Harry Potter Oneshots/Imagines

changes part 1 ~ remus lupin

A/N: we're pretending that all seventh years have their own dorms :)

WARNING: some swearing and mentions of sex. I'm not sure if this is a trigger but 'you' change yourself for a guy.

You definitely weren't the fifth Marauder but you hung out with those four idiots quite a bit, especially Sirius Black. You and Sirius were the heartthrobs of Hogwarts and you knew it. You got people to finish your essays when you were too tired to do it yourself or when you simply just didn't want to do it, with just a slight touch of the arm and a giggle. The only guys in the school who weren't madly in love with you were the ones that were gay and the four idiots, or so you thought. Remus Lupin, that adorable boy with the sandy brown hair and the devilishly handsome scars. To be completely honest, you only slept with practically every guy in the school to get your mind off of him. Not that he knew that. Sometimes Remus would get a bit frustrated with you because you never took anything siriusly. (haha see what I did there ;) (AND THERE TOO! ok back to the story) You missed all of your classes today for your birthday fuck-fest. Basically, you spent the whole day well, fucking people, because it was your last day being 16. It was about 8:45 when you wobbled (hehe) into the Gryffindor common room. Looking around, you saw your favorite boy and the rest of the Marauders, sitting in front of the fire.

"Hello boys," You said as you plopped onto the couch near them.

"Where in Merlin's beard have you been?" Remus asked in a stern tone.

"Um, having fun? Getting it on?" You said with a laugh.

"Y/n! Tsk tsk tsk, I thought you were better than this." Sirius said playfully, sending a wink your way.

"You missed all of your classes for that?! Do you have any idea how irresponsible that is?" Remus started to raise his voice. Remus was hurt that you spent the whole day having sex with a bunch of random guys instead of going to class, with him.

"Sorry dad, but my birthday is tomorrow and I wanted to have some fun before I officially become an adult."

"You're not becoming an adult tomorrow, you're just turning seventeen. You'll be an adult when you stop being an annoying, immature, irresponsible, little slut!" He instantly regretted saying that the second it came out.

"Sorry." You mumbled. As tears started pouring out of your eyes, you ran to your room.

You couldn't believe he just said that. Is that how he really feels about me? I didn't realize I was annoying. Maybe it's because I talk too much. I should just stop talking and then maybe he won't think I'm annoying anymore. I can do that. And I'll stop sleeping around and I'll dress like everyone else and go to class and... That went on and on until you fell asleep.

The next day, your birthday, you woke up with the perfect amount of time to get ready and get to breakfast on time. You put your robes on exactly how they're supposed to be and straightened your hair to make sure it was perfectly straight. Your makeup was just some mascara and a little lip balm unlike your usual eyeliner and red lipstick. You went to the common room and walked straight past the four boys with your chin up, shoulders back, and a blank face. You had completely forgotten what date it was, all you knew was that it was Thursday and you had potions and defense against the dark arts before lunch, and astronomy after.