"Boyfriend"
A/N: Please listen to Dove Cameron's Boyfriend as you read. Composers: Skyler Stonestreet / Dove Cameron / Evan Blair / Delacey Amaradio. All lyrics within the fic are © Sony/atv Songs Llc, Sony/atv Allegro, Stonestreet Works, Delacey Music, Songs of Universal Inc., Selectorsongs, Dovely Music.
This is AU. Voldemort was defeated three years ago by the Order. Readers' favorites didn't die.
Nymphadora Tonks was frustrated. Months of trying to convince Remus Lupin to go out with her had been in vain. He was at this bar too, but it didn't matter. She knew he would be keeping his distance with his whole 'I am too old for you, and I am a werewolf' bullshit. She was tired of hearing such nonsense, and so, tonight, Tonks dressed specifically to entice him and frustrate him, but she wouldn't approach him. From her hair to her perfume and lipstick, it was all chosen to get him all hot and bothered. Her tight black jeans with certain well-placed rips, black thigh-high leather boots with killer stiletto heels. Her hair was up in a messy bun that left her long neck exposed. She had on a low-cut white silk top and a leather motorcycle jacket that highlighted all her best features. She had put on the perfume he had complimented more than once. Remus did stare at her from a distance but made it a point to try not to make it obvious. Tonks had decided to mess with his head... and his hormones. She was determined to break him tonight, even if it could cost her a lot of gossip and, potentially, her sanity. One of her co-conspirators, Fleur Delacour, should be arriving anytime soon.
Hermione Granger was also a very important part of this. She had come up with most of what they would do. After the war, Hermione spent a year in France with her parents, where she fell in love with burlesque and pole dancing. No one had known about this hobby of hers before this little plan. Hermione had told her one girl night when Tonks had been venting about her frustration with Remus at the younger witch and had been asking if there was any muggle seduction method Hermione had read about that Tonks could use which wasn't illegal. Hermione had smiled like Christmas came early, showed her some burlesque videos, and Tonks was instantly in love. The brunette had made her swear she wouldn't tell anyone that she wasn't just a fan of the art but that she did burlesque herself. Tonks agreed, and Hermione took her to the studio where she danced and even taught the art of seduction. To see the once shy bookworm transform into a veritable goddess of temptation had been quite shocking in the best way.
None of the men in their group of friends knew about her skills, and if it wasn't for the preparation involved for tonight's plot, for which she made the girls sign the magical equivalent of an NDA, the other girls wouldn't know either. Tonks could imagine why she didn't want the boys to know. Ronald was a child, so she understood. Harry would quite possibly implode if he ever saw Hermione move the way Tonks had in that studio. Hot damn. It wasn't just that the brunette was a great dancer. Her whole personality seemed to change when she was dancing. She would stand still and close her eyes to prepare. Then, as soon as the music came on, Hermione would open her eyes slowly and embody her inner goddess. Hermione had taught her and Fleur all about pretense and theatric sensuality. The younger witch was way too good at commanding attention with her eyes and her movements.
Fleur didn't need much help to attract people because her veela half was impossibly good at it, but still, it was quite impressive for a non-veela to manage such raw beguiling magnetism. Tonks needed more help. She was very beautiful, but her tomboyish style didn't show her off to great advantage. Hermione and Fleur had taken her shopping, so the night of their plan she would still look like her but with a little bit more... spice. Hermione had made the most of that year in France. Both Tonks and Fleur had ended up quite hot and bothered when Hermione danced for them. Fleur had always been bi, but now Tonks was questioning a few things that she had held as absolute certainties as well.
Fleur Delacour was dealing with another type of issue that also involved a man... Of course, it did. Fleur had always been more into brains than bodies, but she mostly dated men. Bill Weasley was proving that he wouldn't commit to just her easily. He was a playboy, and she knew that when she met him, but she wouldn't share her man or wait for him to figure things out forever. She refused to be one of those women who were a girlfriend for five years or more and whose boyfriend never proposed. To then have to endure the humiliation of a woman getting the ring she deserved after a few months of dating her ex was a horror she was not willing to experience. En amour comme à la guerre , t ous les coups sont permis, Fleur smirked [All is fair in love and war]. He was hesitant to commit to her. Fine. Let him see that he is just one of her plentiful options. She smirked as she applied her lipstick. Let the torture begin.
Fleur walked into the bar wearing something she had never worn before in public. She preferred things that complimented her figure but were discreet, feminine, and classy. She had a boyfriend, and she felt it was more respectful to him to dress that way. Today, however, she would show him that if he didn't put a ring on it, someone else would. She walked in with her veela allure off but her regular human allure all the way up. Hermione's tips of fake it 'til you make it clear in her mind. Fleur was wearing a deep blue corset top that enhanced her cleavage and her eyes and a skintight white pencil skirt with a slit so high up her thigh that it was a miracle her underwear wasn't showing.
