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BEST FRIEND'S GIRL

Chapter Eight: My Girl

"I've got sunshine, on a cloudy day… when it's cold outside, I've got the month of May."

Lily sang, rather off-key, as she spun around, trying to liven up her reluctant dance partner.

"Come on, Remmy!" she teased, her hair flying in a million directions, "You can't be that bad."

"I don't dance, Lily," Remus sighed, trying to pull away from her.

"Nuh-uh!" Lily grinned, grasping onto his hand even more tightly. "I'm not going to let you go that easily, Remus Lupin." She smiled up at him, her green eyes sparkling with adoration.

"Well, good," Remus smiled back, "I plan on holding onto you for a while as well, Lily Evans."

With that, he leaned down to kiss his girlfriend of three months, feeling happier than he could remember being in a long, long time.

"Remus?" she asked him, her smile a little too innocent. She was most definitely up to something.

"Yes?" he said wearily. Full moon had been two days ago, and he was still exhausted. He was still here, though, because he was never too tired for Lily.

"Would you do anything for me?" she whispered. Her expression was completely serious, but he could still see the glint of mischief in her glittering eyes.

"Anything," Remus whispered. He had said a lot of words in his life, but he had never meant any of them as much as that one.

"Promise?" She asked.

"Yes. I promise." He stared down at her, and she reached up onto her tip-toes to kiss him on the forehead.

Then, she grinned. "Good, so you'll dance with me."

Remus groaned, "I knew I was getting set up, I just knew it…"

"A promise is a promise." Lily giggled, holding out her hand to him once again.

He rolled his eyes at her, pretending to be a lot more annoyed than he really was, and took it.

"What is this rubbish, anyway?" he sighed, tilting his head towards the muggle record player.

"It's the Temptations!" Lily exclaimed, running over to turn it up and imitating Smokey Robinson's falsetto as she twirled around the Room of Requirement.

"My girl, my girl, my girl! Talking bout, my girl, my girl!"

Remus glared at her for a moment, taking hold of her waist, "Should I feel threatened by this girl of yours?" he asked sarcastically.

Playfully, Lily slapped him on the arm. "Don't you like it?" she giggled, knowing that he hated it, but that he would put up with it just for her.

"I prefer the Beatles," he sighed, but cracked a smile anyway.

"You are still not dancing with me, Remus!" she observed, pouting slightly.

Remus grinned at her. Lily had always been so mature before, seeming quiet and almost reserved at times. He loved how she came out of her shell around him, unafraid to show off her many quirks, or act like an eight-year-old. "I am too," he protested weakly.

"You are not!" Lily laughed. "I am dancing. You are merely holding my hand while I dance."

"But the best part about dancing is that I get to hold your hand," he argued sweetly.

Lily loved this. She was completely, blissfully happy. She had the boyfriend that she had always wanted; gorgeous, smart, funny, and sweet enough to pull off a cheesy line like that. He was nearly perfect… but she still wanted him to dance with her.

"Come on!" Lily begged, "Please?"

He looked down at her face, and felt his heart start to warm up. She looked so happy, so excited at the thought of dancing with him. What guy could possibly resist?

He wasn't nearly as bad as he'd said he was, Lily noticed as they danced together. He was quite good, really, for a boy.

The danced until the song ended, at which point they collapsed onto the couch, landing in a perfect cuddling position.

"Maybe the Temptations aren't too bad," Remus whispered, as Lily leaned her head against his shoulder.

"I knew you liked it." She grinned. "I see right through you, Remus Lupin."

"Is that so?" he asked her, looping his arm around her shoulder.

"Yup." Lily nodded. "You say you hate the Temptations, and that you can't dance, but you loved both just now, didn't you?"

He didn't particularly want to admit it, but she was right. "Go on."

"You act like you're such a stickler for the rules, Mr. Prefect; nice Marauder. But you let James and Sirius get away with stuff, and I bet you help them half the time. Also, you don't really take notes in all of your classes. Sometimes you doodle. Or write letters."

He nodded. "All true."

"And, every time you hear that song, no matter how much you claim that you can't stand it, you will think about me and you'll smile."

He looked down at her and grinned. "Well, Lily, I won't be able to help it. You're 'my girl'."

"Do I bring you sunshine on cloudy days, Rem?" she giggled, lacing her fingers with his.

"Always." He muttered.

"Don't you love that?" Lily whispered in his ear.

He shifted so that he was looking at her, their faces only centimeters apart. Taking a deep breath, he said what he had wanted to tell her since the day they had first kissed.

"I love you."

Lily looked back at him for a moment, and jumped off the couch. He followed her, over to the bookshelf, and waited for her to tell him that she didn't love him, that she couldn't see why he had to bee so serious all the time, that things were moving too fast.

Lily didn't say any of that though. Instead, she looked up a him, broke into her huge smile, and whispered,

"Could you say it again?" her eyes were brimming with tears.

"I love-" but before he could finish the sentence, she threw her arms around his neck, kissing him fiercely.

When they broke apart, Remus grinned down at her.

"That went rather well," he noted, and Lily nodded.

"I'd say so," she agreed happily.

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Later, they were settled onto one of the arm chairs, Lily on Remus' lap. He was smiling slightly, playing with her gorgeous silken hair.

"Do you really love me?" Lily asked again. She couldn't help it. She wanted to hear him say it as many times as possible.

"Of course," he whispered, "for always."

For always. The words sent shivers down her spine. To think that anyone would want to put up with her for that long was overwhelming, yet completely beautiful.

"Cool." She giggled, holding his hand once more. They were silent for a long time, content to just be near each other. That is, until Lily realized that there was something she'd yet to say.

"Hey, Remmy?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you too," Lily smiled. "For always."

In complete sincerity, Remus grinned. "Cool."

For that moment, everything was absolutely perfect. Their eyes locked in an intense gaze, green on gold, each one felt somehow… complete. They each thought that the other was more perfect than humanly possible. They had truly found each other; both were sure that they would never find anyone more beautiful, kind, intelligent, funny, brilliant, or wonderful in the entire world.

Lily and Remus were in love- truly, madly, deeply in love. It was for always, Lily was sure. He was her destiny, she told herself, never would she found anyone better.

Remus was just as sure. They had been together for three perfect months, each day more beautiful than the next. Everything was lovely and wonderful and incredible. She was 'his girl', and they were in love, in love for always. What could possibly go wrong?