A/N: So this one is kinda short, but I still think it's cute. :) I realize Remus is a bit OOC, being sort of - forward, but, you know, he is a Marauder. ;)

Happy reading! :)

I Think It's Kinda Cute

Emmeline stared with narrowed eyes from afar as the stupid, giggling, extremely beautiful whore giggled and put her hand on Remus' knee for what must've been the twentieth time. From her place across the library, it was sort of hard to see, but she caught what she needed. She bit her lip hard to keep from screaming and forced her eyes onto her Divination homework.

It's proven that when Saturn and Jupiter align . . . Will she stop with THE KNEE THING?

She hadn't realized she let out a groan until the people around her gave her strange looks. She was tempted to growl at them, but she realized how deranged that was and hastily bowed her head. She still had to bang her fist in frustration, though, when she still couldn't focus on what happened when Saturn and Jupiter aligned.

A couple minutes later, her nose was touching the book in stubborn concentration when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She yelped and ended up almost falling out of her chair in surprise, but Remus' voice startled her into sanity.

"Are you alright, Emma?" he asked, and she could tell that he was trying not to laugh.

She scrambled to stand in front of him and tried not to be affected by how handsome he was for once. She put her hands on her hips and was completely aware of how much of a mess she was - her hair felt like it was sticking up everywhere, her eyes were probably startling wide and her school robes were frumpled. He put his fingers to his mouth and his eyes danced with amusement as he took in her appearance.

She sniffed. "What?" she snapped defensively.

He raised his eyebrows, shrugging. "Nothing, nothing, you just look a little . . . " he trailed off, waving a hand over her, "frazzled."

She swallowed and frowned, shaking her head unconvincingly. "Nope. No, I'm completely . . . not frazzled."

He bit his lip and shook with silent laughter. She ignored him pointedly and plopped back down into her chair.

"If you'll excuse me, Remus, I'm trying to work on homework." she huffed.

"Emma," he said gently, still smiling as he sat down beside her, "You want to tell me what's wrong?"

She met his gaze evenly. "No."

He nodded, leaning back. "Alright. Well, you want to hear about Kelly then?"

"That's her name?" she scoffed, "What a horrid name. It's generic and . . . and not - not . . . " she trailed off lamely, failing miserably at insulting the Ravenclaw.

He stared at her, looking half-amused and half-shocked. "Right. Well, you want to know what I think?" he asked, putting his forearms on the table and leaning toward her.

She instinctively leaned away. "What?"

"I think you're jealous," he replied gleefully, smiling coyly. "And I also think it's kinda cute. You know I'm not interested in her at all, right?"

She froze and slowly looked up at him. "You - you did that on purpose? To make me jealous?"

He frowned innocently. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

She gaped at him. "Remus - Lupin, you are vile and arrogant and - and stupid and I never want to see you again!" she exclaimed as she hastily grabbed papers and ink bottles and pens, trying to bolt out of the library as she did so.

A moment later, she felt a hand on her arm and looked up at Remus with helpless eyes. He half-smiled affectionately.

"Stay with me."

She swallowed. "Er - "

"Please?" he pleaded quietly, "I know I'm not much of a catch, but there's no way I'm letting you get away."

He smiled and shrugged half-heartedly. She took a deep breath and tried to supress her smile.

Dear mother of Merlin, does he practice those puppy-dog eyes in the mirror?

After a moment, she obliged - and she'd never agreed to anything so whole-heartedly in her life.