Yes, it's already my second story! Oh my God! It's even worse than the last. I think. "More that just that" is definitely better. But since I'm supposed to revise for Latin, and I needed a destraction, I thought: Coco, why the hell not?
So here we go!
"Emma! EM- Oh. Hey."
"Um, hey, Remus."
"Fancy seeing you here."
"Erm, do you?"
"Yeah. Listen, why … don't we go up there?"
"To the Shrieking Shack? Are you mental?"
"If you don't mind?"
"Well, actually … my friends are waiting for me, you know."
"Oh. Okay, well, then, I wouldn't want to -"
"On the other hand …"
"You would?"
"They won't be mad, I'm sure."
"Oh. Good. Brilliant."
"Remus, why exactly are you talking all funny?"
"Funny? Me? I'm not. Honestly -"
"You sound like that Sirius Black."
"Like Sirius? I sound like Sirius? Oh, dear me, no. I do hope I haven't reached that stage of utter madness yet."
"Now you sound more like Remus Lupin."
"Sorry. Apparently panic isn't playing well with my nerves."
"Panic?"
"Yes, I … you know."
"Do I?"
"I've never asked a girl out."
"But y- ummm."
"What were you going to say?"
"Nothing."
"Emma Richmond, be surprised when I say I don't believe you."
"Very well! Did you ask a boy out then? … Stop laughing!"
"I assure you, I have never asked anyone out. Does that suffice?"
"Yes, thank you."
"Well … Do you want to go out with me?"
"All formal, are we, today?"
"…"
"Oh! Er. Yes. I would like to."
"You do? Oh, I- shmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
The conversation ends here because Emma Richmond started kissing Remus Lupin at this point and the 'conversation' following would not keep up with the fic's rating. The end.