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renmemo18 · 6 months

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Past to Present-Part Two

Morrigan looked into those familiar deep brown eyes. She felt as if she could swim in them. She always loved the flecks of gold that glimmered in them. "Or should I call you Proffessor McGonagall?" He looked bemused as he gently stood her back up onto her two feet. "I..." she felt flustered. This was so strange. Where she was usually quick-witted and often sarcastic, she could not find a single word to say to this man. He looked much older than the last time they met. True, much time had passed. However, this wasn't due to age. She was well aware of Remus'... condition and saw new and fresh scars across his face and neck. His robes looked worn and faded. Despite all of this, he looked as handsome and attractive as ever, with that mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Hello, Remus." She said hoarsely. Her throat felt extremely dry. "How are you?" He looked at her apprehensively. "I'm well, thank you. Have you been here long?" "No, no. I just got here this afternoon." She didn't know what to do or where to look. "Uh... would you like to come to my classroom and we can talk there? I was on my way there when I uh... ran into you..." she said with a slight grin. He grinned back. "Quite literally, I'd say." They both laughed. "I'll follow you then." They fell into step with each other, and there was a brief silence that she had to break or she was going to go mad. "So, is it strange for you? To be back here, I mean." He glanced around at the familiar stone walls and portraits. "Not as much as I expected it to be. It almost feels like being home." She nodded understandably. "I get what you mean." He looked at her and smiled. "Well, of course, it probably feels more like a home to you more than anyone. You were here so much with your mum being a professor. I remember you were here during the summers at times before term started." She smiled fondly at that. True, her Mum would bring her around during the summer if she had pre term duties she needed doing. She would help prepare her classroom and help where she could. As much as she liked being around her friends and running wild during the school year, she basked in the days that she had the castle all to herself. She loved to explore and see things in the castle that she may not have noticed during the hustle and bustle of the crowded halls. "Yes... I happen to remember all that alone time in the castle proved to be pretty useful for our adventures during the school year." They turned down the next corridor and went into the first classroom to the right. Remus beamed at her. "Oh yes. Although none of us complained about all your newfound knowledge of the castle, we were I admit a bit jealous."

She offered him a seat and she started making some tea for both of them. Of course, she could have just magicked it up in a fashion, but it kept her hands busy. "Jealous?" She said, surprised. "What on earth for? You lot ended up finding more about this castle than I did. Even with all that time alone." She put the teapot, cups and saucers, and some cream and sugar cubes on a golden tray and brought it over to the desk, and sat across from him. "I don't know about that." Remus said, as he took a sip of his tea. " You contributed a fair amount of that information if I recall. But being here, with skint supervision, no one to see what you're up to. The possibilities were endless." She peered at him over her cup. "Well, if you know my mother, you know that there was always supervision where I was concerned. Especially when I fell into league with the four of you." "That's true, I remember she wasn't too happy when we were caught, to find you in the middle of us all." She smiled, reminiscently. "You all did your best to cover me. You knew she would be the hardest on me. Which, she was we soon found out. No matter how hard she tried or how many stern talking to's she gave me, she knew it was no use. What was done was done. There was a brief silence, with the occasional tink from their spoons stirring in their cups.

"So, what made you come back? I heard you worked your way up to Chief Heeler at St. Mungos... why leave?" Her eyebrows raised. How had he known that? The last time they were together, she was an entry-level Heeler. Still learning, and working in the field for experience. "I..." he looked down at his hands, which were folding and unfolding themselves nervously in his lap. "I may have... looked you up a time or two..." She could feel intense heat rising to her cheeks, and she took a sip of her tea to try to cover it up. "Oh, I wish you would have come by." This was perfectly true. In that time, she had lost all of her friends in one fell swoop. She was more alone than she had ever been, and she threw herself so aggressively into her work. Just to try to absorb the time she would have otherwise had, to think on the events that lead her to the emptiness she so often felt. Remus looked up, and sadness swam in his eyes. "I... I didn't know if I could.. should, I mean." "Of course you could have. I..." She was going to say,"I had missed you." But found this wildly inappropriate, so she took another sip of tea. Remus pushed his chair forward. He was very close now. He looked imploringly into her eyes. "Morrigan, I'm... I am so so sorry..." she looked back into his eyes and could tell he truly meant it. "It's ok, Remus. I understand." He shook his head aggressively. "I let everything that happened ruin the one good thing I had left."

