They were the best of friend's...
"I honestly hope that one day you'll feel so strongly for someone that you'll allow yourself to love them."
He was lost, broken, and craving love..
"Anne If loving someone was easy, it wouldn't be an adventure."
She...
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It was a barely lit alleyway in muggle London. It was dead silent and no muggles dared walk down it in fear of being mugged.
I pop was heard as a young man around 17 appeared from seemingly nowhere in a coat and hat.
He walked to the streets until he came upon a lively corner bar. Music could be heard pumping from this bar for blocks.
He entered the bar hearing the chiming of bells and he walked straight to the bar where he sat down pulling off his hat and coat.
He order his drink from the bartender and tapped his fingers on the bar with a frustrated look upon his face.
The bartender handed him his drink and he thanked her. He downed it all in one go and requested another one.
"Whoa there, you might want to slow down, are you old even old enough to drink?" the bartender asked making him look up at her curiously.
She couldn't be any older than 16, she was blonde, blue eyed, an absolutely exquisite beauty.
He raised his eyebrow in amusement, "Aren't you a little too young to be a bartender?"
She smirked and leaned over, "You don't tell I won't."
She winked at him and sat back up wiping down the counter, "So tell me...Why the face lonely boy?"
He laughed and said, "I have a name you know."
"And yet I still don't know it..." she responded.
"Remus Lupin," he said curtly.
"Cara Moore," she responded, "so are you gonna tell me what's wrong or are you gonna just drown your sorrows until you are so drunk that I have to call a cab for you."
"Ever had the person you care about more than anything, break up with you for your best friend?" Remus asked bitterly.
"Ouch..." she laughed, "that's got to hurt, I guess I'm not the only one who gets the short end of the stick."
"Well now I'm intrigued," Remus sat up looking at her expectantly.
Cara laughed, "Well for starters, my uncle owns this bar. My mother got very sick and couldn't work to pay the Bill's. My uncle hired me to bartend under the table to help out."
"I'm sorry," Remus said honestly, "My mother is sick too."
"Then you understand the struggle," she said leaning forward, "of being the child yet having to play the role of the adult."
"It make me want to let loose, act my age for once," Remus answered honestly.
"Well then lonely boy..." the waitress said tracing a nail on one of this hands and leaning so far that he was being given an eye full of cleavage, "I get off at 11:00, why don't we 'act our age' for once."
It was a fluster of hands and clothes as they connected their lips again and again and again in the storage room of the bar after close.
He had her pinned against the wall as she screamed his name to the top of her lungs. He had never had this much pleasure from someone saying his name until now. He plowed inside her over and over again feel her insides tighten and release around him. He felt pressure build up as she threw her head back in ecstasy and they both reached their climax. Remus laid his head on her shoulder in exhaustion as he released his load into her. He planted a kiss on her forehead as he pulled out and straightened himself back up.
He grabbed his coat and hat and redressed and was about to leave when Cara called out, "Same time tomorrow?"
Remus looked back solemnly, "Maybe."
With that Remus left the bar, walked into the same alleyway, and disappeared once again into the night.
A/N I know I know it was really short. This chapter may seem insignificant but it will play a big part in the future.
Food for thought ;)
A/N 05/23/2022 This is just an updated of this chapter, I had to change the image to follow community guidelines
