Remus Lupin Imagines

DrUnK

REQUEST: Can i get a imagine where the reader is drunk and Remus her boyfriend helps her putting her pyjama on and stuff and she is like " I HAVE A BOYFRIEND" "and he's hotter than u" "don't touch me my boyfriend is super jealous but hot when he is" and stuff like that please😂♥

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It was okay. It was definitely okay to be a Prefect, dating a Prefect and getting drunk on a Hufflepuff win.

It was okay. That was of course if you weren't a light-headed drinker which you were and was currently dancing on one of the tables to a She's a sweet Mamma Jamma by Carl Carlton.

You didn't care though because from what you knew, you were hot, you were NOT drunk and you were having the time of your life.

Hufflepuffs always organized the best of parties and you had to attend them. Remus, who appeared to be your boyfriend at the time, just came to it. It was wild and completely out of hand. As much as Remus pretended to hate it, he loved a good party.

"Moony!" Sirius made his way to him, stumbling over a chair and turning around. " Watch wher- wherrr- where your goinnn mistrr." He slurred out, pointing his finger at the chair.

" I see you're enjoying yourself. " smirked Remus.

"Oh my god, Moony!" Sirius gasped and put his hands on the sides of his head. " This girl makes the best, best, BEST, best cocktails in the world."

" I see she makes them strong too." He chuckled and started to wander around with Sirius falling and stumbling behind him. " I told you to watch it! You-you-you stupid CHAIR! " he shouted once again, causing Remus to snicker in front of him. " Wherrr rr you goin Moon...y? "

" Find my girl. " he replied, his eyes scanning the room

Sirius laughed at him and wrapped his arm around his shoulder, washing a big wave of alcohol over his friend. " Well, FIND NO MORE!" he exclaimed and pointed his finger at the table in the middle. " She's doing the bogey on the table." He snickered and later plopped himself down on the sofa. "Huh! I got tired."

Remus couldn't believe his eyes. He was witnessing you dancing on the table, again. You promised him you wouldn't drink at these kinds of parties without him, especially if the drinks were made by a Hufflepuff. But as usual, you didn't listen.

He walked over to you and helped you down from the table but since you couldn't see him quite clearly, you said the famous rejection line. " Sorry, I have a boyfriend." you slurred out, causing him to chuckle.

" I know, love that is why your boyfriend will take you to your dorm and put you to bed." he spoke gently, wrapping his arm around you.

" You promise you won't do any funny business with me." you pointed your finger at his chest, causing the cup to fall from your hand.

He only shook his head, wrapped his arm around you and lead you to your dorm. You barely walked up the stairs, so as the kind boyfriend that he is, he lifted you himself and carried you up to your dorm.

When the two of you were finally up in your dorm, he laid you on the bed and started to search for your pajamas. You on the other hand only started giggling and stretching over your bed. " You look exactly like my Rem." you narrowed your eyes at him.

" Oh, do I know? " he smirked, continuing to search for your pajama but your closet was a complete mess, so he pulled his jumper you purposely stole from him.

" Yeah. " you continued, rolling on your bed. " He's hotter than you. So sexy with those scars over his body. "

He chuckled and climbed on the bed, taking off your shoes. " I wouldn't do that if I were you." you tried to warn him as he slowly untied your shoes and pulled down your socks.

" And why not? "

" Cuzz my boyfriend will get jeaaaal-ous and he will kick. your. arse." you pushed your finger against his chest before laying back on the bed. " I like him jealous. It looks hot on him." you stretched your arms and looked up at the ceiling. " I used to hate him, you know."

" What?" he stopped undressing you and furrowed his eyebrows at you.

" Ya. He was always so smaaart and sooo "perfect"." you made air quotes before your arms fell back on your sides. " Professors loved him and he was always like this goodie two shoes. So PERFECT with his perfect smile and his perfect hair and perfect grades. Perfect friends and perfect personality."

"I am not a goodie two shoes." he denied quickly, climbing closer to you.

" But you should see him in bed." you closed your eyes, wiggling your hips in the bed. " Now, that's what I call great sex." you smiled and making him blush.

" Good to know, now can you please take your shirt off."

" I just told you I have a boyfriend." you started to defend yourself and crossing your arms over your body.

" I know, I am that boyfriend." he sighed and leaned forward.

That was when you noticed his green eyes. Quickly, you wrapped your arms around his neck and put up a smile on your lips. " Remmyyyy!" you bubbled in his arms. " Oh my god, you wouldn't believe me but there was this guy who kept hitting on me. He kept trying to convince me to take my shirt off." you pulled away and put your hands on his cheeks.

" Oh my god." he sighed and lowered his head. " Come on. Arms up." he ordered and you immediately obeyed, lifting your arms up with a goofy smile on your lips.

He pulled your shirt off and as soon as he did, he put his jumper on you. When he decided to pull your pants down you quickly wrapped them around his waist and gave him one hell of a cheeky grin.

" Not today, love. You're drunk." he chuckled and unwrapped your legs from his waist.

But you didn't listen, only sat up between his legs and wrapped your arms around his neck. Your fingers continued to run through his hair and you slowly kissed him on the lips. He kissed you back but soon pulled away due to the alcohol present on your lips.

You didn't say a word, you only laid your head on his chest and closed your eyes. Feeling his breathing under you and his slow heartbeat, you calmed yourself down and fell asleep in his arms.