A/N: ok so i love the show how i met your mother and this fucking imagine fit perfectly i love this idea and stay tuned for a part two bc since this was so long i had to make a part two lol
Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader
Summary: In which a 40-year old Remus Lupin tells the story of how he met his wife.
Warnings: probably cursing idek
Words: 2693 (i know it’s long sorrryyyy)
Remus John Lupin wanted to tell a story to his kids, an incredible story in which they’ve heard a million times but never actually took the time to hear every single detail.
“Kids, I’m going to tell you the story of how I met your mother,” Remus said in his posh-British accent facing his kids.
“Are we being punished for something?” His younger son asked. The sandy-haired man—with an exception of a few newly welcomed gray hairs—let out a ‘no.’
His older daughter sighed, “Yeah, is this going to take a while?”
The elder man nodded, “yes, so get comfortable in your seats because I’m going to take you back twenty-five years ago before I was ‘dad’ I had a whole other life.”
That’s when he began his story… “It was all the way back in 1987 when I was 27. Just starting to make it as a Professor, teaching the dark arts, and living in the Muggle world, aka London with James, my best friend from Hogwarts. My life was good, that was until Uncle James went and screwed the whole thing up.”
James was on his knees about to utter the forsaken words in which he couldn’t look back now, “will you marry me?” he asked opening the little box which the diamond ring was held in.
Though he didn’t actually say it to the woman he loved and wanted to say the words too, he was practicing to his good old, twenty-seven-year-old pal, Remus.
The messy sandy-haired man practically jumped with excitement, “Yes! Perfect, then you’re engaged, you pop the champagne, drink a toast, you have sex on the kitchen floor!” Then Remus contemplated what he said for a second, “don’t have sex on the kitchen floor.”
The brunet man nodded, “Got it, and thanks for helping me plan this out, Moony.”
“Mate, are you kidding? It’s you and Lily! You’ve been chasing after this girl for years, and I’ve been there for all the big moments between you and her.” Prongs went into the kitchen to grab two beer bottles from the kitchen handing one to Remus, “The moment you met, your first date, other first things…”
James chuckled nervously rubbing his hand behind his neck, taking a sip of his beer, “Y-Yeah sorry about that mate, we thought you were asleep.”
“It’s physics Prongs. If the bottom bunk moves, the top one moves too.” He leaned against the refrigerator for leverage for what he’s about to say. “But mate do you realize you’re getting engaged tonight?”
“I think I do Moons.” Prongs chuckled raking a hand through his hair, “what’re you doing tonight?” Asked James right when Remus was about to take a sip of his beer.
Narrator Remus decided to interrupt the story, “what was I doing? Uncle Prongs was about to take a big step of his life, and me? I’m calling up your Uncle Sirius.”
The moment the telephone in Sirius’ apartment rang he picked it up, “Talk to me.” He sternly said through the phone.
“Hi Padfoot, it’s me Moony.”
“Hey, so you know I’ve always had a thing for half-Asian girls?” What he said caused Remus to roll his eyes. “Well now I’ve got a new favorite, Lebanese girls,” Moony could practically see him smirking through the phone. Sirius then began to state, “as a matter of fact, Lebanese girls are the new half-Asians.”
Remus decided to change the topic, “Hey, so you wanna do something tonight?”
“Okay, meet me at the bar in 15 minutes. And suit up!” His excitement caused Remus to roll his eyes, hanging the call up.
Sirius waiting for him at the bar as Remus waltzed into the bar, with normal clothes to Sirius’ dismay, nodding a ‘hey’ at the dark-haired man.
Padfoot rolled his eyes vigorously exasperating, “Where’s your suit!? Just once when I say ‘suit up’ I wish you’d put on a suit!”
“I did, that one time.”
Black seemed very offended, “It was a blazer!”
The messy sandy-haired man changed the topic they were discussing, “You know, ever since Hogwarts it’s been James and Lily and you and me.” He said using hand gestures to prove his point as he said the names together. “Now it’s gonna be James and Lily, you and me.” Now he said the names separately, with a pause. “They’ll get married, start a family. Before long I’m that weird middle-aged bachelor their kids call ‘Uncle Remus.’”
Sirius had to smack him upside the head for him to snap out of it pointing a stern finger at him, “I see what this is about, have you forgotten what I said to you at Hogwarts? Don’t even think about getting married til you’re 30!”
“Thirty, right, you’re right. I guess it’s just when your best friend gets engaged, you start thinkin’ about that stuff.” Moony leaned against the bar.
“I thought I was your best friend.” The dark-haired man seemed offended for the second time that night, “Remus, say I’m your best friend.”
Remus nodded putting a comforting hand on Padfoot’s shoulder, “you’re my best friend Pads.”
