the_debt_of_time

"Moon's a week away, firewhisky," he said and shrugged his shoulders as he spouted
off excuses before landing on, "dozens of other males in this room, and far too many of
them have been looking at you all night." He glared at a few who were currently staring.
"I find that highly unlikely." Mia scoffed, surprised when she noticed two wizards
averted their gazes when Remus snarled in their direction.
Remus turned his attention back to her and tossed her a wolfish grin. "Calling me a
liar, witch?"
"So what? You're eager to stake a claim on me?" She grinned, biting on her lower
lip playfully and watching with anticipation as his eyes lowered to that lip between her
teeth, his nose twitching and his chest moving as he breathed deep, trying to control
himself.
Remus took her hand and roughly tugged her forward, pressing her against his hard
body before leaning down and speaking softly against the skin of her neck, "If you don't
follow me out of this club in the next few minutes, I plan on claiming you right up against
that wall over there. Would you like that, love?" He nipped lightly at her skin and grinned
when she whimpered at the touch. "I could try and be discreet about it, but the things I
want to do to you... I doubt you'd be very quiet. I bet I could make you scream my name
louder than the music."
"Lily!" Mia shrieked, grabbing Remus's hand and dragging him as quickly as possible
toward the exit while simultaneously calling out to her friend. "We're leaving! Will you tell
Jamie and Sirius that I'm taking Remus home? He has a headache."
Lily rolled her eyes, snorting into her third Shirley Temple. "Clearly."
Remus pressed his chest into Mia's back, breathing, "Hurry."
Mia grinned and nodded, following his lead as he tugged her toward the exit.
Something in the centre of the room, however, caught her attention, and she stopped
moving, her body jerking a bit as she came to a halt, though Remus continued moving until
he lost grip on her hand.
"Isn't that... ?" Her nostrils flared as she watched two familiar blondes approach
Sirius. "Those bitches! Is that Marlene McKinnon and Callista Hitchins dancing by Sirius?"
Remus huffed in annoyance. "He's a big boy. He can handle himself."
"I know he is, but―"