I’m so torn between clean-and-tidy-Remus and messy-oh-my-god-James-where-are-my-robes???????????-Remus
Like, imagine Remus, who the Marauders laugh at because “Monster? Really? Remus, you fold your socks. Forgive me for not trembling at the sight of you!"
Who has his clothes organised in colour in his drawers, and his chest is SO asymmetrical and neat that it actually pains Sirius to look at. And everything has to be in the right place; a Remus who takes his books and quills out of his bag and always puts them in the same place in every class or he can’t work properly.
And when he isn’t paying Sirius any attention, the latter moves one of his pencils out of place because he knows it will irk Remus, and he preens under his gaze, irritated or otherwise, vindictively smug as Remus snatches his pencil back and positions it, shooting him a dark glare. Sometimes, Sirius goes one step further and throws his pencil on the opposite side of the classroom, JUST before the professor comes in, if only for the joy of watching Remus’ eye twitch throughout the lesson as he can’t retrieve it for another 55 minutes.
But I’m talking about a Remus who is such a neat-freak because it’s the one thing he can control and it doesn’t quite make up for that little thing he can’t control, but he pretends it does.
But what about a Remus who wears EVERYONE ELSES clothes because he can never find his own and mumbling because ”Merlin, James, you have incredibly skinny legs,“ and wincing every time he walks because there is honestly no oxygen flowing to certain areas, like "hOW CAN YOU MOVE IN THESE?? I CANT EVEN BREATHE!”
a Remus who leaves his underwear wherever he takes them off and has a clucking Sirius trailing after him, picking them up and telling him “you HAVE A DRAWER for a REASON”
And Peter (having the bed closest to the bathroom) ALWAYS finds pieces of his uniform around his bed: a tie under his pillow, an odd sock under the mattress and it will be 2 in the morning, when Pete suddenly goes “oh” and the other three boys can only just see him in the darkness get out of bed, walk over and hand Remus back his boxers
Messy hair, looking like he’d just apparated or flooed or stepped out of an avalanche, and his tie is never properly done because it’s too fiddly for him in a morning and he barely sleeps and honestly, who can be bothered to tie a tie???? James??? How do you do that? and so James ends up tying his tie for him EVERY morning, since he’s the mother hen of the group and one of his babies is struggling.
And he’s not scruffy, but his robes are shabby (after his dad lost his job at the ministry, they had always struggled financially so his clothes were secondhand or handmade by his mum). His trousers are either two long so he has to roll them up a bit or barely brushing his ankles, and his shirt is never tucked in (unless Sirius manhandles him and forcibly shoves it down his waistband because “dear MERLIN remus is it THAT difficult to look presentable, you mongrel tosspot!” because he’s a Pureblood, no matter how hard he tries to reject it, and he retains that obsession with perfect appearances so messy Remus kills him.
(deep down, he finds Remus’ long and scraggly hair very endearing, though he wont admit it and protests to his dying day that he needs a haircut)
The worst though, by far, is when Remus starts growing a beard and mustache. And it’s not by choice!! it’s just he can’t see the point in shaving it off, especially once the war starts and they’ve got bigger things on their mind. but the others hate it, like HATE IT. Sirius always complains that it thaws his chin when they kiss, and Peter strokes it in lieu of a hello. James sees it and exasperatedly says, “really Moony? wasnt one furry problem enough??”
I dunno man, just a Remus who can have some leeway in his life and doesn’t have to worry about these things because he knows his friends are there to watch his back
…………and shave his beard off at 4 in the morning when he’s fallen asleep because honestly, remus we ARE DOING YOU a FAVOUR !!!!!!!! now hold still
AN: Okay so I needed to take a break from my multifics because they were stressing me out and I wanted to do an AU oneshot that covered all of Riley x Lucas’ “firsts.” Obviously these are different from canon because this is based on an AU. But because I got a little carried away I think this will end up being a two shot. This one will cover First Encounter, First Talk, First Spark & First Kiss. The next one will cover First Date, First I Love You, First time and First Heartbreak. Hope you guys like it. Word Count:2,778
“I don’t know man…” Lucas slammed his locker door shut,
shooting his best friend Zay a quizzical look. “My parents warned me what would
happen if I threw another party while they were away.”
Zay dramatically rolled his eyes, slinging his backpack over
his shoulder as the two of them maneuvered their way through the hall. “That
was last year, Luc.” The dark haired boy sighs. “Besides, it’s expected of you.
“Why can’t we just have the party at yours?” Lucas asks, as
they make their way to their seats at the back of the classroom.
First period was the only class the two of them had together
this year. It was different in the previous years. Being best friends, Zay
always made sure they took all the same classes, that way they could mooch off
of each other and have someone to crack jokes with.
Lucas, however, after having a scary conversation with his
strict father about his future, made sure to actually try and make an effort
for senior year. That included less Zay, less partying and more academics.
“Because I’m not captain.” Zay retorted quietly as their
Teacher, Mr. Haze, walked up to the board. He starts scribbling some key points
of today’s lecture when a knock at the door stops him.
