7. Remus Lupin
The next day was a Hogsmeade weekend and I smiled softly at the fact that Severus had promised me we would ask Lily for a drink in the Three Broomsticks. I watched him nervously playing with his green and silver tie at breakfast and laughed. "Oh, come here, you great oaf."
Severus stayed dead still as I tied his tie in an elegant knot that my father had taught me for a formal party once. It took me several minutes to do, but eventually it looked perfect. "I want you to ask Miss Evans to the Halloween Ball next weekend. Promise me that you'll ask, even if it's just as friends?"
Severus gave me a reluctant nod and nibbled on some toast. He hadn't eaten much of anything this morning and I had a feeling it was because he was nervous about this date. "Severus, don't think of it as a date right now. Think about it as a drink with your best friend. Don't psych yourself out. She'll enjoy herself. You'll enjoy yourself. Then, before you part ways, just ask her if she'd like to go to the ball with you. Don't use the word date, but also don't say anything about going as friends. Let her draw her own conclusion about it, okay?"
"Dez, I've never had a girlfriend. I don't know how to do this…" He keened nervously, and I noticed his voice had risen in pitch.
"I'm a girl, Sev. Take my advice. Calm down, enjoy yourself. Make lots of eye contact, but don't stare at her. Sit close, but don't crowd her. Call her Lil or Lilz. Nicknames are endearing, but don't jump straight into sweetheart or anything. Listen to everything she says and respond to her. Even if she wants to prattle on about James Potter, I want you to listen to every word and give her a genuine reply without being rude. And try to remember the little things. Like if she says a necklace if pretty as you walk by a shop, you remember that necklace and I will help you buy it for her. You see where I'm going with this?"
Severus nodded and whispered. "Eye contact. Nicknames. Listen to her. Remember the little things. Yeah. I think I've got it. This will be fun. It'll be great."
I smiled and rolled my eyes. "Don't forget to ask her to the ball. Don't make a romantic speech, but also make sure you let her know it would make you happy. You've got this, tiger. You are the Dungeon Master. You can do this. You can win Lily's heart."
Severus gave me a grateful smile as he left the great hall, straightening his robes and fixing his tie yet again. I sincerely hoped that Lily would say yes to him. He could really use a confidence boost if he was going to woo her.
I decided not to go to Hogsmeade myself and instead, I headed to the library to do some light reading and hopefully brainstorm something new for the Marauders. I really didn't want this alliance to be a one-time deal.
A few hours later, I felt eyes on the back of my neck. I turned silently and my eyes met the amber eyes of Remus Lupin. He had wisely stayed several paces away this time as he waited for me to notice him. I smiled. "Come sit down with me, Remus. I always enjoy company."
Remus smiled weakly. "Can't sit. Too restless. Wondering if you'd like to go on a walk. James and Sirius ditched me and Pete's doing homework."
I rolled my eyes. "They aren't bothering Severus and Lily are they?" I asked as I put my books away. I had come up with a couple weak ideas, but nothing solid. I had however gotten myself ahead in all my classes.
Remus laughed. "Not that I know of. James was playing wingman for Sirius. He has his eye set on a pretty Ravenclaw and James is taking out the ugly friend."
I smiled. "That's good. I convinced Severus to ask Lily to the ball, and I don't want anything messing up the confidence boost I gave him this morning."
Remus shrugged. "She was complaining just the other day that no one but James had asked her. Said she would probably end up going with her friends."
I smiled. The thought gave me hope for my unfortunate friend. Remus and I started walking towards the grounds as we chatted about the odds of Lily accepting Severus's offer. I was actually rather hopeful. "Remus, do you think you could figure out what she plans on wearing? I want to make sure they match if she accepts."
Remus chuckled lightly. "Of course I can. I think she deserves a nice relationship while she waits for James to grow up."
I shook my head lightly. "James growing up? I think that's rather hopeful of you. He's the most immature boy I've ever met, excluding Sirius, of course."
Remus and I spent the day wandering the grounds and getting to know each other. By the time the other students were returning from Hogsmeade, I knew more about Remus than I did about any of the other Marauders. Maybe even more than I knew about Severus. He'd laughingly told me that his favourite colour was green and that he'd almost hoped that he was sorted into Slytherin for the sheer reason that he could wear green and not get looked at funny. I also learned that he had lost his father when he was young. The man had run out on him and his poor mother. His mother on the other hand was a kind woman who sounded like the picture of motherly love. He had no siblings, though he thought of his friends as family. His favourite thing to do was take a walk in the woods or curl up with a good book.
