Eeeepsies. Sorry the update took so long, I've had it written and stuff, I've just been too busy to fanfictorise it. And it's not exactly like my chappies are remarkably long. Anyways, next one should be up in a few days, reviews please? - ...and I know it might appear like I havn't exactly got much of a plot going on yet, (because I havn't), but one will establish it's wee self soon.
"Lily...Lily, stop I can't!"
"Why not!" replied Lily, incredulously, "it's not like I'm some giggling dolt, we get along, we're friends...and we, we...we read the same books!"
"Yes...but, I don't, I can't, Lily...just please."
"If this is because of Potter, you do realise I will have no reluctance in relieving you of your manhood."
At this, Remus failed in his attempts to suppress a small smirk.
"Oh, Merlin! That sounds...Look, I'll castrate you, okay?"
"Please don't. And, it's not because of James. ...well, not all because of James. I'm just..." and with a sigh, Remus continued, "I'm just not good for you and...oh, please just leave it."
But the tenacious, ferocious, (all other such words ending with –cious), red-head, never being one to just 'leave it' reached out with one hand to grab his and the other hand she let caress his face, running her fingers over his cheek. Ignoring his exasperated sigh, she buckled all her Gryffindor courage she soon fumbled her lips onto his. Well, at least until he leaped apart from her, spluttering and choking all the while.
"Lily! What was that?" he squeaked, in shock and undisguised horror.
"A kiss, Remus," Lily said plaintively and quietly, with anguished desperation at his reaction.
"I didn't mean it like that! ...I mean, why?"
"Havn't we been through this before. I fancy you, alright," Lily sighed, the blood rising to her cheeks presenting a deep red blush fit to compete with her hair colour, "and I just thought for one brief insane moment, that you might've liked me too."
"But, Lils..." murmured Remus, the empathic guilt, evident in his face.
"But nothing...you don't. At least I know that now. Though, what's all that you're not good for me rubbish? I mean, if you're not good for me, who is?"
"It's not that simple." replied Remus, thinking James, "I'm...well, I'm, eh."
"A werewolf. I know and I don't care."
"No, not that," said Remus, realisation biding it's time to sink in. "Wait! WHAT! How could you know! How did you find out! Lily, Lily, please don't hate me. Please don't tell. ...oh, merlin...Lily."
Remus's hands began to shake and his face was a picture of unmasked horror, fear and shame, the expression in his eyes, both chilling and heart-wrenching. And Lily, try as she might to placate him with attempts at hugs was unnerved as Remus inched away from her, throwing nervous looks all around with each and every movement. As if, searching for people hidden in the dark corners, waiting for a chance to hurt him.
"Remus, calm down. Look, I figured it out ages ago, no one else know, I didn't, I wouldn't tell anybody."
"...but, how?" Remus managed to stutter and stumble out.
"Oh, come off it. I'm not the brightest witch in the school for nothing."
"Modest too." said Remus, regaining his composure, "Lily, I – "
"Look, I still think of you the exact same way, you're Remus Lupin and your lycanthropy only makes me admire and respect you for your remarkable strength and courage." Lily smiled, wistfully, "it's probably why I like so much."
"Thank you." mumbled Remus, blushing lightly.
"...but, Remus?"
"Yes?"
"You said no. That, that wasn't it. That it wasn't why you wouldn't go out with me. So, I have to ask...why?"
And the blush marring Remus's cheeks suddenly deepened and as he began to speak his words all ran into each other as stuttering, he quickly spat out, "Because. Because, I'm already sort of dating somebody and I like him a lot, and we're keeping it really quiet...nobody knows and you can't tell and I'm sorry."
"Oh."
"Sorry."
"No, it's... it's okay. Wait! ...him?" Lily eyes widened.
"I meant her," he replied, his voice raised a tone or two. "Her."
"No, you didn't, you meant him."
"I did, honest. Slip of tongue, people make mistakes all the time."
"But, I've never seen you hang out with any guys other then Potter, Black and Pettigrew."
"Lily, listen it's not what I -"
"It can't possibly be Potter and I really, really doubt it's Peter...so."
"...meant, you see...I just."
"So...oh, god! You're dating Sirius Black."
"Lily!"
"I mean, wow. I'm sort of shocked but then...it makes perfect sense. I don't quite know what to say, I can't believe I didn't realise...it's so obvious. You guys are just so..." said Lily, by this stage not even acknowledging Remus.
"So what!" screeched the werewolf.
"...opposite and yet, so right. And you're so close too."
"Lily, you can't tell anybody." Remus panicked, "not a soul. No gossiping to your friends or anything."
What to you take me for? Of course I won't tell, I promise."
"You can't even mention it in passing, not to James, not anybody?"
"Ja – Potter doesn't know?"
"No."
"How can you keep that from him? How does he not notice?"
"We can't let anybody know. Please, Lily?"
"Don't worry, I won't breathe a word to anybody. Well...as long as you decline from telling people how I embarrassed myself, kissed you and practically begged you to go out with me. I'm actually going to go now, things have gotten increasingly awkward. I'll take to you later, okay?
"If it's awkward for you imagine how I must be feeling...pushed out of a closet and a full moon. And, Lily?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks."
"Don't mention it...wolfy." smiled Lily.
"Oi! Know-it-all."
"Pouf."
"Witch."
"Hey, at least I'm not the one dating Sirius Black."
"And at least I'm not in denial about fancying James Potter."
"Yeah, right." Remus rolled his eyes, and then seductively whispered, "and I'm not a gay werewolf. Goodbye Lily." And with that, Remus re-entered the common room and upon seeing Sirius he motioned for him to go up to the dormitory and that's where he headed himself. Deliberately ignoring James desperate questions and avoiding his fleeting gazes.