In walks the school’s secretary, Miss Finch, and by her side
is a student. Neither Lucas nor Zay could get a good look at her because she
was standing on the other side of Finch. All they could make out was her long
Finch and Haze whisper among each other while the class
watches on in silence, curiosity brewing.
“If she’s hot, I call dibs.” Zay smirks, leaning over to try
to get a better look at her.
“You can’t call dibs. You have a girlfriend.” Lucas reminds
him, following the eager boys move.
“Maya says we’re on a time out.” He shakes his head in
frustration. “To me time out means I’m single.”
“Don’t be a dick–.”
“Okay, everyone.” Mr. Haze returns his attention to the
class. “We have a new student. Transferred here from Wesley High.” He gestures
to the girl standing behind him and she slowly approaches his desk, sporting an
insincere smile at the group of classmates before her.
Lucas can feel himself staring but he can’t help it. She was
gorgeous. Her olive skin complimented her brown hair and hazelnut colored eyes
perfectly. She had dimples when she smiled that were paired with full lips. She
was wearing a summer dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. He
had to know this girl.
Riley Matthews finds herself intrigued to learn more about the brooding boy who just moved in next door.
Chapter 1 - “Peeping Tom”
It was just another day in Philadelphia. Same boring people
with their same boring faces and their same boring personalities. Riley rolls
out of bed and gets ready for school. It’s already the end of the first
semester. It seems like the year is flying by and since it’s her last year at
John Adams High she’s not complaining. Her morning routine consists of getting
dressed, scarfing down whatever concoction her parents made for breakfast and
locking herself in her dark room until it’s time to leave for school. Photography
is the one thing she’s stayed passionate about over the years. When your best
friends are all annoying good at everything, once you find what you’re good at
you stick to it. She hasn’t put down her camera since.
Convincing her parents to allow her to turn her closet into
a dark room was a whole other problem. After lots of begging and ass-kissing
they finally agreed on the condition she kept her grades up. She wasn’t a
genius like her friends Farkle and Isadora but she knew how to hold her own.
The hard part was not letting her photography consume her. There are so many
fascinating things in the world, she just wants to capture them all.
When she’s done with breakfast she treks back to her room and
grabs her camera from her desk. She points it out the window like she does
every morning but this time somethings different. Through the lens she can see
a big movers truck parked outside of the house next door. Nobody’s lived there
Riley follows the workers, through her lens, up the porch
stairs and watches as they disappear into the house. She brings the camera up
towards the room that looks directly into hers. The light is on but no one is
there. As the trucks engine starts up again she glances to the street and when
she turns back to the vacant room she sees a boy standing near the window. He
was about her age with light brown almost blonde hair. She stares intently at
the boy, watching him walk over to his bed and take off his jacket. She can
feel herself get a little flustered but she doesn’t look away. He’s about to
pull off his shirt when her father, Cory, walks in her room.
The Year of Remus Lupin (Part 1) | Remus Lupin Imagine
Fifth year is the year that your world gets turned, even
more-so, upside down. Luckily, it’s for the better.
Fifth year is the year that you succeeded and really found
yourself and accepted your flaws.
Fifth year is the year that one person would change your
life for good.
Fifth year is the year of Remus Lupin.
You are a half-blood witch with a rather strange blood
abnormality; you’re half mermaid.
Your mother is a mermaid and your father is a pureblood wizard.
They met while your father was traveling along the British coast. They fell in
love and got married. They moved into a small house on a lake. And next thing
they knew, you were born.
You weren’t like the merpeople found in Black Lake, not very
human-like. You were more like the classic mermaids you see in movies,
half-human, half-fish. The thing most people don’t know about being a
merperson, is that you aren’t stuck as a merperson and forced to live in the
water for life, you have the opportunity to go on land and transform your tail
in for legs every Full Moon. But if you go into the water on the Full Moon and
remain in the water until sunrise, you will be stuck with a tail until the next
Full Moon, same thing happens if you go on land with your legs. However, being
half mermaid, the same rules apply, but you experience transformations twice a
month, on the Full Moon and on the New Moon. But with the New Moon, the rules
for the Full Moon don’t apply. So, you just go into the water, if you’re human,
and your tail forms, but when you leave the water and dry off, it turns back
into your legs.
So, being a mermaid, even just half, you have a strange
affliction for water. You love swimming and just being immersed in water, you
always have even since you were a small child.
You experienced your first transformation on your twelfth
birthday, regardless of it being a Full or a New Moon. Your mother was in the
water with you the whole time; meanwhile, your father was watching from the
shore as giddy as can be. The pain you felt as your legs fuse together into a
tail, was indescribable and excruciating. Truthfully, the pain hasn’t gotten
better with time. Your legs, once fused, became a beautiful tail with vibrant
lilac scales. You wore your bikini top so you wouldn’t be topless, as most
mermaids are. But you had never felt as free as you did the night of your first
Now here we are, the beginning of Fifth year, you’re sat on
the train in a compartment with your best friend, Lily Evans, and the rest of
your friends, Marlene McKinnon, Alice, and Dorcas Meadowes. Out of this group
of girls, only Lily knew about your “Scaly Situation.” Typically, she
would accompany you to Black Lake on the nights of your transformation. You’d
swim around the edge of the lake while Lily told you about her hatred for James
Potter or would go over spells and charms with you.