However, she covered all that with a knee-length tan trench coat, and her stripper heels were under a notice-me-not charm that would be deactivated as soon as she took off her coat. Her hair was barely held up by a chopstick, but that would not last long. Her messy beach waves were made to be down. She walked in, and most men and a few women looked at her with appreciation. She walked over to the Weasley booth, but Bill wasn't there, so she took the opportunity to go talk to the DJ in the meantime. The bar had an open mic policy, and both Fleur and Tonks planned to make the most of it. The DJ was elated. She loved convoluted plans. She was ready for this whole thing. She had had new lights installed this week and was excited to put them to good use. When everyone had at least a couple of drinks in them, the DJ began playing loud dance music. Fleur asked Bill to dance, and he refused. He would be too embarrassed, and no one else was dancing.
"If you keep this up, one of these days, I will replace you entirely," Fleur whispered in his ear. "Girls, come on. We don't need any of these sorry excuses for men to dance with us."
"Hey!" Bill complained.
Harry looked at Hermione in confusion, but she just shrugged as Fleur grabbed her hand. Hermione grabbed Lavender, who in turn grabbed Luna, and the blonde grabbed Susan. Ginny knew about the plan, but she wasn't a good dancer, and she was terrified to be a part of something so... crass –at least to her – in front of all her brothers. Nope. Thank you. She would watch. The girls started dancing by themselves in a circle. Most people in the joint needed more alcohol to get to the dance floor. After a couple of songs, the DJ saw Fleur's signal, and the lights were dimmed. People around the bar began wondering what the darkness was all about. When they came back on, Hermione, Lavender, Luna, and Susan had taken off their coats and were sitting on chairs with their legs crossed and their faces covered with masks.
Everyone in the bar stopped what they were doing. Wolf whistles and general exclamations of appreciation could be heard all around. Harry's eyes were fixated on who he knew was Hermione, except it couldn't be her. Could it? She had refused to take off her long coat all night, and now it made sense. She had a metallic red crop top covered in some shiny beads. It had a deep cowl neckline and was held up by straps so thin that they could barely be seen. Her black high-waisted cargo pants made her look curvier than he had ever seen her and showed off the beginning of her defined abs. She was wearing black ankle boots with incredibly high heels that had red soles.
Lavender was wearing something quite different from her usual attire. Ron couldn't stop staring. She usually went for tight, revealing dresses, but tonight, she was wearing a loose deep forest green pantsuit. The pants' legs were wide, and the blazer had an oversized fit, but underneath, she had a cream bralette that was lacy and highlighted her breasts in the best way, and her pants could turn into shorts if necessary. Her D'orsay nude heels went great with either option.
Luna was wearing a midthigh midnight blue dress that, while it had long sleeves, was mostly backless and left little to the imagination as well as Greek-style high-heeled silver sandals. Her ensemble had Neville drooling all over his butterbeer. Susan was wearing an old-school pin-up style dress with a deep sweetheart neckline and a tight waist that flared beautifully from there. It was deep purple, which went very well with her pale skin tone.
Fleur had quickly moved to the bar a few stools away from her very soon to become ex. This whole plan would end up with him proposing the next day or her and Tonks going on holiday and having paparazzi take staged spicy pictures if only to mess with Remus and Bill even further. Tonks was standing in the middle of all the chairs with one of those muggle microphones that hung from a person's ear. She was staring at Fleur, who had a spotlight shining over her as she pretended not to want to be a part of this.
The DJ dimmed most lights except for the spotlight on Fleur and one in Tonks. The music began, and Tonks began singing sultrily with the other girls snapped their fingers to the first verse of the music. She walked slowly with the snaps sashaying her hips toward a blushing Fleur.
I can't believe we're finally alone
I can't believe I almost went home
What are the chances? Everyone's dancing
And he's not with you
Bill almost broke his neck trying to reach his girlfriend, but people had moved to give Tonks room, and he couldn't move. What is happening?! Tonks was looking at Fleur as if she was edible, and Bill felt genuinely scared when Fleur smiled her flirty smile at Tonks, the one he knew so well. He couldn't compete with a metamorphmagus. No one could. Before he could push people out of the way, Tonks had one hand resting on the bar on each side of Fleur, who had rested her hands on the witch's shoulders. The stares the witches shared were smoldering hot. Fleur stood up, which made her be just an inch away from Tonks, and she untied her coat, letting it fall over her stool. There were actual gasps next to her as people saw her outfit. Tonks caressed up Fleur's neck with only one finger and pulled out the chopstick holding her long blonde hair up while her other hand caressed down Fleur's arm to grasp her wrist. Tonks kept singing.
The universe must have divined this
What am I gonna do? Not grab your wrist?
