#moony fanfiction

[jamespottersdaisy]

It's nice to have a friend.

Remus Lupin x fem!reader

"No one loves a monster like me."

"I do."

warnings- cursing, the prank (with major changes), angst (?), my writing

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author's note:- i wrote this listening to taylor and lana. english is not my first language, so beware <3

"What time do you call this?"

You bit down your lips at Remus's flat tone. He looked up from his book with an expression you couldn't figure to be irritated or nonchalant.

"I'm so sorry, Remus. I got carried away with astrology," you said as you attempted to sit beside him. He quickly put his books on your seat with a loud thud. Fortunately for him, the library was empty.

"Then go and play with your stars."

"What?" you asked, a bit confused. "Aren't we supposed to study together?"

"We were. But you're late," he said, shaking his head.

"I'm only twenty minutes late," you furrowed your brows at his uncharacteristic rudeness.

He was staring at you as you glared back.

"You damaged your brain while studying Transfiguration without me, didn't you?"

You arched a brow uncomfortably, getting ready to talk again, but Remus's face softened and changed into amusement. The next thing you heard was his light laughter.

"Hilarious, prick."

"I'm a funny bloke," he chuckled as he lifted the books to grant you a seat, which you took.

"You're not really, James and Sirius are way funnier."

"Weren't you the one throwing a tantrum over their prank yesterday? You certainly weren't laughing."

"They died my hair to green! And don't act like you had no part in it."

"I only told them green is your favourite colour. Was I wrong?"

You blankly ogled his smirk.

"Green suits you."

"You know what suits you, Remus? Purple. Should I do something about it?"

To your irritation, his smirk widened. You turned your hand into a fist. "Which eye is your favourite?"

"I only have two."

"That's not an answer."

"Is there supposed to be an answer? The two are the same."

"Well then," you threw your fist at his eye, Remus raising his arm to protect himself.

"Did Sirius bribe you to hit me?"

"No, but he did offer me some galleons in exchange for your chocolate this morning."

"That was you?!"

This time it's your turn to smirk.

"Time is of the essence, Remus, we have to study." you opened a book before you, waving off Remus as he grumbled something under his breath.

You started to study together, helping each other occasionally.

It was a habit now; you two would study together every week for at least four evenings.

Remus was frustrated today; you could tell from his bouncing leg and twitching lips. But you didn't point it out; you knew he felt uncomfortable when someone coddled him. It was one of the perks of being best friends for five years.

From the first year of Hogwarts to the sixth year, you learned almost everything about Remus by heart. How he scratched the hairs on the back of his neck when deep in thought, or how he never looked up from his book while reading, even if his friends were trying to converse with him.

In return, he knew exactly what to tell you when you were overwhelmed by the studies or how to make you laugh when you were feeling like crying.

You two had always been there for each other, listening, understanding, and supporting one another through everything. You had stayed in the hospital wing all night for Remus when he broke his arm in the third year, and he had been there for you when you were burning with a fever two years ago.

There were too many incidents like these which you and Remus shared that proved the special bond between you. James, Sirius and Peter were also your friends, but with Remus, it was different; unique.

He had made you feel appreciated and loved, never let you down or never let anyone look down on you. Sometimes James and Sirius would mock you two for this affection, but that would always earn them a smack on the head from Remus.

You knew everything about him, and he knew everything about you.

Well, almost everything.

He didn't know that your affection for him was something more; It had been for quite some time now.

At first, you thought it was an innocent crush because of teenage hormones or something, and it would fade away with time.

But it didn't. You grew out of 'I fancy Remus Lupin' to 'I love Remus Lupin'. Of course, you never confided in anyone about your burning infatuation, keeping it secret, burying it deep inside your heart.

The same secret that was fighting to break free from your heart's walls every time Remus smiled at you.

The same secret that was clawing from its grave to get up and fly, bleeding your heart every time Remus embraced you and called you a friend.

The same secret that prickled your eyes with tears every time you remembered that you weren't the only one keeping secrets.

He was keeping something from you, too.

You had always felt it in his eyes, glancing away when you would ask about a scar on his arm or a cut on his thumb.

The first time you fought on it was when you saw the huge scar on his face in the second year. You had worried so much that you pushed Remus's patience, and he had yelled at you. For twelve years old, it was a big hit in their friendship. You hadn't talked to each other for two weeks. In the end, Remus approached you to apologize and explained how the Marauders' prank had backfired, resulting in his scar. You had cried that day because of how much you had missed your friend. Remus hugged you tight, but you could swear you heard a sniff or two from him as well.

Remus would always say the scars on his body were because of a prank, and you would pretend to believe it.

Until this year.

You may be a Gryffindor, but you weren't stupid. You had noticed how he would disappear every full moon and "get sick." You didn't push him before because you thought maybe he needed time, but his distrust was turning the understanding in you into resentment.

It hadn't been to hard make speculations about the situation, but you wanted him to confide in you.

"Are you asleep with your eyes open?" Remus startled you, pulling your focus back to the present.

"Are you calling me a dolphin?"

"You two have a lot in common," he patted your head with his quill.

"Freakingly cute?"

"Freakingly evil."

You elbowed him but regretted it the moment he grimaced with pain.

"What's wrong?" you asked, albeit you immediately guessed another injury under his brown jumper.

He forced a smile. "You just proved my point."

"I didn't even hit you that hard!"

"You tell yourself that," Remus stood up, nodding simultaneously. "That's enough for today."

"Already? You sure you okay?" you worried a bit, standing up. "It's only been forty minutes."

"For you, lazy lady. I've been here for an hour, remember?"

"Go on, rub it in, or I won't hear the end of it until tomorrow."

You two were walking to the exit now with relaxed paces.

"Yeah, about that. I won't be able to study with you tomorrow."

You inhale a deep breath and huff it out.

Here goes nothing.

"Again?"

"Yes," his voice is rusty now.

"Why?"

"Marauders thing."

Same excuse as the last month.

You didn't say anything, giving him one more chance again.

"That's bollocks, Remus."

Remus simply curved a side of his lips to a tiny smile, almost unnoticeable to anyone. Well, anyone but you.

However, you were too irritated to mellow at his smile.

Only for one day, you didn't see him, and he had a new scar, and what a coincidence that the same day was a full moon.

"You really shouldn't curse."

"What truly happened to your arm?"

"Sirius accidentally cut it," he said for the third time that day.

"Stop lying."

Maybe you were wrong to push him like this, but you didn't care at that moment.

"I'm not lying, Y/N," he said before grabbing both his and your books and pressing them between his left arm and torso. "Let's go, we have class in ten."

When you didn't budge, his smile grew, and he stretched his free hand towards you.

"Come on, move your arse. We'll be late."

"You shouldn't curse," you said firmly, trying to look as angry as you could. You were on your limit and had no intention of backing off this time. "And I'm not coming with you."

"Why is that?" he pulled his outstretched hand back to the pocket of his trousers, wearing a soft expression, which his mocking tone contrasted with.

"You know why."

"I'm afraid I don't know why you are not coming to class."

"I will go to class, just not with you," you scowled at his nonchalance.

He pressed his lips into a thin line.

"And why is that?"

"Because I've decided that I'm not talking to you."

"That's not fair."

"Yes, it is," you snapped, standing before him. You waited a few minutes for something, eyes narrowed. When Remus chuckled at your annoyed expression, you walked past him, hitting him with your shoulder.

Striding to the common room's exit, you ignored Remus's call. Only after leaving his sight, you fathomed that you had left your book with him but shrugged it off. You two always sat next to each other, and Remus was too nice of a friend not to bring it back.

"Hey, angry lady." his playfully soft tone danced in your ear, making your heart flutter in your ribcage.

"Go away."

"We're headed to the same class."

"Go away from me, then."

"I'm carrying your book."

"No one asked you to," you still hadn't spared him a glance but could feel the soft smile on his lips.

"No one needed to. I'm a gentleman."

"My arse."

"What about it?"

Your head snapped in his direction. Remus was smirking at you, acting like you weren't almost about to fight ten minutes ago.

You walked into the classroom from the door Remus held open for you straight to your seat.

"Give me my book back."

"You forgot the magic word, lady," he sat next to you. "You know, the one starting with 'P'."

"Petrificius Totalus?"

"That would also work, but I had something nicer in mind. Try again?"

"Periculum."

"What would you need the flames for?"

"To burn you."

"You're so violent this morning. Hadn't had your morning coffee?"

"Just give the bloody book back."

"Now that I think about it, you've been violent for the last three days."

You groaned when the professor started the lesson.

"Don't be bitter, Y/N," he pleaded, watching you snatch your book back. He hated when you were angry at him. "I already told you the truth."

"That's rubbish, and you know that," you whispered so the professor wouldn't hear you. "We're not twelve anymore."

"You were a lot nicer when you were twelve, though."

"And a lot stupider."

"Aye. You'll hear no argument from me."

You knew he was merely attempting to lighten the mood, but he didn't realise it only made you more furious.

"Why are you keeping a secret from me?" you finally blurted out the question gnawing on your insides.

Remus's smile ebbed. He exhaled sharply before turning away from you.

"I am not keeping anything from you."

"Then you must think I am gullible because that's the only explanation for you repeating the same 'prank injuries' lie over and over again."

"That's not a lie."

"Is there a problem?"

You clenched your jaw when you heard the professor's rough voice.

"No, Professor," Remus shook his head, ending the chatter.

You didn't talk for the rest of the lesson. However, to your frustration, you couldn't help but sneak glances in his direction only to find him doing the same.

The moment the class was dismissed, you immediately got up and left the room. The last half an hour in the boring potion class made you question some things. You were at odds with yourself.

And now, in the middle of the hallway, with your books to your chest, your mind was hosting a party for questions.

Was it really about you? Maybe no.

Did Remus deserve some secrecy? Maybe yes.

Did your infatuation with your best friend get in the way of your judgement? Breaking your heart not because he had a secret he didn't want to share but because he didn't love you back? No, of course not (It did).

But you deserved his trust. At least, that was how you were feeling based on the years of friendship.

Were you wrong? Probably.

"Y/N!"

You took a deep breath and blew it out as you turned to face Remus, who quickened his pace to catch up to you. He's smiling. Again.

"What?"

"You still pissed at me?"

"Yes? No? I don't know, Remus," you shrugged and carried on walking to the Great Hall. "I don't understand why you won't share it with me. Don't you trust me?"

"I do," he drawled, and you waited for him to continue. He hesitated at first but gave up after your determination not to make a sound.

"Listen, it's not something about you. I just don't like sharing it."

"Does James know? Sirius? Peter?" you arched a brow, desperately hoping for him to say no. You watched him he open his mouth and close it without a reply.

Well, that was it.

He didn't want to tell you, and you were supposed to be okay with it.

You nodded, hurt at something you didn't want to voice.

Remus stopped you from your arm, turning you so that you would face him. His hands made their way to your sulked shoulders and caressed them back to your hands to hold them tight, sending shivers through your body.

"When the time is right, I will tell you," he said. You looked up into his brown eyes, forcing yourself not to peek at his lips. You had always loved his eyes, and his lips.

"I promise. Just trust me."

You lowered your head, closing your eyes to the pleading in his words.

"I just don't understand why you don't trust me."

Remus stepped forward, letting your head lay on his chest.

"I told you, dove. This is not about you. Truly."

You knew it too.

You knew the reason you were so angry was not Remus but your love for him.

You knew you were not resenting Remus but your own inability to suppress your feelings.

So you nodded, hugging him back.

"What do you smell?" you asked Remus, trying not to sound too eager or excited. You were hoping he couldn't hear your racing heart and couldn't see your trembling hands.

Remus inclined his head to the potion, taking in the smell the Amortentia was radiating.

One, two, tree...

He frowned, looking lost. He clenched his jaw, blinking fast. Something must be wrong.

Six, seven, eight...

He cleared his throat, locking his eyes with yours.

Twelve, thirteen, fourteen...

Remus straightened his back, curling the side of his lips upwards awkwardly.

"What do you smell?"

You gulp, lips parting and then closing and then parting again. You weren't sure it was the right thing to tell him what you smelled from the love potion.

Parchment, coffee, melting chocolate.

Everything that reminded you of him.

"I asked you first."

You sounded taut, internally having a fight between your heart and your brain over the control of your body, mind, and soul.

You didn't know what you wanted to hear from him exactly, but what you did know was that you were praying for it to be something, anything that would remind him of you.

"It's- it's nice," he simply said.

"Mine, too."

"What is it?" he asked, his voice so low that if you weren't so close to him, you wouldn't hear him from all the chatters in the classroom.

You longed to tell him.

Tell him and get it over with. Put down the weighing affection in your shoulders, your lungs and your heart, even if it meant having it broken.

You looked up at him, biting your lower lip so hard it almost bled.

Remus waited and waited and waited for you.

"It's uhm, it's parchment... and uh,-"

"Mr Lupin, are you two done with your potions?

You quickly put a distance between you and Remus. Professor Slughorn stood by the pot, smelling the potion.

"Ah, you are. Well done, you two."

You refused to turn back to Remus, your eyes examining every student in the classroom as Remus cleaned the desk.

James Potter was grinning at Lily Evans, who, in turn, had an unreadable expression on her face. You hoped Lily had smelled James; it would make your friend foolishly happy.

It was a bit chaotic in the room; happy, angry, sad and confused faces were scattered around. A student had even managed to blow up his potion somehow.

You saw Sirius and wondered what he had smelled, but soon your thoughts took a turn when you noticed Sirius was not alone. He was muttering something to Severus Snape with a devilish grin on his face.

"You guys have another prank coming?" you asked Remus, your eyes not leaving Sirius.

You didn't see Remus flinch and almost drop the knife.

"No? Why?"

"Oh, nothing. Then Sirius must be messing with Snape for his own amusement."

Remus hummed softly.

"I love James and Sirius, but was this really necessary?"

It was cold, and you were freezing, not because you had clothed lightly but because it was seven in the morning and in the middle of winter. Remus, seated next to you, was in no better condition. All because your friends insisted you watch them fly around on a broom.

"Well, he had said we were a great support."

"Do I look like any kind of support at this moment?" your teeth were starting to chatter. You closed your eyes at Remus's chuckle, hoping, wishing and praying that you would never forget its sweet melody.

"You look anything but."

You laughed at his words, totally oblivious, his gaze lingering on your smile.

"When is even this game?"

"In two weeks, that's the only thing Pads and Prongs talk about. Where's your head at?"

"I usually tune them out. They're disturbingly loud."

James screamed loudly at Sirius; you threw an 'I told you so' glance at Remus, who rolled his eyes in return. You liked when he did that.

"Try living in the same dorm room with them."

"Must not be fun since you're carrying the scars of the battle in your body."

"And in my soul," he nodded swiftly several of times. You adored the way his brown locks messed into each other, still looking fluffy. "Are you cold?"

"No, I'm sweating," you snarked, peeking at Remus. Maybe you were wrong because he definitely appeared more decent than you were. He beamed at you, sneaking in closer, his leg brushing yours.

Without further ado, he pulled his arm over your shoulder, tugging you to his chest. Your breath hitched as his scent filled your mind.

You hated how your heart reacted every time you were this close to him; a hand away to hold his hand, a breath away to kiss his lips-

"Better now?"

You pushed the image deep into your mind, heat blossoming in your chest, colouring your cheeks.

"Cheers."

The next you-don't-know-how-many minutes later, the practice was over, and the players were now descending to the ground. Remus hadn't let go of you yet, not that you wanted him to.

You watched as James and Sirius joked around, Peter joining them later on.

"Hey, lovebirds! Come down!" James yelled, his hands around his mouth.

You raised your head to see Remus frowning at them before smiling at you, which you returned shortly as you stepped out of his warm embrace.

"Who's hungry?" James asked as you two also joined them and answered before anyone else could. "I am. Let's eat."

"Evans still won't tell me what she smelled in Amortentia."

