Oh la la…

That is what goes through the minds of women when I walk passed them in all my gorgeous glory. I know it. I can see it in their eyes when I look at them, wink and leave them hyperventilating in happiness. I can see the dozens pairs of eyes watching my back, my body as a walk towards my next class. Me? I'm watching my friend. Remus Lupin. My small, delicate, beautiful, intelligent, logical, wonderful, magical, mysterious, shy, lovable, spectacular friend.

Who am I kidding? I can't even convince myself. He is the love of my life. I have dozens of stalkers, thousands of admirers, millions of fans and I'm in love with Remus Lupin. Ironic, ain't it? I look at those golden shoulder-lengthed locks of his, those petite shoulders, that slim back, those long slender legs. I quickly look around to see if anyone noticed me molesting my fellow Marauder with my eyes. The girls are still drooling. Good. Nobody noticed. I return to my bad habit instantly. Remus Ogling. It's addicting really. And it hurts. Watching and longing for something or someone when you know you'll never have it or him/her. It hurts like hell.

"Hey."

Oh god, brave firstyear alert. Talk about annoying.

"I noticed you around, you know. Sirius Black, right?"

"Yeah, that's me." I say, giving her a wink. She giggles but no blush. Damn. Did she take a courage inhencing potion or something. Oh god. She can't be thinking I'm interested in her?! Damnit! Damn me and my unconcious flirting and my good looks. Damn her and her confidence and age.

"I'm Natasha McBrave."

Fitting.

"Nice to meet ya, mate." Nice. Turn the conversation non-flirting friendly. She notices and looks a little less pleased. Get the hint and go away, damn you.

"Nice to meet you also. Um, do you want to sit with me at breakfast?"

Hahahahaha! No.

"Not really."

"Oh, well do you want to meet after classes then?"

"Nope. Sorry."

"How about next Hogsmeade trip?"

What is wrong with this girl? Give up already.

"Already have plans, mate. Why?"

"I just- you're really handsome and everything so I just wanted to get to know you better." She said, a little less confident now. Ha. Took long enough.

"Mate, you're a firstyear. I'm a seventh year. Secondly you're a ravenclaw. Did you really think you had a chance?" I replied. My patience having abandoned me.

Without waiting for a reply I turn around and automatically my eyes scan the crowd for Remus. Instead I see James' crow's nest poking out from out of the crowd. Damn, that fucker's tall. His children are going to be giants, I swear. I strut towards them, hoping Remus is still with them. I'm lucky. The little angel is standing next to Pete and talking to... a girl?! What the fuck? What the hell!? This can't be happening. I walk faster, greet James shortly and move on to Remus, the more important issue at hand, leaving the Gryffindor Seeker standing with an open mouth as he apparently wanted to say something to me.

"Yo." I said casually. At least I hope it sounded casually.

Remus looks up at me with his big, golden eyes and I can feel my insides melting. Then he smiles. I grant him my killer smile, hoping it secretly affects him just as much as the female population of Hogwarts. He shakes his head fondly. I stare at the girl. Take that, bitch. The girl is actually kinda pretty. She had shoulder-length, light brown curls with dashing green eyes and pink painted lips. I know her! That's Elizabeth Collingwood. The stuttering, stumbling clumsy little thing that always has a nervous breakdown when a guy asks her out. What's she doing with my Remmie?

"Collingwood, what brings you here?"

Her big eyes go even bigger. Rather impressive. Didn't think that was possible. Before I know it everyone is making noise and gathering around a fainted Elizabeth Collingwood.

... O-kay. I'll just... leave. Damn. Remus is giving me that look that makes me grow a concience.

"You okay?" I ask her. Rather stupid as she's unconcious. Pretty unlikely that she'll just jump up and say she's fine. Remus rolls his eyes at me before taking out his wand and casting a spell which causes Collingwood to wake with a start. She took one look at me and fainted again. I know I'm hot but damn... and why the hell is everyone looking at me as though I put some weird hex on her. I didn't do anything!

"Come on, Sirius. You make her nervous."

"Sorry." I mutter, not knowing what else to say and feeling braindead cause the love of my life was holding my hand. Pathetic, I know. I need a savior. Or an angel. But that's where Remus comes in and he's the one doing this to me. Arg. I'm confused. This sucks. Even more so now Remmie let go of my hand.

Wait, hot girl alert. Gotta keep my reputation rolling. I walk closer to her as she comes towards me. Our eyes meet and she stops. At first she looks amazed that I'm paying attention to her but that soon fades and she looks ready for some good ole seduction. I strut over to her and whisper into her ear. Meet me here after class. The mysterious, smooth approach. She looks pleased, winks at me and goes to her friends who look like they can't believe what just happened. Well, believe it baby. Sirius Black, the Womanizer, Heartthrob of Hogwarts, Sex God and heartbreaker extraordinaire, has chosen another victim. Imma be breaking another heart tonight.

Hers.

"Sirius!"

I search for the source of the voice and see Remus waving at me. He's smiling. I sigh and walk towards him, forcing a smile to my face.

And mine.

No matter how many girls I fuck

No matter how many admirers I've got

I look at you and my tongue gets stuck

I ignore you but my heart won't stop

Heartbreaker

Womanizer

I have a reputation to uphold

Sex God

Hearthrob

The only heart I'm breaking is my own

Belladonna Andromeda, Womanizer

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I felt like writing it. It might turn into a story but for now it's a oneshot. Please, review.