You excused yourself from the compartment to go find the
sweets trolley, and were walking along the train corridor when all of a sudden
you heard what sounded like an explosion coming from the compartment you were
Curiosity would be your downfall one day, because next thing
you know you’re throwing the door of the compartment which had just
“exploded” and found yourself face-to-faces with the infamous
Their heads snapped to the sudden opening of the compartment
door. Looking at you with wide eyes, they all had a shocked expression on their
faces. After a spilt second, Sirius’ face morphed from shocked into a slight
smirk, James’ facial expression became excited because his childhood friend was
standing in the doorway, Remus had a guilty/embarrassed look on his face,
meanwhile, Peter’s face was covered in soot.
You took in the scene in front of you: four boys, one
covered in soot, two of them holding their wands towards Peter, and the last
one looking like he’d rather be anywhere but there.
Thousands of questions flooded your mind, but you figured
you’d be better off not knowing. So, you smiled and greeted the boys,
“Hello guys! How were your summers?” You shut the compartment door
and sat next to James. He pulled you into a side hug.
“Hey Bug, summer was pretty lame. Didn’t do much, just
hung out with these three. How was your summer?” You laughed as James
referred to you by your childhood nickname, Bug, which he gave you when you
guys were six because he dared you to eat a bug and you did it.
“Hahaha. I traveled with my mom and dad this summer. We
went to America; it was so cool! The muggles there are so strange!”
They asked you more about your trip and you gladly told them
all about it. You told all sorts of stories of what strange things had happened
in America and how different American wizards and witches are from the ones in
the U.K. They all laughed at your poor attempt of an American accent and were
surprised by how even more oblivious American muggles are of the wizarding world
than the muggles here.
Little did you know, Remus was intently watching how you
talked with your hands and would stumble over your words because you’re so
excited and how your eyes lit up as you talked. Remus has been crushing on you
since the end of third year when you argued with your charms teacher over the
uses of some charms and why you couldn’t use some charms that older students
were learning in class because you’re only a third year. Remus thought you were
the prettiest girl in all of Hogwarts and he admired your bravery when it comes
to standing up for yourself and your friends to your peers, even older
students, and teachers when they crossed a line. Remus would also never tell
you that he liked you and like spending time with you because of his
lycanthropy. He is afraid of the potential rejection and discrimination he
could face if he were to tell you or you were to find out about his “furry
little problem” as James liked to call it.
James had told him that you wouldn’t discriminate or hate
him because of this curse. James knew about your “Scaly Situation”
because your mom had told him to watch out for you and make sure you weren’t
staying away from the water too long, if you went too long without getting in
the water, whether you’re transforming or not, you get sick. You didn’t know
that James knew this, but he wasn’t doing to pressure you into telling him;
he’d wait for you to come to him and you, eventually, would later this year.
After the Sorting Hat Ceremony and Welcome Back Feast, you
found yourself in Dumbledore’s’ office with Professor McGonagall and Filch.
You’ve had this same meeting every year since your transformation. Dumbledore
gave you permission to be out after curfew so you could go to the Black Lake
whenever you pleased, much to Filch’s chagrin. You also had permission to bring
people with you when you went to Black Lake. Filch always loses it at this
point. Students out of bed after curfew?
Merlin, who would allow such a thing?!
After your mermaid meeting with Dumbledore, McGonagall would
walk you back to the Gryffindor common room. You and Minnie, as you called her,
she never said to stop calling her that when it was just you two, instead she
gives you a look every time you call her Minnie, the two of you were rather
close. You would frequently find yourself for tea in her office during your
free period or after a long, stressful day. Before you told Lily you are
half-mermaid, Minnie would accompany you to the lake, so after your
transformations you always, even now after she stopped going with you, go to
her office for tea. She evens have the exact brand and type of tea you prefer
in a special cupboard that she also keeps your favorite mug in.
During the walk to the common room, the two of you talked
about your summers. You told her you traveled with your mother and father and
she started going on about how your father was one of the best transfiguration
students she’s ever had. You talked about what you would be learning this year
in transfiguration, your favorite class, she gladly told you what you would be
doing because you’re one of her favorite students, though she’d never admit it
out loud, and you’re her best student, even as a fifth year you’re better than
her seventh years and even better than Lily Evans, who was notorious for having
top marks in almost every class.
Once you arrived at the common room, you found the Marauders
sitting with Lily and Marlene. You made your way over and quietly sat in the
only spot left on one of the couches, next to Remus. You and Remus smiled at
one another as you got comfortable on the red couch.
After a minute or two of listening to the conversation, and
being totally lost, you leaned towards Remus and whispered, “What exactly are
they talking about? I am so confused.”
He chuckled and whispered back, “It started off with James
asking Lily out and her saying no. Then, Sirius and Marlene started flirting.
