Harry Potter Imagines

Remus Lupin - Die a Happy Man

You stood at a very obscure angle in front of the mirror to study the way your red dress clung to certain parts of your body and hung loose at others. Sighing, you made the decision to dump the dress onto your growing pile of rejects and search for another one, but before you could someone caught your eye in the mirror.

"Rem," you smiled shyly, feeling very self-conscious, "I know, I'm gonna change, just give me fi-"

"Change?" Remus walked over from where he'd been leaning on the door frame and stood behind you with his hands on your shoulders. You met his eyes in the mirror. "Y/n/n, I just-" he paused, trying to frame his words in a way that would make you believe what he was saying. "If only you could see what I see, you'd know exactly how beautiful you are."

You leaned back into your boyfriend as he wrapped his arms around you, placing a kiss on your head. You held onto him, appreciating the way he always encouraged you to have confidence in yourself.

After a few moments Remus spoke up. "Right, I think it's probably time to get going."

–

The dinner had been delightful. You'd chosen your favourite muggle restaurant, and you'd had delicious main courses accompanied by a bottle of wine, before sharing an extra large ice cream for dessert. Both you and Remus didn't want the night to end yet, which is how you found yourselves strolling along the pavements of your suburban village at a quarter to midnight.

"Rem, look." You came to a stop, head tilted back, eyes focused on the gorgeous expanse of stars filling the sky. He wrapped his arm around your waist as he joined you in stargazing, pointing out various constellations. You smiled fondly when he pointed out Canis Major, the constellation which Sirius belonged to.

Throughout the conversation you noticed some of the stars disappearing as they were slowly covered by clouds. Then sure enough, you felt a drop of rain land on your head. You hugged yourself, trying to fight the shivers suddenly threatening your body.

Without a word Remus took off his blazer and draped it over your shoulders, making eye contact with you the whole time.

"Aren't you going to be cold?"

He chuckled, holding you close to him. "I always feel warm when I'm around you."

You admired the crinkle at the corner of his eyes as he smiled down at you. You inched towards him until your lips were pressed together, your fingers laced in his hair. His fingertips grazed circles on the small of your back as the kiss deepened, you on your tip-toes to get as close as possible.

Eventually you pulled apart, breathing heavily, your hands now cupping his neck.

"Rem, dance with me."

Remus shook his head, but he was wearing a big grin. "It's raining, and there isn't even music."

"I don't need music when I have you." He pressed another kiss to your lips as you started swaying together. The rain became heavier, sticking your hair to your face, but you were so full of happiness and love that it didn't matter. Then Remus started twirling you around, and the two of you were laughing, and Remus thought that he was the luckiest man in the world.

–

The following day you'd had a lie-in, resting your head on Remus' chest as the sunlight shone through the curtains in your bedroom. Your legs were tangled with Remus', and he ran his hand soothingly through your hair.

When you'd finally got out of bed, you made pancakes together. Some syrup had got on your nose, which Remus was more than happy to remove with a kiss.