Status: 37/45
Word Count: 452
Theme: Modest

"Hello, Remus!"

Remus looked up and saw Lily approaching, a bright smile on her face.

Behind her was James, peering around a stack of books with a predatory look to his face, eyes glazed over. Beside him was Sirius, a smirk on his face as he kept closing the Potter's mouth every few seconds as it slowly opened and drool started to dribble down his chin. Both boys stayed behind, apparently stalking Lily (in James's case) or Remus (in Sirius's case).

Lily seated herself across the werewolf and continued to smile brightly. "My, beautiful weather, isn't it?"

Remus nodded, pulling his book closer to himself. "It is wonderful."

The girl sighed, putting on a dreamy look as she stared at the boy.

Remus felt uneasy at both the look the girl was giving him and the murderous look that James was giving him now.

Suddenly, the red head shot up. "I know! Why don't we go outside? Just you and me, Remus. Together--" she emphasized her speech, eyes wide and twinkling mischievously as she grabbed the boy's hands and intertwined fingers. "--let's sit under that tree on that hill--the one that overlooks the lake. It's got flowers in full bloom on it. It'll be fun, it'll be--" she closed her eyes, batting them slightly flirtatiously. "--romantic."

Remus blinked and pulled his hands back. "Uh--I don't--I don't think we should--" He could just feel the desire to kill emanating off of James. Oddly, the same aura was pouring off of Sirius too now.

Lily laughed, waving a hand. "Oh Remus, always the modest one. I promise, I won't bite." She smirked. "Much."

"THAT'S IT."

Lily continued to smirk as Sirius bounded across the floor and pounced onto Remus, clinging to him like a squirrel. He hissed at the girl and wrapped his legs around Remus's waist. "He's mine, got it? Mine. M-i-n-e. All mine. You get your own boyfriend."

The smirk widened to outrageous proportions before realization dawned on Remus. It was a setup--a set up to get Sirius to admit the truth and to bring it out of the dark.

And it had worked like a charm.

Lily waved a hand. "Oh dear, I do believe I'm in distress now. Who will sit with me under the tree on that hill--the one with the flowers--overlooking the lake." A sigh escaped her lips.

There was a trail of fire left behind James after he zipped over to the table and leaned on it casually, putting on a cool face. "Did I hear a damsel in distress? I do believe I can help."

Lily looked over to Remus and winked.

He smiled back.