James, Sirius, Peter, and Marlene got into the topic of which classes they
think are going to suck. James said something which Lily got mad at, so they
bickered for a bit. Now, I honestly don’t know what they’re talking about. I
zoned out after a while.”
You nodded and chuckled at his response. So, the two of you
just sat there in silence listening to whatever the five students were talking
about in front of you two. Not an awkward silence, but a comfortable silence,
one that you very much enjoyed.
The next morning, you woke up slightly earlier than usual
because Lily was so excited for the first day of classes. You slowly made your
way into the bathroom to shower and get ready for the day. You threw on your
Gryffindor uniform, spent about five minutes fumbling with your tie, put on a
pair of thigh-high white socks and little black booties before starting on your
makeup. Just because you’re required to wear a uniform didn’t mean you were
going to look good as hell.
You have the obsession with makeup, you are constantly
raving about how much you love muggles for coming up with makeup and such good
quality makeup too. Your makeup collection is rather extensive, and are
constantly adding to it. Your parents often owl new makeup palettes and
products that come out because they know how much you love it. You do just a
classic cat-eye liner with a dark brown crease and a light, shimmery lid,
mascara, eyebrows, and face makeup (foundation, powder, blush, and this amazing
new thing called bronzer). You use a spell to quickly tame your Y/H/C hair and
grab your books and run down the stairs with your friends.
Once in the Great Hall, you indulge yourself in some French
toast and apple juice, while McGonagall begins handing out Gryffindor
time-tables. The Marauders all but waltz into the Great Hall late, as per
usual, and decide to sit next you and Lily, who is across from you. Remus sits
next to you, James next to Lily, Sirius on the other side of you, and Peter
next to James, because Marlene was next to Lily. Lily turns down James before
he can even form the pickup line he was going to use to ask her out. He sighs,
“Lily, one day you’re going to regret turning me down all these years once you
realize how perfect we are together.” Lily gives him a look of disgust and an
eye roll before turning back to her breakfast.
McGonagall finally reaches us and hands us our respective
schedules. You look at yours and see on Monday, you have History of Magic- 9-10:30,
Herbology- 10:30-12, Lunch, Double Potions- 1-3, and DADA- 3-4. On Tuesday, you
have Free Period- 9-10, Double Charms- 11-12, Lunch, Double Transfiguration-
1-3, and Ancient Runes- 3-4. On Wednesday, you have Ancient Runes- 9-10,
Transfiguration- 10-11, Herbology- 11-12, Lunch, Free Period- 1-2, Divination-
2-3, Potions- 3-4, and at Midnight you have Astronomy. On Thursday, you have
Charms- 9-10, Muggle Studies- 10-11, Potions- 11-12, Lunch, Double DADA- 1-3,
and Free Period. Finally, on Friday, you have Transfiguration- 9-10, Muggle
Studies- 10-11, Ancient Runes- 11-12, Lunch, Divination- 1-2, Charms- 2-3, and
You all compare schedules and all have the same classes,
minus the electives. Though, you did have Ancient Runes with Sirius and Remus,
and you had Divination with Lily, Marlene, and Peter. You also had Muggle
Studies with James, Remus, Dorcas, and Lily. Sadly, you all had Double Potions
with Slytherin, which neither house was happy about. You all finished breakfast
and made your way to History of Magic with Professor Binns, who just happened
to be the most boring professor ever, in your opinion. You made it to class
after a long journey, mostly because you had to keep stopping to prevent Sirius
from punching first years who were getting in the way and stepping on his
shoes. You sat with Lily at the table behind Marlene and Dorcas and in front of
Remus and Peter. You and Lily sat together in every class expect Potions,
because neither of you were very good at Potions and Astronomy where you sat by
Sirius because he knows everything about Astronomy.
History of Magic was boring as always and felt like it was
going on forever. Eventually, you started passing notes with Remus and played
this muggle game called M.A.S.H with Lily. You and Remus mostly talked about
any good books either of you had read and what you both did this past summer.
You happened to accidentally laugh out loud, right as the
class got quiet, causing Professor Binns to turn his attention away from the
Giant Wars he was droning on about to you. He floated over to your seat, “Miss.
Y/L/N, what is so funny about the giant wars?”
You blushed and stuttered out a response, “Uh, nothing, uh,
Professor Binns, Sir. Sorry.”
“What is that you’re, poorly, covering with your arms, Miss.
Your eyes widen immensely, you frantically looked around,
locking eyes with Remus, before looking back to the ghost form of your
professor. “Uh, a note, professor.” You looked down at your desk, embarrassed.
“Miss. Y/L/N, I would not expect you, of all people, to be
passing notes in class on the first day. I’m very disappointed. Detention, this
evening at seven o’clock.”
You’ve had detention before, but never on the first day. You
were also mortified, being called out like that when everybody knows that
you’re one of the top students of your year. “Yes, Professor.” You mumbled not
making eye contact.