She looked at him for a moment and stood. Tears swam in her eyes, but she would not let them fall. Not here. Not in front of him. She took the tea tray that laid the empty cups and carried them to refill them. "It's really ok, Remus. I've let it go. There's no point in holding on to it." She felt a hand grasp her elbow, and she turned to see him there. So close, she could feel the heat radiating from him. "Dove..." she could feel him slowly getting closer. She felt like a magnet, being pulled impulsively towards another. Their faces were inches away from one another when the door suddenly opened. They sprang apart and looked towards the source. Minerva McGonagall was inching her way in with a stack of books. "Oh good." She said, noticing Remus there. She obviously hadn't seen their closeness when she entered. "I'm pleased to see you both getting reacquainted." She set the books down on one of the desks. "It's good to see you, Professor." Said Remus, smiling kindly. "As we are colleagues now," Minerva smiled back kindly "I will permit you to call me Minerva in conversation, Remus. There's no need for formalities." Remus smile faltered unsuringly. He probably felt this to be awkward, after knowing Minerva McGonagall as "Professor" for the entirety of his younger years. Morrigan bit back a laugh. "Can I offer you some tea, Mum?" "No, no dear. I just came to drop these off. Madame Pince had them in her collection and thought you may find some use of them." She pointed towards a few books she has set aside from the larger stack. "Oh, how nice of her! Thank you for bringing them." Minerva smiled, "You're most welcome. However I have to take these..." referring to the tower of books "down to the dungeons." Remus started forward. "Let me help you Prof... I mean.. Minerva." He took the stack into his arms."After you." "Oh how nice, thank you, Remus." Minerva looked back and fixed her daughter with a knowing look. Ok... maybe she hadn't missed the closeness between her and Remus, after all. Whether she liked it or not, she was sure they would have words later. She briskly left the classroom, Remus trailing slowly behind and turned to face her. "I'll be seeing you around, Dove." She felt her cheeks growing warm again and was about to reply when her mother's voice rang in the hallway. "Hurry up, Lupin, I'm not getting any younger!" They both jumped, and Morrigan smiled apologetically at him. He shouted, "Coming, Professor!" He grinned back at Morrigan and stepped into the hall. As so many thoughts were running through her head, too many to get a grip on. Her emotions going wild. She heard the bickering of her Mum. "What did I just tell you, Lupin?" "Sorry, Professor." "Lupin!" "Sorry, sorry, sorry!" She laughed now. Hearing their banter echo all the way down the hall until it faded into silence. Yes... this was indeed going to be a most interesting year...

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yerawizardhadi · 6 years

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I bet 10 Galleons the Marauders were definitely involved.

#hphm #harry potter #harry potter a hogwarts mystery #harry potter hogwarts mystery #minerva mcgonagall #proffessor mcgonagall #minnie mcgonagall #mcgonagall #spongify #transfiguration #transfiguration class

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jkrowling-confirmed · 5 years

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That’s very woke of Hagrid 🤧

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jellyraindrops · 3 years

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Hogwarts on Crack but more than Usual

Professor Flitwick: Today we will be learning how to YEET OTHER PEOPLE'S WANDS FROM THEIR HANDS ALRIGHT BITCHES WHO'S READY TO LEARN

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Me: damn Draco can I get a piece of that apple cause a DAMN

Draco: what im not eating an apple

Me: your adam's apple...on your neck. I wanna give you a h-

Draco: oK OK SHUSH

Me: ...

Me: so that's a yes?

Draco: I mean-

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Me: Everyone at Hogwarts is so damn hot

Umbitch: M-

Me: -except for you you ugly ass troll faced shit smelling skanky ass bitch regina george wannabe nasty ogre looking lonely cornelious obsessed fucking troll-

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Fred: *lifts shirt up to wipe off sweat*

Me:

Me: im pregnant

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Cedric: Hi-

Me: have my babies

Cedric:

Cedric: what?

