Harry Potter Imagines

My sweets

Laying down, sprawled out on the couch in the Gryffindor common room, you groaned loudly. This past week had been horrendous–one of those weeks where you wanted to crawl in a hole and die just to avoid having to do anything else for the rest of your life. Usually these types of weeks come and go, but sadly, you don't think that this will be getting better anytime soon. Not on its own at least.
Remus had been ignoring you. This you were sure of. Any time you had been around him for more than fifteen minutes, he had made up some lame excuse and left. He had been to three fake detentions and picked up another two Prefect rounds to avoid you throughout the past week. His time in the Great Hall was limited, saying that he needed to finish up on school work and tucked himself into some part of the library you had not been able to find yet.
You wondered what was wrong with your boyfriend of now five months and decided you were going to get to the bottom of it. You checked the clock and saw that Remus should be getting back to his dorm in about a half an hour. His last class was just about to end, and you knew that he usually decided to hide in his dormitory for at least a few hours to recoup from a hard day of course work.
So, you waited. You sat on the couch in the common room, and waited patiently for his arrival. You knew you needed to settle whatever his issue was. When he walked in, only five minutes later than you expected, he got halfway to the boy's dormitory stairs before you spoke.
"Remus."
He halted in his tracks, not expecting to hear your voice. He turned to look at you and smiled anxiously.
"Oh hey Y/N. Sorry, I can't talk now I have to help James with his potions homework tonight."
"James went to Hogsmeade with Sirius."
"Oh." He obviously had not been expecting that either.
"Can we talk?" You walked up to him and rested your hand on his arm softly. He tensed under your hand.
"Uh, what about?" He shifted uncomfortably, seemingly itching to get away from you.
"Well, why you've been ignoring me for one."
"What? Ignoring you? I'm not ignoring- look I can't do this right now. I have an essay due tomorrow and I should go start on it."
"Remus- please. Can we just go up to your dorm? I really want to talk to you."
He looked into your eyes and immediately saw the insecurities peeking behind the wall you put up. He knew that you were worried. Most likely, the worst scenarios were going through your mind and his heart constricted painfully.
"Okay, let's go."
You followed him up and as the door clicked behind you, you looked around. His room felt different, awkward almost.
You walked over and sat on the edge of his bed next to him. He turned and scooted back slightly so he could face you properly.
"Listen, I know you've been ignoring me for the past week. If I did something to upset you, if I did something I shouldn't have, if you did something you shouldn't have, if-" you paused, "if something is wrong just tell me now. Either we can fix it and move on or you can break this off, but I can't go living in this middle ground anymore."
He knew it. Your eyes were quickly blinking back tears as you voiced your insecurities to him. He didn't want to lose you, far from it actually.
"You think I don't want to be with you anymore?" He asked. He had to hear it from you.
"Well, I mean what's a girl to think when her boyfriend completely ignores her every chance he gets for a week. If you don't want this anymore, that's- that's something I'll have to accept. Just, please, tell me."
"No. Sweetheart, never. You are so far from the truth."
"I am?" You blinked, confused.
"Yes." He stopped there, giving no indication that he was going to explain himself.
"Then why have you been brushing me off?" Your ears burned slightly in embarrassment. You hated sounding so clingy, but you knew that he wasn't going to tell you if you didn't pry.
"I- er, I just-" his cheeks darkened and he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "The full moon is in two days."
"I know. Have I been getting on your nerves lately? If I have, I'm sorry. You know I always try to be more aware-"
"You've been fine. Amazing, actually. That's the problem."
"Problem?" Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion. Surely, you being good to him shouldn't be a problem, right?
The blush on his cheeks spread up his face, and turned his ears the same dark shade. "Not every full moon affects me the same way each month. Some months I'm tired, some months I'm irritable, and some months I-" he stopped, not being able to continue.
"You what?"