Professor Binns turned to continue his lecture when a
familiar voice spoke up, “Professor, I gave that note to Y/N, sir. She isn’t
the only to blame.”
The whole class turned to the source of the voice, Remus
Lupin. You looked at him shocked that he was throwing himself under the bus, as
the muggles say, for you. You two locked eyes and you mouthed to him asking
what he was doing, he just dismissed what you just asked him. Professor Binns
looked as Remus, a little thrown off guard, and shook his head in
“Well, I guess detention for you too, Mr. Lupin. I’m very
disappointed in you, being a prefect and all.”
Class continued on without a hitch, it finally ended and
Professor Binns told you and Remus that you would report to Filch this evening
at seven o’clock. You ran after Remus on your way to Herbology with Professor
Sprout. You pulled Remus off to the side, and he told the rest of the Marauders
to go on without him, and he turned to you.
“What’s up, Y/N?”
You were baffled, how could he be so calm about this? He
just got a detention for you, and he’s a prefect, and it’s the first day of
classes! “’What’s up, Y/N?’ Really? That’s all you have to say? Remus, why did
you do that? You didn’t have to get a detention for me.” You rested your hand
on his bicep, looking at him in the eye.
“Well, I was the one who started passing notes with you. I
couldn’t let you just take all the blame. I’d feel horrible. It’s really no big
deal, Y/N.” He just shrugged.
After that he just dropped the topic and the two of you just
walked to Herbology together. You both got there a little late because Remus
stopped to help a first year find the charms classroom, so the two of you had
to be partners.
You were now into the last half of the school year, and you
were overjoyed. Being half-mermaid, the winter months were the worst for
transformations, mostly because the water is cold, which doesn’t bother you that
much, but it’s still annoying, but the cold winter air was the worst. Lily
didn’t join you as much in the winter because of the cold, which you
understood, but it made for your transformations to be rather lonely.
One night, you were heading back in from Black Lake when you
heard talking coming from over by the Whomping Willow. You pressed yourself
against a tree, straining to hear whoever was outside on a chilly, spring
night. You could see two figures by the Whomping Willow in the light of the Full
Moon, you could make them out as James Potter and Peter Pettigrew. You were
confused as to why James and Peter would be out this late, especially without
the other two Marauders. You heard James speaking frantically to Peter about
“We need to keep Moony away from Black Lake tonight.”
“Why? You always tell us to keep him away from Black Lake,
and we do, but why are you freaking out so much tonight?”
James stuttered, trying to word his response correctly, “Uh,
I saw Y/N sitting by the water and she’s one of my closest friends, I can’t let
anything happen to her.”
As Peter went to reply, you saw Sirius holding Remus up away
from the Whomping Willow. Remus looked really cut up and badly injured. You
couldn’t help but gasp out of concern, which caused Sirius to snap his head in
your direction. He whispered something to James, who looked to your hiding spot
and took off towards you. As James approached you, you saw Remus collapse to
the ground bringing Sirius down with him, causing you to step out from behind
James looked back towards his friends and back to you, “Bug…
you shouldn’t be out here this late. Let me take you back to the common room…”
Obviously trying to steer you away from what was going on behind him.
You ignored him and pushed past him running toward Remus.
You were extremely concerned, the two of you had grown quite close this year
since your detention on the first day. Remus’ gaze met your briefly, as he
weakly moved onto his hands and knees. “REMUS!” You fell onto your knees with a
thud, wet hair smacking you in the face. You pushed your hair out of your face
and took his face in your hands.
“Oh, Remus. Are you okay? What happened?” You didn’t give
him a chance to respond as you frantically looked at the three boys watching
the two of you, “What happened? Who did this to him? Why were you guys out so
late, especially tonight?! We need to get him to Madame Pomfrey! Oh my Merlin,
After your outburst, Sirius pulled himself together and took
Remus’ weight and helped him stand up, you helped him up. James took Remus’
right arm and threw it over his shoulder and the two boys helped walk/carry
their injured friend to the hospital wing. Peter followed along behind the
three boys quietly.
You were walking next to James, who was uncharacteristically
quiet, biting your nails, a nervous habit of yours. The five of you made it to
the hospital wing and Madame Pomfrey wasn’t surprised to see the boys, but was
rather surprised to find you with them. She had treated you on a few occasions
when you cut your arms while swimming and has given you some medications to
help with the pain of the transformation. The four of you let Madame Pomfrey
work on Remus while you all watched. After a few minutes, you could tell the
boys were silently communicating with one another, your suspicions were proven
correct when Sirius nodded his head in your direction and James came over and dragged
you out into the hall.
He looked confused on what he wanted to say, or rather what
he could say without saying too much. He sighed and rubbed his temples, “Y/N, I
know.” Your eyes widened and met his bespectacled ones. You stuttered trying to
answer, “W-w-what do you m-mean?”
He sighed again, “Y/N, I know you’re a half-blood, and
half-mermaid. Your mother told me after your twelfth birthday. She told me to
watch out for you and to make sure you weren’t staying out of the water too
long. I didn’t tell you I knew sooner because I was hoping you’d tell me
yourself. But I know you normally aren’t out that late during your
transformations, so why were you out so late tonight?”
