Wolfstar Oneshots

"I'm not saying I told you so..."

A/N: This is based inspired by one of the prompts from that list I found on Tumblr, shown above.

*Remus POV*

"Remmy," Sirius flops down beside me on the couch.

I ignore him and continue reading. He notices I'm ignoring him. So he rolls over and buries his head in my shoulder.

"Moony!" He whines.

I continue to focus my attention on my book. He rolls away from me and makes a "Hmph" noise. I ignore him again. He sighs dramatically.

"What?" I finally break.

"So you do care about me," he cheers.

I roll my eyes, "What do you want from me?"

"I'm bored," he complains.

"That sounds like a 'you' problem," I state, picking up my book.

Now, where was I? Crash! James burst into the common room, knocking over a small first year in the process.

"Help!" James says, running over to where Sirius is sitting.

"What's the issue?" Sirius perks up.

This will give Sirius something to do. I take a sip of tea and return to my book.

"Lily finally said yes! And we're going on a date tonight and I need you two to play stylist," he points at Sirius and me.

I spit out my tea with shock.

"Why me?" I ask.

"You know Lily so you'll know what she likes. You'll be able to tell us what she would like and what she will not like," he explains.

"Great, now let's go. It's not every day your straight friend asks for a makeover," Sirius stands from the couch grabbing both mine and James' wrists to know, pulling us upstairs.

"I don't want a full-" James starts.

"Shh, you're in my hands now, Deery," Sirius cuts him off.

"But-" James protests.

"No buts. I know what I'm doing. Come with me, sweetie." He guides James up the stairs and I trail along behind him.

He sets James down on the bed. He then walks over to James' trunk.

"Moony, darling, follow me," he waves me over to him.

I follow him over. He lifts the lid of the trunk up and begins looking for some clothes.

"Do you only have uniforms in here?" I ask.

"Yeah," he shrugs.

"Tsk, tsk. This will not do," Sirius sighs.

"What about no uniform days? Or the yule ball?" I further question his fashion methods.

I mean I'm by no means an expert but even I know you should have some variety. Maybe James asking for our help is a good thing.

"I just have my mum owl me the suit," he explains.

"Okay, well a suit is too formal for this anyway, so we can go through some of my and Remus' clothes together. Remus, can James borrow that blue jumper that you never wear?" Sirius turns to me.

"Which one?" I furrow my brow.

"The plain baby blue one?" He asks.

"I have a baby blue jumper?" I look at him.

He smiles at the confusion on my face.

"Okay, I'll take that as a yes. Now, Remmy, can you do something about James' hair, please?" He instructs.