The DJ stopped the song and turned off the lights as Tonks took Fleur to the empty chair on the dancefloor and sat her down. Throwing off her own jacket, she placed herself behind Fleur. The lights came back up slowly, and Tonks sang close to Fleur's ear first. She then began to dance around Fleur seductively.
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Up all night, I won't quit
Remus stared with a seemingly dislocated jaw as Padfoot chuckled into his firewhiskey. "Serves you right for being a coward!" Sirius yelled in his ear over the loud music.
Tonks knelt in front of Fleur and ran her hands slowly up the other witch's thighs. Fleur uncrossed her legs and placed her hands over Tonks' hands. Tonks winked and sat on Fleur's lap, pulling the French woman's hands to caress her body from her breasts and down her abs. By now, Charlie and Percy were both holding Bill back with difficulty.
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
Tonks stood back up and kissed the back of Fleur's hand.
I could be such a gentleman
Plus, all my clothes would fit
Fleur stood up, and Tonks wrapped her arms around her as she placed her leather jacket over her shoulders.
I could be a better boyfriend
Fleur put on the jacket and began dancing with all the other girls while Tonks walked over to Bill, who had just been glued to a seat by a helpful waitress. She stood next to him and started singing once more. This time into his ear, mockingly, while she kept staring at Fleur.
I don't need to tell you twice
All the ways he can't suffice
Here Tonks had actually sat on Bill's thigh and patted his belly with a smirk. And then she walked briskly to stand behind Fleur again. Fleur stood up, grabbed Tonks' hands now, and moved them down her body slowly as they swayed against each other. Hermione smirked as she danced. They were good students.
If I could give you some advice
I would leave with me tonight
Bill struggled furiously against his chair. Had someone disarmed him? No, bloody Tonks had merely taken his wand, and it was now in her back pocket. He was about to scream profanities when he realized she had silenced him as well. Remus shuddered as Sirius did a cooling spell to his crotch that made him jump. Sirius laughed at Remus's murderous stare.
The universe must have divined this, mmm, mmm
Tonks offered Fleur the chair and helped her sit.
Ladies first, baby, I insist
The lights went off, and when they came back it was Fleur who was singing and seducing Tonks as she stared daringly at Remus. Remus's scowl was a sight to behold.
I could be a better boyfriend than him
Fleur pushed Tonks to sit down as she took off Tonks' belt and used it to pull the Auror's head, tilting it against her cleavage as she bent down to graze Tonks' earlobe with her pearly white teeth and sucked on it.
I could do the shit that he never did
Fleur stood up and turned Tonks to face her. She pulled Tonks' waist and crushed her against her own body. She then turned them slightly, pulled Tonks' hair harshly, and kissed her hard. This way, everyone could see that they were really kissing.
Up all night, I won't quit
The lights dimmed again, but before it was pitch black, Remus had to bite the inside of his cheek as he saw Fleur slap Tonks' bum harshly with both hands, just like he had been aching to do as soon as he saw her in those jeans. Fuck! That should be me! Fleur bent over with her bum against Tonks' crotch as she gyrated her hips slowly. Her face was over her shoulder as she winked at a truly hot and bothered Auror.
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus, all my clothes would fit
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could be a better boyfriend
The other girls approached them and began dancing around and against the two witches. Hermione used Tonks and Fleur as her 'pole,' leaving everyone in the bar absolutely shocked by not only her flexibility but also her dance skills as the music slowed. When Hermione started singing, Harry almost fell from his chair, especially because she stared into his eyes the whole time. He could feel his self-control slipping.
I never would have left you alone
Here on your own glued to your phone
Never would have left you alone
For someone else to take you home
Hermione moved away, moonwalking on her heels toward her chair to join the other girls that had moved back to leave her center stage.
Tonks sang again, half an inch away from Fleur's lips as both witches danced against each other. Bill was now trying to get to the stage even with the glued chair, and Remus had to do a second stronger cooling spell to himself before his wolf lost it.
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Up all night, I won't quit
Tonks kissed Fleur and pulled her bottom lip gently in between her teeth. Harry had to join Sirius in holding back Remus, all the while hoping his own state wasn't that noticeable in the dark. Ginny and Neville had to join her brothers to hold Bill back.
I'm gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus, you know my clothes would fit
Fleur danced around Tonks. As she danced, she sang, staring down a fuming Remus as if daring him to do anything about everything she was doing. She even grazed Tonks' neck with her teeth. She knew that the threat of territorial designs would infuriate his wolf. She was right.
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Fleur's left arm 'choked' Tonks, which made the metamorphmagus smirk. Fleur's other hand traveled down the Auror's neck, cleavage, her abs, and then she pushed her hand into Tonks' front pocket and pulled her tighter against her front. Remus had to be tied to the chair with a spell by Sirius as he saw this.
