—if you promise to take care of yourself," he
said and then added, "and Harry," as a quick afterthought.
"Those two things are often mutually exclusive," she said with a smirk, and Remus laughed.
"If anyone can figure out how to balance the two, it would be you, Hermione." He leant forward
and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against his chest in a hug.
Hermione breathed in the scent of him, her magic relaxing under his comforting touch. She smiled
curiously, wondering how a gesture so unfamiliar could feel like... home.