REMUS' PLAN

Remus sighed as he stared at himself in the mirror, scrutinizing his appearance. He attempted to make himself look as presentable as possible, wearing his best robes and making sure his hair was perfectly combed back. However, Remus usually did this as he never wanted to look like he was sloppy or lazy - as that was far from the truth. The Gryffindor simply spent a few more minutes on his appearance as today would be the day that he was starting his plan and he wanted to make sure everything was perfect.

“Hey, mate.” Remus was brought out of his reverie by a strong hand clamping itself onto his shoulder. His eyes followed the hand and arm in the mirror until his eyes met with the culprit - Sirius. “Don't worry so much, you'll mess up the plan with your stressing. Just relax and let everything flow by itself.”

Remus let out a long sigh as he turned to face Sirius. “But what if I make it too obvious and ruin our whole plan? I’m sure you all can guess that I’m no good at flirting.”

Peter giggled from his bed while Sirius scoffed. “Just be yourself. He already has taken an interest in you so I don’t think you have to worry too much. Just show some interest in him.”

Remus scrunched up his nose at the thought. “How am I supposed to show interest in him when the mere sight of him disgusts me?”

Sirius sighed. “Well first off, I would avoid saying things like that. Just loosen up!” Sirius shook Remus’ shoulders to add to the effect. “Be flirty! Touch him loads.”

Remus grimaced but nodded nonetheless. “Okay, I’ll try.”

“Woo! Go Remus!” Peter exclaimed his support.

Sirius grinned. “Good.” He turned Remus around and slapped him on the butt. “Now, go get your man!”

Remus had to swallow down bile but squared his shoulders as he walked out of the Gryffindor common room. He didn’t know where Marcos would be but he figured that if he walked around the castle, he would be sure to find him somewhere. It was nearly twenty minutes later when Remus finally spotted the boy near the entrance to the Forbidden Forest. He had assumed that he would find the boy in a passionate embrace with a lover but he was wrong. While he was in an embrace and it was passionate, it definitely wasn’t a lover.

“Marcos! What are you doing?” He hurried to the scene where the Slytherin was beating his fist into the face of another student. Remus didn’t recognize the other boy which would have been near impossible anyway as the boy’s face was all swollen and bloody.

Marcos turned his head to face Remus with a grin, his fist never ceasing his assault on the poor student. “Oh hey there, Remus. Beautiful day, isn’t it?”

Remus was beyond shocked to say the least. “Stop hitting him!”

“Aw is he your boyfriend? And I here I was hoping that you’d reconsider my offer.” The next hit Marcus delivered to the boy seemed to be more powerful than the others.

“I did.” Marcos’ hand stopped in midair, turning to look at Remus curiously. “And I’ll do it - what you said at the party. If you just let him go.”

Marcos’ grin was pure evil as his fist unclenched from the boy’s shirt, allowing him to roughly fall back on the ground. He approached Remus slowly, the Gryffindor feeling an awful lot like prey that was being stalked. 

“I knew you wouldn’t resist me. No one does.” Remus had to hold back his gag as Marcos wrapped his arm around his shoulder, leading him away from the boy that was still lying on the ground.

“Is he okay?” Remus asked nervously, glancing over his shoulder.

Marcos grabbed Remus’ chin and directed his gaze back to the Slytherin. “He’ll be just fine. Let’s go for a walk, baby.”

Remus had to stop himself from visibly cringing away. Touch him loads. Sirius words from earlier rang in his head. He hesitated before eventually deciding to just go for it, wrapping his arm around Marcos’ waist. The Slytherin grinned down at the boy as they walked away from the mess that Marcos had left behind.

“So what was it that really drew you in?” There was a cocky smirk on his face that Remus really wish he could just wipe off.

He tried to recall the details of what Marcos had said at the party. Remus had tried to push that interaction as far back in his mind as possible so he blurted out the first thing he could remember. “The uh pain stuff.” Shit. Why did he say that?

Marcos let out a loud laugh, bringing Remus even closer into his side. “I knew you were into that shit!” He bent down so that his mouth was pressed against Remus’ ear. “I can do all that to you and so much more. Just you wait, baby.” Marco’s breath was hot against Remus’ ear as he whispered.

Remus shivered which Marcos took to be in a good way which was in reality far from that. He resisted the urge to run away as far as possible. “So when?”