“Good. Then as your best friend, I suggest we play a little game I like to call,” Sirius started to rub his hands together looking around the bar, “‘haaaave you met Remus?’”
The sandy-haired man started to shake his head vigorously at the man in front of him, “no, no, no, no, we’re not playing ‘have you met Remus.’”
Padfoot decided to do it anyway, tapping the shoulder of the first girl he saw bringing her out of an interesting conversation, as Sirius asked the question. “Hi, have you met Remus?”
Remus began to blush, “Hi, I’m Remus.”
“Tonks.” The girl said, running a hand through her pink hair.
“Tonks? Never heard a name like that before.”
“It’s actually my last name, I’m not very fond of my first name ‘Nymphadora.’” The pink-headed girl rolled her eyes viciously at her ridiculous name.
“Overall, it’s nice to meet you, Dora.”
Lily just entered her shared apartment with her boyfriend and best friend. She was greeted by her brunet boyfriend, “Hey.”
The young woman laid her stuff on the couch facing James, “I’m exhausted. It was a finger-painting day at school and a 5-year old boy…” Lily paused, unbuttoning her sweater to show her shirt had a small painted hand on her breast, “…got to second base with me.”
James showed a disgusted face then chuckled, Lily looked behind the six foot giant to see the kitchen counter had layers, upon layers of food. “Wow, you’re cooking? Without magic?”
Prongs nodded cockily, “yes I am.”
She cried out an ‘aw’ pecking his lips, “are you sure that’s a good idea after last time? You looked frightening without eyebrows.”
“I can handle this. I think you’ll find out that I’m full of surprises tonight.”
“So there’s more surprises, like what?” James had a guilty look his eye, looking around the room to think of something.
Older Remus decided to interrupt his story once again, “James was in his second year of muggle law school, since he was planning on having a muggle occupation, so he was pretty good at thinking on his feet.”
“Boogedy boo!” James screamed at the red-head catching her off-guard, “And that’s all of them. I’m gonna go, cook.” He said in a normal voice, pointing to the kitchen.
Remus’ current situation consisted of talking about marriage and ‘serious relationships’ to the girl he literally just met at the bar.
“I’m really happy for James, I really am. I just couldn’t imagine settling down right now.” He ranted.
Tonks then asked the one question that had bothered him for most of his 20-year-old life. “So do you think you’ll ever get married?”
“Well, maybe eventually. Some fall day.” Moony paused, “Possibly in Hyde Park, simple ceremony. We’ll write our own vows. Band, of course. People will dance, I’m not gonna worry about it.” He raked a hand through his light-brown hair, “bloody hell, why did James have to get engaged?”
The pink-headed girl chuckled causing him to scoff, “yeah, nothing sexier than a guy planning out his own imaginary wedding, huh?”
The young lady smiled, “actually, I think it’s cute.”
He took her scotch drink away from her, “well, then you are clearly drunk.” Raising the glass in the air he shouted, “one more for the lady!”
Back at their apartment, James was sitting on the counter watching his soon-to-be-fiancee cooking the dinner that he failed to cook himself. A thought came to his head making him get up from his spot he was previously sitting at, “Oh! Hey, look what I got…” Grabbing something from the refrigerator, he gave it to the red-head.
She smiled up at him, “Oh, honey, champagne.” The girl handed the bottle back towards him, signaling him to pop it open.
The brunet handed it back towards him, followed by a ‘yeah.’
Lily rolled her eyes, “No, you are too old to be scared to open a bottle of champagne.”
Prongs tried to defend himself, “I’m not scared.”
“Then open it.” The red-head handed it back to her scaredy-cat boyfriend, who let out a huff of ‘fine,’ staring at the bottle before handing it back to her.
“Please open it.”
She started to get angry, pacing around the kitchen giving the bottle to Prongs all the while letting out an, “Gosh, you are unbelievable, James.”
James couldn’t take it anymore, so he grabbed the tiny box from his pocket opening it and getting on one knee as Lily ranted. “Will you marry me?” The brunet asked the sacred question interrupting her rant, causing her to gape at the man in front of her, completely awestruck.
“Of course you idiot!”Lily exclaimed tackling him to the ground.
As time passed by, the fiancees exhaled smiling like two goofballs getting up from the kitchen floor, hair messy, breath short and choppy, clothes wrinkly. “I promised Remus we wouldn’t do that.”
Lily ran a hand through her long, and messy, fiery red hair. “Did you know there’s a biscuit under the fridge?”
“No, but dibs.” James outstretched his arm towards the counter, grabbing the bottle of alcohol, “Where’s that champagne? I want’ a drink a toast with my fiancee.” He grinned at the girl, who sweetly pecked him on the lips.
