I was dozing off in History of Magic class – how else do you think I could keep up that marvelous failing streak? – but Remus Lupin woke me up just as Professor Binns was walking down my aisle. I wouldn't think much of it – he's a nice guy after all, but there's more. He's always smiling at me in the hallways. "Hi, Dahlia," he says and beams.
By this point, there aren't any guys left like him. They've all abandoned acting like first years with crushes. Instead, they get to the point. Go out with me. Go to bed with me. That's all that guys want. No more "I like you."
I used to actually believe that boys wanted more than that. I thought they actually appreciated girls, they actually wanted love.
What is Lupin hiding? He's no different than any other boy – why is the last one left pretending he is?
I'm flattered he likes me, but I don't really want to go to bed with him – by the time he gets around to asking me.