Marcos stopped, turning Remus around so that his back was pressed up against the Slytherin’s chest. Marcos slid his hand around Remus’ waist, toying with the zipper of his pants. “I can do right now if you want.” He accompanied his words with some light kisses up and down Remus’ neck.

Remus took in a shaky breath. He was really not ready for this. “Or tonight?”

Marcos chuckled lowly, lightly scraping his teeth against Remus’ neck before pulling away. “Whatever you want, baby.” Remus couldn’t even turn around to face Marcos as he merely nodded. “I’ll be waiting for you right here after curfew.” He grasped Remus’ arse firmly in his hand, squeezing a little too hard but Remus didn’t say anything. “Don’t be late.”

He walked away before Remus could respond which the Gryffindor was very glad for as he had no idea what he would say anyway. He let out a long breath, standing in place for a few moments to make sure that Marcos was really gone. Once sure that he could walk without stumbling due to his shaky legs, he began walking back towards the castle.

As Remus was walking, he saw the boy that Marcos had been beating up earlier, stumbling his way back to the castle. He quickly approached the boy. “Hey, let me help you.”

The boy jumped, turning to look over at Remus. “N-No! How can you like that jerk? You’re no better than him. Just leave me alone!” And with that the boy hurried on away.

Remus cast his eyes downwards at the grass, angrily kicking a stone away from him. Marcos was a horrible person and he couldn’t wait until he could hurt the Slytherin just as much as he had hurt others. But first, Remus had to pretend that he actually liked him. He shivered in disgust at the thought.

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“Why are you so nervous? This is great!”

James clearly didn’t understand why Remus was so worried as he paced the length of their dorm room.

“Seems like my tips helped.” Sirius added in with a smirk as he ate some chocolate.

Peter sighed wistfully as he took a piece of chocolate from Sirius’ outstretched hand. “I wish I had someone that liked me that much.”

“You have Lefu.” Sirius reminded the boy who merely blushed in response, nibbling on his chocolate.

“No, you guys don’t understand how bad this is. I don’t want to do anything with him!”

James sighed from where he was leant up against a bed post. “Just try to imagine that it’s someone you like that you’re doing it with and get it over with. You’re the one that said we should go ahead with the plan  so you can’t back out on us now.”

Remus stopped back, flopping down on his bed with a sigh. “It’s not that it’s just…”

“Just what?” Peter asked with his mouth full of chocolate.

Remus propped himself up on his elbows. He bit his lip nervously before. “Well, I’ve never kissed anyone before - and I really don’t want to give my first kiss to that jerk!”

Sirius grinned. “How come I’m not surprised that little Moony hasn’t smooched anyone yet?”

Remus glared at the boys. “It’s not due to a lack of suitors if that’s what you think! Many actually prefer the head boy over a bad boy.”

Sirius snickered. “Oh, you’ll be a ‘head boy’ tonight, that’s for sure.”

“Wha-” Remus’ exclamation was cut off by a pair of lips slamming down on to his. He sputtered, pulling away from the kiss, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “What the hell?”

He could hear Sirius and Peter cackling away on their beds as James stood over him with a bored look. “There. Now you’ve had your first kiss so you can stop whining.”

Remus blushed but still, he couldn’t help but feel grateful for what James had done. Although that didn’t make him any less nervous for tonight.

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Remus really didn’t like the idea of sneaking out after curfew  but he knew that if he stayed in the dorm, The Marauders would just be nagging at him all night long. So now, here he was, standing at the entrance of the forbidden forest, after curfew, and waiting for Marcos. Remus really hoped this would be worth it.

He checked his watch, noting the time and cursed under his breath when he realized that Marcos was late. Had Marcos stood him up? Did he just bring Remus out there to make a fool out of him? That’s it, Remus decided, he was going back to his dorm. But just when he turned around, he saw a figure descending the hill. Marcos. Remus noticed how there was a bag slung over his shoulder.

“Hey, sexy,” Marcos greeted. Remus had to stop himself from recoiling as Marcos leaned in for a quick peck. He was even more thankful that James had kissed him earlier. “You ready?”

No, Remus was not ready at all. But nonetheless, he nodded his head. Marcos grinned and wrapped his arm around Remus’ shoulder (just as he had earlier that day) and began to lead the boy into the forest.