Me: I said I have rabies

Me: wait no-

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Proffessor McGonagall: I respect everyone of my staff and students

Umbitch: I-

Proffessor McGonagall: I WONT HESITATE BITCH

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dollyreblogs · 2 years

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Ashton: I got asked by someone that if I was in a room with all the women I've ever wanted in my life, would I still pick Nina.

Ashton: And personally, its not gonna be about me picking Nina but me having to answer a lot of questions. Because first of all, you should all know that Proffessor McGonagall is gonna be in that room and she is the WOMAN OF WOMEN.

Ashton: And then it'll get REALLY awkward because that means Nala from the Lion King is in there too. Mostly because of that jungle scene with simba.

#Morgan: Dude what the fuck-#Holly: This is why I eat in my room.

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percydarling · 3 years

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"Weasley, Percy"

The Proffessor McGonagall calls his name.

Percy is nervous. Who wouldn't be?

He stands up tall and strides towards the hat to avoid looking at his brothers. He doesn't want to.

The hat is placed of his head and he can't see anything anymore.

"Aah the Weasleys. More of you left?"

Yes. 4 more unless I manage to get another sibling.

"You're different."

Isn't everyone? No person is the same.

"You have sharp wit. But you also have ambition, don't you Percy?"

Well I like to think that I'm ambitious but I feel that comparatively I'm not as ambitious as other people.

" You would say that because you don't know about how capable you are. But I do.

It seems like you admire hard work. Is that right?"

Doesn't everyone? Working hard is important for greater results of success.

" They are, arent they? I see that you're loyal as well. You understand where I'm going with this?"

Percy did understand. Hard work and loyalty belong to Hufflepuff.

Percy wondered how different it would be if he did go to a house different than Gryffindor. Was he up to it? Become more of an outcast from his family than before?

Percy thought about the twins pranks, Ron's disgust with him and Ginny's ignorance.

They already disliked him. How bad could it be?

Okay. You can put me there.

" A good choice. Also Percy your siblings don't hate you."

I know. They just don't like me. They only love me due to family obligation.

" You'll find people who are your non-blood family in-

HUFFLEPUFF

Percy thought the hall was silent once they heard. They were. Percy took a minute to locate his brothers.

Bill seemed shocked. Of course he did. Of all the houses he could be in, noone ever thought Hufflepuff.

Charlie was grinning. Charlie was the first to start clapping.

To Percy's horror, Charlie whistled.

Percy made his way to his new house. They all smiled at him.

Amiable, Percy thought.

Hogwarts was going to be fun.

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charlieweasleyxmc · 3 years

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Gryffindor’s

Best

Captain

Charlie’s boots made footprints in the mud as he made his way down to the quidditch pitch. Truthfully, he would have rather have been flying, but Professor McGonagall had strict rules about flying to practice from a Gryffindor tower open window, he had found that out the hard way in his third year.

Still the walk wasn’t too bad, despite the leftover wetness from the rain earlier that day, for he was able to quietly observe the Gryffindor team as he entered the pitch.

It was unheard of, three members of the same family taking up three of the seven spots on a quidditch team, but no one could doubt either Charlie’s seeker skills or Fred and George’s ingenuity when it came to their beater abilities. Even as the captain, no one had argued with Charlie about keeping his twin brothers on the team for the last couple years. Out of his peripheral vision, Charlie caught sight of Ben and Jae, the two Gryffindor boys out of the corner of his eye.

Jae was no doubt observing the team so that he could hedge his bets before the next quidditch game. Fred and George had been talking to the older Gryffindor boy often lately, making Charlie a little suspicious and more than a little worried if their mum ever found out what the three trouble makers were hatching.

A traitorous voice in Charlie’s head whispered that it wasn’t his problem anymore.

But he didn’t listen to it.

“Team!” he yelled above the wind, quite strong that day. “We need to have a chat in the changing tent before we warm up. I’ve got to tell you all something.”

