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flamingo-writes · 2 years

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Always Us – Year One

Remus Lupin x Reader

Marauders Era, Year 2

A/N: As of lately I've been obsessing so much over Andrew Garfield (if you hadn't been able to tell...) and along the way I ended up rediscovering my love for The Marauders. Now, Sirius and Lupin have always been my favourites (long before I found out the widely accepted fan cast was Ben Barnes and Andrew G) and while I'm trying to write the next chapter of KYOMS, I can't get this idea out of my head.

Summary: From your very first day in Hogwarts, you meet a guy named Lupin, despite being sorted in different houses, that doesn't seem to stop your growing friendship. His friends being crackheads, while your smart matching his, it was inevitable. Although your cleverness might be perhaps a little dangerous to him, he's got a secret to keep, and is afraid of what would happen if you found out.

I guess I'll make a mini series of this. A post for each year at Hogwarts and an epilogue. Let me know what you guys thing and if you wish to be tagged!

Warnings: None.

Growing up was always...weird...for you...

Your father was a muggle, your mother a witch, and your grandmother on your dad's side was the witchy (muggle) lady who read tarot, and palms and dead healing and cleansing jobs with random objects like plants and eggs.

Your mother could never explain why the things your grandmother did worked, since she was a muggle just like your dad.

So, not only you grew up learning about the magic world and the discretion attached to it. You also grew surrounded by muggle culture. As well as learning the weird traditions your grandmother told you about whenever you visited her. It was a rather interesting childhood and even at 11 you knew it was something far from normal.

You grandmother called you Fox. She insisted your spirit animal was the fox, and that she often saw you in her dreams, running around as a fox accompanied by a wolf.

For the longest time you thought it was your grandfather, since his spirit animal, according to your grandmother, was a wolf. And you liked the idea of running around turned as a fox with a wolf, your grandfather, who sadly passed away while you were still a kid.

At 11, you got your Hogwarts letter and you mother rather excited got everything you needed ready

On your first day, at the train station, she nostalgically walked around the platforms as you continued to ask yourself where the heck was the platform 9 3/4.

On your way there, you came across a kid who looked equally confused and you wondered if it was a 1st year as well. By the lost look in his face, you quickly assumed it was the case.

The awkward exchange of stares you two had made you feel slightly shy as you tried to focus on your own thing.

Once in the train, you saw that same lost-looking boy.

"Hey..." He approached you. "Mind if I tag along?" He said shyly. "I-I'm sorry...that's weird..."

"N-no...It's fine..." You replied, not knowing those three words would change your life right in that moment.

"I'm Remus, by the way" He introduced himself before you told him your name.

The two of you walked along the train looking for an available cabinet, as you found one mostly free, except for a single kid. Same lost look as the both of you, small and chubby.

"How about this one?" He said calling your name as you nodded and followed him.

Walking behind him, you felt oddly short, as he was taller for an 11 year old and lanky. You sat besides him, your shoulder bumping next to his as you exchanged names with the kid there, named Peter Pettigrew.

You talked back and forth, mostly with Remus, as you found out you had several things in common. He was a half blood as well, he understood the struggle of having to hide and lie about half of your heritage.

Peter every once in a while would speak to add something.

Most of the conversation, though, was between Remus and you. And what a nice guy he was, you were glad you'd made a friend shortly after. And one who understood you so well at that.

Once in the school grounds, the sorting ceremony blew off your good mood.

Sure, the school looked amazing, the magic swarming the dining room.

But your heart broke a little when he was sorted in Gryffindor and you were sorted in Ravenclaw. Sure, you were glad you were there, your mother too had been in Ravenclaw. But you'd hoped to stay with your newfound friend.

"We can still see each other on class, yeah?" He told you, trying to lift you up.

And it did. The first week of classes, you two would tag along everywhere. He always sat besides you, sometimes he'd sit with you in the Ravenclaw table, sometimes you'd sit with him with the Gryffindors.

As time went by, you eventually started making friends with your roommates and Remus with his. Although more often than not, Remus brought you along with him.

You got to meet his friends James and Sirius.

These two lads often making fun of you for being the class's know-it-all. And Lupin always told you to dismiss them, and told them to stop.

As the year went by, you slowly started noticing an odd pattern. An odd pattern you probably wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't because of your own body clock reminding you when a month had gone by.

The same way you clung to Remus for comfort and company once a month, as you whined about your cramps, as you never really answered Remus's questions as to what was with your perfectly timed monthly stomach aches and weird cravings and swing moods, you noticed how he suddenly went missing two weeks after. He'd go missing for a day, and the day after he'd look particularly tired, defeated, and just like you deflected all of his questions, he deflected yours.

This looked very familiar to what your mother told you about your uncle, her brother.

You knew your uncle was a werewolf, and how your mother usually stuck by him every month. You knew what everyone thought of them, and how your mother taught you to always be kind. Sure, if you crossed a werewolf you could end up dead or turned into one, but because your uncle was one, you were taught to always be kind to them.

As the question circled your mind, you decided to write a letter to your mom, explaining your concerns. And you remember perfectly reading her reply: "Do not tell anyone. Absolutely anyone. You might very badly harm your friend by doing so."

Close to the year's end, you and Remus continued to be close friends. Often pairing up for class work, and the both of you often helping Sirius, James and Peter when they were lost with a subject.

"Rem, can I talk to you about something?" You asked him once you were lying on the grass on one of the wide gardens within the school grounds.

"Sure..." He asked, clueless of what you were about to ask.

"I know you always dissappear once a month, and you never answer my questions...And I-"

"Hey, it's nothing..."