She rose up from the floor, as James tried to open the bottle of champagne. “I don’t know why I was so scared of this. It’s pretty easy, right?” As the cork popped it went straight towards Lily, making her scream as it hit her eye.
Once again, back at the bar was Remus and Sirius. Tonks had to leave since she wasn’t interested in Remus as he was her. “Why am I freaking out all of a sudden? This is crazy. I’m not ready to settle down.” Moony ranted to his friend, “the plan was to not even think about it until you’re 30.”
Sirius nodded at his words, mumbling a ‘yes’ every now and then.
“Plus, James found the love of his life. Even if I was ready, which I’m not, but if I was, it’s like, ‘okay, I’m ready. Where is she?’” He turned around and that’s when he saw her.
“And there she was. It was like something from an old movie where the sailor sees the girl across the crowded dance floor, turns to his mate whilst saying, ‘see that girl? I’m gonna marry her someday.’”
She was beautiful in his eyes, Y/H/C cascading down her shoulders, her sensitive Y/E/C eyes looking at the person in front of her who was talking to her, nodding along as she listened to what they had to say.
Remus realized he was staring so he tapped Sirius, “Hey Pads, do you see that girl?”
His friend was leaned against the bar, scotch in hand as he looked at who his best friend was staring at. “Oh, yeah. You know she likes it dirty.” And…of course, Sirius had to ruin the moment. The handsome dark-haired man nudged him, “go say hi.”
The charming sandy-haired man shook his head, “I can’t just go say hi. I need a plan,” That’s the moment when he started to over think, “I’m gonna wait until she goes to the bathroom, that I’ll just strategically place myself by the jukebox so that…” He trailed off, but right before he was about to turn towards Sirius to see if he was listening, the girl was already at the bar and the handsome dark-haired man tapped her on the shoulder and asked the four worded question he dreaded.
“Hi, have you met Remus?”
Remus looked like a deer in the headlights, cursing under his breath as Sirius left. The girl turned around just as surprised as he was. “Hi.” Moony waved at her.
“Let me guess…” The American girl trailed off snapping her fingers, “Remus.”
He grinned shrugging.
[I made the reader american bc in the show robin is canadian, which made her stand out, out of all the americans that play in the show]
The official, fiancees got in a cab all the while James kept telling Lily how he was sorry, “I’m so sorry baby. Take us to the hospital.” He instructed the driver.
Before the driver even started the car he asked, “whoa, whoa, whoa…did you hit her?”
The young couple slowly turned towards each other, as Lily’s ice pack covered her eye then laughed all of a sudden. “Hit me? Please. He can barely even spank me in bed for fun.”
James started to blush in embarrassment as the cab driver started the car, driving to the nearest hospital.
Remus was still at the bar with the girl he just met, that he soon found out her name being Y/N. “So what do you do?” He kindly asked her.
“I’m a reporter for BBC News.” The girl started as Moony let out an ‘oh,’ seemingly impressed by this girl. “Even though I’m obviously not British, I still work for a British newscast.”
“Wow, never met an American girl and a girl with an impressive profession before.” He chuckled before realizing what he said seemed dumb, “sorry, you’re really pretty.” That caused the both of them to chuckle, her laugh sounding like music in the light-brunet man’s ears.
Y/N then mockingly waved at her friends who were seated at the booth at the end of the bar, all with unhappy faces.
Remus turned towards the people she was waving at, “Well, your friends don’t seem too happy.”
The young woman nodded, “Yeah, see, the one in the middle just got dumped by her boyfriend. So tonight, every guy is ‘the enemy.’” She said using air quotes.
“You know, if it’ll make your friend feel better you could throw a drink in my face. I don’t mind.”
“She would love that.” The Y/H/C haired beauty started to smile. “And it does look fun in the movies.”
The young man was incredibly intrigued by this girl, “Hey, d’you wanna have dinner with me Saturday night?”
“Oh, I can’t I’m going to Scotland for a week on Friday. Some guy’s attempting to make the world’s biggest pancake, guess who’s covering it?”
“So that’s gonna take a week?”
“Yeah, he’s gonna eat it too. Another record.” She half-smiled at the guy.
“Hey, what’s takin’ so long?” Her friend cried from where she was sat, comforted by her other friends. The girl held up a finger, signaling them it will only take a minute.
Remus turned around so he was facing her again, as she dug through her purse. “Um… I know this is a long shot but, how about tomorrow night?”
She beamed looking at him, “yeah, what the hell?” She stood a bit closer to him to pass her business card towards him, in order for her friends not see. From smirking, her facial expression changed to a frown on her heart-shaped face, her whole demeanor changed as she grabbed her martini and threw across Moony’s face. All the while yelling, “Jerk!” Then smirking at him turning around, “that was fun.” Her friends cheered her on, smiling.