Harry Potter Imagines/One-Shots

Remus Lupin: Heated Winter Kisses

"Like this?"

"No, like this."

"There...?"

"Yes! Just like that!"

"Why is it so difficult to wrap a present?!"

You sat in the Gryffindor common room with your classmate- and best friend- Remus, wrapping gifts to send home for the holidays.

Remus couldn't quite figure out a proper bow...

"Are you going to the party tonight?" Remus asked, still looking down at the prim and proper bow that he was so proud of.

"I don't know...I think I'll just stay here and read a book. Your murauder parties are always so energetic, I might cramp your style," you chuckled and put your last present aside.

"What- You're wonderful! And if you're not there then I'll be stuck with James and Sirius all night," Remus had hoped that you would go.

You raised a brow at him, "You think I'm wonderful...?" you asked with a sly grin and he flushed slightly.

Remus looked at the floor and held his face in his hands for a moment, groaning as he seemed at war with himself over something.

"Remus, what's wrong?" you asked, taking his wrists gently and pulling his hands away from his red face slowly.

Suddenly, he snapped his gaze up, "Will you go with me?!" he asked, a bit too loudly, making your eyes go as wide as his...a bit of pink finding its way to your own features. Remus believed that he had failed...

"W-will you go with me-...l-like not as a date- u-unless you want it to be- I mean, I think you're pretty cute- BUT NOT IN A CREEPY WAY!" he was panicking...and he couldn't stop talking, "I-In a way- like I want to hold your hand and take you out to nice places- but I-I don't know- that is- if you- I-..." you were leaning in closer to him, narrowing your eyes, "You smell like roses-! god-!..that's a horrible thing to say...I am so sorry...I'll go hang myself-" you cut him off, grabbing him by his tie and kissing his cheek, then lingering in the close proximity.

"Remus, will you be my date to the party tonight...?" you asked and backed up a bit to see his face...which was burning red.

"I-...I- uh..." he stammered and you giggled.

"Is that a yes, Moony...?" you asked with another sly grin and he nodded once, very quickly and you hopped to your feet after kissing his temple this time, "I'll be ready at eight...and, Remus?" you turned back to him at the base of the stairs, getting a nervous look and a hard gulp from him...he looked as though he may faint, "Take a breath...I'm your date, nobody else's...and I'd like to hold your hand, too," you winked at him before heading up the stairs to change...

***

Remus waited at the bottom of the stairs, the party- which was in the common room- had already started.

He worried if you were joking, or if you were coming to the party at all...until he saw you.

You came down the stairs in a red plaid dress with a thick, black waist belt, green tights, black pumps, and a black cardigan over the dress. Your hair was simply put up with a clip in a messy bun...but Remus thought you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

"Happy Christmas, Remus," you greeted him and he grinned, looking down at the floor nervously, a bit embarrassed as he just wore jeans and a Christmas sweater, his hair a bit of a mess...but you loved it.

"H-happy Christmas, Y/n..." he said sheepishly and you took his hand in yours gently.

"Remus, relax...I'm not going anywhere," you reassured him and he sighed with a bit of relief, "...and you look very handsome. Especially with messy hair," you teased lightly and he chuckled, beginning to calm.

You both joined the party and talked, soon enough finding that not much had changed with it being a date...you could talk about even more with him now.

Eventually a slow song played and Remus mustered the courage to ask you for a dance...

***

You swayed slowly, his arms wrapped around your waist, yours drapes about his shoulders. His chin rest atop you head, while your face nuzzled into his neck.

"How long have you liked me?" you asked quietly.

"Do you want an honest answer...?" he replied with a question and you nodded lightly, "I-...I believe the first time I realized that I cared for you was when I met you on the Express...and I think it became more as we became friends...then, I fell when you didn't judge me for what I am..." his voice filled with a bit of doubt, thinking of his less pleasant side.

You looked up at him, your expression very serious, "Remus, I love you. Flaws and all, I do."

Your confession seemed to cut into him, but in a very good way. He was taken aback by it...but he smiled, "Y/n...uh-" he was cut off when something green and white came down from the ceiling...a growing come of mistletoe.

You looked to Sirius and James who looked ever so innocent, watching the whole interaction. You smiled and rolled your eyes, but never expected Remus to act on the old Christmas tradition.

He bent down slightly and kissed your lips with a force that was almost rough, but you noted his enthusiasm. You grinned into the kiss and returned that same fire...

"I love you, too, Y/n..." breathless words between heated, winter kisses...