🌙 REMUS LUPIN X READER ONESHOTS

who d'ya fancy

Remus watched (y/n) laughing with her friends from where he sat in the Great Hall, paying little to no mind to his own current conversation. How could he? He was captivated by (y/n). He didn't mean to be so lovesick but it just overcame him whenever he even thought of her. Despite knowing how lame he was being, the feeling never went away or weakened.

"Are you even paying attention?" James called out, getting in his friend's face to block his line of vision. "I was telling a great story and you weren't even paying attention, Moony." He complained, now returning to his original position with a pout. The rest of the boys snickered, knowing James hated it when he didn't have everyone's full attention.

"Remus would rather stare at (y/n) (l/n) then talk to us." Sirius added teasingly, glancing at his friend with a smirk. He was the first and only one to catch on about his crush but now? He was tired of keeping it to himself. At his words, Remus whipped his head around and glared at him. Now I'll never hear the end of this, he thought grimacing. He'd get Sirius for that later, for sure. Peter looked apologetically at his friend before speaking the bad news he had.

"Sorry, mate. I'm pretty sure she's into Connor Wayward. I saw them chatting last period, she looked pretty smitten."

"Connor? Yeah, right. She was just being polite." James argued, knowing how weird that Hufflepuff kid was. The sudden sad look on Remus's face also made him feel like he had to say something encouraging. Just as James had thought, Remus's heart sank a little at the idea of (y/n) with someone else. Ultimately, Remus decided that he wasn't going to make any assumptions and test the waters himself, but then again... why would Peter lie about something like that? This was just what he needed, something else to worry about.

Remus had been working on building up his courage ever since lunch, Peter's words made him realize that if he didn't go for it soon that he would miss his chance. He always sat next to (y/n) next period and figured then would be his best opportunity. However, his nerves got the best of him as soon as he saw her walk towards their shared desk with that beautiful smile of hers. He felt heat rising to his cheeks and ears, he hoped she wouldn't notice.

"You alright, Rem?" She asked, furrowing her eyebrows at him. He seemed... off. Normally he was talkative with her or at least smiling, instead he looked like he was going to be ill. She wondered if something had happened or if he was just not feeling well.

"Yeah, absolutely." He answered back too quickly, purposefully making no eye contact and cracking a forced smile at her in order to visibly ease his very apparent nervousness. Still, his stomach was doing somersaults. There's no way he could ask her now, that was for sure. Instead, he spent the remainder of class trying to work his courage back up, paying no attention to their Professor. By the end of class, he had mentally prepared himself to at least ask her out on a date to Hogsmeade. He'd wait until they walked out of class so he didn't seem too eager or desperate, but he knew it was now or never. Once his bag was packed back up, he looked across the room hoping to spot (y/n) so he could beeline towards her and finally ask her the question he'd been keeping to himself for far too long. Except when he finally found her in the mass of students exiting the room, everything went to shit again. She was talking to Connor, just like Peter had warned. He felt his blood boil, not because he was angry at her but because this meant he had really missed his shot. Now Remus didn't have a fantastically high opinion of himself, but he thought he was much more interesting than Connor Wayward. He stormed out of the classroom, not sure if he more angry or heartbroken. (y/n) noticed his change of demeanor and watched in confusion as he stormed out of the class, his robes fluttering behind him. She opted to stop her current conversation so she could check on her friend, it worried her when he got like this. Her conversation was boring anyhow, the boy who she had been talking to would just not leave her be. It was out of her character to tell him to go away or be rude to him so she endured his conversations, as bland and lengthy as they were. He looked offended as she tore herself away and walked briskly down the busy halls after Remus.