Marauders Oneshots (OPEN REQUESTS)

Casanova of the Gryffindor (R.L)

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"What do you think you're doing?".

You jumped back from the railing and cursed, turning around to catch who intruded your therapy session at the Astronomy tower.

Remus Lupin.

You straightened yourself out, adjusting your tie while clearing your throat.

"A bit obsessed with me Lupin don't you think?".

"In your dreams love. But you still didn't answer my question?".

You scoffed, if only he knew he was in your dreams.

He was there every night to be honest and you just couldn't take it anymore.

Remus Lupin was the unofficial Casanova of the Gryffindor, even if he didn't like to admit it.

Everyone knew it, including his gang of marauders.

Don't get me wrong, James and Sirius were total playboys and had the majority of houses in cahoots with them.

But Lupin was something else. He had the mischief, charm, intelligence and good looks which even hypnotized the Slytherins.

And if that didn't explain Lupin's popularity I don't know what would.

If there's one thing you vowed since year 3 it was not to fall for a Marauder. Especially him.

He was the true heartbreaker when you thought about it. While Sirius and James were more direct with their flings, Remus actually felt sorry for his ex girlfriends and would try to be as sweet as possible when ending things.

Now that was truly humiliating, only because you would find him with another girl that same afternoon.

It just wasn't a play you could make...until last month.

He let out the loudest and most obnoxious laugh in the Great Hall and since then you were hooked.

Dangerous Lupin.

Dangerously charming and irresistible.

So you avoided him as much as you could, that was until now.

He raised his eyebrow and walked closer to you until he was only a few centimeters away.

"You're usually lost but not this lost. Shall I take you to the infirmary?" he whispered softly.

"You're not funny let's get that straight. Even the Slytherin beater, Marcus, could make me laugh." you retorted.

Lupin immediately frowned.
It was a direct hit to his ego.

You see the thing is, Marcus is actually Spanish. He doesn't speak a word of English the entire time he's been at Hogwarts and we don't really think he ever will.

Remus became audibly offended at your response, glaring at you playfully.

"Oh did I get Mr. Prefect a little angry? I'm not even exaggerating ya know.".

Remus looked as if he was trying not to laugh and stay serious at the same time.

He chose another option, moving closer to you until your back was cornered against the classroom's wall.

"Need something? It's almost past curfew-".

Remus cut you off by pressing his finger to your lips, "It is past curfew love. But it really looks like you need to be taught a lesson.".

You stifled a laugh, "Go ahead smart-ass, take away my house points. We're in the same house after all so what good is that going to do?".

He smirked at your cockiness holding eye contact, "Smart girl. You better think of something soon darling or I'll be forced to keep you here until you do.".