I'd told him about myself as well. I told him of my mother who had died tragically when I was young. I told him of my brother who, while he hid it well, was a good and loving man with many faults. I told him that my favourite colour was purple and that I loved reading muggle fairy tales and romances. I told him almost everything about myself. I even told him of how my engagement to Sirius came about and my plans to get out of it. The only thing I'd left out of our conversation was my father. It would have ruined the mood, not to mention put him in danger.
When we finally parted ways, I found myself smiling. I settled excitedly into my usual seat, right in front of the fire and waited for Severus. And I waited. And waited. It was nearly curfew when he finally entered the common room. He smiled brighter than I'd ever seen him and I just knew that today had been a success.
"Oh get over here and spill the beans Severus Snape. I've been waiting very impatiently for hours!" I squealed literally pulling him onto the couch beside me.
"She said yes."
"Oh come on, Snape. Can't you do better than that? I mean I am your best friend. And it was my idea in the first place. Please, please, please?" I begged, punching him lightly on the arm and smiling like the Cheshire cat.
"Oh, fine you impatient snake of a woman." He rolled his eyes. "It took me a few hours to find her, but when I did, she ditched that Gryffindor girl, Marlene McKinnon and joined me in the Three Broomsticks. We talked for a while and we were so wrapped up in the conversation that she hardly noticed Potter cat calling her from across the room. When it finally got unbearable, we went on a walk and did some shopping. While she was in the ladies room, I bought her this. She'd had her eye on it the entire time we were in the store. Said it was out of her price range."
I smiled and took the jewellery box he held out to get a look at it. It was a beautiful gold locket that was engraved with a lion's head and had rubies set into the eyes. I smiled lightly at the simple elegance. "Oh it's beautiful, Severus. You have to give it to her as soon as you meet up before the dance. Oh, Severus, how did you afford it?"
Severus made a slight face. "It cost every galleon my Mother gave me for the term. It was very expensive."
I rolled my eyes. "Oh don't worry about it. She'll love it, and I can loan you some money. You can pay me back when you become a renowned Potion Master."
Severus smiled warmly. "You're the best friend a snake could ask for, Dez. I don't think any of these other saps would even offer, let alone give me such a broad timeline." Severus hugged me lightly.
"By the way, our no telling deal is off. I have to be allowed to help you get ready for your date with Lily. It's in the Wingman's Code." I nodded sternly. "As your official wingman, I get to dictate what you wear so I can make you Lily's perfect date."
"But I already-"
I cut him off with a smile. "Don't worry about it. I will buy you a second outfit. I have a source in Gryffindor Tower that will be telling me what she's wearing so that I can make it match what I put you in."
"It's not Black, is it? I mean I know you're engaged and all, but he would tell you she's wearing a cow suit or something just to humiliate me." Severus grimaced.
"You know?" I asked softly, panic filling my heart. I didn't want to lose my friend over some stupid arranged marriage that I wanted no part of.
"Yeah. Lucius told me last year. He mentioned that he was worried about his little sister marrying some blood traitor from the Lion's Den." Severus shrugged lightly. "I know you don't like him, so I wouldn't hold it against you. I will however hold it against him that he's snogging every girl he can get his paws on while clearly not on the market."
"Sirius and I don't plan on going through with it. I figure I'll tell my father that I don't want to marry a Gryffindor as soon as I find a better idea of who I wouldn't mind marrying. The problem is, no one's even caught my eye. Even a little." I shrugged staring into the fire.
"Oh, bloody hell, you're lying!" Severus grabbed my shoulders and gently forced me to look him in the eye. "You've got a crush. Oh, who is it?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Sev." I said trying to keep a blank face, but I could feel the heat in my cheeks betraying me.
"Oh, don't you lie to me. Is that why you weren't in Hogsmeade? Were you meeting up with your Prince Charming in the empty school?" He asked. "It's someone your father won't approve of. Otherwise you would have already suggested it to him. Is it someone that I won't approve of?"
"Sev, it's a stupid teenage crush. I'm not in love with him or anything. Don't worry about it. I promise you'll be the first to know if I ever need a wingman of my own." I blushed dark red and looked into the flames. I sincerely hoped that my slight crush would go away rather than blooming. I wouldn't like having to explain to my father that I would rather marry a half-blood than the pure-blooded heir to an ancient house.