They came quietly, only slightly confused, but not overtly concerned as Charlie led them, as a captain should, to the changing room tent, pulling aside the flap so they could all enter and get settled.

Six pairs of invested eyes gazed at him, their captain.

He locked eyes onto Fred and George, the only two who already knew what this would be about.

And so he told them, letting the story of the Romania opportunity flood out of his system and into the air as four faces gazed on in shock, two in understanding.

The biggest pair, the eyes that got brighter and more worried all the time were the hazel eyes of Oliver Wood.

“But Charlie,” he said, “we still have one more quidditch match against Ravenclaw and we’ll be sure to win the cup this year. We need you.”

Charlie smiled.

“Don’t worry, Oliver. I’ll be here for the match next weekend. I’ll be leaving the day after. So, I’ll be sure to catch that snitch one last time for us before I’m out of here.”

Angelina, her mouth having opened to protest, seemed calmed by the knowledge that he would be there for the last match. Katie still seemed surprised, but Alicia of all of them, was settled in her demeanor.

She looked as though she understood.

“You’d have had to get a new seeker next year anyway,” Charlie smiled a comforting smile, though he knew it came off as a little sad as he looked at each of them. “I’m in my seventh year. I wouldn’t have been here next year anyway.”

“Nothing and no one could follow you up,” said Oliver, his eyes betraying the sorrow.

“Maybe someone can,” Charlie smiled his kind smile. “Maybe they’ll be even better than me. Maybe their seeking skills will be legendary and they’ll be the best flyer Hogwarts as ever seen.”

“You’re an optimist, Weasley,” Angelina said, a slight smirk to her lips.

Charlie smiled. “Maybe. But there is still the matter of the new Captain.” His eyes locked onto Oliver Wood.

Charlie was the first to leave the tent, allowing them all to chat and talk game theory and Oliver to already begin strategizing how they would pick out a new seeker, how they would work with the team. So, Charlie went out to the field to be the first one in the air. He wanted to let the team start learning to get along without him. They would have had to next year either way.

But a familiar face, her pointed green hat in a velvet forest green, stopped him from where she stood just a few feet outside the tent.

“You made Wood the new captain, didn’t you?”

“He’s the most passionate quidditch player I’ve ever met. He’ll make a good captain.”

McGonagall smiled. “He’ll make a great captain, though I can’t say I’m not afraid to have him be in charge of the Gryffindor quidditch team for the next three years he’s here. I expect he’ll be able to win us the cup.”

“I expect he will,” Charlie smiled slightly.

And Professor McGonagall returned his smile, humor in his eyes.

“I’ll look forward to hearing your name, Mr. Weasley.”

“I’ll look forward to making my name one that you might hear, Proffessor.”

Professor McGonagall nodded her head, picking up her robes to keep them from dragging in the mud as she moved to go back towards the castle. Then she stopped, turning back to look at him as though she had something left to say that she had almost chosen to not say, but had changed her mind anyway.

“You were one of the best, Charlie Weasley. I hope there are some who have a chance to hear your story.”

Charlie smiled softly.

“I just hope that whatever they hear, it will lift them up.”

“It already has to at least one of us, I know,” Professor McGonagall gave him a knowing look before turning back, walking back towards the castle, her pointed hat bobbing in the wind.

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finnofamerica · 5 years

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Bumblebee - Remus Lupin x Reader

Summary: When delivering something to Remus as Sirius’ request, you end up discovering his biggest secret.

Word Count: 2198

Date: 10.02.2019

Requested by Anonymous

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You ran down the corridors of Hogwarts with a message from Dumbledore, you had no idea why you agreed to take your free period to be his aid.

“Professor McGonagall?” You huffed, out of breath, “Sorry to interrupt, can I borrow Remus please?”

“Certainly.” She nodded. You almost blushed at the ammount of eyes that were on you, but your face was already red from running. Remus stood calmly, ignoring James ans Sirius who were bombarding him with whispered questions.

“Where are we going?” He asked. You gave him a soft smile, patting his shoulder. His sweater was immensely soft underneath your finger tips.

