Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling. Sadly. This is inspired by dancingwithrainbows' drabble challenge. I hope you enjoy!

It had only been a matter of time before she broke through his defences.

Remus had always known that.

On the surface, he'd fought against it. He was too old, too poor and too dangerous for such a beautiful creature.

Every time he pushed her away, however, a little part of him hoped that she'd push her way back in again. For months, they had played this game.

And when she finally won, her lips crashing onto Remus' despite his feeble attempts to protect her, it was one of the rare occasions that he celebrated his existence.