Gone
RemusxLily. Remus can't help but fall for the only girl who can match him for wit and brain, it's only a shame that she's his best friend's one true love.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Written for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments): Speed Drabble
Prompts:
ink (word)
"What more do you want from me?" (dialogue)
Remus Lupin/Lily Evans (pairing)
Word Count: 450
They sat together in the library, two heads brushing together as they hunched over their essays. Her red hair fell over the parchment and he reached up to brush it away. She flinched as his hand grazed her cheek and he moved away from her slightly, putting a physical distance between them.
"Remus-"
He turned his head away from Lily and the words caught in her throat.
"Remus please." Her voice was low and he knew that if he dared to look at her he would be caught in the emerald pools of her eyes and he would never escape. "Remus look at me"
"What?" Like a deer caught in the headlights he looked up at her suddenly. "What more do you want from me?"
She recoiled at his tone. "Remus we need to talk."
He wished that she would stop saying his name. Every time she spoke his name in that whisper he could hardly help but imagine her leaning closer to him, whispering to him- "Stop"
She looked at him in surprise and he realised he had spoken aloud.
"Lily we can't."
"But-" She bit her lips and it was all he could do to keep himself from covering her lips with his.
"What happened yesterday was a mistake." He spoke cooly and ignored the look of pain that flashed across her face. "It shouldn't have happened. We had both had too much to drink.
"Do I really mean so little to you?" She asked, and he ducked the question.
"Lily, if James had been there-"
"Don't you dare say his name." Her hurt was replaced by defiant anger. "Don't you dare blame your cowardice on him. James Potter is an arrogant toe rag and if you're willing to throw this away, to throw me away so that you can feel good about yourself then it's obvious that I've misread the situation."
Lily got to her feet, throwing her books into her bag. With one last look at him, she gave him one last chance. He could see the pleading in her eyes, the way she implored him to grab onto her and stop her leaving but he could do nothing. He loved her, and yet he forced himself to stay seated. Loyalty to James made him grip tightly onto the edge of the table and do nothing as she left.
He watched her go, suddenly swishing around, and when he looked down he saw that in her haste she had overturned a bottle of ink. The black liquid slowly seeped through the parchment that they had been working on, obliterating all sign of their collaboration until the writing was gone.