"Look, this is going to sound crude and terrible, and I am so sorry, Y/N." Dear Godric, he thought he was going to die of embarrassment. This is not how he ever wanted to have this conversation with you.
"For heaven's sake, just spit it out Remus." You were quickly growing tired of him beating around the bush. If he didn't want to break up with you, what could be so bad?
"I want you." He blurted out. "It's, uh, why I've been ignoring you recently. Every time you're around I can't help but think about how beautiful you are, how breathtaking. You always look, and smell so amazing. Somehow you can be adorable and sexy at the same time, and fuck- you're just so, bloody tempting, Y/N. Worst part is you don't even know it. You could be doing anything and I'd want you. Hell, you just sitting here right now staring at me with those big, innocent eyes, I can't help but imagine all the things you could be doing with-" He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply through his nose.
"I know it isn't right of me to constantly be thinking this way about you; so I stay away. I'm not going to impose myself on you. You deserve better than that. You deserve to be treated right. And I want to treat you right, but I can't right now. I'm not-" Remus stopped, like he was struggling to come up with the right words. "Look, I'd want to take my time with you–show you how much you really mean to me, and how you make me feel. But I can't seem to control myself enough for that now. I can't even think straight around you."
He looked down at you with a smoldering gaze and heavily dilated pupils. Something about the way he spoke made your head spin. Your mind was reeling at this new discovery and your heart pounded in your chest. Your thoughts clouded with different scenarios the two of you could be in, each scandalously hot and extremely alluring. The pounding in your chest grew and you briefly wondered if Remus could hear it, especially if his senses were heightened right now. As your head filled with scene after scene of you writhing beneath him, you found yourself leaning in closer to Remus.
"Y/N." He warned lowly, his deep voice sending a shiver through your whole body.
"Yes, Moony?" You questioned in your attempt at the most innocent tone possible. It failed miserably, however, sounding more like a sultry whisper to the now panting boy almost pressed against you.
"Didn't you hear me? I said that I wanted to do this proper." Still, he did not pull away and soon you found yourself dangerously close to him.
"Oh, I heard you just fine. You fail to realize that I was never one for being prim and proper, Remus. I do hang out with four marauders after all. At least one of you was bound to rub off on, or to, me by now." You winked at him teasingly.
Remus made a noise, deep in the back of his throat, that you only could describe as a cross between a whimper and a groan.
"You don't know what you are getting yourself into, love."
You smirked challengingly and brought a hand up to softly trace down the front of his chest. "I think I just might." After a few moments, you continued. "I want you too, Remus. Please. Don't ignore me any more than you already have. I've missed you."
That was all he needed to hear, as his lips then met yours forcefully. This kiss was different than any you two had shared before. Sure, things have gotten pretty heated, and you were far from naive, but nothing had ever felt as amazing as Remus' lips against yours in that moment.
His hands pulled you closer to him, guiding you to straddle his waist. His slightly chapped lips quickly asserted their dominance over yours. Passionate lips turned way to teeth and tongue. His hands roamed your body, leaving a burning trail in the wake of his every touch. You pulled away slightly to swiftly pepper his neck with open mouthed kisses.
"Fuck, Y/N, you don't know how long I've been waiting for this." He breathed, his eyes glazed over, fingers digging deep into your soft hips.
You kissed up to his ear, and whispered in it softly, "well, maybe I could have helped you sooner, Moony."
A small pang hit in his heart at the memory of what happened this past week. "I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, baby, I'm sure you can find a way to make it up to me." You murmured against his skin, returning your lips down his neck and to his collarbone.
Remus groaned softly at the thought and lifted his hips to connect with your clothed core. You gasped at the sensation, his name falling from your lips in a moan.
"Please, Remus," you begged softly. Your hands flew to the buttons of his shirt and quickly began unfastening them.
Meanwhile, his hands grasped the bottom of your sweater and pulled it over your head easily. "So gorgeous, sweetheart. So beautiful, and all mine."
