Famous vs. Werewolf (a Remus Lupin Love Story)

Remus' Lady-Friend

Remus' POV

Three months have passed and I am still trying to get over my Angel. Key word there- trying. I've started dating Paige. I don't know why I chose her... but... well, I got nothing. Angel hates her, so basically she avoids the two of us.

It's not exactly what one would call a wholesome relationship but it keeps my mind off of Angel. It's a relationship that involves snogging- that's about it. But even my thoughts of Paige couldn't stop my distress when I saw Angel and Regulus laughing and pushing each other into the Black Lake from the shore near our group.

I nudged Prongs and hinted him to look at the pair- his mouth fell open and he grabbed Padfoot's head to look at them too. He rolled his eyes.

"It's not news guys. She has friends other than us too, you know."

I stared at Padfoot in disbelief. "You mean you don't care?"

"They're friends- relax. Besides,"

"Besides WHAT, Padfoot?" I snapped- irritated

He paused "Angel and I baggs the Room of Requirement tonight!"

My breath hitched.

"Nope." Prongs popped the p.

I exhaled gratefully.

"Why not?" Padfoot demanded

"Lily and her friends booked it- we're not allowed in. If we disturb them Lily will KILL ME!"

Padfoot rolled his eyes "Fine- you guys are just gonna have to put up with the two of us"

I sighed defeatedly- I knew what that meant- snogfest. I mentally groaned.

By now Padfoot, Wormtail and Prongs knew my game and hated the idea. They know it's not working- and this was their way of payback.

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Raine's POV

"But, but, but... why?" Jim stuttered

"I've outgrown you."

He looked heartbroken- we were an item for six days. Well- a week if you count today.

His breath hitched as I kissed his cheek- leaving a black kiss mark from my lipstick; it was my signature breakup sign- didn't come off for a full 24 hours. Everyone knew that when I wore black lipstick- my 'love interest' would be left heart broken by sundown.

I smirked and turned on my heals and headed toward the tree- where all the Marauders meet every night.

"Hey guys! I'm free!" I spoke out as I reached the group- who had just cracked out the firewhiskey, butterbeer and sweets.

They all looked up- smiling "Hey Angel"

"'ello Angel" Padfoot winked at me a few seconds later.

I threw them all my Slytherin smirk and plopped myself down on Padfoot's lap- kissing up his jaw. He groaned and stretched out his neck to allow me access, eyes fluttering shut in pleasure.

A throat was cleared and I rolled my eyes and rested my head on his chest- wrapping my arms around his waist.

"What's up Marauders?" I drawled- letting my Southern origins show through my natural accent- which I usually hid.

I closed my eyes as Sirius nibbled my earlobe. What? That's what I meant by Padfoot and I having our fun... (NB: haha- keep your minds out of the gutter girls and boys!)