Title: Awkward
Pairing: Remus/Petunia
Prompt: Swan
He'd gone to visit Lily for the day – he was the only one out of their friends who could successfully pass himself off as a muggle, and she hadn't wanted the attention a group of confused wizards would cause in such a small town – but she hadn't been there when he'd arrived. He had no recollection as to why she wasn't there, only that she wasn't and she hadn't told him. Or maybe she had and he'd forgotten, but even years later he could still recall the irritation when he found himself standing on her doorstep with no one home.
He sat down with an annoyed huff – legs stretched out in front of him, hands resting on his thighs, head tipped back against the wooden frame of the door and eyes closed – and waited. For what, he had no idea. But he was irritated and tired and too hot and waiting had seemed like a good idea. He'd never managed to decide whether or not it had been, even years later.
When he finally opened his eyes it was because someone had, rather impatiently, cleared their throat and was standing directly in front of him blocking the sun. Rather distantly, he noted that some time must have passed as the sun was now coming from the opposite direction. He was more focussed on the figure looming above him, however.
Her keys were held in her right hand, annoyance flooding off her in waves, and she looked down at him like he was something unsavoury she'd just stepped in. His eyes slowly travelled up her body; black shoes, long legs, knee length skirt, pristine blouse – it was a wonder she wasn't sweating. He followed the graceful curve of her swan-like neck, eyes finally settling on her face. Blonde hair, pale eyes, big teeth – not conventionally beautiful, but he couldn't deny the slight attraction he had towards her.
Later he wouldn't be able to recall how he'd done it, but somehow he had managed to convince her to let him in. Even she seemed surprised, but she hadn't argued – well, not much. There was a large gap in his memory after this; he could remember that they'd talked a lot – for hours, it felt like – and that it had been slightly awkward at first with neither of them knowing what to say, but eventually they'd found common ground.
He had no idea what they'd talked about – he couldn't even remember if she'd told him her name, or if he'd gotten it from Lily at a later date – but somehow they'd ended up sprawled across the sofa with their clothing partially removed.
It was a very awkward situation to have to explain to her parents.