Your heart sped with his declaration and you found yourself nodding as his lips left marks on your neck. "Yours."
Remus's hands quickly went up to your bra and unclasped it, pulling it off you expertly. His rough hands leaned you back until you were laying down on the bed beneath him.
His kisses trailed down your neck, past your collarbone and to your chest. He willed himself to slow down, to savor the moment, but his greedy mind had other intentions. He found himself kissing down your breasts, after giving them the attention he thought they deserved, and reached your naval. Your soft moans were already mixing with your gasps, and the sound alone drove him further into his madness.
Once he reached the edge of your skirt he stopped, forcing himself to look up at you. "Are you sure, Y/N? Because I don't think I'll be able to-"
You chuckled breathlessly and cut him off, "Remus, if you stopped now I think I'd scream."
He grinned something you could only describe as wolfishly, and quickly slid your skirt and panties down in one tug. Now fully naked, he looked down at you and his eyes darkened. "You are so fucking beautiful, m'love."
His lips met yours in another heated kiss as your hands went to the button of his pants. You unbuttoned them and quickly tried to yank them down, longing for his touch. Remus helped you remove his pants and boxers until you were both fully exposed. His hands travelled down the expanse of your body until he reached the place you were most desperate for him.
He ran two fingers through your folds, then pumped them in and out a few times slowly to stretch you. Grinning, he was surprised to find you so ready for him. "Already so wet, baby. This all for me?"
You nodded, moving your hips in a futile attempt to try and earn more friction. "Yes, all for you. Please fuck me, Remus."
"You ready for me?" He smirked, and brought his hand up to lick his fingers covered in your wetness. He then teasingly started rubbing his cock through your slick folds.
"Oh Godric, yes. Please, I'll do anything." You moaned, desperately thinking that you would go simply mad if he didn't do something soon.
He hissed as he eased himself into you. It took all of his resolve not to start pounding into you mercilessly. "Fuck, you're taking me so well, love. Such a good girl for me, yeah?"
You moaned as he bottomed out and quickly moved in and out, setting a steady pace. "Feels good, Remus."
He simply groaned softly and nodded in reply, quickly losing the ability to form words with you wrapped so tightly around him. He nipped at your neck roughly while his fingers gripped your hip and thigh hard enough that you knew they'd leave bruises.
Soon enough, the two of you were panting heavily, the occasional moan and curse from him turning you on even further.
"Remus," you cried as he hit a spot that sent your mind blank.
"Close, baby?"
You moaned and nodded, feeling a coil deep within you winding. His hand left your thigh and his thumb found you clit, rubbing it quickly.
"Come for me, Y/N. Squeeze yourself around me. That's it, darling, I'm right there too."
His words, along with the overwhelming sensations you were feeling, sent you over the edge. His name came tumbling from your lips in a cry, your nails digging into his back and arms deeply.
With your walls tightening around his cock as you rode out your high, Remus came with a moan and buried his head in your neck. His breath was hot against your sensitive skin, and he slowly pulled out of you, rolling over on his side.
For a few minutes, neither of you spoke, content with the sounds of your heartbeats pounding in your ears and your labored breaths slowly calming. Finally, you broke the silence.
"So, was that better than ignoring me?" You laughed softly, a cheeky grin plastered on your face.
He turned and looked at you, propping himself up on one arm to lean over and kiss you gently. "Far better."
You grinned and looked back at him, "you know, they should really write this type of information down in those lycanthropy books. Should I expect this every full moon?"
He threw his head back and laughed, a deep sound that made your heart swell affectionately.
"Oh, no, love. Now that I've had a taste, I think you should always be expecting this. I don't think I could ever get enough of you." He joked back with a wink.
"Great. Another addiction. First chocolate, now me."
"What can I say?" he asked as he chuckled softly, pulling you into his side, "I seem to enjoy all things sweet."
You blushed at his comment and curled yourself further into him. "I love you, Remus."
"As I love you, m'sweet girl."