Another club

The club (Harrimus Oneshot)

Harry potter sat at the bar in the club. His friends had brought him there in the hopes that he would meet someone he actually liked. Well they were supposed to be his best friends anyway. But as soon as they had entered the club they had gone off to find the dance floor, leaving him alone. Harry watched the crowded dance area. He didn't go out very often and his friend were always complaining that he never went home with anybody if he did go out but there was a perfectly good reason for it: he was waiting for the right person to come along so he could settle down and maybe even have a family. But it seemed that his luck had betrayed him tonight. No one had caught his eye and no one had approached him. He had lost track of his best friends Ron and Hermione some time ago and he figured that if they weren't dancing he didn't want to know what they were getting up to. So he resigned himself to quietly sitting on his bar stool with his lemonade.

A small while later he was getting bored and he was getting ready to leave. He was fed up with just sitting there while his friends were having fun. He stood up and put his coat on when he heard a small cough behind him. He was lucky he heard it actually because the music was quite loud in here. He turned and came face to face with a guy his age who had shockingly blond hair and very aristocratic features. He nodded and smiled politely at this man who had his hand on Harry's arm.

"Hello I couldn't help but see that you were sat here all on your own and without a proper drink." His accent was very posh. "So I was wandering if you would allow me to get you something." The blonde man carried on. Harry got a good look at this guy and he wasn't his type. This was the type of guy who was good looking, and knew it, and also by the looks of it very stuck-up. He looked at the man's clothes, everything the man had on looked really expensive and he immediately knew this guy was loaded.

"No, thank you for the offer but I was just leaving actually, it's getting a little late." Harry tried to respond politely but the man didn't take the hint that Harry really didn't want a drink with him.

"No really, I insist let me buy you something stronger than what you've already been drinking." The man, Harry still didn't know his name, stepped closer to him into his personal space. Harry stepped backwards and hit something solid behind him. He turned,

"Sorry..." the rest of his apology died on his lips as he looked at what he had walked into, or rather who. It was a very handsome man probably quite a few years his senior but that didn't matter to Harry, this guy was beautiful. He was impossibly tall and well-built, with broad shoulders and there were scars across his face. But instead of ruining the handsome features of the man's face, they complemented it greatly and gave him a more badass look.

"No worries. Is this man bothering you?" this beautiful man said. Harry could do nothing but stutter and he took that as his answer. "You," he addressed the blonde, "Stop bothering this young man and go find somebody else to hit on." He said in a stern calm voice. Harry noticed this man had a 'not to be messed with' attitude. The blonde looked at this newcomer and decided that he would have no chance going up against a six foot something, obviously muscled bloke. He walked away with a sniff and stuck his nose in the air. Harry watched him go and then turned back to his saviour.

"Well thank you for that, I was starting to think that I would never get away." He tried for a smile and the guy smiled back.

"No problem. I'm Remus by the way, Remus Lupin" The man-Remus-stuck out his hand for Harry to shake.

"Harry Potter and I think I owe you a drink" he took the offered hand and tried to flirt, not something he was the best at.

"That's no problem, I thought I heard you were leaving." Remus replied with a wild smile. Harry shook his head and shrugged his coat off.

"No really I want to thank you properly. Now what do you want?" Remus couldn't refuse him so he said large whiskey.