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Summary: Many a complication lies in store for Dawn Summers and Remus Lupin's romance. A series of vignettes.

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Harry Potter > Dawn-Centered > Pairing: Remus Lupin(Past Donor)MhalachaiFR1331,265194,64510 Jan 0610 Jan 06No

Fine Taste

Title: Fine Taste

Xander leaned against an out-of-the-way wall, hoping to avoid getting dragged into the "fun" at Dawn's wedding.

Dawn. Wedding. As in a married Dawn. Xander shook his head at words. Who would have guessed that Dawn would be the first of the Sunnydale gang to get married? And to a werewolf more than twice her age?

It had taken about six months and huge long-distance bills for Dawn to convince Buffy and Willow that she knew what she was going. Xander had taken longer. A lot longer. In fact, he hadn't even been really convinced when Dawn was walking down the aisle of the outdoor chapel, Buffy at her side, dressed in white with flowers in her hair and more grown-up than Xander could ever have imagined.

He'd had to blink away painful tears. As Dawn walked toward Remus Lupin, a giddy smile on her face, all Xander had seen was Anya, so beautiful in her dress, the day she was supposed to become his wife.

Now, the guests were in the middle of some weird dance, sort of like line-dancing back home but with more guys in dresses. Xander let his eye drift over the assembled crowd. Most were Remus's friends, those strange wizards that Xander and the girls hadn't known existed, but Dawn had managed to manipulate Giles into flying out a bunch of the Slayerettes to England for the wedding. Given the amount of magical and mystical power in the place, it was surprising that no one had exploded yet.

The music changed, and the women in the crowd started looking for new partners. Xander took that as a hint that it was time to go in search of more punch.

A tall, dour man stood by the bar, glowering down at the punch bowl. Xander ignored him and took up the ladle to scoop himself another drink.

"What is this... dreck?" the man sneered.

Xander sniffed his cup, then took a tiny taste. "Swamp water," he said.

The man's incredulous expression spoke volumes.

"The girls must have gotten to it," Xander said with a fake grin. The man must have been one of Remus's guests, although Xander couldn't quite recall his name.

"Indeed." The man glanced past Xander, and his face underwent the strangest contortion. Xander turned around.

There, on the dance floor, Dawn was dancing with a young man with messy black hair. They stood as far apart as humanly possible while still touching, dancing as awkwardly as a couple of sixth-graders at a formal.

Remus and Willow, who had become fast friends, were on the other side of the dance floor observing the same scene as Xander. Remus was trying hard to keep a grin off his face.

"I must say, I had some severe doubts about Ms. Summers, or should I say Mrs. Lupin's, intellect when she agreed to marry Lupin," the man said silkily from behind Xander, "Until I saw her extreme distaste for Harry Potter."

The dance ended with Dawn and Harry bolting in opposite directions.

"A woman of fine taste, indeed."

The End?

You have reached the end of "Puppy Love" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 10 Jan 06.

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