"Drop it, mate. If she wanted to tell, she would've," Sirius slapped James's back before stepping into the Great Hall before everyone.

"If you push her, she might get irritated, you know," you reasoned with James, albeit you knew it was in vain.

"With me? Impossible, I'm lovely."

"Not to her, apparently."

"Not everyone has a Moony around to cuddle, Y/N."

Peter snorted and dodged the hit from Remus's hand.

"What? James, that's not even relevant!" you hid the crimson of your checks with feigned annoyance, refusing to glance at Remus.

"It doesn't have to be relevant," he shrugged, grinning ear to ear. You shook your head, grabbed a toast and didn't see Remus arch a brow at James.

"Where's Sirius?" Peter asked, making all of you turn around.

"He was there a minute ago, was he not?" you questioned, aimed mainly at James. If there was only one person you could ask about Sirius, and he would have an answer, he was James.

Obviously, not this time because James simply shrugged.

You were jealous. You had never been jealous over Remus until now.

You knew Lily Evans was his good friend, you liked her too, and you knew Remus would never even think about her in that way.

But still, you couldn't help but feel like you were on the edge of a cliff, waiting for someone to push you every time Lily would put her hand on Remus's hand, grazing the tiny cut lightly with her thumb. Your heart was a target to all sorts of knives when you heard Remus chuckle at Lily's words.

You couldn't help but wonder if she knew Remus's secret.

"Jealousy is not a good look on you, Y/N," Sirius cut your thoughts short.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you dismissed him with a shake of your head, pulling your gaze from Remus to the potion top. "Did you add the Powdered Root of Asphodel?"

Remus had always told you that you were the girl closest to him, and it would always stay like this. But you couldn't get rid of the doubts in your mind you were so certain that were emerging because of your feelings.

"Yes, stir twice clockwise," Sirius started working on Sopophorous bean juice. "I'm talking about Moony."

"What about him?" you bit down your lip and hoped your voice didn't shake when Remus's nickname startled your train of thought. How you loved that nickname...

"Others may be oblivious but don't be ridiculous, I see how you stare at him."

You didn't know how to reply to that claim, so you kept silent but turned your eyes to the long-haired boy. He smiled at you as if an encouragement, which almost crumbled your defences. You were on the verge of giving out.

Would it be bad if there was at last a person to share your feelings with?

"So, is it a monthly 'I fancy him' situation or..?"

"Something more," you finished for him, earning a croon. Here, you had said it with no guarantee that he would keep your secret but with the hope that he would help you carry the burden.

"Am I that transparent?"

"Only when you're jealous, love."

You nodded, smiling a little.

Sirius watched the way you were picking the skin around your nails.

"Hey, stop worrying. I'll tell no one."

Relief had hugged you at that moment, thankful that Sirius took your feelings lightly and didn't make a big deal out of it. Also, happy that you weren't alone anymore in this secret; you had someone capable of understanding.

"Sirius?"

"Mhm?"

"Do you think he'll ever...love me back?"

He sighed, drying his hands. You felt his hands on yours, returning the gesture.

"You know Moony, he doesn't talk about feelings," you laughed bitterly, placing your head on his shoulder. "But he is a plonker if he never returns your feelings, and I'll make sure he gets a new scar if he ever hurts them."

"Thank you, Pads," you melt into his hug as you feel his arms around your waist.

"You smell of strawberries," he took a strand of your hair into his hand, sniffing it. "What shampoo are you using?"

"Stop smelling me like a dog!" you pushed him away, giggling when he gasped in fake hurt. "Focus, we still have to finish that potion."

Sirius carried on with his Sopophorous bean, and you looked around for a sloth brain.

"Did you forget the sloth brain?"

"I thought you were going to get it," Sirius shrugged, looking up. "Moony and Evans have one more. Go and grab from them."

You glanced at the pair, noticing that Remus was already staring at you. He didn't budge when you smiled at him and changed his focus back to Lily.

Red hair, green eyes, dainty freckles and graceful stature. Why did she have to be this beautiful?

You sauntered to their seat, passing near a bunch of students that were requiring the Professor's attention. Remus refused to look up to you when Lily offered you a kind smile.

"Hey, Remus, do you mind sharing an ingredient with me and Sirius?"

"You don't have it?" his tone was not kind, and his eyes were cold.

"I thought he was supposed to take it, but it turns out he thought I would take it," you mumbled real quick, still not fathoming the reason behind his coldness. "So here we are."

"You guys were pretty out of it. How do you even manage to get the job done?"

"We are doing fine," you frown. What was wrong with him?

"Yeah, I saw."

"Are you going to let us borrow the ingredient, or should I ask James and Pete?"

His gaze finally changed into something you couldn't quite name. He turned to Lily, who was trying her best not to pry.

"We won't need the spare," she consented in an instant. Remus dashed to the other side of the desk, clutching the jar and dashing back to you.

"Thank you," you mumbled as you clasped it in your hand. He merely nodded one time before carrying on with whatever he was doing.

You could swear you heard Lily whisper to him, 'What the bloody hell is wrong with you?' before parting, but you ignored it.

You couldn't find Sirius when you were back, so you finished the last steps of the potion on your own. He didn't pop up when the Professor checked the work or when he dismissed the class.

"Why are you pissed at me?"

"Moony is pissed at you?" James hopped in as you made your seat next to Remus, who was busy with his meal.

"Yes–"

"I'm not."

You stared at him in disbelief and bemusement.

"You certainly are. Now tell me why."

When Remus looked at you, a smile inched his lips up though his eyes were still grumpy.

"Where's Sirius?" he asked.

"I-I don't know," your head sought him out, giving out in confusion. "How is he any relevant?"

You ignored James muttering, 'You really do like that word, huh?' as your eyes desperately tried to understand why Remus was being weird. But instead of an appropriate reason, all you got was a shrug.

You shook your head in dissatisfaction and stretched your arm for the pumpkin juice. Seeing your attempts, Remus's hand had already grabbed it and now was pouring the juice for you.

"Thank you," you whispered before clearing your throat. "So, we'll study together in the library again, right? Now that you're not 'angry'?"

Remus shook his head when you drew quotation marks with your fingers in the air.

"Today, yes. Not tomorrow, though."

You quelled the rising anger and heartbreak in your heart. In a trice, you twisted in your seat, facing James.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?"

He was taken aback by your sudden query. By the state of his full mouth and the bread crumbs around his lips, you figured out that he wasn't paying the slightest attention to you and Remus.

"Quidditch practice before breakfast?"

"In the evening, I mean."

"We're supposed to–"

"I wasn't talking to you, Remus."

Remus pursed his lips, cursing himself for not talking to James that morning. James's face crinkled in bafflement.

"I am supposed to finish my star chart with Sirius."

You nodded and glowered back at your best friend. James made a face at Remus behind your back as if asking what was going on.

"You don't take Astrology, Remus."

"I'll study with Lily tomorrow," he said, and you froze.

You were supposed to study together. You and Remus. Together. Like the way it had always been.

He wasn't supposed to study with the prettiest girl in the house. The graceful girl with a delicate smile and silky fire-kissed hair.

You didn't know when or how the familiar burn in your chest surged up, but you recognised what it was. You welcomed the acute sharpness of its thorns and the way it cut through your heart.

"Oi! Why didn't you tell me that? I could've finished the chart earlier and joined you!"

You tuned out James's protest. You wished you could tune out Remus mumbling to him, 'We decided in the potions.' too. But if there was one thing you could never turn a deaf ear to, it was Remus's voice; soft yet stern, melancholic yet hopeful. You wanted to tattoo the tune into your brain the way it was engraved into your heart.

You heard Remus call your name. You hated the way you loved your name from his lips. He had always chanted your name so gently, like an incantation, caressing your soul's most hidden-away parts.

"Yes?"

"I couldn't say no to Lily," he said apologetically.

"Yes, of course," you rose from your seat, offering Remus a smile you hoped covered the hurt behind your eyes. "I understand."

"Where you going?" he attempted to grab you by your wrist, but you were agile. You snatched your wrist away unobtrusively.

"I'm going to look for Sirius."

"Hiya, love," Sirius greeted you at the curtail step of the Grand Staircase. You had looked for him in the castle, but you stumbled on him when you finally gave up and decided to head to the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Where were you? I couldn't find you close to the end of the potions," you asked him, feeling a bit better now that you're out of Remus's company.

He shrugged, denying you the answer.

"You, too, Pads?" you stopped your steps, making Sirius do the same. He looked confused.

"I, too, what?"

"Somehow, I never get an answer to any of my questions these days, and it's bloody frustrating," you blurted out the grudge that had made home in you within a breath.

"Someone's getting ready to throw a strop," his mocking tone brought you to your senses. You pouted, sighing away the anger and resentment building up in your core.

"Don't sulk, love," he said as he dropped a hand on your shoulder, which impeded your movement on the stairs. "If it is any consolation, I have a problem with Snape."

"What problem?"

"You remember our last prank on him, right?" he smiled sheepishly. He continued when you nodded. "Right, so he may or may not have been trying to get back at me for it."

"So you two have been fighting like two little third-years for the last week?"

"Uh-huh," you rolled your eyes when he showed you his ridiculously white teeth. "I'm setting the ground for something big, but can't tell you, so don't ask."

"Fine."

"Your turn."

"It's silly," you cringed at the thought. Everything always made sense in your head until it was time to actually voice them.

"Good. Then we'll have a laugh. Come on, now," Sirius squeezed your arm as reassurance.

"Remus is a liar. Sometimes..." you purposely left out the once-in-a-month fact, "He stands me up, saying it's a Marauders thing-"

You held your hand up to interrupt Sirius, who was about to back up his friend.

"Don't. It is a lie. I know something is going on, and I have speculations, I'm not stupid, Sirius–"

"Never said you were."

"And it's okay, you know? We talked about it, and he told me he needed time, and I didn't argue. But now he tells me he isn't gonna study with me because he promised Lily, and I know it's an excuse because he couldn't use the 'Marauders thing' lie this time–"

"Don't forget to breathe."

"It's just...she's pretty and smart and–"

"In love with Prongs."

"You don't know that."

"No, but she will be, and you don't even need to worry about Evans. She's just a good friend of Moony."

You exhale heavily, begging for your endeavours to suppress the ache in your throat to work.

Yes, she was a good friend of Remus. But you're supposed to be his best friend.

Howbeit, more importantly, what was muddling you was the thought that Lily knew Remus's secret.

"I know, Pads. I just can't help it."

Sirius said the password to your common room and gave you the way first.

"You should talk to him, you know," he said as you threw yourself onto a sofa.

"And tell him that I'm ridiculously jealous because of his friendship with Evans, yeah?"

You smiled at Sirius's laugh. "I pity you, love."

You pitied yourself, too.

You grimaced when you felt the metallic taste of blood. Pulling your teeth from your lips, you pushed them together so the blood on them would dry.

You've been pacing around your dorm room, contemplating whether to get down to the library.

Part of you yearned for Remus's presence, while the other part wanted to avoid him forever, not ready to face and voice your thoughts to him. You knew he never left any quarrel unsolved, never letting you stay upset.

Ultimately, your love for him overwhelmed your resentment, and before you knew it, you grabbed your book and ambled down the stairs.

Your knuckles were white from clutching the book hard when you entered the empty library. The only thing you could think about was if Remus was going to be there.

And he was.

He raised his head from his book the moment you crossed his sight, brown eyes full of different emotions that you couldn't sort.

You chose to ignore how his leg was bouncing and how his hair was way messier than usual.

He softly smiled at you when you sat next to him. You smiled back.

You hoped maybe he would act like everything was alright and you wouldn't have to think about your feelings.

But you inhaled sharply when he didn't.

"We're fighting a lot these days," he said, looking at your fingers rather than your eyes. "I hate it when we fight."

"We didn't fight."

"It may not be a fight, but," he took your hands into his, "I know you're hurt."

When you kept silent, he took this as his cue to go on.

"I'm sorry, dove. I should've known it would hurt your feelings to stand up our evening studies."

"You know well that it is not the matter," you said, pulling your hands back. "Stop acting like you don't."

"I'm going to need you to be more specific."

Dozens of questions raced through your mind, but you only managed to ask the one tearing you apart with jealousy. You pushed to voice that screamed at you, saying 'you're being too blunt' back in its place.

"Does Lily know your secret?"

Remus sighed. He parted his lips and then pushed them back together. You fathomed that he was getting irritated from the twitch of his hand.

"I thought we agreed that you wouldn't bring this up again–"

"Does she?"

"She does."

"You told her."

"She figured it out herself," he arched his brow at you eloquently. You despised the meaning behind that expression. It mocked you, claiming that you were not as bright as another.

"Of course, she did," You turned your side to him and opened the cover of your book. Little did he know you had figured everything, too. Except, you waited for his confiding.

"Alright, that's it," Remus shut the cover back to regain your attention. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"What?"

"Y/N, you've been picking fights for the last bloody month. And I try, I really, really try to be patient but I don't understand what your problem is."

Your face wrinkled in confusion. 

"Remus, what are you talking about? We were fine until this morning."

Remus held back for a moment, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Maybe. But we're having the exact bloody conversation every once a month, and it's getting on my nerves."

This was the last straw for you. Getting on his nerves? 

You had been patient with him since the day you became friends.

You had been understanding towards him every time he pushed you away when he was upset and pulled you back for support.

You had been gentle with him every time he snapped at you before full moons and every time he broke your heart after full moons.

And you had been loving him for the last five years, first as your friend, then as a boy, despite his flaws, blemishes and imperfections.

And now he couldn't even handle your resentment?

Anger climbed its way to your chest, burning down every wall you've ever built to keep your heart's secrets hidden away.

Words were scattered across your mind, ready for you to use them as your weapon against the pain havocing in your soul.

You couldn't keep anything in anymore.

"You know what's getting on my nerves, Remus? You being a liar–"

"I am a liar?"

"Yes. Yes, you fucking are. You have been lying to me for the last five years, and I've been bloody patient.

You think you're being patient? Well, try being best friends with yourself. Someone who lies to you, keeps secrets from you, but tells you you're his best friend, and then fucking repeats everything again."

"I asked you to give me time!"

"And I did! I've been understanding towards you and acted dumb every time you gave me nonsense excuses like you did today."

Remus shook his head. 

"You're being selfish."

"I am being selfish?" your eyes widened in disbelief. He truly had the gall to call you selfish after five years of his lies, excuses, and your espousing only for his sake.

"It's not always about you, you know. I just wanted to spend some time with Lily tomorrow, it's not an excuse."

You sniggered, awed by the way he could lie so easily.

"How come even Evans knows you better than me?!"

Remus clenched his jaw and rose up to his feet. You knew he was trying his best to keep himself collected, not to take out the anger on you, but you had had enough. You looked up to the veins popping up on his neck from your seat when he raised his voice.

"She figured everything out herself! It's not my fault that you can't do that!"

"So, now I have to try to solve you out by myself? That's not how friendships work, Remus! You're supposed to trust me-"

"No! I don't have to do anything! I've had fucking enough. I don't owe anyone anything, including you. Remus this, Remus that. Everyone has something they want from Remus. Everyone rubs their so-called favours and sacrifices into my face, always demanding something in return-"

"I've never even once harped on anything I did for you! I only wanted you to open up to me-"

"And the only thing I asked from you was patience! Fucking patience!" he dashed at you, grabbing you by the sides. "But here you are, bringing up the same bloody thing every month like a broken record! So yes, you are the most selfish girl I've ever met!"

His words cut through your heart like a sword, the same sword you had placed in his hand.

You looked at his dilated pupils and how they almost swallowed the gentleness of the brown you always loved.

You blinked the tears away that were threatening to invade your vision and swallowed the lump in your throat down.

Patience, he had said. Time, he had said. You were selfish, he had said.

An unfamiliar surge of acrimony washed you down, anger flaming in your chest. Its white flames swallowed your love for the boy whole, echoing his words from nothingness.