“Dumbledore just wanted to talk to you, is all.”

“You ran for that?”

“Well, Dumbledore makes everything sound like an emergency.” You shrugged, laughing a little, “How’s you’re day?”

“It’s been good. The usual at least.”

“That’s good.”

“You?”

“You know, still kicking so I can’t complain.” You shrugged.

You had an odd sort of thing with Remus, it was clear to anybody else that you obviously had a thing for eachother, but you both continued on like you were just friends. It was hard to believe you were “just friends”. Seriously, Remus would drop anything he was doing to help you study, or if you were struggling with something. You were constantly running errands for the proffessors. Getting books from the library for Flitwick, pots for Sprout, tea for Trewlliny and so on. Remus caught you once with books stacked so high he couldn’t see the top of your head, he wondered ho you even knew where you were going.

It wasn’t like you were never there for Remus, you always found a moment in your busy schedule speak with him. Most times you found him in the library, taking a quiet moment away from his noisey nosey friends, others at the quidditch pitch watching James practice. You knew at times his scars bothered him, and you figured the easiest way of letting him know that you cared, was to ask him about his day.

“What do you think he wants?”

“I’m not sure,” You shrugged, “I’ll see you after though.”

“You probably wont, Bumblebee.” He shook his head, though he said it with humor. You stuck your tongue out at him.

“Yes, professor?” Remus asked as you let him into Dumbledore’s office. You wished you could’ve stuck around, but you had more errands to run, delivering new ink to teachers.

“And the bumblebee is off again,” Bellatrix snickered as you hurried down the hallways. You were one of her favorite sorces of amusement. Specifically, she loved to trip you when you were in a rush, bonus points if you were carrying ink.

Bumblebee, a reference to your yellow and black robes. The students who didn’t like you seemed to adopt the nickname, associating it with your house colors and your ever busy “buzzing” behavior. You didn’t care, you actually thought the nickname was cute, no matter how venomous it came off of people’s lips.

“Woah, Y/n, why such a rush?” Sirius laughed as you almost crashed into him.

“Nothing much, just delivering these new pots to Professor Sprout and getting some herbs for Madam Pomfrey, urgent matter she says,” You said, lips running almost as fast as the rest of you.

“You’re still coming to study later right?” He asked as you were already beginning to walk away.

“Yeah, just a few more things to check off my list.” You steadily accelerated into a run, the words barely drifting over your shoulder to him. He shook his head fondly, slinging his arm over Remus who was watching you depart.

“Ah, mate, getting her to slow down will be a feat.”

“Sorry I’m late,” You crashed into the table. Not litterally, but the way you plopped down into the chair, certainly resembled crashing. “What are we working on?”

“Y/n, calm down,” Remus placed his hand on your shoulder, the heat warming you instantly and soothing you, “We just started. The essay for McGonagall.”

Remus thought he was a busy student, passing all his classes, but you were that times ten. He had no idea how you found the time to do all your homework on top of everything you already did for the Professors. You gave him an easy smile, nudging him with your elbow.

“So what topic did you choose?” Remus asked, ignoring the way James and Sirius plotted in the corner.

“Oh,” You tossed bit of loose hair over your shoulder, “Well, I wanted to write about how transfiguration could be used to help poor families.”

“Oh?” He rose a brow.

“Yeah, I mean, think of the benefits!”

James and Sirius looked back and forth between you and Remus as you discussed possible topics for the essay. Comepletely enamored with eachother, everyone else at the table disappeared.

You were finally able to relax on the couch of the Hufflepuff common room, the smell of fresh cookies wafting through. You didn’t want to do anything, so you laid on the couch, eyes closed just listening to the crackling of the fire.

“Miss Y/l/n?” You heard a voice. You held back a groan as you sat up, back aching dully.

“Yes?” You turned to the portrait door, only to find Professor Sprout.

“Minerva had this for you. She said Sirius had it for Remus but couldn’t find him.” She handed you a vile that smelt rather, well, vile.