“W-Wait, we’re going in here?”

“Yeah, why? You scared? Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”

“No,” Remmus scoffed. He knew that in werewolf form, he was much more powerful that Marcos. “Just doesn’t seem like a good idea.”

“It’ll be romantic, trust me.”

There was no way that Remus would ever trust Marcos. “Okay.”

“Good boy,” Marcos praised with an added kiss. Remus blushed and looked away as they continued walking. They walked a few feet into the forest, just enough so that they were surrounded by trees, but not too far that they would forget their way back. Marcos stopped and pulled something out of his bag, setting it down on the ground. Remus realized that it was a blanket and Marcos even started lighting up some candles. If Remus had been with anyone else, he would’ve found the situation romantic.

“Come here,” Marcos beckoned once everything was set up. Remus hesitantly sat down on the blanket which apparently wasn’t enough for Marcos who pulled the Gryffindor into his lap. “There you go.” 

Remus didn’t get a chance to reply as Marcos leaned in then, allowing their lips to meet in a passionate embrace. Remus had no idea what he was doing but he tried to mimic whatever it was that Marcos did. Marcos tilted his head, Remus did the same. Marcos sucked on his lower lip. Remus (tried) to return the action. Marcos opened his mouth and slipped his tongue in - and Remus bit it.

“Merlin!” Marcos exclaimed, his hand coming up to touch his tongue. “I’m supposed to be the one doing that to you.” Even in pain, Marcos smirked.

Remus’ eyes widened when he saw some blood. “I’m so sorry! It was a reflex. I’ve never done this sort of thing before.”

Marcos sighed. “It’s alright. A little pain is good sometimes. Now, what’s this about not having done this before? Are you a virgin?”

Remus blushed, crawling his way out of Marcos’ lap. “Maybe. But if you’re going to make fun of me -”

“Whoa, I wouldn’t make fun of you.” Somehow, Marcos had gotten closer and Remus found himself laying on his back with the other boy hovering over on him. Marcos bent his head down so he could trail kisses down Remus’ neck. “Don’t worry,” he murmured against Remus’ skin, causing a brief shiver to pass over the boy. “I’ll be gentle. It’ll still hurt a little but I’m sure you won’t mind that too much.”

Remus hated how much he got aroused at that comment and Marcos chuckled as his hand slowly slid down Remus’ chest before coming in contact with his bulge. “Mmm, someone’s excited by that idea.”

Remus didn’t know what to do with his hands so he awkwardly slung them around Marcos’ neck as the boy leaned down to kiss him again. Marcos slowly coaxed Remus’ lips open without him biting his tongue off again. Marcos rubbed his tongue against Remus’ who was sloppy in mimicking the action. All the while, Marcos was continuing to rub Remus through his jeans.

A moan left Remus’ mouth when Marcos got a little rougher, his hand grasping his bulge getting tighter and small nips at his lips and tongue. Remus tried to pull away, embarrassed but Marcos didn’t let him, just grasping on to him tighter. Remus was somewhat glad about that and he moaned again. 

“Mmm, Marcos,” Remus breathed between kisses that were slowly getting more and more violent.

“You like that?” Marcos asked, squeezing Remus’ bulge for good measure.

“Y-Yes!” He panted and before he knew it, he was releasing in his jeans. Remus’ face was a bright red as he pushed Marcos away, who this time let the boy go.

“What’s wrong? You said you were enjoying it.”

Remus scrambled up. “I did - I was. I-I just have to go.”

“You don’t have to be embarrassed about finishing after only some kisses and touching -”

“Bye, Marcos!” Remus quickly hurried away before Marcos could say anymore, his mess in his jeans resulting in him awkwardly waddling away. That was possibly the most embarrassing moment of Remus’ life. He couldn’t believe that he had just done that. He didn’t know how he could continue the plan after this. And what would he tell his friends? He really wished that he hadn’t gotten himself involved with The Four Horsemen.

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Woo here is the start of Remus' plan! This chap is much longer than the others and I honestly could've made it longer, I was enjoying writing this so much.

I hope you guys enjoyed it and let me know what you think! Did you think things would escalate between Marcos and Remus so fast? What do you think will happen next?

Be ready for the next chapter which will be James starting his plan! Let me know your predictions as to what may happen.