You pushed him away as hard as you could. He tottered a few steps back, eyes softening at your raged visage. In a blink, you were up from your seat and closed the distance between you two.

"You want patience? I have been patient when you let everyone in but me. I've been patient when you pushed me away in the second year after learning about your father. When you snapped at me for worrying about you. When you yelled at me because I wanted to touch the scar on your face." 

Remus parted his lips, but you held your hand to stop him from talking. With every sentence, your tone was soaring, the tears were prickling your eyes, and you had let go.

"Don't interrupt me! I'm not done. I gave you time when you got 'sick' every month and didn't let me see you or when you cried in my lap but refused to talk to me later. I gave you time when you didn't speak to me for days because you were angry and when you lied to me every month because you didn't trust me enough!

You want time and patience?!

I have given you my time and patience for the last five years and have been loving you for the past three, Remus! So don't you ever dare to call me selfish!"

You snapped your mouth shut, letting the wave of fury and relief wash over you. Remus's eyes changed into something new, something you had never learned about him.

 Only then did a stronger feeling hit you: dread.

You had confessed your love for him. 

His eyes were heavy with emotion, the crease between the brows still reminding you of his anger, while the benign brown lit up the hope inside your soul.

"You what?" a whisper left his mouth, so low that you wouldn't be able to hear it if it wasn't dead silence in the library.

You didn't repeat yourself. You didn't even reply to him. You simply turned away and dashed out of the library.

xxxxx

When you woke up the next morning, all you could think about was that it was a full moon today.

You didn't think it would be a good idea to see Remus today, but you were worried about him. You wished to know how he was, where he was, and how he would endure this night. Would he have new scars the following day? Or a headache? Did he love you back?

So many questions and not enough answers.

James and Sirius were in the Quidditch practice, probably Remus and Peter as an audience. You had decided not to join them this time, trying to drown the chaos in your mind with homework instead. Or maybe you were too embarrassed to acknowledge Remus. 

Anyhow, one can only tolerate writing an essay to one point.

You slapped your book shut, groaning to yourself when you relived your last memory with Remus. Yesterday was the reason why you hated being angry; you would either cry or lose control of your mouth. And since you had bone both of them in one evening, you were planning on rotting in your room. However, your short span of attention was not helping. With every sentence you managed to put together, Remus's brown eyes would pop up in your mind. 

You glanced at the weather; grey clouds and chilly wind. Who would even want to be outside in this weather?

James (and maybe you).

You shook your head and decided that maybe rotting yourself until everyone would forget about your existence was not a good plan, as it was getting boring. Checking the time, you smiled because the Quidditch practice should be finished by now. Thus, you got up and left your dorm room. If only you could make it out of the common room without being seen by Remus. 

Sauntering down the stairs, you slowed your steps. Before revealing yourself, you checked the common room and saw James and Peter laughing. No Remus or Sirius. You wondered if Remus told them about your love confession. You hoped not.

Stopping into the room, you made your way to them, putting on a genuine smile. You tried to suppress the anxiety rising in your throat and reminded yourself that these boys were your friends.

"Look who's here," James narrowed his eyes at you. "The traitor."

"I missed only one practice, James."

"He and Sirius are way more dramatic today. James almost asked Evans to marry him this morning."

"Seems like a normal morning, Pete," you said, even though you couldn't help but chuckle. "Where's Sirius, though?"

"He went to see his brother. Said he'll be back in ten minutes or something."

You hummed at James, pushing your lips together.

"And Remus?"

"With Evans, I wager."

The familiar burn in your chest resurfaced. 

"I'll go find Sirius. See you guys later."

"You have a death wish, I see?"

You jumped at Sirius's voice. As opposed to what you said to James and Peter, you didn't go looking for Sirius. Instead, you were strolling around the castle yard. You liked how the frigid air sent shivers down your spine, it was refreshing. And you, without a doubt, needed refreshment.

"How'd you know?"

"You're walking around in nothing but your sweater?"

You smiled and shrugged, waiting for him to catch up to you. When he did, he removed his black leather and placed it on your shoulders. You caught the burn on his hand.

"What happened to your hand?"

Sirius glanced at his hand shortly and yanked it back into the pocket of his trousers.

"Ah. Nothing. Snape and I had a little duel just now."

"Sirius, this is getting out of hand. You need to stop."

"Yeah, don't worry. It's going to end tonight."

Your heart dropped. 

"What do you mean?"

He burst into laughter, worrying you more. 

"I'm going to scare the hell out of that prick, he'll never dare touch me again."

You attempted a smile, though you weren't sure it came out smooth.

"What do you mean?"

Sirius turned to you, patting your arm with his fist. "Don't worry about it. Tell me what made you take a walk in such weather."

Now you were both worried and uncomfortable. Embarrassment was burning your ears up, making you wish that the ground would split in two and swallow you whole. However, you decided to bury the worries and awkwardness. You deserved someone listening to you, after all, so you shared everything with him.

After a few gasps and woahs, you quietened while Sirius was contemplating what to say and how to say it.

"You haven't seen him since?"

You shook your head no.

"Well, he was grumpy this morning, but I don't think it's related to you."

Yet, you were certain that it was related to you. 

He was grumpy because he was angry at you. He was grumpy because he didn't return your feelings, and you made him uncomfortable by confessing them. He was grumpy because you just shattered your friendship. Or maybe he was grumpy because it was a full moon.

"I think he hates me now."

Sirius snorted at your declaration. "You're one hell of an overthinker, aren't you?"

When you didn't reply, he pushed you with his side softly, "Hey, come on, it's Moony we're talking about. He can never hate you."

"You can't possibly know that."

"Yes, I can. Remember in the third grade how he literally hated all of us for burning his paper?"

"I mean, he wasn't exactly wrong. We did destroy two weeks' work."

"Exactly. He rained hell upon us for a month. Well, most of us. He didn't touch you, and whenever we would ask him why, he would hit us before saying, 'It would hurt her feelings'."

You smiled at the thought of thirteen years old Remus coddling you.

"I didn't know that."

"You don't know why James changed his wand last year in the middle of the semester, either."

"I thought he broke it."

"Nah, Moony broke it."

Your eyebrows shot up in bewilderment, amusing Sirius. He nodded before resuming to talk.

 "James had a brilliant idea to cast a spell on you that would twist your tongue every time you talked. Remus wanted to waver him from it, but he was stubborn, that bastard. So before he could cast the spell, Remus broke his wand in our dorm and made it look like an accident to James."

Your smile grew wider, your eyes tearing up from intense emotions. Remus always knew about your anxiety, and he had always cared enough to help you through it. Whenever you would fidget with your fingers because you were about to give a big speech, he would put his hand on yours to calm them down. Whenever you would sweat because the professor was criticising you in front of the whole class, he would touch his knee to yours to let you know he was there. Whenever someone would make fun of you, he would be the first one to stand up for you.

"I didn't know he had it in him."

"Oh, he has a lot more in him when you are the matter," Sirius side-hugged you, letting you lean in. "You can ask him if you want."

You frowned, about to ask him what he meant but stopped in your tracks when your eyes sorted Remus from the other side of the yard. He was with Lily. Before you could ask Sirius to return to the castle, he yelled from the top of his lungs to make himself heard.

"Oi! Moony!"

"What are you doing?!" you whisper-shouted at Sirius, who was dragging you to Remus's side. 

"You can't avoid him forever."

As you got closer and closer to his side, your heart picked up the pace. You didn't feel ready to talk to him today. You were sure you wouldn't be ready tomorrow either.

Lily waved at you two when you made it to their side. You noticed the bags under Remus's eyes and his bouncing leg. You refused to lock your gaze, focusing on Lily's glorious smile. Still, you could feel his burning gaze piercing your heart.

You had tuned out their talking, alerting your mind only to Remus's presence. You didn't hear Lily's giggle or Sirius's mocking tone; you didn't even care what they were talking about.

You only cared that Remus was bouncing his leg, snapping his fingers and rubbing his temple.

You longed to put your hand on his leg to calm it down, hold his hand so that he would stop hurting them, and kiss his temple so maybe it would tender the ache.

Your heart was burning up in your chest, clenching in agony. The agony of being so close and yet so far away from him.

Every tune around you was muffled, slave to even a whisper from Remus, but he wasn't making a single sound.

You had lost count of how many heartbeats were beating in your chest, wasting time by beating away from Remus's heart.

Suddenly, they stopped.

"I have to go," said Remus.

His hoarse tone shattered everything into nothing.

He got up from Lily's side and walked back into the castle. You didn't follow him.

You missed his voice.

The weather was dark and still cold. You clung to Sirius's jacket more tightly. He hadn't asked for it back and said he would take it from you tomorrow.

You should return to the common room; it was neither safe nor clever to wander around at night. And you did. You turned around and started striding to the castle, only to flinch when you saw a figure exiting it.

It was hard for you to distinguish the person, so you followed him. You waited for the light of the full moon to reveal the silhouette's identity to you. You bit down your lip when you saw Severus Snape sauntering towards the Whomping Willow.

He must've lost his mind.

Your heart fastened with Severus's every step, dread of what was about to come sending tremors down your body. Your fingers itched in anticipation.

You hid behind a bush and watched him with terror. It was dark at night. It was a full moon. You were near the Whomping Willow.

Why did you even follow Snape?

When he finally crossed the safe proximity, the tree started moving. Your hand covered your mouth, your eyes unable to blink.

You waited for the tree to frantically shake and sway its branches. You waited for it to injure Severus or maybe even kill him.

But it didn't.

The moment it started to move an inch, it stopped. You thought maybe Snape had cast a spell; you could only see his back.

He slowly approached the tree, disappearing into a hole under it.

You rose to your feet and took a few steps towards the tree. You felt uncomfortably vulnerable at that moment, standing out in the open where you could get attacked by every side and wouldn't even be able to prevent it.

What if the tree starts moving when you're near?

Where did Snape go?

Should you even be here?

If there was only one question you knew the answer to, it was the last one.

You wanted to return to the castle and forget about all this in the morning. You truly did. However, you figured that there was no turning back when you heard a howl and a scream coming from the hole.

You jumped back with fear, oblivious to the yelp that left you.

Your first instinct was to run. Run away as fast as you could, without looking back, but something deep in your conscience didn't let you flee.

What if Snape was alone out there, and he needed help?

What if he was injured?

You cursed under your breath and took one more step towards the tree.

Your heart was pounding in your ear, competing with the sound of the howl down on the ground. You convinced yourself that it was the fear that made the howling sound closer than before.

One, two, three.

You exhaled sharply and started running to the hole.

You prayed that the tree wouldn't move.

Your legs made a stop before you could fathom what was happening.

More than one figure emerged from the ground, but your eyes only saw the big, ugly beast. Moonlight was glistening through its thick grey fur, displaying a horrendous sight. The tawny glow in its eyes was impossible to miss, as well as its tall and scrawny bone structure. The snarls from the beast were threatening to change into something more dangerous. 

Snape was screaming. You could swear you heard James, your name or maybe your own scream too.

However, your eyes never left the beast.

You had seen it in the pictures. You knew what it was.

A werewolf.

Remus.

And it was planning to attack Severus.

Your Remus.

You took out your wand, not even once looking away from the beast. Your mind was chasing every charm you've ever chanted, looking for the best one for the situation. 

The beast pounced on Snape with a growl.

Snape slumped into the ground. 

The beast towered over him, ready to attack. 

You aimed your wand at it, screaming the first thing that came to mind. 

"Petrificus Totalus!"

You had diverted the beast's attention, presenting an opportunity for James to save Snape.

"No, Y/N!" 

When James's cry tore your mind from the shock, you understood that you had made a mistake. 

Spells don't work on werewolves.

A gasp left your mouth when the werewolf directed its attention from Severus to you. You didn't see Snape fleeing or James carefully walking to you. All you could see was the icy light in its eyes glaring at you, sending sheer panic down your spine.

You hesitated to make any more sound, no matter how much you wanted to yell James's name for help. 

You didn't know how to fight werewolves, no one had ever taught you that. You didn't want to die, either.

The growl from the beast intensified, sending you enough signals that the inevitable was close. With your every step back, it was taking a step forward. 

No, no, no, no, no, no.

"Y/N RUN!

And you did. 

You ran until your lungs gave out, your legs crippled, and your heart burst.

You ran until your eyes watered from the chilly air, your nose hurt from the sharp breaths, and your ears echoed the beast's growls.

A branch cut just above your cheek, but you didn't stop.

 You ran until you lost control of your mind, giving it up to your body, performing purely under adrenalin.

But the beast ran with you, too. It followed you into the forest, howling and growling, letting you know death was close. Letting you know that the screams drowning in the night were in vain. Letting you know that the tears staining your face were in vain.

Your breaths mingled with your screams, your hair getting into your mouth. Sweat and tears melded into each other, burning up the cut on your face.

Before you could understand what had happened, your body hit the cold ground with a thud. Your eyes clenched shut, taking in pain vibrating through you. You felt the soil staining your face and body. Your weeping turned into a shriek when you felt yourself yanked into the dirt on your stomach.

Your eyes widened with fear when you finally fathomed the claw grabbing your ankle. It dragged you back, hoping to get the claws on your throat, too. Your fingers dug into the earth. You fought to free yourself from the beast. The jagged stones on the ground gashed your forearm. The dirt stung the gash. Your blood glistened under the moonlight. The beast howled. It turned you on your back.

Remus, Remus, Remus.

One last cry left you. The beast raised its claws, towering over you.

Remus.

You closed your eyes. The tears didn't stop.

Moony.

A high-pitched whine soared in the sky. You were sure it didn't come from you. Something hit your hip. You opened your eyes. 

A stag. 

A stag stroke the beast with its horns in the underbelly, tossing it away from you. The stag jumped over you, attacking the werewolf again. Animalistic voices ascended in the middle of the Forbidden Forest.

You crawled behind a large rock and took deep breaths. You knew you had to run. This was your opportunity to flee for your life, but you had exhausted your body. You needed time to recover.

The growls and whines never stopped. They got louder and quieter. Closer and farther. You didn't know.

You raised your head. The Moon was gleaming, casting light your way as if telling you to get going. You couldn't. Not now.

You lowered your head at your hands. They were filthy with dirt, the soil blackening the insides of your nails.Y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶f̶i̶n̶g̶e̶r̶s̶ ̶d̶u̶g̶ ̶i̶n̶t̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶e̶a̶r̶t̶h̶. You moved your left arm, checking the backside of your forearm. T̶h̶e̶ ̶j̶a̶g̶g̶e̶d̶ ̶s̶t̶o̶n̶e̶s̶ ̶o̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶g̶r̶o̶u̶n̶d̶ ̶g̶a̶s̶h̶e̶d̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶e̶a̶r̶m̶. You winced at the scar and the fresh blood around it. Y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶b̶l̶o̶o̶d̶ ̶g̶l̶i̶s̶t̶e̶n̶e̶d̶ ̶u̶n̶d̶e̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶m̶o̶o̶n̶l̶i̶g̶h̶t̶.̶

Without warning, a sob left put your mouth, startling you. You pressed your uninjured hand on your lips, listening around. The voices had stopped. Neither the stag nor the beast was there. You were safe.

Your hands didn't leave your mouth, so terrified that if they did, you would make a noise and lure in the beast again. You knew your body was reacting to the shock and exhaustion, but you despised the tears flooding from your eyes. You needed to get it together and leave the Dark Forest. Albeit the beast was gone, the forest was still dangerous. 

You stood up with a groan, not lowering your wand for protection. Your clothes were spoiled, and you were hurting. You looked around to find a familiar way back to the castle.

"Y/N!"

You aimed your wand at the voice, your heart retaking the pace. The voice was familiar, but you were not in the right mind to identify it.

"It's me, hey. Lower your wand," James's gentle voice weakened your muscles, your hand shaking and breath hitching. Relief surged you from head to toe.

