I wandered into the common room and spotted Remus staring into the fire. "Hey," I called out to him amicably, "What's with you keeping my usual spot warm?" I walked over to him and sat on the opposite coach.

He looked at me, leaning his elbows on his legs. "Just testing it out. Getting a look inside your head." So we both sat there looking into the fire for a few minutes, his words bouncing about in my head. After a while he said, "He saw you, you know." And then we sat silently again.

"What? I asked still gazing distractedly in the fire.

"James saw you today at the Three Broomsticks with that apparition intern."

"And?"

Remus stood up. I slowly averted my eyes from the fire. "Do you have any ideas how many times I have heard about your trip on Valentines Day with James? I've counted. 78 times. Do you know how many times you've talked to him since February? Twice." He looked at me heavily.

"Why are you telling me this Remus?" I furrowed my brow.

He moved towards the boy's staircase. "Just, don't play with him just because you can." He turned to walk away but I wasn't going to let him do that.

"Oh no you don't Lupin," I jumped off the couch and over to the staircase. He met me at the bottom step, his tall frame towering over mine. "I have played no games. We went to the bar as mates. He said it, not me. He said as mates. It was fun and he's not a bad guy. I'll admit it. I don't hate him now is all. Would you prefer I treat him like an enemy again? Then would I not be playing games? I don't know what you want from me Remus. I'm not going to jump into his arms just because he's obsessed with me."

"But do you have to flaunt guys right in front of him?" He asked starting to look angry.

"Flaunt? Flaunt Remus? I get asked to the three broomsticks and just because I spot you boys in the corner, am I supposed to flee the bar? Throw a wig on the guy and make him pretend he's one of my girlfriends? Or am I to retreat to the Hogshead and risk whatever Aberforth has in those glasses?" I shook my head trying to calm my anger. It was the red hair I swear.

I looked up at Remus and saw his face red with fury. "He didn't ask to fall for you." He turned to walk away and I caught him on the arm. I felt the muscle twitch.

"And I didn't ask him to!!" I responded angrily. Breathing deeply, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to calm down. "What do you want me to do Remus?" I hissed. "Talk to him more? Talk to him less? Give up my life? Jump into his bed?" I let go of him and walked over to my couch hearing Remus slowing following me. Each step cooled my anger more until I sat and became completely calm, cool in contrast to the burning flame in the hearth. "I don't know what you're asking me for Remus, but there is a 95 chance that today was the last he'll need to see of Chris."

I heard him breathe in the corner. "Just wear your hair down tomorrow." He turned back towards the stairs.

"Why?" I asked turning from the fire.

"Well, for one, you don't wear your hair down enough and also, seeing you with a guy might be easier for James than seeing that love bite on the left side of your neck."

I shot up and to the mirror on the wall. I groaned on the sight of the dark purple mark. I turned to look at Remus but he was gone. Sighing, I went to my own staircase and made my way to my bed.

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I just enjoyed writing this as a fictional piece. I didn't have a jealous man to think about but I like this take on the relationship between Remus and James and Remus and Lily. I like how Remus and Lily are kind of brutally honest with each other so it's obvious they have a friendship even though they are at ends with each other. They know the other. They know how to push the buttons, ask the questions, and make the other think about what they're thinking.

Starting my internship soon so hopefully, I will have time write still.

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