"But it is, Rem! I know why you dissapear!"

You saw him turn pale. Ghostly pale, as you saw his soul leave his body. "Yo-you..."

"My uncle...He’s like you...A-and...My mom's told me a lot about you guys..." You said immediately as he looked at you with horror. "She's told me you're not as dangerous as everyone says..." You said.

"S-su-sure?"

"I'm not scared, if that's what worries you..." You purred, gently.

He stared into your eyes, as you could tell he was still scared. You moved closer to him and hugged him tightly as he immediately hugged you back.

"Re-really?"

"Rem, you're my friend. And you being a werewolf won't change that..." you said.

He cried. He didn't meant to cry, but he did. The entire school year he felt bad for lying to his friends and hiding something this big from them, specially when everyone else seemed to open up to one another and show their vulnerable sides. But if he showed that to them, it'd might scare them away.

The entire time you held him tightly. Soothing him, as you kept saying over and over again that you were there for him, and you were going to remain friends no matter what.

"I promise I won't tell anyone..." You whispered.

That day Remus knew, no matter what happened, he could trust you. That day Remus knew you two were friends, not only through the good times, and during school projects. You two were friends through thick and thin.

"I'll always be there for you too..." He replied in a soft voice.

"I know...Always us" You said.

By the end of the school year, his friends kept teasing him that you were his girlfriend. Since the both of you were always together, and you were always seemed to whisper secrets to one another. But Remus just rolled his eyes and dismiss them. He knew it was best to ignore them than trying to tell them otherwise.

You two went your separate ways for the summer, but kept exchanging letters back and forth through his owl.

You kept your promise, and the only person who knew thus far was your mother, as you'd told her before the promise you made to Remus. And of course, your mother asked about your friend.

Seeing his name on a weekly occurrence, she was curious about how close you were. And you told her everything. The promise, and how he was your best friend by this point. How he promised he'd be there for you just like you promised you'd be there for him.

"If something, you can always trust in the word of a Gryffindor. Specially when they're your friend..." Your mother replied with a kind smile. "Your uncle was a Gryffindor..."

She told you stories about your uncle, and details on how its the whole experience through the eyes of the werewolves themselves.

"It's easier for them when they've got company..."

"Don't they attacks others?"

"Not animals..." She said smiling as you easily put two and two together, knowing your mother was an animagus herself.

"Wait– You..."

"Yeah...as soon as I turned 17, I got registered and my permit to become one and I did. I did it to keep your uncle company during his shifts..." She said.

"Can I do that too?"

"When you turn 17. I'll help you through it, it's not exactly easy...Also the paperwork. All animagi must be registered..." She said brushing your hair gently.

You felt exceptionally good, knowing there was a way to help your friend. And with that, you decided to turn into an animagus to help make Remus's shift a lot easier. Although you'd had to wait.

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daughterofdragonflys · 6 years

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This picture was taken on an outing I had with a person that I haven't seen in a few years. We used to date about 3 1/2 years ago maybe four years ago.

Recently, we ran into each other at a mutual event. I haven't seen her in so long and she saw me first and came up, greeted me, gave me a hug and kept it moving. A few days later I hit her up via Instagram, I figured it was a shot in the dark because the last time we were dealing with each other I didn't treat her too kindly. But to my surprise she responded and we started chatting. We chatted on and off for a couple of days and then she gave me her number to text her instead. I waited a couple of days because I didn't want to seem too presumptuous, but when I texted her we talked for a very long time just catching up...You know, that whole situation.

We decided to meet up on the Saturday that was coming up, and we went out to a haunted attraction and we had a really good time (Ithis is where that picture came from). I was kind of feeling nostalgic and a part of me was happy that we were talking again and actually out together enjoying each other's company.

She said she was single.

She was in the three-year relationship prior, and they were having some issues but as of now they were not together. Now, naturally that was in no means an invitation to assume that we could start a thing again but I couldn't help but feel like I wanted to. The cells in my body just...wanted to. But something just told me to not think about it. Anyway, that was like couple days ago.

Today I texted her and she revealed to me that her and her girlfriend got back together. Of course I had to be happy for her, but a part of me got really sad. It's one of those things where you know you have regrets and some of the decisions you made while you were younger...and dumb, and not knowing any better... you just kinda have to deal with now.

I don't know what I was expecting but, a part of me kind of wanted to see what it would’ve been like now. But I guess that's not going to be a thing and I have to just accept it. Lately I've just been in a state where I feel like I'm not gonna find anybody in my lifetime to spend my life with. You know, just someone that completely is for me. I feel like sometimes the person that could be for me is already dead or I'm just not destined to meet them in this current incarnation on earth. Slowly... I am beginning to accept it.

It's weird and it's tough at the same time to accept it, but I honestly feel like deep down in my soul that I'm not gonna find anybody. I just feel like I'm probably going to have like, these series of encounters or series of situations with people throughout my life. Some may be profound, some may just be superficial, but through all of those interactions I'm supposed to pick up a little pieces from each of them which will eventually create who I am ultimately going to become.

Maybe some people are destined to have that one person and you know, others like me are just destined to have a series of different people. Some of those people provide that experience I need to learn the lessons needed for me to learn in this lifetime. And maybe sometimes I have to revisit some people, like her... to remind myself that this is still and always will be, an ongoing learning situation for me. I rather just get to know myself and love myself. the people who come along throughout the journey are just lessons, not partners. But, I will forever be grateful for those experiences. Maybe for her and I this was just a book-end to a lesson that I need to learn.

And that lesson is pretty much learned.

so, thank you.

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