You didn't remember when you dropped your wand into the ground and threw yourself into James's warm embrace. You only remembered how he soothed you as you sobbed with exhaustion.

"You alright?" he put a hand on your shoulder and the other on your wrist to check you out after you pulled away from the hug. You nodded, feeling his gaze on your injured arm.

"Where were you?" You didn't recognise your own tone, rasp and brittle.

"Here. With you."

Something hit you in the gut. A realisation twinkled in your mind, finally comprehending the depth of 'Prongs'.

"You were the stag."

He smiled at you. "I knew you were a bright witch."

James Potter being an animagi wasn't the first priority for you tonight. 

"What happened to..." you couldn't let out the rest of the sentence. The beast. R̶e̶m̶u̶s̶

"I led it back to the Whomping Willow."

The next moments passed with silence, you two walking together to the castle and James subtly keeping his hand behind your back to make sure you were fine. You relived everything from the beginning, this time making sense of the incidents. You had so many questions and even more feelings gushing in you.

"I don't understand, James."

"Hmh?"

"Why was Snape there? Where were Sirius and Peter?"

You heard James clear his throat. His tone changed from gentle to furious in a moment.

"Sirius told Snape how to get into the Whomping Willow. That bastard thought it would be a good prank. He told me later because he had started to second-guess himself," he retorded, "Peter was also there, you just didn't see him. I sent him to make sure Severus gets into the castle safely."

No. 

You shook your head, not believing your ears. This couldn't be what Sirius meant by handling the Snape problem. You didn't want to believe it. Not because you were thinking too highly of Sirius but because you imagined how devastated Remus would be the next morning. You knew how much he trusted his friends.

"Remus..." you muttered under your breath, earning a hum from James that signalled him thinking the same thing. 

"Sirius will be in big trouble. I'm sure Snape had already run to Dumbledore."

You turned to James with widened eyes, he talked before you could panic. 

"Don't worry. He didn't see me as the stag or see Peter at all. That's why I was belated. I'm sorry I couldn't make it there sooner."

"Thank you for even making it there," you whispered, closing your eyes when the castle entered your sight. You avoided thinking about the possibility that James might not make it in time. What would happen then was something tragedic you never wanted to admit. "Will you see Remus tomorrow morning?"

James looked at you with such intense emotion that you thought he was pitying you.

"I will but–"

"I want to be there with you."

"No, Y/N, listen," he scratched his chin. You stared at him in question.

"I will have to explain everything to Remus tomorrow. And by that," he said, "I mean everything."

"James, I want to–"

"No. I don't want you to be there when I tell him how he almost killed you. I'm sure he wouldn't want you to be there either."

"But it's not his fault–"

"That's not what he's going to think in the morning. I'll talk to him alone. Don't insist."

This was the most serious you had ever seen James Potter. Thus, you knew he wasn't going to back down. So, you didn't insist.

By the time you were in the common room, your body had calmed down, now only exhibiting exhaustion symptoms. James hugged you one more time before sending you to your dorm room.

"Shower with warm water and go to bed. I'll be in the common room if you can't sleep."

You wanted to ask him why he didn't go to sleep, but you couldn't even part your lips. So you simply offered him a weak smile and headed straight to the bathroom. The girls in your room were already asleep, meaning you had to be extra careful not to wake them up.

You scoffed at your reflection in the bathroom mirror. Frantic hair, shrunk pupils, a cut on your cheek and dirt on your face. As if all these weren't enough, the gash on your arm was throbbing with pain, blood staining your sweater and maybe even Sirius's jacket too.

You stepped into the shower and let the warm water clean you thoroughly. You clenched your teeth to suppress the groan you wanted to let out of pain from your cuts. The black dirt left you as the water stroke down your body, helping you get this night out of your skin.

Your eyes were glued to the dirt getting washed away, harking back to how the beast hauled you onto the ground. Your skin still remembered the burn from the rough friction.

You couldn't close your eyes, you couldn't even blink. Every time you did, a pair of two glistening yellow eyes would stare at you, threatening to hunt you down if you kept your eyes closed a second more. If you thought about the beast a little bit more, you were sure you would have a panic attack.

So you let your mind wander around something else.

Brown locks, chocolate eyes and pink lips. 

Your lips curved when you recalled his soft voice, the way he called you dove. You warmed up, and not because of the water but because of the memory of how Remus gently stroked your hair. How he wiped away your tears. How he braided your hair perfectly after begging Peter to teach him. How he had always given you something hand-made on your birthdays because he couldn't buy anything.

You missed him. You missed the gentle smile he was always offering you. You missed your tender bickering and his teasing innuendoes.

You had missed your best friend, and no matter what would happen tomorrow, you were going to talk to him.

You couldn't sleep well that night. You even had a nightmare about what happened.

James was late in the dream; you died in the end.

So you stayed up all night, only being able to dive into sleep when the air was lightening up, turning into sapphire blue. At the same time of the day, Remus was turning back to his human self. You would chuckle at the irony if you weren't sleep deprived.

When you woke up, your heart was hammering in your chest. Your roommate was beside you, a glass of water in her hand. You felt sweat drops in your neck and temple; you must be having another nightmare, then.

She offered you the glass, which you gladly accepted. 

"Thank you," you said rather hoarsely. 

"It's almost five in the afternoon, hun."

You sat up in your bed, brushing your hair back with your hands. You had a terrible headache.

"It is?"

"Aye. You sure you're alright?"

"Yes, Lizzie, thank you," you smiled at her before leaving the bad. You were both grateful and uneasy that you had missed the most part of the day. This meant that Remus had already learned about the prank.

You eyed yourself in the bathroom mirror. You looked way better than yesterday night, undoubtedly. Your face had gained its colour back, and your frenzied eyes were glistening with something other than horror. The only flaws were the small cut on your face and the new eyebags.

You got ready and went down to the common room. Because it was Sunday today, the common room was crowded with students. 

Your eyes searched any of the Marauders but failed. They weren't here, and you were hungry. You made your way to the Great Hall, accompanied by nice growls from your stomach. Fortunately for you, it was dinner time.

You were too focused on the food before to find yourself a seat, so you didn't notice anyone approaching you. You flinched when a kind hand touched your arm.

"Y/N?"

"Oh, hiya Lily."

The red-haired girl smiled at you with emerald eyes. She pointed to a corner around the table with her finger. "Potter asked me to call you."

Your eyes found James, who looked as tired as you but still managed to put on a simpering smile. "Cheers," you said to Lily.

You sat next to him, stuffing your plate. Your stomach growled harder at sight.

"How are you feeling?" James asked, watching you nibble on a toast.

"Have been worse. You?"

"Have been worse."

You knew what you had to ask him, but you also knew you needed your appetite at the moment, or you would starve yourself. So you simply hummed and hastened to finish your meal.

You tried not to think about the two empty seats as you sipped your drink. James and Peter were having small talk, trying to lighten the mood. You didn't listen to that either.

You swallowed your last piece as slowly as possible, delaying the inevitable. James looked at you briefly, and you understood what it meant. He raised from his seat, having you follow him.

When you two found an abandoned corner, you turned to him, tuning out the racing of your heart.

"You didn't sleep, did you?" he pointed under your eyes with a nod of his head. You shook your head. 

"Did you talk to him?"

Unfamiliar gloom darkened James's features. "I did. Told him everything."

He glanced at you before averting his eyes away again. "He just listened. Thanked me in the end and said he wanted to be left alone."

Your heart clenched in pain. You didn't want him to be left alone. "Where is he?"

"Dunno. Didn't look for him."

"Where's Sirius?"

James stayed silent for a few seconds. "Dunno, either. We had a fight, but my guess is somewhere in the forest in his animagi form."

You didn't dwell on it any further. You loved Sirius, but you loved Remus more than anyone. Albeit you weren't furious at him, you still didn't plan on seeing him any sooner. 

"I need to talk to Remus, James."

"I truly don't know where he is."

You had to find him. You had to find him and tell him that it wasn't his fault. 

You nodded at James, mumbling a quick bye before wandering around the castle, trying to figure out where he could be.

He wouldn't go to the library. It would be an easy guess for anyone trying to find him.

James said Sirius would be outside of the castle. You were sure Remus wouldn't risk encountering him.

That left you two or three places that you knew Remus would run whenever he wanted to avoid people. So you got going.

You didn't find him at Room of Requirement or Hospital Tower. You cursed the school for being this large in area. It took you almost an hour to get from one side of the castle to another. Fortunately, you were sure Remus was on the Astronomy Tower.

As you got closer and closer to the tower, anticipation chased your heartbeats high, your hands fidgeting with their fingers. You took a moment to regulate your breathing, which had no effect on your pacing heart.

Without wasting one more moment, you entered the tower.

There he was, sitting on the ground, his head low between his hands. Around him was cold and dark, gleaming with the light from the Moon and stars. Your heart ached at the sight of him. You stepped forward, letting the sound of your footsteps alert him. He didn't acknowledge you, but you were sure he had heard you. Heartbreak burned through you, maiming you because of the distance between you two.

Your steps stopped next to him. He still hadn't looked up to you but hadn't asked you to go away either. So you sat next to him, raising your head to gaze at the stars while his head was low between his hands.

"The stars are beautiful, Remus."

He didn't budge. He didn't even move. You peeked at his chocolate-brown hair, suppressing the urge to mess with them.

"Your hair looks nice today."

Silence. You didn't know if he was ignoring you or simply ignoring everyone, and it wasn't something about you.

"Doesn't your neck hurt?"

"No."

You gulped when his voice echoed in the air. 

"It must hurt if you've been keeping it like that for a long time."

"It doesn't."

"Liar."

Silence again. You yearned for his voice once more.

"You can put your head on my shoulder, Remus."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Go away, dove."

His voice was fragile and pleading. It broke your heart, shattered it into million little pieces. A lump made its way to your throat. 

"Why?" you asked, a voice as broken as your heart. "I don't want to go away."

"But I want you to," he loosened his fingers from his hair, dropping them to his lap.

You turned to him. "Don't push me away, Remus."

You reached for his hand, but he gently pulled them away. "Remus, please."

He shook his head, still not looking at you. 

"I need to know why you don't want me here."

He left your side, ambling to the parapet of the tower and leaning to it. You stared at his back in disbelief.

"Remus-"

"Go away, Y/N."

"You won't even look at my face when you kick me out."

Finally, he snapped his head and locked eyes with you. His eyes looked tired, blazing into yours. He had a new scar under his lower lip, from James's horns, probably.

"Go away."

You stood up, frowning in annoyance. "No, I'm not going anywhere," you took stern steps in his direction and closed the disturbing distance. "We need to talk, Remus."

You adored his amber eyes despite your annoyance. You loved to dive into its depth and get lost, sorting out every colour one by one.

He stayed where he was, but you detected his eyes lowering from your eyes. He stared at the cut above your cheek, clenching his jaw.

You unconsciously turned away and hid it from Remus. Memories flooded in a blink and raised the panic inside you. You could still feel the wind hitting your face and the sting from the branch that cut your skin as you fled for your life from the beast.

"It's nothing," you uttered.

Remus scoffed at your face. You saw his eyes change into something harsh and his brows furrow.

"Yeah, sure. The cut in your arm is also nothing."

You didn't ask how he knew that. After all, James did tell you that he would let Remus know everything.

"It'll heal."

"And why is it there in the first place?"

Remus took a step forward when you didn't answer.

What were you supposed to say? Because his wolf form chased you down, and you got injured trying to flee?

"I'll tell you why," he said, voice raised. "Because I hunted you down, tossed you to the ground, and yanked you around. I only did it so I could kill you."

"No–"

"Is that what you wanted to talk about? How I'm a bloodthirsty monster whose first instinct is to kill?"

"You weren't yourself."

"What would happen if James wasn't there?"

You pushed your lips together and closed your eyes. This was the last thing you wanted to talk about.

"No, open your eyes," he raised your head by your chin, forcing you to look him in the eye. "Tell me what would've happened if James wasn't there."

You blinked away the tears that were threatening to invade your vision. Remus made you relive the same nightmare you had that night over and over again.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because I need you to understand! I need you to understand that I'm not someone you can fucking love!"

You startled in your place, both by his anger and claim. Something had burst into flames inside you now that he had finally acknowledged your feelings.

You opened your mouth to quarrel, to tell him he's wrong, and that you loved him more than anyone or anything in the world. But he didn't let you interrupt him.

"You think I haven't thought about what you said in the last two days? You haven't left my mind for even a bloody second!" his tone was raised but broken.

"You were the one pushing me away!"

"Because I wanted to keep you away from all this shit! I wanted you to see me as something other than a cursed boy. Why do you think I never shared that secret with you?!"

"That secret is part of your story, Remus. If you thought that I wouldn't love you with it, you must've been out of your mind."

You didn't think he understood the depth of your love for him, and you needed him to understand. It didn't even matter if your feelings were not returned.

He shook his head no.

"No one, Y/N, no one loves a monster like me."

"I do," you pleaded.

Words weren't enough to convince him or express your love for him, but you were trying.

He took your arm in his hand and pulled the left sleeve of your sweater up, revealing the gash. You tried to pull your arm back, but he overpowered you, tightening the hold on your arm. You grimaced when his fingers pushed on the scar.

"This is what happens when you love someone like me."

You used your whole strength and tugged your arm back. You marvelled at your tone when you spoke.

"Stop it! You weren't yourself, Remus!"

"How does that even change anything?!" he screamed, his voice breaking and his eyes tearing up. "Don't you understand? I am a danger to you!

"Remus–"

"You think this is easy for me?! I have fucking lost my mind these last two days because you were the only one in it! My brain wouldn't think of any name other than yours! My heart wouldn't beat for any name other than yours! And when I am finally ready to tell you that I love you, too, James comes and tells me that I almost fucking killed you!"

His eyes were blood red, and the veins in his neck had popped up. Tears left his red eyes and paved the way down from his jawline to his neck.

Remus was crying.

It was a sight you had never got used in the last five years.

Your mind refused to work, denying to comprehend the words that left his mouth. It was all too much, and all in one moment.

"You love me, too?'

You didn't recognise your own voice, probably because all you could hear was Remus's confession. You expected your heart to race this time also, but instead, it was dead silent. Or maybe you were just too focused on Remus's eyes.

His tears never stopped, and he never tried to stop them.

He was breaking down at last.

You walked up to him and closed whatever distance was left. You looked up into his eyes as he lowered them to you.

"But you didn't kill me," you whispered, bringing your hand to his cheek. He closed his eyes, raining more tears on your hand. You gently wiped them away.

"I'm here, Remus. I'm here, and I'm telling you that I love you. I don't love you despite your curse, I love you with it."

Remus scrunched up his face, letting out a sob before sinking his head down your shoulder. You felt his tears on your neck.

At that moment, you knew no words would ever soothe the storm in his heart.

So you held him as he bawled like a child.

His crying sent daggers to your heart, ripping it open.

You begged for his pain to become yours so that he would never hurt the way he was hurting now.

You didn't know how many minutes past. All you knew was Remus's sobs and whimpers hurt you like nothing else ever did.

You didn't let go when the heavy sobs turned into heavy sighs or when the tear-fall in your neck turned into warm breaths.

You caressed his hair and kissed his neck when he calmed down. When he talked, it was gritty and low.

"I'm a monster, dove. A monster that will tear you to pieces if you get near."

"I love you," you whispered. You felt him let a short, breathy scoff to the crook of your neck.

"I attacked Snape last night like a beast."

"I love you."

"I almost killed you."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

You shut your eyes, breaking your face into a tiny smile. Four words, one sentence, and his lips close to your neck was all you needed for revival.

Remus inched away from your neck, lingering his lips next to your wound. The red in his eyes hadn't worn off, but the brown of his eyes was blazing with affection.

You drew a sharp breath when he kissed above your cheek.

