The look on his face must have spoke volumes. He was saddened about his departure, in shock that she wasn’t terrified of him, and full of adoration for the young woman standing in front of him. While Remus found he was unable to move, Hermione closed the distance between them, and wrapped her arms around his waist. Unable to stop himself, he crushed the girl against his body and buried his face in her hair. Her scent calmed Moony, and Remus relaxed in her embrace. She was safe, she was going to be fine.