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"Shut your mouth!" Ron demanded George as he threw a apple at him. Juliet, Ginny, Fred, and Hermione were laughing so hard their eyes swelled with tears. Ron looked red and angry while George put his hands up in surrender.
"I'm just saying!" he defended himself, standing from the chair to avoid being hit again, "Either way she would have been apart of the family, through you or me."
"Shut up, George!" Ron shouted at him, the pie flying across the room toward his brother. Molly walked into the room with a gaping mouth, the three shutting their mouths at the table quickly as the woman stared at her two sons. One who was red and the other covered in a hand made apple pie.
"Ronald Weasley!" she began shouting as the rest of the lot bolted out of the room, leaving Ron to get his scolding alone in the kitchen. Juliet laughed alongside Hermione, not being able to get her boyfriends angry and jealous face out of her head. Her eyes set on Remus who was sitting near the fire, Nate and Liv outback letting the baby see snow while Arthur tested his new muggle camera out.
"I'll come up in a little bit." Juliet said to the duo of girls with a grin as the pair nodded and hurried up the stairs, their feet echoing through the house. It reminded Juliet of someone at the door, for a moment she thought maybe, just maybe, someone had came.
"Having fun, are you?" Remus asked with a grin as Juliet sat down on the couch a few feet away from him, rubbing her gloved hands together.
"The most i've had all year." Juliet admitted with a sigh, a faint grin on her face, "Not with that wanker of a head master we have."
Remus rolled his eyes with a look of disgust across his face, "Real jerk, is she?"
"The worse." Juliet agreed, leaning on the arm rest some and pulling her gloves up better. Molly had made her the pair, a maroon color to match Ron's hat and sweater, "Wish I could just bite her head off."
Remus cracked a grin as Juliets eyes widened, "I didn't mean-"
He waved her off and laughed at her words, standing to sit across from her on the single chair, "Has she said anything? About you?"
"You mean has she made me feel worse about what I am then I already do? Completely." Juliet said, her eyes casted down for a moment before she looked at the fire, "Does it pass?"
"Does what pass?" he asked her with the slightest bit of confusion in his eye. Juliet eyed the marks on his face, how beautiful they were against his already handsome features.
"The guilty feeling." Juliet said as Remus blinked at her, "I know we're different-"
"But alike in many ways." he said to her with a eyebrows rise and a point of his finger, "I'd say so, for the most part, that is until you can't control it again."
"I can't control it at all." Juliet corrected him knowingly as a hard look of guilt danced away within her dark eyes, "I know when someone close by in going to die. And instead of warning them, all I can do is scream."