He caressed the nick lengthwise with tender pecks. His hand grazed your other cheek while the other one made its way to your waist.

You held your breath when he lowered his lips, hovering them above your lips. His hot breath tingled your face, you fought the urge to close your eyes.

He whispered your name, and that's when you gave in. You closed your eyes and unknowingly parted your lips.

One second lasted one year. 

Something flamed up down in your chest when you felt Remus's soft lips on yours. He kissed your lips gentle and soft, but short. Pulling back, he stared into your eyes, chestnut brown darkening with every second.

"I love you," he whispered.

Within a blink, his lips crashed into your lips again, this time more intense, more passionate, taking away the air in your lungs. You melted to his touch, letting his lips savour yours while his hand on your waist tugged you closer. Your breaths mingled together, leaving your heart fluttering in your ribcage.

If time had stopped and trapped you at this moment, you wouldn't complain.

You craved his scent on your soul, his touch on your body and his lips on your lips. But most importantly, you were more than glad to be buried in his love.

He pulled away and smiled at the way you filled your lung with air. You felt his thumb caress your face.

"There's no getting rid of me, now, dove." 

His smile was tired, his eyes still carrying the heartbreak of yesterday. You knew he was still a broken boy inside, but you loved him anyway.

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A Week Too Long || Remus Lupin

Summary: Request - As always I have another request. Can do you a small thingy of Remus x sleepy reader? Like just always tired and would rather nap together than go out. Maybe she falls asleep at breakfast and then the rest of the marauders go looking for them two and find them napping in bed together? Just something cute and simple about cuddles and being sleepy together 💕💕

A/N: I love sweet and soft Remus. Thank you for the request @loving-and-dreaming !!

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Y/N

Word Count: 1.6k+

It had been another night of rather tragic sleep. It happened every year when you got back to Hogwarts. It’s like your brain failed to comprehend what the hell sleep was. You didn’t know if it was the excitement of being back and being around everybody again, the nerves for a new school year, your worry for your werewolf boyfriend or what had you up all night, but sleep evaded you for the better part of it.

“Hey.” Marlene giggled waving a hand in front of your face, “Are you even listening to me?”

Your glazed over eyes snapped back into focus, “Sorry Marls.” You sighed, “I didn’t sleep well last night.”

She frowned, “Again?” Looping her arm with yours she guided you along the corridor towards the Great Hall.

“Every year.” You shrugged bringing your hands up to your eyes. You tried to rub the sleepiness away, but it didn’t seem to help much. Your eyelids felt like cinder blocks that kept wanting to be dragged down and down.

“What’s that about anyway?” She asked spotting your friends from the doorway.

You let a yawn out before answering her, “I dunno. Think I just got to get used to it again. I’ll be fine in a few days.”

She all but dragged you over to the table. You felt like you were going to fall asleep with your eyes open at this rate, “Remus, your girlfriend.” Marlene unhooked herself from you before bouncing off to sit somewhere else. Did she just drop you off with your boyfriend?

“Darling,” His smile dropped when he saw your state, “Sit down, what’s wrong?”  Shooting up from his seat he made you sit down with a gentle touch. You were so tired you hadn’t heard the snickers from his, and now your, friends from behind you.

“Rem, I’m fine. Just tired.” You let out another yawn. Your brain desperate for some oxygen to wake you the hell up.

“Yeah Remy, she’s fine.” James teased turning his voice up an octave earning a glare from Remus as he sat back down next to you.

“Bugger off James.” Remus turned back to you making sure to flip his friend off in the process.

“Didn’t know Remus had it in him.” Sirius just had to add in. He leaned forward on the table, an amused expression gracing his lips as his eyes bounced between the two of you. The two of you were nothing new, having been going strong for over two years now. Naturally, you’d grown quite close with his shithead friends that you really did love. They were everything and more for Remus and that meant to the world to you. An incredible human loved by more incredible humans.

You peaked over giving him a broad smile, “James, Sirius, Peter… lovely to see you all again. How was your holiday?” You asked to nobody in particular letting out another yarn trying your darndest to keep your eyes open.

Without hesitation, Remus guided your head to his shoulder. He should’ve known. He saw you like this last year and you’d always mentioned how the start of the year left you sleepless.

“It was fine.” James grinned seeing the soft side of his long-time werewolf friend come out.  James would never admit it, but he dreamed of a relationship like the two of yours. The two of you were each other’s safe spaces. You told each other everything. You also gave the other person enough space to grow and flourish on their own. Only pulling them back when they needed it.

Sirius nodded turning back to you. His smile grew into a sneaky little grin seeing your eyes close on Remus’ shoulder, “Let’s just say I’m glad to be back. And she looks like she is too.” You felt Remus’ hands run through your hair. You just knew he was throwing a glare at his best friend. Probably telling him to shut the hell up. Remus always made sure to put you first, even in front of his friends. It never ceased to make your heart swell with the utmost love.

You smiled letting the group know you heard them. Truth was you were glad to be back. You were more than thrilled to be back with your best friends and boyfriend. How cool was it that you got to spend the next ten months with them? Coming from a muggle home the concept of Hogwarts never ceased to amaze you. You were more than thankful for everything your life had thrown at you, no matter how stressful being twelve was. Imagine, you thought you knew the world and then you were thrown into an entirely new one.

“When the bell rings what do you say we skip potions and go take a nap instead?” He asked whispering into your ear

You opened an eye looking right at in not knowing if you heard him right, “Did my studious boyfriend just suggest skipping class?” You soft smile turned into one much wider knowing you’d corrupted him down to the core in the most innocent way possible. Sleep and snuggles were now his weakness. You, sleep and snuggles was all he needed to survive in this world.

He nodded quickly peaking his eyes back at his oblivious friends, “Slughorn probably won’t even notice love. Let’s get you nice and rested up for charms after lunch. How does that sound?” He gave your nose a quick kiss earning a gag from Peter and a snicker from James. Menaces, all of them.

You nodded almost breathless from the sheer intimacy of the moment, not even his friends could ruin it, “That sounds amazing Remy.” You nodded with the lightest touch of a blush on your cheeks. Even after all this time he still made you feel those butterflies like it was the first time all over again.

As if time was reading your mind the bell chimed letting students know it was time to get a start to their day. Remus waved off his friends letting them get a head start. He knew they wouldn’t get nervous until class started and the two of you didn’t show up. He knew their alone time was limited so the second they disappeared from the Great Hall he tapped your shoulder whispering, “Let’s go love, let’s get some sleep.” He pulled you up beside him softly before walking you back to the Gryffindor common room.

It was all a blissful blue of happiness up until you heard James’ obnoxious laugh echoing from the bubble Remus placed around you. Perks of having a genius boyfriend, he knew all the useful charms. You grinned seeing your boyfriend try and shush his loud roommates trying not to wake you up.

He looked back, his shoulders visibly deflated seeing your eyes open. You heard a faint, “You guys woke her up!” Before he cast the charm away with a simple flick.

“It’s our room too!” Sirius whined sitting down on the foot of his bed.

Peter nodded agreeing with his friend, “Yeah!”

You yawned stretching your arms out towards your boyfriend. A lopsided grin crossed his face seeing you reach out for him so needily. He obliged, walking towards you quickly. You nuzzled your head into his chest once he pulled you back into him, “It’s okay boys. I needed to get up anyhow.” The steady beat of Remus’ heart had other plans for you though. Your eyes shut again once he began running his hands through your hair letting you sink fully into him.

You didn’t notice that Remus cast the spell once more silencing you into a bubble once more. He shooed them out successfully letting you fall asleep for another little bit. Remus continued to stroke your hair smiling down at his sleepy girlfriend. He couldn’t believe how truly lucky he was to have you in his life. He planned to have you in it for a long, long time more now knowing he could do it. He could be a part time monster and you still loved him.

“Hi Remy.” You soft voice tore him away from his thoughts.

He looked down at you with a sweet smile, “Hi love, sleep okay?”

Nodding quickly, you answered him, “Better than I have in a while.”

Leaning down he kissed your temple, “Good.” He kissed you once more before continuing, “I missed you.”

You giggled, “it’s only been a week since I’ve seen you Rem.”

He shrugged, “A week too long.” He pulled you in closer to him. He smelled your hair always loving the scent of your shampoo. It always brought him comfort when he needed it most. The two of you had made it a point to see each other a few times throughout the summer when the other wasn’t traveling. Yes, he’d seen you a week ago, but it was too quick of a trip to your parents’ house. He wasn’t able to do this, no not at all. This was what he wanted and craved. You in his arms snoozing away. This was his version of heaven. You were the something he’d always dreamed of.

You nodded, “A week too long, indeed.”

He leaned down to capture your lips on his. His sweet kisses always seemed to catch you off guard. When he pulled away your cheeks were ablaze, pupils blown out in love, terribly breathless. Remus grinned seeing the state he left you in, “I love you, Y/N.”

“Love you so much Remy.” You grinned laying your head down on his chest once more letting him hold you. You knew he’d get you going for charms if he really wanted to. This too was your version of heaven and you too weren’t terribly keen on giving it up.

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Yours

A/n: This is my first ever blog on here, and I don’t think it’s great, but it doesn’t entirely suck either.

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Summary: While at a quidditch match, a girl flirts with your boyfriend Remus- who is completely oblivious about it. Unable to stand and watch as she does so, you walk way, Remus following after you.

Warning: fluff, kissing, cursing, jealousy, insecurities

You walked hurriedly down a corridor and toward your common room, your arms crossed over your chest as you did. You had been watching another one of James’s and Sirius’s quidditch matches along with Remus and Peter. Everything was going great, and you were all having a great time- or at least, you were until some blonde girl from Gryffindor walked up to Remus and started flirting with him. Of course, like the oblivious idiot he was, Remus didn’t catch up to what she was doing, and you weren’t sure if he had caught up to it even after you walked away.

You knew that Remus wasn’t the kind of person to go around flirting with people- or at least, not on purpose- and you also knew that you two were in a fully committed relationship, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit insecure at times. You had been crushing on him long before the two of you even became friends, and you truly did like him- maybe a lot more than someone in a three-month relationship should’ve, and sometimes, you weren’t sure if he felt the same way about you.

Footsteps could be heard from behind you, but you didn’t want to turn around. You didn’t have to; you knew perfectly well who it was. “Hey. I was talking to some Gryffindor, and when I turned back around, you were gone.” Remus explained, clearly still oblivious to what was happening. It wasn’t until you turned to face him that he finally understood something wasn’t right. “What’s… wrong?”

You tilt your head to the side, hating how he stood there in his shabby yet perfect clothes, looking so innocent. You couldn’t be mad at him, and you knew you shouldn’t be. It wasn’t his fault that he was so goddamn attractive and basically had everyone in Hogwarts crushing on him. Unable to tell him why you were really upset, you shrug half-heartedly, pursing your lips sheepishly now that you realized you were just being stupid. “Nothing… I guess I’m just drained out for the day. I don’t do well in large crowds, you know.”

Remus nodded slowly at your words, concern still evident in his brown eyes. “Are you sure that’s all?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. He knew how closed off you could be at times, and he just wanted to make sure you were alright. “You look… mad.” He paused for a while before continuing in a questioning tone. “Was it something I did?”

You furrowed your eyebrows at his words, immediately shaking your head as you stepped close to him, taking his rough hands in yours. “What? No.” You respond, not wanting him to feel guilty over something that wasn’t his fault.

“Well, then… what is it?” He asked with a confused expression as he looked down at both of your hands, trying to comprehend what was going through your mind. He had learned that although you were very quiet, you tended to have a lot of thoughts in that head of yours, and he wanted to hear every one of them no matter how long it took.

“It’s…” You trailed off, contemplating whether you should tell him the truth and be honest with him or shrug it off as nothing like you usually. You eventually decided to shrug it off as nothing. “It’s nothing; I was just being stupid.” You shook your head with a small smile, not wanting to start unnecessary drama when your friends were having a great time.

Remus frowned at your words, noticing that the smile didn’t reach your eyes. Whenever you smiled, he completely stopped breathing to make sure he didn’t miss any detail about the beautiful view. He always took notice of the way your nose scrunched up and your eyes got smaller when you smiled genuinely, and that was currently missing. “You’re upset; I can tell.” He spoke softly as his thumb stroked the back of your hand, not wanting to make it sound like he was pressuring you into telling him anything. He just wanted you to know that he knew you well enough to tell when you were lying and when you were being truthful.

You stayed silent for a while, looking away from his eyes because you could feel yourself growing smaller and smaller under his gaze. “Alright, fine… I was, but I promise you I’m over it.” You assured him, feeling heat rising to your face as Remus raised a finger to move a few strands of hair away from your face and tucked them behind your ear. He then proceeded to place his finger under your chin, gently tilting your head upwards so that you had no choice but to look into his eyes.

“Come on… tell me what’s on your mind.” He encouraged before rapidly taking a seat on one of the stone benches, patting the spot beside him with a crooked smile. He was trying to get you comfortable enough to open up to him. He knew from the moment he met you that the two of you were alike in more than one way, and that included the fact that neither of you were exactly the type to be very open about your feelings. He respected that back when you were friends, but now, you were in a relationship- Times had changed. The two of you needed to be honest about how you were feeling.

You groaned at his words, slightly scrunching up your face as you let your head fall back. You hated the idea of being so vulnerable toward someone. You could hear Remus chuckle lowly as you walked toward the stone bench and took the spot beside him, all while still complaining. Despite your supposed dislike of the idea, he scooted closer to you, bringing a hand up so that his fingers could softly trace your jaw. He was the only one who could truly ease your nerves whenever you were angry or upset. He somehow knew all the right ways to do so. “What’s wrong, Y/n?” He asked in such a tender and low voice that you could quite literally melt in your spot and tell him all your secrets without a care in the world.

You took a deep breath, attempting to keep your voice steady as you began to explain. “I don’t think you noticed… but that blonde girl you were talking to was hitting on you.” You revealed, fidgeting with your fingers nervously as you watched the realization set in on his face.

“Oh.” He breathed out, a low chuckle escaping your lips as his eyes widened at how stupid he had been. Of course, she had been flirting with him. How hadn’t he realized? It was entirely obvious. “No, I didn’t realize… I’m so sorry. I swear I had no idea that’s what-“

“Remus, it’s fine.” You interrupted him with a shake of your head, having calmed down now that you’d had time to think over the events. “I just… I guess I panicked and overreacted.” You shrug, feeling a bit stupid now at how you had handled the situation. You hadn’t stopped to think and just walked away from the issue, but that was exactly what you did every time there was a problem and you didn’t know how to handle it.

“You panicked? Why’d you panic?” He asked with furrowed eyebrows, clearly not knowing the effect he had on others without even trying.

“Well, because… you’re… you, and I’m me.” You explained vaguely, pausing in between words as you added to your sentence, only making it make less sense every time. Once you saw the pure look of confusion on his face about what you meant by that, you explained further on. “Remus, you’re the hot girl of Hogwarts, and you have people crushing on you without even trying. Of course, I’m going to panic.”

At your explanation, Remus could only let out a loud laugh, but he quickly covered it up by coughing and clearing his throat, not wanting to give you the impression that he was laughing at you because he wasn’t. “What?” He said in an unusually high-pitched voice before pointing at himself. “Me? The hot girl of Hogwarts? I don’t think so.” He shook his head, refusing to believe that. “That’s more of James’s thing.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, refusing to believe that he was that oblivious. Once again, Remus chuckled at this, his playful demeanor eventually transforming into a softer one. “I can assure you that you have nothing to panic about.” He spoke, his coffee-brown eyes on you and only you- as if you were the only thing that mattered to him in that moment. He had completely forgotten about the quidditch match outside. “I only have eyes for you.”

