Harry potter one shot/(requests are OPENED)

Matchmaker/(R.L)

Request: not a request, requests are opened btw

Summary: Remus finally find the courage to confess to y/n, with a little help from Sirius.

Warning: insecurity, jealous Remus, Sirius being his flirty self, fluff, happy ending,marauders era

Word Count: 1413

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The sun dipped low in the sky, casting golden hues across the Hogwarts grounds. As students flocked to the Great Hall for dinner, Remus Lupin lingered near the edge of the lake, a book clutched in his hand but neglected. His gaze was fixed on a figure shimmering in the last rays of sunlight-Y/N, a Hufflepuff with laughter that danced through the air like fireflies on a warm summer night.The other marauders were sprawled near him, their antics echoing while James was animatedly recounting another tale of his latest Quidditch exploits, his hands flailing dramatically.

"-and the Bludger nearly took my head off! Can you believe it?" he exclaimed, eyes sparkling.

Sirius leaned back, a smirk plastered on his face. "You mean it nearly took your ego off. You're practically invincible, Potter."

"Hey!" James shot back, tossing a piece of popcorn at him. "You'd be singing a different tune if it had hit me!"

"Oi, Moony!" James' voice broke through his reverie, punctuated by the sound of footsteps crunching on gravel. Remus turned, forcing a smile "Are you listening to us or-"

"Yes, prongs," he replied, though his eyes flicked back to Y/N.

"Still staring at her like a lovesick pup?" Sirius Black grinned as he joined them, a teasing glint in his eye. "You know, if you keep this up, you might just scare her away."

"Shut it, Pads," Remus muttered, a blush creeping up his neck. "It's not like that."

"Sure, it's not," Peter Pettigrew chimed in, adjusting his hair as he caught up with the group. "You've only been watching her for weeks. Just confess already!"

Remus sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's not that simple. She's... different. Perfect, really. I don't want to ruin our friendship."

"Or you're just scared," Sirius said, a smirk playing on his lips. "How about this? I'll maybe go talk to her i mean she's pretty good looking. Get a rise out of you. Then you'll have no choice but to confess."

Remus shot him a glare. "You wouldn't dare."

"Watch me," Sirius said, his smile widening as he strode toward Y/N, who was laughing with her friends near a patch of wildflowers.

"Pads, don't!" Remus called after him, but it was too late. Sirius was already leaning against a tree, his posture casual but his eyes sharp with mischief.

"Hey, Y/N!" Sirius called, his voice smooth like honey.

Y/N turned, her eyes lighting up with recognition. "Sirius! What's up?"

"Just enjoying the view," he replied, winking dramatically. "But I think it just got a whole lot better now that you're here."

"Ugh, Black," she laughed, rolling her eyes, but a flush crept into her cheeks. "You're impossible."

"Impossible to resist?" he shot back, that trademark grin of his flashing.

Remus clenched his fists, a knot of jealousy tightening in his chest. He glanced at James, who was watching with an amused expression.

"See? This is what happens when you don't act, Moony," James said, nudging him with his elbow. "You have to let her know."

"I can't just-" Remus started, but the sight of Y/N laughing at something Sirius said made the words stick in his throat.