You were shocked he knew this, but you weren’t shocked that
your mother had told him. She always wanted what’s best for you, she worries
about your transformations because she knows how painful they are and she
wishes she could be there with you. You sighed, “James, I was going to tell
you. I really was. I just was swimming and I lost track of time. You can’t tell
the other Marauders! Or anyone for that matter. But the real question is why
were you all out of bed? And what happened to Remus and why did you need to
keep him away from me?”
He gave you a sad look and put a hand on your shoulder,
“Sorry, Bug, I can’t tell you. It’s complicated. But, I won’t tell the other
boys about your secret. You have my word.”
You went to reply saying that wasn’t good enough when
Professor McGonagall came down the hall. “Miss. Y/L/N, I was beginning to worry
when you didn’t show up for tea. Is everything alright? Please, come with me.
I’ll walk you back to the common room, we can have tea tomorrow. Mr. Potter, I
believe you know where you need to be.” She said while putting an arm around
you and giving James a pointed look.
He nodded and went back into the hospital wing and you and
McGonagall began walking back towards the common room.
You got into bed that night with your mind racing of
scenarios of what could’ve happened the sandy haired boy you cared for. Knowing
that he got hurt so badly made you feel ill, he meant so much to you and you
hated to see him hurting. You groaned and put a pillow over your face as you
tried to push images of you sitting by Remus’ hospital bed holding his hand
while brushing his hair out of his face and other sweet tender moments that
would never happen between the two of you out of your head. You couldn’t help
but like the mysterious boy, not only as a friend, but romantically as well.
Unfortunately for you, he’d never feel the same. Or so you thought.
Meanwhile, Remus was in the hospital wing freaking out to
his friends about the events that had occurred earlier in the night. You came
way to close to knowing his monstrous secret, he couldn’t bare it if you had
gotten hurt because of him. James assured him it wouldn’t happen again, when
Peter decided to speak up, “James, why was Y/N’s hair wet?” James panicked and
came up with the lame excuse that you had fallen into the Black Lake, which is
true since you were in the lake, you just didn’t fall in. The other boys
dismissed it, except Sirius, who didn’t quite believe his best mate and made it
his mission to find out why you were really out by the lake that night.
The next week or so Remus avoided you like the plague;
meanwhile, Sirius was all for becoming your new best friend. Every chance he
got, he was walking with you in the halls, sitting by you in classes and meals,
he even followed you into the library. One day were walking down the halls,
when you pushed Sirius into a deserted classroom.
“Sirius, why do you have the overwhelming urge to follow me
around like a lost puppy?”
“There’s something about you. Something you’re hiding from
us, except James, he knows but he won’t tell us. So, until you tell me what it
is, I’m going to stick to you like, what’s that muggle thing called, oh, glue.”
He said with a devilish smirk, you knew there was no way to get rid of him,
until he found what he was looking for and he had been rather annoying lately.
You saw no other way out of this, you told him the truth. Sadly, when you told
him, he couldn’t stop making fish and aquatic related puns. He was even more
annoying than before, but he was also fascinated by you. He swore he wouldn’t
tell, on the condition that he could come with you on the New Moon to watch
your transformation. You agreed, saying he could bring James with him.
The two of you left the empty classroom with Sirius’ arm
draped around your shoulder, making more puns. Little did the two of you know
that a certain werewolf had seen the two of you and automatically assumed the
worst. His best mate and the girl he fancied. Together. In an empty classroom.
He was heartbroken, and to say the least, he was seeing red. Fury.
The week of the New Moon you were feeling worse than normal.
You normally get into the water once between the Full Moon and the New Moon,
but this time around you never made it out to the lake. You were drowning, no
pun intended, in homework and you were trying, desperately, to get Remus to talk
Finally, you had managed to catch Remus alone in the common
room, you cornered him with hopes of him talking to you. “Remus, please talk to
me. What did I do wrong? You’ve been avoiding me for two weeks!”
He glared at you and rolled his eyes, trying to get back to
the Herbology essay he was writing. You kept pleading for him to talk to you,
when he finally snapped. “Y/N. Shut up. For the love of Merlin, just shut up. I
have nothing to say to you except for the fact that I can’t believe that you
would sleep with Sirius. He’s my best mate! I thought you were different. But,
I obviously was wrong, you’re just like every other girl in this bloody school,
easy and just looking for a quick shag. You disgust me. Don’t talk to me.” With
that he glared at you, neither of you noticing the other three Marauders and
Lily and Marlene standing in the entrance of the common room.
That was until Sirius spoke up, “Woah, Moony, you’ve got
this all wrong…”
Remus then snapped at Sirius, “Oi, shut up, Padfoot. Of
course you’d jump to her defense, you’re fucking her for crying out loud. I’m
surprised though, I thought even you had standards.”