You smiled softly at his words, liking the sound of that. Lost in some sort of adoring trance, your lips acted before your brain could even think about what you were about to say. “I love you.” Upon realizing what had just rolled off your tongue, you slapped your hand over your lips, your eyes wide in shock. “Shit…” You said in a faint voice, watching in panic as Remus raised his eyebrows in surprise at your own words too. He would’ve never thought you would be the one to say those words first out of the two of you. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that- I mean, I did… just not n-“

Before you knew it, Remus had cut you off, leaning in and crashing his lips against yours. His hands were at either side of your face, your lips paralyzed at the start but eventually moving in sync with his. Although you were taken aback and confused by what had just happened, you melted into the kiss, fully letting him take control because you didn’t know what else to do. His lips were soft and felt like a pillow against your lips- a comforting feeling you could always count on making you feel better. Your fingers twisted into his hair, slightly tugging at it as he placed a hand on the back of your neck, the other behind you, holding on tightly to the bench you were sitting on for support.

After a while, the two of you eventually pulled away, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you attempted to regain your breath. Due to your proximity, you could smell his signature scent. It was a mix of wood and chocolate, only driving you crazy. “What was that for?” You furrowed your eyebrows, shaking your head as you tried to understand what had just happened. You were still processing things.

“What? I can’t kiss the girl I love whenever I feel like it?” He questioned, his words genuine although he wore a joking tone. His grin stretched even wider when you smiled back at him. He loved seeing you smile, and he would forever cherish the moments when you did. Abruptly, he fished for something in the pockets of his jacket before pulling out a black marker. For many, it was a curious thing to keep on oneself, but Remus always had a pen or a marker on himself for you to doodle on him with because he knew that’s what you liked to do when you were stressed or bored.

He held out the marker for you to take- which you did hesitantly, unsure of what you were supposed to do with it. “You don’t like it when others ‘flirt’ with me.“ He raised his fingers in the air and used them as quotation marks around the word flirt. “So, to avoid that happening again in the future, you get to mark me as yours.”

You raised your eyebrows in surprise at his words before shaking your head, a faint chuckle escaping your lips. “There’s no need for that.”

“Oh, come on.” He whined, placing his hands on your hips and pulling you closer to his embrace. It was almost as if he wanted to walk around with a mark on his body that said he was yours- to show off to the entire world that he was in a relationship with you. “It doesn’t even have to be that large.”

You pursed your lips at his words before sighing after a while, rolling your eyes playfully as you gave in and took off the cap of the marker. You then placed a hand on the side of his neck, unaware of how close your faces were, as you wrote the words ‘Y/n’s’ on his neck, near his collarbone. The lettering was small, but it was big enough to be legible and get the point across.

Remus looked down at you with a soft glow in his eyes as he watched you write on him, a smile playing on his lips as you finished up. “Definitely getting that tattooed.”

At his words, you looked at him through narrowed eyes, really hoping he wasn’t being serious because your writing had been terrible due to how shaky your hands were. “Do not.” You warned him with a pointed look before giving him a small yet affectionate peck on the lips.

Of course, he didn’t listen to you.

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[blondbadbitchp]

blood moon

young Remus Lupin x you

Idea: struggling with period cramps and remus comforts you 

Warnings: fluff, period, sry for my bad grammar (english is not my first language, sometimes i randomly change between past and present, and i cannot explain why i am so dumb), not proof read

! NOT MY ARTWORK, but one of my fav remus fanart

Credits: lunopal_ (Instagram)

Note: just a little story to comfort everybody who's on their period right now or just don’t feel well. I’m definitely not the best at writing, just trying my best. Leave a comment if you like and tell me what you think :)

<3 <3 <3

“Hey little dove,” Remus was entering the common room, which was surprisingly empty for a friday afternoon. What he saw brought a worried look to his face. You were laying on the couch with your face buried in a red cushion, your favorite stuffed animal pressed close to your body. The only sound coming from you was an annoyed “mh.” 

“Darlin’ is everything okay?”

You tried to move your body and getting into a sitting position. “I got my period this morning and i just feel so exhausted.” You looked up at him with puppy eyes and said with a more soft voice “my stomach hurts so much and my breasts are so sensitive.”

Your wolfboy knew what to do. He came close to you and kissed your forehead, then your cheek and finally brushed his soft lips against yours. You tasted the honey chapstick he only put on because he knew you loved it so much. (Which he stole from your bag a couple of weeks ago) 

"you need to kiss my belly and cuddle me all night long," you explained to him.

“oh alright i understand, you want me to take care of my girl?” He said with a smirk on his lips. He already knew the answer. 

You didn't need to say more. Remus picked you up bridal style, carried you to the dorms and laid you carefully onto his bed and his soft big pillows. Remus was in front of you, with his large hands he pulled your (his) sweater up your body over your breast. 

"You feel comfortable like this, sweetheart? I need you to say something if you get cold"

“If you touch me with your warm hands in the next minute, Lupin, then i will not get cold” you shot back in a playful tone.

Before you could said anything more, his lips were on yours in a passionate kiss. You couldn’t hold back a smile. With his lips he traveled down your neck, to the place between your tits, then kissed your nipples softly. Meanwhile he put his hand on your hips, caressing the complete sides of your body down to your thighs. You always felt safe with him, he appreciated every part of your body. You never felt ashamed in front of him. Even though you didn’t always liked yourself and the way you looked.

“Darling i love your body, your thighs are beautiful and your belly is so soft. You just look like an angel” While saying that he smoothly grabbed the skin on your legs.

“Can I lay my head down on you?” Remus asked after kissing your stomach after every single sentence he said.

“Of course, I actually love it when you do that.” you answered him smiling.

He laid his head down on your stomach and his body took place between your legs. Honestly, this was his favorite place. His weight on top of yours was like those weight blankets against anxiety - it calmed you down in the best way. Your hands found their way to his slightly curled hair and massaged his scalp. He growled in response, his deep shade of voice sent shivers through your whole body. 

“Do you feel better?” remus asked after a few moments of peaceful silence.

“Yes, a little. My cramps stopped and my back hurts less now. Thank you.” 

“You know i would always take care of you” he paused for a second..”because i love you y/n.” He was now looking up from your body and locked his eyes with yours.

"And i love you” you could feel your own heartbeat so intense that every pain was forgotten.

This was the first time you said it to each other.

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[dancinglikeaballerina]

COLD FEET, r. lupin

you stood in front of the mirror. your white dress hitting the floor. the vail tucked into your nicely done hair. you had butterflies swirling all around inside of you. you tried hard to stomach the tears that wanted to fall out.

you loved remus, truly you did but marriage was scary. it was always a what if. what if it doesn't work? what if this what if that. you knew it would be just the two of you for the rest of your lives. inside that small cottage. you wanted it just like that too. remus wanted it more.

"you look beautiful y/n." lily said knocking you out of your thoughts.

"thank you, lils" you said ironing your dress with your hands. "am i supposed to be this nervous?" you said turning and looking at her.

"of course! your just having cold feet. god knows i was nervous marrying mary." she said while fixing her eyeshadow

"can you get him?" you asked making her stop and look at you.

"it's bad luck for-"

"i know, lily. i just need to talk to him, is all." you reassured her

"oh alright, give me a moment." she said walking out the room quickly.

you let out a shaky breath before turning back to the mirror. it felt like an entirety, waiting for him to come.

you heard a simple knock alerting you that it was remus. you quickly spun on your heels before cracking the door. "remmy?"

"hi dove, everything alright?" he questioned, he was nervous. there were so many thoughts going through his head. what if you wanted to call it off. what if this. what if that.

"everything's fine, rem. just needed to hear your voice." you mumbled, you slipped your hand through the door, feeling him press his lips against it before holding it in his.

"good. good."

"remmy, everything's going to be ok, right?" you asked, you were nervous but that was a given.

"everything's fine, love." he reassured, rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand.

"i didn't mean to scare you. just having some jitters, is all."

"i understand, 'it's normal' james keeps saying. dove?"

"yeah?" you could feel him slide your engagement ring up and down your ring finger.

"you want this, right? you're not scared of what the future is going to bring us?" he questioned, letting go of your hand entirely.

"of course i'm scared, it's a new chapter for the both of us, but i also know that you're the one i want to be."

"i should finish getting ready though, i don't want to be late." he joked

"yeah, don't want to be late to our own event." you added to his joke causing him to chuckle.

"alright, i'll leave you to it then."

"i love you, remus." you said before he turned and walked away.

"i love you too, dove." he said before shutting the door.

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[hermionegalathynius]

Hershey’s Kisses

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Warnings: Angst, trauma, fluff at the end!

Summary: You know Remus loves you. It’s getting him to admit it that’s frustrating you. When your parents send you a bag of Hershey’s Kisses from America, you have an idea.

Prompt 1: "Are we really just friends?"

  Prompt 2: "I don't like it when you say things like that. To me, you're perfect.

  "Hey Rem!" Y/n exclaimed, a big smile on her face as she fell into step next to him. 

  Remus gave the girl a small smile but remained silent. 

  Y/n frowned in concern, e/c eyes scanning his face and taking note of the bags under his eyes and the new cut on his cheek. It wouldn't leave a scar, but regardless. It was obvious that last night had been a rough one. 

  "What did Pomfrey say?" She dared to ask as they walked across the grounds towards the Black Lake where the rest of the Marauders and Lily were already lounging. It was Friday and classes had just ended, so everyone was in a good mood. Except for Remus, apparently.

  He shrugged, "Nothing out of the ordinary. Just to go to her for a check up in a week to make sure none of the wounds become infected."

  Y/n's gut tightened at his words. There were more wounds? How bad were they? Where were they? Was he in pain now? She opened her mouth to ask the millions of questions running through her mind but Remus put a hand on her arm to cut her off.

  "I'm fine, Y/n. I promise," he murmured, looking her in the eye.

  She sighed but nodded reluctantly, "Yeah, okay. But tell me if anything goes wrong, okay? I can see how tired you are. Last night must've been rough."

  He gave another shrug, but she could see he was faking the care-free attitude. She knew him better than anyone. 

  "It was just another full moon."

  ———

  Y/n and Remus had been best friends their whole lives. She had known him before the incident and she had stuck by his side after. She was the person who knew him better than he knew himself and he was incredibly grateful to have her in his life. The two of them had been inseparable since birth and nothing had changed during their years at Hogwarts. However, the summer before their sixth year, Y/n's family had gone on holiday to America. She had been gone the entire summer and Remus missed her terribly. When they finally reunited on the Hogwarts train weeks later, he had had the biggest shock of his life. 

  Apparently, six weeks had been enough to change the way Remus saw Y/n. Or at least, he assumed so. Technically, there was no difference between the way she looked now to the way she looked before she went away, but to Remus, she was now the most beautiful person he had ever seen. He found himself struggling to concentrate when she was around, his eye always being drawn to her h/c hair and her s/c skin. If she came too close to him his brain short-circuited due to her scent enveloping him. 

  It was ridiculous, he told himself. He liked to consider himself a logical person and it simply wasn't logical to be falling for his best friend. For any other person it might have worked out, but Y/n had been dealing with his condition their whole lives. It wasn't fair of him to hope that one day they might be more than friends when she had already given him so much of herself. Not that he believed she would ever feel the same. Yet he told himself that even if she did, even if she confessed to him, he would break her heart rather than force her to deal with his shit. He knew she deserved so much better than him. That she could find a guy so much better than him, who didn't have his condition and who would be able to provide for her. Because if he knew one thing, it was that it didn't matter how high his grades were or how hard he studied, very few people would be willing to employ a werewolf. 

  ———

  It had been three years since Y/n had fallen for her best friend. Three years since she had turned her head one day in Charms to see him sitting next to her just as he had been her entire life. Just as he would be for the rest of it—hopefully. She'd realised in that moment that there was no other person who she could rely on as surely and as comfortably as Remus. There was no other person she could count on always being there when she was upset or hurt. No other person she would willingly give her life for, because a life without Remus Lupin was not one she wanted to live. 

  In that moment, she felt her heart swell with love and affection for the werewolf sitting next to her, so unaware of the life-changing revelation she was going through. She knew that there was a big possibility he didn't feel the same and never would, but that didn't matter to her. Even if she had to go on loving him from afar, she would deal with it. She couldn't — she wouldn't — live without him. It was non-negotiable. 

  Even all these years later she still felt the same. 

  Y/n wasn't an idiot. She knew her best friend inside out, so she was well aware of the moment when he fell for her. She could see it on his face. The shock at the adoration that hadn't been there before. The sudden need to be near her, talk to her, touch her. She knew the feeling all too well, so when Remus went through it she didn't miss it. 

  ———

  It happened about a year ago on the Hogwarts Express. Y/n had been running late and had barely jumped on the train when it started to move out of the station. the steam from the engine filled the air and the chugging sound of the wheels pounded in her ears. She leaned against the wall to catch her breath as she waved to her parents who were beaming at her from the crowd. Then the train turned the corner and they were gone. 

  Her head was suddenly filled with thoughts of Remus. She hadn't seen him since the end of the school year. That was six weeks ago. They had been sending letters back and forth from America, but the journey was long for their owls who needed to rest so the two of them hadn't gotten to talk much. She'd missed him terribly and couldn't wait to see him. He was probably wondering where she was since she hadn't gotten to meet him on the platform. That is if he was even thinking about her at all... 

  Y/n shook those thoughts out of her head and started making her way up the train, looking in each compartment to see if she could find the Marauders. It took a while, but eventually she peered in one about halfway along the train and saw the four familiar faces she had been looking for. James was talking excitedly about something — probably Lily — and Sirius was the only one who seemed to be listening. Peter was fast asleep under a pile of sweet wrappers and Remus... Remus was staring out the window. You couldn't see his face, but by his body language you knew he was worried. His shoulders were tense and his book lay untouched next to him on the seat. That was the real tell. You knew Remus only left a book like that if he was too anxious to concentrate on it. 

  Smiling excitedly, Y/n pushed the compartment door open and declared, "Missed me?"

  The boys all whipped their heads around to the sound of your voice. Even Peter woke up and blinked blearily at you. There was a moment of silence, but only a moment because then Remus was up and moving towards you, pulling you into a firm hug. The other boys were whooping excitedly, shouting your name. You giggled into Remus's shoulder and squeezed him back, impossibly giddy to be back in his arms. 

  "Of course I missed you, Y/nn," he murmured as he pulled away and your breath hitched. 

  There it was. The change in his eyes. The realisation of just how much he'd missed you. The shock at his new revelation. The surge of affection towards you, his best friend, who he hadn't seen in six weeks. You beamed up at him and suppressed the blush that threatened to take over your features at the intensity of the look he was giving you. 

  "I missed you too, Rem." 

  ———

  It had been a year since then. A year of waiting for him to bring it up. A year of wondering if she had just imagined it. A year of thinking she couldn't have imagined it if he was still looking at her like that. A whole. Bloody. Year.

  Y/n had started picking up on other emotions in his gaze after a while. Along with the affection and love in his eyes when he looked at her, she also saw pain and regret and sadness. So much sadness. It hurt her to think he was feeling this way but she didn't know how to help him. Whenever she tried to bring it up, he would change the subject or shrug it off as if she was just being silly. But she wasn't. She knew she wasn't and he knew it too, he was just too bloody stubborn. 

  By now, Y/n was so frustrated it wasn't even funny. That was why, when her parents sent her a bag of Hersey's chocolate kisses from their American Candy Stash, she had an idea.

  It was Monday afternoon after classes had ended. Y/n and Remus were having their usual study session in the Library. As usual, the whole week leading up to the full moon, Remus had been extra... obvious with his feelings towards her. She assumed it had something to do with his ancient, primal instincts starting to take over. He would glance at her more often and opt to be as near as possible to her side whenever there were other boys around. It was a little funny actually, but it also meant that he would soon be acting the way he was now. Tired, worn-out, distant. It broke her heart every time. Just last week he was sitting so close to her his knee was pressed against hers and now... now he sat a good ruler's length away from her. 