Up all night, I won't quit
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus, all my clothes would fit
As soon as the song ended, both witches kissed each other hard, hands on each other's bums as the lights were dimmed once more. The bar went wild. Everyone was clapping and whistling. Some of Hermione's students from her classes joined the girls bringing their significant others, and they all started dancing to another song, covering the witches from anyone trying to get to them as more dance music played and people got up to join in the dancing.
Remus went to the bar after making sure his physical reaction wasn't too obvious, even with the spells. He was too old for things like this. He knew Tonks wanted his attention, and fucking hell she got it, but she was still too young for him, and he was convinced his lycanthropy would always be an issue. Men swarmed Tonks and were all trying to get her to leave with them or at least accept a drink from them. One of them stupidly slapped her bum without her consent, and Remus saw red. In five long strides, he was next to her and had punched the man so harshly that he was knocked unconscious. This is a losing battle. His wolf wanted this woman as if she was air, and it wanted it as much or worse than his human side did.
"There was no need to hit him," Tonks frowned at him. "I can defend myself."
"Yes, there was," Remus pulled Tonks against him. "You are mine!" he growled in her ear.
"No, I am not... You won't date me, and I am tired of waiting for you. As you can see, I am clearly not waiting because you are my only option," she rolled her eyes at him and turned to leave, but Remus grabbed her harshly.
"I will date you starting tomorrow, but tonight, you are mine," Remus whispered in her ear as he wrapped his arm around her waist from behind, pulling her against his front. Tonks almost gasped at what she felt clearly against her bum. Her eyes darkened, and she apparated them away in the spot. She had waited way too long to care what anyone thought.
Fleur laughed as she saw an irate Bill yelling at the twins to help him get free from the chair. He thought one of their products was to blame, but it was simply muggle superglue.
Fleur walked toward him and patted his blushed cheek. "William, you have 24 hours to make a decision, or I will consider myself, Hermione... What is the saying?"
"Single and ready to mingle," Hermione replied with a chuckle.
"Exactly," Fleur smiled at the brunette. "Come on girls, pajama party at my flat. We can have pillow fights in lingerie and dance some more."
"FLEUR! WAIT!" Bill kept struggling.
"Good night, William," Fleur linked arms with Hermione and Luna, and they left the bar laughing.
Harry and all the other boys stared after them when they left with hanging jaws. Neville was frozen. He was even more in love with Luna now. They had not been expecting the turn that tonight had taken. Harry was now ready to marry Hermione. The way she could move should be illegal, honestly. Had she always been able to do that? No. He would know, right? Ronald pouted at Lavender, who rolled her eyes at her ex and turned her pants to very short shorts with a quick spell, pulling a blushing Susan behind her. Ginny left after them to go home. She wanted no part in any of this.
"What the hell just happened?" Bill asked with dismay.
"You and Remus got your asses handed over to you," Sirius chuckled as his wife Anne started to pull him out of the bar. "You heard Fleur. You have 24 hours to propose, or that girl is a free agent. I would be very concerned as you have two genders to compete with now. At least my Moony finally got lucky," Padfoot laughed. "These new generations are lost! Shame on you..."
"You raised me!" Harry complained indignantly.
"Yes, but you didn't listen . If you had, you would have been the one Hermione used as a pole tonight," Sirius wiggled his brow. Harry blushed, mortified. Sirius laughed, "You snooze, you lose, pup. Hermione will not wait for you forever, and now that everyone saw her many skills ... your competition is about to multiply exponentially," Sirius winked and wrapped his arm around his wife.
"He's right, you know," Anne chuckled. As she kissed Harry's cheek goodbye she whispered. "I wouldn't go home for a couple of hours unless you want to be stuck in your room with strong silencing charms and noise-canceling headphones," she smirked.
"ANNE!" Harry groaned. "EWWW!
"Good night, pup!" Sirius left with a smirking Anne in tow. She was still laughing at Harry's outrage.
"Neville, can I stay at your place tonight, please?" Harry asked with a groan.
"Sure, mate. Let's go. I don't want to stay here without Luna."
"Same; I only came for Hermione," Harry shrugged.
"Let's have our own pajama party!" Ronald proposed.
Everyone looked at him like he was insane.
"No lingerie or pillow fights, duh. We can do something more macho... like helping this poor bastard plan a marriage proposal," Ronald chuckled at Bill's resigned expression.
"The Burrow?" Charlie asked. He had only come back from the bar after paying.
"Nah, Longbottom Manor. My gran is still in Italy."
Bill had to take off his pants with his brothers' help and put on Fleur's coat to leave the bar with some dignity. He had an epic marriage proposal to come up with. Tomorrow he would absolutely tell Tonks off for getting hot and heavy with his soon-to-be wife... if the Auror survived her night with Remus, that is.
A/N: I always wanted to write some Tonks/Fleur in some capacity. This was what came up as I heard this song. :)