Next thing you knew, your feet were carrying you out of the
common room and out towards the lake. You couldn’t see through your tears, but
you had taken the route hundreds of time before, so you found yourself at the
edge of the lake in no time. You collapsed onto your knees, burying your face
into your hands. How could Remus say such
a thing? Is that really how he thought of you? You sat at the edge of the
lake crying for what felt like ages.
Back in the common room, James had dragged Remus upstairs by
his collar and proceeded to scream at him for being so rude to you. While James
was yelling at Remus, he may have accidentally told Remus your dirty little
secret. Remus was shocked to hear your secret and to finally figure out what
had actually happened between you and Sirius that day he saw the two of you
leaving the empty classroom. He felt like such a jerk. He had never been so
angry with himself before. He just wanted to hold you in his arms and apologize
profusely. He asked James where he could find you, and James told him that he
better be going to apologize or else he’d regret it, then proceeded to tell him
where you were.
You heard footsteps approaching, you sniffled, “James, go
away. I want to be alone right now.” You were expecting James to ignore you and
sit next to you and wrap an arm around you and reminisce your childhood
adventures together, knowing that it would bring a smile to your face.
What you weren’t expecting was the response you got. “Y/N…”
You froze at the sound of his voice, but you didn’t turn to face him. He sat
next to you and stared out at the dark water, “I-uh-I’m a… a werewolf.” You
snapped your head toward the lanky, sandy haired boy next to you. He didn’t let
you respond as he rambled on, “I know you probably hate me for what I said
earlier. I just saw you and Sirius leave that classroom one day and I assumed
the worst. I’m sorry. You don’t disgust me, actually, quite the opposite. You
make my heart race and you are so intoxicatingly beautiful. I-I’ve liked you
since the end of third year. You are so smart and funny and gorgeous and kind
and you deserve the best and… and how could you ever like a monster like me? James told me you’re
half-mermaid, and don’t be mad at him it just slipped out. I’m sorry if I
ruined our friendship. I understand if you hate me. I also understand if you
don’t want to be my friend anymore because I’m a monster.” Remus started to get
up and leave, but you grabbed his hand pulling him back down towards you,
signaling him to stay.
You looked at him and traced your fingers over the scar that
ran along his face. You cupped his face in your hands, making him look at you,
“Remus, you aren’t a monster. You’re a beautiful human being with a beautiful
soul, who just happens to jump to conclusions sometimes. You didn’t ruin our
friendship, but what you did say tonight hurt, it really did. But you are right
about one thing. I don’t want to be your friend anymore.”
Remus could’ve sworn he felt his heart break. He just opened
up to you and you don’t want to be his friend anymore. Merlin, could things get any worse? “I don’t want to be your friend
anymore, because I want to be more than that. I’ve liked you for quite some
time now. And I’d always figured I’d never find somebody who’d accept me for me
and live in secret my whole life. But, then I met you and I had hope I’d end up
with somebody like you, smart, charming, understanding, accepting, hot, and
You never quite finished what you were saying because Remus
kissed you with such passion that you forgot what you had been trying to say in
the first place. You kissed him back, trying to pour all of your emotions into
the kiss. This kiss was on its way to becoming more heated when you heard a
squeal from behind the two of you.
You pulled apart and turned towards the noise to be met with
the smiling faces of the rest of the Marauders and Lily and Marlene. Sirius
spoke first, “OH, hey guys. We didn’t even see you here!”
You hid your face in Remus’ chest and groaned, while Remus
replied to his long haired friend. “Oi! Shut up Padfoot. Can you give us a
Your friends walked back towards the castle, but not before
James could call out to you, “Hey, Bug. I don’t need to be an uncle anytime
soon, so be sure he wraps it up!!” You were sure your cheeks were as red as they
possibly could be from your best friends’ statement. Everybody laughed at James’
comment, except for you and Remus, who was equally as embarrassed.
Once your friends were finally gone, and out of earshot, according
to Remus and his heightened senses, Remus tucked a strand of hair behind your
ear and looked into your eyes. He kept opening his mouth and shutting it,
struggling to find the right words to say. “Y/N, uh, I, erm, was wondering… No,
uh, would… no that’s not it… Ugh, Go out with me?” Was what he ended up saying,
and you couldn’t help but smile at how adorable he was when he was flustered.
You pulled him in for a sweet kiss, and you mumbled against his lips, “Does
this answer your question?”
He chuckled quietly, before responding, “I don’t know. I couldn’t
tell, try again and maybe I’ll be able to figure out your answer.” He pulled
you back in for another kiss.
“GET IT MOONY! PRONGS LOOK AT THEM! I SO CALLED IT!”
You pulled away from each other again and at the same time
yelled, “SHUT UP PADFOOT!”
You looked at Remus as he was laughing at his friend, and
you knew that everything would turn out just fine.
A/N: Hey guys! So I’m definitely doing a part two to this. I’ve
already decided. But, I hope you guys like it! I’ve been working really hard on
it. I’m going to be posting a prompt list soon. I also have started working on
another Sirius Black Imagine! Get excited. Give me some feedback, and feel free
to request anything, I do other fandoms as well, not just Harry Potter! Also, I know I didn’t include much about her being a mermaid, but in part two I will go more in depth! And yes, I did actually make the OC’s timetable. It took forever.
