you just give me so much… attention!

Remus Lupin was sensible enough. He didn’t snap if he could help it, and he’d even began to clean his act up at school. Everything was good — his friends, his grades — he’d even managed to cut back on his nasty habit of reaching for a cigarette whenever he was even slightly bored.

He was sensible. Surely, he was. But not when it came to you.

but you keep sending me funny valentines!

Infuriatingly smart and beautiful with a mouth that cursed like a sailor, right from between those pretty pink lips. Your horrid attitude took up his entire brain — nobody evoked such emotions from him. Mostly anger, of course, but it was emotion, wasn’t it? Just anger. Nothing else. Naturally.

Every word exchanged between the two of you was poison. “How many times have your little boyfriends said, ‘why are we always talking about her,’ Lupin?” You’d fire at each other in class till the teacher separated you two. A terrible, cruel joke that your friend groups had been so intertwined. James and Lily must have been tired from all the fights they were forced to diffuse.

A group project was certain to be hell. So there he was, in front of you in the library, trying to focus on the assignment, whatever it was. He was far too busy staring at you — But you know what they say. Little boys pull little girls pigtails because it’s the only way they know how to get their attention. Something stupid Peter had said that managed to wiggle its way into his brain.

cause it’s actually sweet, all the time you’ve spent on me…

So stupid.