Remus J. Lupin

[thebestsirius]

Moony!

[thebestsirius]

Moony…. Fine. Have it your way, mate. The last thing I need is more of ya getting girlfriends I have to like. Just starting to get used to Evans being underfoot.

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

...Ha - always lookin' out for ya, mate.

[thebestsirius]

Moony!

[thebestsirius]

No one said you were. What if it did go well? You’d go out again. No one’s saying marry this bird.

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

...Look, I just - like, I said, it's easier this way, alright?

[thebestsirius]

Moony!

[thebestsirius]

Damn, Moony. …Why doesn’t it matter? Mate, what harm could going on a date do?

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

What? ...It's - look, I just - it's not like I'm pining over her or anything, mate. She's a good bird, but - there's no point. What if it went well, then she'd just get her hopes up. It's just easier this way.

[thebestsirius]

Moony!

[thebestsirius]

So you like her then?

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

Wha - ...I dunno. She's cute. Real nice. And she's a damn good witch. But - look, it doesn't matter, mate. She'll find another bloke she's interested in.

[thebestsirius]

Moony!

[thebestsirius]

What? It is possible you might turn a bird down cause she’s not your type. Maybe.

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

...Yeah, I guess so.

[thebestsirius]

Moony!

[thebestsirius]

How come?

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

...What do you mean, how come?

[thebestsirius]

Moony!

[thebestsirius]

….She what? Really? Bloody hell. You turned her down then?

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

...Yeah. Uh....yeah.

[thebestsirius]

Moony!

[thebestsirius]

Right. …So what was all that about?

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

Wha - bloody hell. I....last time we were out on a mission she uh....she sorta asked me out.

[thebestsirius]

Moony!

Everything alright, mate?

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

What? Oh I - uh...yeah, 'course, mate.

[desdemonaabbott-blog]

Sorry!

[desdemonaabbott-blog]

Welcome. ….Thanks. …I um….I should- I’ll talk to you later.

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

Oh uh...yeah, alright. I uh...see you later.

[desdemonaabbott-blog]

Sorry!

[desdemonaabbott-blog]

No… Good, I’m glad. I’m fine, thanks.

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

...Thanks. Oh uh...that's good.

[desdemonaabbott-blog]

Sorry!

[desdemonaabbott-blog]

I think it was mine. ….How are you?

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

Well I - doesn't matter. ....Oh uh...I'm alright. You?

[desdemonaabbott-blog]

Sorry!

I just- Oh…Remus….

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

Wha - oh no, that's alright, my fault. Oh I uh....hi.

[bestlookingmarauder]

....What?

[abadrat]

….It’s supposed to be safe.

[bestlookingmarauder]

….Yeah, well…nothing’s safe anymore, is it? It’s like Moody says - constant vigilance. Guess he was right.

[thebestsirius]

….Bloody hell. Yeah he was. Bet even he didn’t see this one, though.

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

....Yeah, probably not. Don't think anyone did.

[bestlookingmarauder]

....What?

[thebestsirius]

The hell… How?

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

.....Bloody hell.

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

...There.

[desdemonaabbott-blog]

…Right.

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

...There.

[desdemonaabbott-blog]

….I- I think that sounds really lonely.

[fuckoffwiththechocolate]

I'm not lonely.