Lucas Friar is in dire need of a promotion when his boss announces an important position is opening up. But of course, there’s a catch. His boss is only hiring someone who is a responsible family man and encourages his employees to try to impress him at their companies annual couples retreat. Lucas, afraid of letting the opportunity for a promotion pass him by, signs him and his wife up to attend the retreat. The only problem is…he’s not married. So he turns to one of his oldest friends for help and she agrees to be his fake wife for the weekend.
Waking up to Riley felt like a dream. Lucas had a hard time
distinguishing what was fake and what was real. He knew she was playing the
part he asked her to, the problem was she was playing it too well. Back in high
school when they were a couple Lucas would always think about what it would be
like when or if they ever got married. After they broke up he had to let go of
that idea and it was hard but eventually he did. Or so he thought. Seeing her
lay there against him, peacefully sleeping, he wasn’t so sure he ever really
let it go. He tried to remind himself, she’s
your fake wife for the weekend and then she’s back to being just a friend on
Monday. Just get through the weekend.
Lucas quietly slips out of bed trying not to wake Riley. He takes
a shower and gets ready all before she even opens her eyes.
“Riley…Time to get
up.” He shakes her softly.
Riley rolls out from under the covers, still sleeping. She
was lying on her stomach now which caused her shirt to rise up and expose her
bare back and panties.
“Woah! Okay now it’s really
time to get up.” Lucas shakes her a little more vigorously, trying not to
stare at her backside.
She groans a little before sitting up and tying her hair out
of her face. “Good morning.” She grumbles.
Lucas Friar is in dire need of a promotion when his boss announces an important position is opening up. But of course, there’s a catch. His boss is only hiring someone who is a responsible family man and encourages his employees to try to impress him at their companies annual couples retreat. Lucas, afraid of letting the opportunity for a promotion pass him by, signs him and his wife up to attend the retreat. The only problem is…he’s not married. So he turns to one of his oldest friends for help and she agrees to be his fake wife for the weekend. Chapter 1 [x] Chapter 2 [x]Chapter 3 [x]
Lucas didn’t know what to expect when he woke up this morning. What he wasn’t expecting was waking up to an empty bed. He rolled over and reached his arm out to the space where Riley laid last night but there was no one there, just an empty bed and ruffled sheets.
He replayed the events from the night before, over and over again in his mind. It was the perfect night.
He glances over at the alarm clock on their bedside table, it read 9:30 am. Shit…I overslept. He was supposed to be up by 8.
Lucas hastily gets dressed and makes his way downstairs to the breakfast buffet. Once he arrives he spots Riley in a far corner by his boss.
“Speak of the devil.” Mr. Anderson teases as Lucas approaches the table. “We were just talking about you.”
“All good things I hope.” Lucas smiles, but he’s surprised by Riley’s lack of response.
so im a lesbian and my mom just figured out that shes bi and started dating a woman this year and shes happy and im so happy for her!!! im also just so happy that i finally have someone in my family who really understands what its like to be a wlw! and i wanted to share this because my mom is 50 and i just wanted your followers to know that sometimes you figure things out later in life and everything will be ok!!
i love this sm!!! i’m so happy for u and your mom omg <3
Riley Matthews lived in NY for the majority of her childhood. That is up until 6th grade when her father was offered a job in sunny California, which he accepted. Riley was forced to leave behind everything she knew, her school, her teachers and her small group of best friends. Fast forward 5 years where Riley and her family decide it’s time to move back home. Now a junior in high-school Riley has to figure out where she belongs after being gone so long.
The first day of school was officially over. Riley finally felt like she could breathe. She didn’t make any plans and didn’t have any homework so she decided to walk around and get reacquainted with the city again. She wandered into a couple of clothing shops, grabbed a bite to eat and on her way home she stopped in front of an antique store. There in the window were beautiful vibrant paintings, a small forest colored chair with gold tassels hanging off the arm rests and a large pile of tattered books that were embossed with roman numerals. But what really caught her attention was the vintage type-writer that was pushed off center towards the side wall. It had a glossy black finish, black and red decals and the word ROYAL was marked across the top. She crouched down on her knees to get a better look at it. A small card next to it read ‘Popular workhorse in beautiful condition!
Date Of Manufacture: 1926. Price - $1,450.00.’ Her eyes grew wide in disbelief. She has wanted a legitimate type writer since she was 10 years old. However, she had no idea it’d be this expensive. “14 hundred dollars HA” she scoffed.
“What’s so funny?” She heard a voice right next to her say, causing her to jump. It was Lucas Friar. The tall blonde smiled at her reaction.
“The price of this” Riley answered gesturing to the type writer.
Lucas nodded his head in agreement. “Yeah its pretty steep…but I mean, it’s a working 1926, what’d you expect?”
She stared at him for a minute with a confused expression on her face. “Where did you even come from?”
Lucas gave her a little smirk, tilting his head to the side. “Well, my family’s originally from Texa…”