  Deciding now was as good a time as any, Y/n reached into her satchel and pulled out her bag of Hershey's Kisses. 

  "Moony?" She whispered gently, touching his shoulder. 

  He grunted in answer, making her chest pang but she ignored it.

  "Do you want a Kiss?" She asked.

  Her best friend shot upright in his seat, his eyes wide as he turned his head to look at her, a blush evident on his cheeks. She suppressed a giggle, keeping her innocent expression on her face. 

  "What?" He croaked, still not noticing the bag of chocolates in her hand. Even if he did, she doubted he would understand by himself. She hadn't told him about the American muggle sweet before. 

  "Do you want a Kiss?" She asked again.

  He blinked at her. Once. Twice. 

  She sighed and held up the bag, shaking it slightly, "A Hershey's Kiss Rem. Do you want a Hershey's Kiss?"

  The realisation dawned in his face and he sunk back against his chair, "Oh, that's what you... yes, yes please."

  Y/n gave a little chuckle and nudged him playfully, "What did you think I meant, Rem? Did you think I was offering you an actual kiss?"

  He blushed again and forced a laugh out of his mouth, "Yeah right."

  You watched in disappointed silence as he went back to his homework without another comment. This boy was just too stubborn. 

  That was it. You'd had enough. You knew he felt the same way. It was obvious. Yet he was still refusing to admit it!

  "Stop it," she said suddenly, before she could stop herself. 

  He looked up again, brown eyes confused, "Stop what?"

  She sighed in frustration and gestured to the space between them, "Stop this. This denial of your feelings. This refusal to do something about them. Do you have any idea how many signals I've given you, Remus John Lupin? How many opportunities you've had to finally act on your feelings? Don't think I don't know why you haven't taken the hint yet. Tell me, Rem. Are we really just friends?"

  He swallowed, his expression becoming closed off, "I don't know what you're talking about."

  Y/n glared at him and whispered furiously, "Stop lying to me! I know you better than anyone, Moony! Did you really think I wouldn't know if you had feelings for me?"

  He turned his gaze to the book in front of him, refusing to meet your stare, "It's a lot more complicate than that, Y/n. If you know me so well, you'll know that too."

  She rolled her eyes, "Oh don't give me that! I get it, okay? You think you're a burden on the people who care about you. You think they shouldn't have to deal with your shit. Well guess what, Rem? You're wrong. Very, very wrong. Because caring for you is a privilege, not a burden. Loving you is the best thing that has ever happened to me. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. How many times do we have to have this conversation before it sticks in that big brain of yours?"

  Remus clenched his fist around his quill and looked up at you, finally meeting your gaze, "An infinite amount of times, clearly, because you won't stop insisting on having it! Yes, alright? I love you. I'm in bloody love with you. But what I feel doesn't matter because I can never get married and have a family and do all that stuff that someone like you deserves. I'll be struggling from pay-check to pay-check for the rest of my life, so there is no way I will be able to give you the life you deserve. Merlin, Y/n, you have no idea how many times I've wanted to just screw the future and let myself fall for you, but I can't. Not when it's you're future on the line. You've given me so much of yourself, you shouldn't have to give more. You deserve someone who can love you freely without anything pulling the two of you down.  We graduate next year and while you'll be off becoming an Auror, I'll be searching the newspapers for someone who won't have qualms with employing someone like me."

  Y/n was crying, tears streaming down her face as she saw all of her best friend's pain laid before her. All his self-hatred. 

  "I don't care about all that," she whispered, because they were still in a Library, " I hate it. I absolutely hate it when you say things like that. To me you are perfect. Don't you understand that? I've thought about our future too, you know? And every time I do, I'm not bothered by the fact that we might not be able to have kids or that you'll turn into a bloody werewolf every full moon because I'm too busy being happy that you'll be next to me. We'll be together for the rest of our lives. That's all I bloody care about, Remus, don't you understand?"

  He just shook his head, and forced himself to look away from her tear-filled eyes, "Y/n I... I can't do this. I thought I could deal with my feelings while still being your friend but now... I have to go."

  Y/n's heart stopped. Devastation filled her stomach and started rising to her chest. He couldn't mean what she thought he meant. Could he?

  But he did.

  Y/n watched in shocked, mourning silence as her best friend — the only one she'd known would never, ever walk away from her — packed up his things and walked out of her life. 

  ———

  The following days and weeks blurred together. Y/n was broken. It felt like she was constantly crying, her heart the heaviest it had ever been in her entire life. She cried herself to sleep every night, and then cried herself awake after dreaming about Remus. She barely ate and when she did it was tiny morsels of food. The only thing that kept her going was her studies. She knew that she would forever regret it if her end of year grade was frightfully low because she had let a boy distract her. But he wasn't just any boy, was he? He was her best friend. Well, he used to be her best friend.

  Y/n's dorm mates didn't know what to do. Lily, one of her good friends, watched her fight back tears when she accidentally stumbled across a picture of her and Remus from when they were seven. She watched as Y/n grew thinner and thinner from barely eating and sleeping. She watched her friend waste away for two weeks before she snapped. 

  "That's it," she muttered to James one day when she walked down into the common room after trying to coax Y/n into eating, but to no avail. 

  Her boyfriend's eyes widened, "She's still not eating?" 

  Lily nodded, "It's gone on long enough. I'm going to go talk to Remus. He needs to understand how distraught he's made her."

  James looked weary, "Lils, do we really want to get involved in their business?"

  Lily glared at him, "You might not have seen her James, but you've seen him. Do you really believe it's not worth is getting involved? How is Remus, James? Happy? Content?" She snapped, sarcasm practically dripping from her tone.

  James sighed and shook his head, "You're right, as always. I've never seen Moony like this. He barely talks and when he does it's one word answers. He hasn't so much as touched a book in two weeks. He doesn't answer the questions in classes, he never joins in our conversations in the dorms even though he used to always have an opinion. He's a broken man, Lil. He needs Y/n."

  Lily nodded, "Good. He should feel that way. I'm going to go talk to him."

  ———

  Remus was sitting under the tree he and Y/n used to study under when the weather was nice. Tears rolled down his cheek as his fingers fiddled with the hair elastic Y/n had left in his room when they were nine. It was purple and stretched out from years of Remus fidgeting with it when he was nervous. Now it was damp with his tears as they dripped into his hand. 

  He missed her. He missed her so damn much it was excruciatingly painful. Everywhere he looked he was reminded of her. He couldn't even read a book without wondering if she would enjoy it. But he had to stay strong. He had to resist the urge to go find her and beg for her forgiveness. He was doing this for her, after all. Even if she ended up hating him for it, she would be better off. 

  "Remus John Lupin!" 

  He whipped around to see Lily storming towards him across the field. She looked livid. 

  He sighed. He'd expected something like this to happen. Drying his tears he stood up and prepared himself for her reprimanding.

  "You have to go fix this," she said, pointing towards the castle. 

  Remus shook his head, sadness threatening to take over again, "You know I can't."

  She shook her head, "Bullsh*t! We all know your reasons Remus, and as much as we sympathise with you, Y/n is up there is that Tower crying her eyes out and you're the only one who can help her."

  Remus looked down at the grass a muttered, "She'll be okay. Eventually she'll learn to hate me and it won't hurt as much anymore."

  Lily gave a dry chuckle, "You really have no idea how much she loves you, do you? She hasn't eaten in days, Remus. Days! And the last time she did she got through a total of two grapes before she started crying again. She hasn't stopped studying which, although admirable, isn't healthy when going through something like this. She barely sleeps, and when she does she wakes up crying because she dreamt of you. You, Moony. You were her best friend. She once told me you were the only person she would gladly and without hesitation give her life for. And you love her. Who bloody cares about your condition and what it may or may not mean for your future. What matters is that you love her and she loves you and right now she's up there wasting away because you shut her out of your life. So my question is, Remus: What are you going to do about it?"

  Remus's head spun. He'd known she was going to be upset for a few days after he cut ties with her, but it had been two weeks. And yes, Remus was also still upset but deep down he had never really believed anyone could love a monster like him as much as he loved Y/n. From what Lily told him, she was a wreck. All because of him... 

  She wasn't eating. The girl he'd seen gobble down a burger, a huge portion of fries and a double-chocolate and hazelnut sundae, wasn't eating. Remus was suddenly filled with a huge amount of dread and regret. He'd done the wrong thing. He had to talk to her. Make things right.

  "Okay," he said to Lily, "Let's go."

  They ran across the grounds and into the castle, sprinting through the halls and up seven flights of stairs to get to Gryffindor Tower. 

  Lily lead him up to the girls' dorms and stopped at one of the doors. 

  "She's alone in there," she told Remus, "Goodluck."

  Remus nodded and, swallowing, opened the door. 

  The girl sitting on the bed across the room was the ghost of his best friend. Eyes red from crying, hair limp, cheeks pale. Yet she was still the most beautiful being Remus had ever seen. However, the detail that sent a pang of regret through Remus's very core was just how thin she was. 

  "Y/n," he murmured, tears springing to his eyes.

  Her chin jerked up and her eyes met his. Immediately three fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. 

  "Remus," she breathed, voice trembling, "What are... what are you doing here."

  Remus started crying then. Making his way over to the side of her bed he fell to his knees and took one of her small hands between two of his and pressed his forehead to it, shaking with sobs. 

  "I'm so sorry, Y/n. I'm so, so sorry."

  She just stared at him, not sure what to say or how to react. For all she knew this could be a dream. 

  "I was an idiot," he whispered, looking up at her with his brown, tear-stained eyes, "I was a huge, bloody idiot for even thinking for one second that shutting you out was what was best for you."

  She nodded slowly, tears still falling down her cheeks, as if her eyes were leaking. 

  "Damn right, you were," she murmured, managing a small smile. It was the first smile she'd made since that day two weeks ago.

  He looked up at her with his big, brown, pleading eyes, "I know this is all my fault. I know I'm to blame. I just want to ask for your forgiveness, nothing else. I don't... I don't expect you to still feel the same way, or be ready to feel the same way."

  Y/n slowly got up out of bed, pulling Remus up with her until she was hugging him. He squeezed her back tightly, burying his face in her shoulder and letting out another sob. She did the same, still struggling to believe it was Remus's arms around her, hugging her, keeping her safe again. 

  "All I want is for you to promise me you'll never leave me again," she whispered when she pulled away slightly to peer into his face. 

  He nodded firmly, cupping her cheek and wiping away her tears, "I promise. I promise I'll never leave your side for as long as we live."

  She smiled at him properly then, and it was like the answer to the question he has been asking his whole life. 

  The kiss she pulled him into was sweet and sad at the same time, both of them still crying out of joy and sadness. They pulled each other as close as they could get, not wanting to ever let go ever again. 

  And yes, there would be hardships ahead if them. There would be money issues and furry little problems to deal with. But they would get through them, because they had each other, just as they always had and always would for the rest of their lives.

Tag List

Note: this tag list is also my Sirius tag list. If anyone would not like to be on it, please tell me and I’ll remove you ;)

@obscurilicious

@hphufflefan

#remus lupin x reader #remus lupin #remus john lupin #remus x y/n #harry potter fandom #harry potter #hogwarts #the marauders fanfiction #the marauders #moony x reader #the maraunders map #marauders #moony #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #wormtail #padfoot #prongs #Moony fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfic writing #hp fandom #sirius black #james potter #peter pettigrew

[littlemoonyslife]

What Sirius and Remus’s relationship would look like:

- They would definitely drink Fire Whiskey. Sirius is a BIG whiskey drinker and Remus wanted to be like his sexy boyfriend so he drank regular whiskey and hated it. So Sirius bought him special whiskey (Fire)

- Lots of soft kisses

- Sirius saying "I love you, remember that" before Remus's full moons. Just in case Remus feels bad when Sirius helps him during the full moons

- There are two different Sirius Black's.... Sirius with friends and Sirius with Remus alone. I SAID WHAT I SAID

- Okay imagine this... You know that scene where Andrew Garfield is screaming at night in the middle of the road in front of his car? (can't remember the film to save my life but bear with me) That's Remus outside the Black household screaming at Walburga because Remus thought that Sirius betrayed James and Lily to become a deatheater. With Walburga crying outside the window while she hears Remus screams because she never wanted to marry Orion Black and have a family like this- (SHE DID WRONG, YES I KNOW BUT I CAN SEE HER BEING THE FEMALE VERSION OF SIRIUS. A REBEL. FORCED UPON MARRIAGE)

- McGonagall highkey shipped them. So whenever they were caught doing pranks together, she gave them a warning because she didn't want to ruin their moments together.

- Sirius REALLY AND I MEAN REALLLLLLLLLY loves his hair. Only person was allowed to touch it besides himself..... Remus.

- Remus was the cooker in the relationship and when Sirius tried to impress Remus by cooking, it always ended up in a disaster

- Okay imagine this..... Sirius and Remus sit in the back of class together. Sirius has his head on the table with his arms resting beneath his head. Sighing dramatically for Remus to pay attention to HIM and not the lesson. Remus gives in but not by much.... REMUS GIVES SIRIUS BACKRUBS IN CLASS AND SIRIUS TRIES NOT TO BLUSH

- Remus would always come back to the dorm with a bag of chocolates on his bed

#harry potter #remus x sirius #wolfstar #all the young dudes #the marauders #the maraunders map #remus lupin #sirius orion black #remus loves sirius #moony fanfiction #padfoot

[random-writer-person]

Twist and Shout

Remus Lupin x Reader

Word count: 1969

warnings: mentions of alcohol and being drunk

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the Gryffindor just won a quidditch match so of course we were having a big party. the party has been going on for about an hour and you could say you drank a little bit too much. swaying around trying to find your friends you see Sirius and Remus standing in a corner together talking so you went to them.

"heyyyy guys oh my godddd you guys are the best I love youuuu," you said slowly leaning into Remus because you can't stand straight.

"hey y/n how much have you had to drink?" Remus says trying to help you stand up straight.

"oh, I don't know people just keep handing me drinks," you say laughing a little then you hear the song change. "OH MY GOD THE BEETLES COME DANCE WITH ME" You pull Sirius with you and he hesitantly follows. As soon as you get on the dance floor you are recreating the scene from dirty dancing with the song twist and shout playing. slowly Sirius starts getting into it and you're both dancing and grinding on each other being too drunk to notice Remus glaring at you both from the corner.

"come on and twist a little closer now" Sirius sings quietly and you twist your hips up his leg throwing your head back. that seemed to do it for Remus came to you guys.

"I think I'll take it from here," he said gently taking your arm.

"Remusss will you dance with me?" you say putting your arms around him. he nods so you start dancing with him as you did with Sirius. As you're dancing you start getting more and more tired as the alcohol caught up with you and you laid your head on his shoulder.

"you wanna go to bed love?" Remus asks slightly pulling away from you, being too tired to respond you just nod your head a little bit so Remus picked you up putting your legs on either side of him and took you down to the girl's dorms. once in there he gently put you down on your bed and pulled your shoes off before putting the blanket on you right before he left he felt your hand on his wrist.

"you're such a good guy Remus this is why I have a crush on you thank you for putting me to bed," you said slowly falling asleep.

"Please tell me that again in the morning," he said blushing then put your hand back down on the bed and then left closing the door behind him. All night he was tossing and turning thinking about what you said and hoping it wasn't just the alcohol talking.

~ time skip ~

when you woke up you had a terrible headache and you couldn't remember a thing. all you knew is that somehow you ended up in bed with your dress still on so you got up and went to shower and got ready for breakfast.

when you walked into the grand hall you headed straight for your friends sitting beside Remus smiling at them.

"Miss Life of the party is awake welcome," Sirius says with a chuckle. you turn red.

"oh no what did I do I don't remember anything," you said putting your hands on your cheeks.

"well most of the night you were just wandering around drinking not too bad then you found me and Remus and forced me to dance to twist and shout with you as you grinned on my leg," he said with a small smile.

