🌙 REMUS LUPIN X READER ONESHOTS

we can never be

"I'm sorry, but you're not my type." 

"I'm sorry, but you're not my type."

His words resonated inside your head as you swallowed a lump that formed in your throat. You could feel the tears threatening to spill, filling the corners of your eyes. A smile formed upon your lips as you looked up, trying to hide away the tears and nothing could hurt more. Nothing could hurt more than smiling, when you feel otherwise, smiling just to hide away the tears and the pain.

Christmas carols filled the air and snow gently rained down upon your head. You never knew that this Hogsmeade weekend would turn out this way. All you wanted was to tell the guy you yearned for, how you exactly felt about him but it ended up pretty badly. He didn't even take a second to look at you before he said those hurtful words that still lingered inside that head of yours.

You found yourself standing in the middle of Hogsmeade, feeling the world had stopped for a few minutes. Stunned and unable to speak, you muffled a sob. Students passed you by, eager to get into each one of the shops and you couldn't help but feel a little envy at how carefree and happy they all seemed to be. You would give anything to feel that way again. 

Loneliness filled you up in an instant. Amidst a sea of students, you still felt lonely and amidst all the laughter, the cheer, the only sound you could hear was the sound of your heart breaking and your rugged breathing. 

You felt invisible. 

Snowflakes stuck to your tresses and your cheeks were reddening from the cold but you didn't care. A tear suddenly fell from the corner of your eye, followed by another, and another, until you couldn't stop them from falling. 

Nobody seemed to notice your presence. Nobody noticed the tears and the pain that you felt.

Nobody.

You were invisible.

But you weren't invisible to everybody. Unbeknownst to you, someone was watching you from afar. He followed you from the moment you had stepped out of the Three Broomsticks in haste, with your hands in your face. He wanted to hold you in his arms, to soothe you and make you smile but he just didn't know how to approach you.

He was none other than, your best friend, Remus Lupin. 

You couldn't stop yourself from crying, and after a while you started to sob. The hurt was just too much to bear. You could taste the salt in your tears as you felt the world around you spin. Why did the people suddenly become a blur? 

Pain erupted from your temple and your hand shot up to your forehead. You tried to walk away but couldn't. You struggled to keep your balance but failed. You could feel yourself falling, waiting for the moment your body hit the cold ground.

But it didn't.

Familiar arms caught you and for a complete second you were bathe in warmth. The scent of fresh grass and chocolate filled the air around you. 

"Woah, are you alright, Y/N?" 

Remus' familiar voice rang through your ears as he helped you stand. You opened your eyes and turned around to face him. You stumbled for a moment but he supported you, holding you up by the arms.

"I'm just feeling a little cold, that's all," You told Remus but he knew that wasn't it. His eyes met yours for a second and you looked away in an instant, afraid that he saw how red they were.

"You're lying, Y/N. Don't lie to me, I know you've been crying," He said; his voice gentle, yet inquiring. 

You didn't answer him. You knew that you were going to cry again when you spoke and so you didn't. Your lower lip quivered, as the cold wind whipped your hair.