"oh my god I'm so sorry," you said burying your head in your hands. "did I do anything else?" you peeked an eye out.

"well you also grinned against Remus but then he took you to bed," Sirius said taking a sip of his drink.

"oh god Remus I'm so sorry I shouldn't have drank so much," you said turning bright red.

"It's fine love don't worry about it you're quite a good dancer," Remus said with a wink at that you turned red and squeaked. Remus has never been flirty with you before what is happening. you turn away from him eyes wide face red questioning everything and just choosing to ignore it for now in favour of eating. after a bit of eating the boys talked you mostly stayed quiet while eating your food you had to head to class.

"hey guys we got to go to class," you said standing up and grabbing your messenger bag.

"oh right forgot it's not the weekend let's go," Sirius said with a little groan and standing up with the rest of them and you all walk to potions together. Remus was standing rather close to you the whole walk. so close that your hands kept brushing against each other. your face was so red you were trying to think of a way to hide it but you couldn't think of anything.

"you look rather nice when you're blushing," Remus said in a whisper leaning down to your ear. again your eyes widened and you just blushed. when you got to potions you went to go sit with lily like you usually do but Remus followed you, you were confused but chose not to say anything.

"hey lily, you think I could sit next to y/n today?" he said standing beside her. you look up at him confusion written all over your face while Lily looked from him then to you with a smirk.

"oh sure I'll go sit with... James" she said happy until she realized she'd have to sit with James but going to sit with him anyway.

"James put you up to that?" you asked while he put his bag down and sat.

"no, I just wanted to sit with you but guess it worked out for him" You both turn to see James smiling at Lily while she gave him a tight-lipped grin back not happy.

"worked out for James but not Lily" you laugh a little Remus joins in. "so why'd you wanna sit with me I'm no good at potions the only reason I'm passing is because of Lily," you said chuckling he just smiled back.

"I like being around you don't worry I can help you with potions," he said leaning down to grab his potions book out of his bag. Remus is being strange he's never this flirty or forward with you what happened since yesterday? you couldn't figure it out you still can't remember anything. Before you could question Remus Professor Slughorn and you tried to pay attention to the lesson but you just couldn't seem to look away from Remus.

"miss y/l/n can you answer my question?" Slughorn asked you. oh no you weren't paying attention what was the question?

"say amortentia" Remus whispered so quietly you just heard him barley

"uh amortentia?" you said in a normal voice.

"very well seems like you can listen and stare at Mr. Lupin at the same time," Slughorn said while turning back to the lesson you turn bright red while the other kids in the class laugh James and Sirius being the loudest, though Lily was fast to shut them up. you look down trying to hide as much as possible from Remus but when you sneak a peak he's just taking notes while smirking to himself. for the rest of the lesson, you pretend to take notes while you're just doodling little pictures on your parchment.

~ time skip ~

after the lessons were over and it was time for lunch you were too embarrassed to go sit with your friends so you walk in and just grab a piece of toast about to walk out you hear Remus.

"hey y/n where you going?" he says waving a little at you.

"I'm gonna try and get some homework done in my dorm before the next class," you say waving while walking backwards and then hurrying out of the main hall. As soon as you're out the doors you take a deep breath and head to the black lake trying to clear your mind and figure out what I going on with Remus. after a while, you decided it was time to head back to the school for class Lucky you didn't see Remus till last period so you have a little more time to think.

~ time skip ~

once you got in the last-period class you immediately see Remus beside where you usually sit again so you cautiously head over.

"Hey Remus," you say as casually as possible while putting your bag down and sitting.

"hey I went to your dorm to see if I could help you with your work and you weren't there where did you go?" he said looking up from his book.

"oh sorry I decided last minute that I wanted to go down to the black lake it's so peaceful there," you say smiling.

"it's fine I was just worried about you" he smiled back you blush a little at his concern as you were about to answer the teacher walks into the class so you start paying attention. you were so focused on the lesson that when you felt a finger tap your hand you jumped a little but it was just Remus trying to pass you a note so you pick it up and read it.

'will you go to the black lake with me after class?'

you look at him to see he's already looking at you so all you do is nod he smiles and you smile back. the rest of class was filled with thoughts about what Remus wanted to go to the black lake with you for. as soon as the teacher dismisses you you grab your stuff and wait for Remus to be ready, in those few seconds James comes over.

"you guys coming to dinner?" he asks mostly looking at Remus.

"no we're going to go for a walk we'll probably be there by the end though," Remus said putting his hand on your back James nods and heads off while Remus starts walking hand still on your back you follow. you don't talk the whole way to the lake getting more and more nervous every second you're about to burst when you finally make it to the tree by the black lake and Remus sits down patting the spot next to him.

"I'm sorry I've been strange today but I needed to figure something out," he says as soon as you are sat beside him.

"what do you mean?" you ask very confused.

"last night while I was trying to help you to bed you told me that you have a crush on me. of course, I was hoping it wasn't the alcohol but when you said you didn't remember what happened I knew you wouldn't tell me so I thought flirting with you would be the best way to see if you do like me," he said looking at the lake the whole time you're blushing because you didn't know you said that and you were embarrassed.

"And did you figure it out?" you said looking down at your knees.

"well I can't be fully sure but I think that you do and in that case, I like you too very very much," he says you look up at him in shock which slowly changes to a big smile.

"thank goodness I do like you Remus" he smiles back and slowly takes your hand in his.

"Will you go on a date with me y/n?" Remus says smiling down at you.

"yes of course I will," you say nodding your head he chuckles then leans in slowly you do too until finally you meet in the middle for an earth shatteringly amazing kiss.

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hope you guys enjoyed

XOXO

Good day night whatever

#fluff #romance #harry potter #jealousy #sirius black #sirius x you #remus x reader #remus lupin #the beatles #friends to lovers #marauders #marauders era #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #moony fanfiction #moony lupin #moony

[xemily-similex]

I wanna write a DCA x Reader fic, where “you” are the mechanic (who obviously has a crush on SaM)and the boys get a new handler, but their handler is a bonafide, stereotypical Y/N that they “like” And it would mostly consist of you slowly losing your shit about it… any ideas or tips or any interest in reading it??

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[trumanbluee]

im writing my first moony fic & the idea is so cute im so excited to share it !!!! i should be writing my english assignment rn but this idea came to me and i needed to start it asap its adorable

#moony fanfic #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin fanfic #moony fanfiction #marauders #moony #remus lupin oneshot #remus lupin imagine #moony oneshot #moony imagine

[lucyrose191]

OBSESSED|| J.F POTTER

Pairing; James Potter x Fem!Girlfriend!reader

Summary; It’s no secret that James Potter is absolutely obsessed with his girlfriend and he couldn’t be more in love.

Warnings; None. (Fluff.)

HP/Marauders Master List

The entirety of Hogwarts were not ignorant of the knowledge that when James Potter loved, he loved hard and he did it with everything he had in him.

They had seen it in the way he treated his closest friends and they had most definitely seen it when they had seen him pine after Lily Evans, trying with everything in him to gain her affections.

However, after at least a hundred hairline cracks to his heart it was important to make the decision to move on from the red head before his heart broke in two.

It was hard to believe that the Potter boy had truly decided to put the red head behind him, even his friends weren’t really sure they believed him but it just so happened that the boy was telling the truth.

He no longer put on grand performances professing his love, no longer sent gifts via owl flying through the Great Hall and no longer tried to ask out Lily on a date.

Instead he took time to focus on himself, his studies and his friends.

It turns out that when your entire focus is simply on the girl you thought was the love of your life and pranking others it could really affect a person’s grades and so when Minnie had suggested the idea of a tutor he happily agreed with her, he wanted to prove that he really was serious about his studies and his future, not just to his professors but to his parents too.

He wanted to be more than a spoilt, rich boy that got handed everything he could ever need.

He wanted to earn the opportunities he was being given.

Lucky for him, he got a lot more than he was bargaining for when he walked into McGonagall’s classroom that day to find you sitting at one of the desks with your head stuck in a book, waiting for him.

Not only did his grades start skyrocketing but he found that with each tutoring session he spent with you a weight began to grow in his chest, only growing heavier with each moment you spent together.

He’d begin to look forward to seeing you there waiting for him, hair messily pulled back away from your face, eyes narrowed in concentration as you read whatever book you had with you that week, he thought you were adorable.

Slowly, he had accepted the fact that he did indeed, have a crush on you.

He approached it differently than he had with Lily though, instead of grand gestures and eccentric performances, he instead settled for subtle acts of service and innocent touches.

An entire two months he had spent sending subtle glances your way, asking innocent questions to get to know you better, strategically taking notice in the way you’d react to his minor compliments or soothing touches to try and find out if you in some way felt the same.

He thought you did, you had to, right?

He wasn’t imagining the way your cheeks would turn pink when he brushed his hand against you or the way you’d shyly refuse eye contact with him when he looked at you a certain way.

He couldn’t have been imagining it.

He wasn’t. When he eventually bit the bullet and asked you out on a date he couldn’t believe it when you had agreed.

A night spent in the Astronomy Tower with your favourite snacks as you talks for hours and watched the stars had been the start of it all.

There was no doubt about it that James Potter loved you, Hogwarts had never seen him happier.

"He’s doing it again," Sirius groaned, seeing the way James was sitting with his head rested against his palm, seemingly in a daydream as he stared across the hall at you.

It would’ve been deemed creepy if they didn’t know he was staring at his girlfriend, you.

"Leave him alone, Padfoot, he’s in love," Remus teased, briefly glancing up from the novel he was reading, it amazed him every time at just how easy it was to read the emotions swimming in his friend’s hazel eyes.

"He was never like this with Lily," Peter piped up through a mouth of pastry.

Sirius gave him a look of disgust before commenting "He doesn’t even know who Lily is anymore, there’s only two women that exist to our Prongs here and those are his mother and the girl he’s currently staring holes into."

There was no indication that James had heard Sirius’ words but he suddenly jumped up from his seat, startling his three friends. "I need to go give Y/N a hug before she forgets about me." He briefly explained before hurrying towards his girl.

"What the fuck is wrong with him?" Sirius mutters in disbelief, all three of them turning to stare at where you were now in James’ arms, looking up at him with a loving smile.

There was no lie in the saying that Potter’s only fall in life once, they just first need to learn the difference between love and infatuation.

He had been infatuated with Lily, but he was beyond in love with you.

#james potter #james potter x reader #james potter x you #marauders era #marauders #james fleamont potter #harry potter #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #prongs x reader #prongs x you #james potter fanfiction

[thebestofoneshots]

I listened to ONE SONG, and now I’ve plotted an entire Pirates AU for Poly!Marauders x reader and I’m very, and I repeat, very tempted to start writing it but also I don’t want to put Gilded Conestellations aside so I’d be writing two things at the same time I really wish I could clone myself for this holly shit.

#imagine #one shot #oneshot #marauders fanfiction #marauders fandom #marauders x you #the marauders x reader #marauders x y/n #marauders x reader #prongs #padfoot #moony #moony fanfiction #Sirius black #Remus Lupin #james potter

[here-am-i-sitting-in-a-tin-can]

being a marauders fan is a red flag.

it’s also an orange flag.

and a yellow flag. and a green, a blue and a purple one.

you’re gay.

#marauders era #marauders #the marauders #dead gay wizards #the maruaders #the marauders era #the maraunders map #marauders fanfiction #marauders fic #marauders incorrect quotes #marauders fandom #marauders era x reader #marauders era smut #atyd marauders #james potter x regulus black #james x regulus #james potter x you #james potter x reader #james potter smut #james potter p links #james potter fluff #james potter drabble #james potter #james fleamont potter #moony #sirius being sirius #remus loves sirius #wolfstar #black brothers #sirius and regulus

[blondbadbitchp]

tell me what’s wrong

young Remus “Moony” Lupin x you

Idea: sitting together, remus listens to your struggles and comforts/helps you, just a short little story

Warnings: bestie!remus, struggle with mental health and feelings, pet name for y/n is flower, fluff in the end, english is not my first language (grammar mistakes incoming!), not proof read

Note: this is my first fanfic for our beloved moony. i hope the feelings and issues and how i described it make sense to anyone. i felt this way and wanted to write about it. I AM HAPPY IF ONLY ONE PERSON READS AND LIKES MY STORY.

<3 <3 <3

"Y/n?", then he saw you sitting on the stairs of the astronomy tower, "hey flower, what are you doing?" 

You turned you head and saw Remus walking towards you with a kind of concerned look on his face. He usually came here at the end of the day to smoke and watch the stars or read a new book.

"Just sitting here and think i guess," you answered.

"Can i sit next to you?" Remus ask carefully. "Of course moony, no need to ask” you said with a little smile on your lips. Remus was one of your best friends. You guys didn't see each other every day but when you were spending time together it was always fun and comfortable. You trusted him and he trusted you. You knew, he would never judge you or your actions. You first met him in a little bookshop in hogsmeade when you were looking for new poetry and he was there buying at least 7 new books. Ever since you were sitting together in class or working in the library. You would always bring him his favorite tea after a full moon night and he knows he can always cheer you up with your favorite coffee. (Coffee with milk, foam and a shot of hazelnut syrup)

The sun already sank down a couple of minutes ago but the sky was still red and orange. As it grew more and more darker you could see the stars. While you looked up to see them, Remus sat next to you and looked over to your messy hair bun and your beautiful eyes. 

"What's going on in your head? I haven't seen you all week. I know something is bothering you, flower. You know damn well you can’t hide it from me.”

A minute of silence. 

“I’m sorry for not meeting up with you last week. I guess i was mentally not feeling well,” you said in a low voice.

“Tell me. You can tell me everything.”

“I know,” you took a deep breath, “right now i kinda have problems with a friend and i know we need to talk it out. But my problem is, the whole week i have been ignoring my feeling. I always do shit like that and i hate myself..i wanna talk to her so bad but i kinda procrastinate my feelings. And with not answering her and ignoring everything she just feel betrayed and i feel even more like shit. I really don’t know why i am like this…i am so far from the person i wanna be. I wanna treat people right but i act like fucking idiot. I have the feeling i can’t get better.” A tear rolled down your cheek. This was the first time you cried in front of remus. Usually you don’t cry in front of others.

Remus took your hand in his and said softly but still with a strong voice: “Stop that and look at me. You are not a problem. Everybody makes mistakes, especially when it comes to dealing with feelings. You have plenty of time to become the best version of yourself and you already are such a great person, flower. You need to talk to your friend. In the end, everything will be alright. And if you can’t do it alone, i can help you. Whatever you need. No matter if i hug you for hours for comfort or kick your ass to do something.”

You laughed at his last words. “Since when are you so wise?”

“You know i’m a werewolf, i have a special power.” 

You both laughed a little. “thank you remus,”  you hugged him and stayed like that for the next minutes as you calmed down. From his pocket he pulled out dark chocolate wrapped in paper and gave you a big piece. 

“You know, maybe for today we can do something to light up your mood. There’s a party in the common room. I promise i’ll dance with you for one song.”

“Wait what? You wanna dance with me? You? Remus “no i don’t dance” Lupin?

“Shut up, flower,” he said smirking at you.

“But yeah i would love to dance a little bit, especially with you moony” you said happily.

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COFFEE, r. lupin

when you woke you could barely remember anything that happened the night before, let alone where you were. waking up in his bed. remus' bed. how did you even get there?

"morning." you heard from the door frame, remus holding two coffee mugs. you furrowed your brows "how?"

"take some advil and drink your coffee, then we'll talk." he said walking up to you and handing you a mug. "just how you like it."

you muttered a thanks before throwing two pills in your mouth and swallowing a gulp of coffee. the burning sensation running along your throat.

remus sat down next to you, sipping on his coffee before meeting your eye.

"what happened last night?" you said, trying to remember

"a lot." he said setting his coffee down and repositioning himself.

notes: another little drabble!! I'm just bored and want to test out more of my writing skills :)

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