“Thank you, Professor, I go find him now.” You swung your legs off the couch, stretching as you stood. “A bumblebee’s work is never done, I guess.”

You didn’t rush down the corridors, instead, you took your time. Finding Remus meant peaking inside abandoned classrooms and knocking on office doors. He wasn’t even with Madam Pomfrey which you thought odd. He was nowhere else in the castle. You leaned against one of the windows, looking out on the castle grounds.

You could see a single figure out there.

“Remus?” You asked yourself, really hoping you were wrong. Whatever that person was doing out there, it didn’t feel good.

Against your better judgement, you found yourself making your way out to the castle grounds, over looking the quidditch pitch.

“Remus?!” You called over to the figure, shivering in the cold.

“Y/n?” He called back.

“What are you doing out here so late?”

“Y/n you need to go back inside right now,” He demanded seriously. You could see the concern in his eyes as you stepped closer.

“No, Rem, are you okay?”

“Y/n, you need to go inside now.” Remus reitterated, stepping away from you.

“Professor Sprout g-”

“Now, Y/n!”

You took a step back. Remus never raised his voice at anyone, certainly not you.

“Rem?” Your voice broke, eyes watering.

“It’s too late,” he groaned out in pain. You could see the muscles in his back train against his shirt.

“Y/n,” James ran up to you. “You need to go now, it’s not safe.”

“No, what’s wrong with Remus?” You were practically crying to see him in pain like this.

“I’ll explain later,” He promised, “Sirius, get her inside.”

“No, I wanna help.” You strained against Sirius’ grip on you.

“Y/n, listen to me,” Sirius gripped your shoulders, forcring you to look away from Remus and at him. “We will explain tomorrow, but if you don’t go inside now you could be in severe danger.”

“But-”

“No, buts.” He cut you off, “Look, I know you wanna help. It’s in your silly bumblebee nature, but you can’t help right now. Tomorrow morning I will come get you and we’ll explain everything but right now, I need you to go back inside the castle.”

“Promise?”

“I promise. Run.”

A howl pierced the night as you took off back towards the castle. The sound alone chilled you to the bone, but the realization that came along with it had your head spinning so bad that the second you were inside the castle, you collapsed on the floor, struggling for breath.

You didn’t sleep that night. You waited up all night, holding that precious vile in your hand as you stared out at the full moon. You watched as the moon crept across the sky, slowly dissappearing into the sunrise.

“Y/n.” A voice hissed at you. “Y/n!”

You sat bolt upright on the common room couch.

“I was only resting my eyes for a second.” You insisted, rubbing your bleary eyes. Sirius’ face came into focus in front of you.

“Come with me,” He held out his hand. “He should be waking soon.”

You followed Sirius through tunnels that you had no idea were even there. Narrowly avoiding getting hit by the whomping willow, as you snuck through the tunnel at the bottom, barely big enough for you to fit. The room it emerged into was dusty, abandoned.

“Is this-?” The words died on your lips.

“The shrieking shack?”

“Yeah.”

“You ever wondered why it’s called that?” He asked, but he didn’t need an answer, you already put it together.

“How is he?” Sirius asked James as he lead you into another room. This one was significantly cleaner than the last, resembling more of a squatter’s spot.

“Sleeping still. This one was worse, I think.”

They spoke in hushed tones, in a secretive way as if they didn’t want you to hear. Remus was sound asleep on the dusty bed, his hair tossled and pants hung loose on him. After a second glance you realized they were actually Sirius’ pants, but you had no idea when he’d gotten them. Remus was shivering but despite the thick sweater he was wearing.

“I’ll watch over him,” You said softly. So softly that Sirius and James almost didn’t hear you. “You guys should rest.”

“We should explain-”

“No. He can tell me himself.” You shook your head. “I’d rather he tells me himself.”

“You’re sure?” James asked.

“I’m sure.”

“Okay. Come get us when he wakes.” James gave you a hug. It was strange, James had never hugged you before, but he almost seemed glad you were there, if the circles around his eyes had anything to say about it. Sirius ruffled your already messy hair as he walked out, giving one last look to his sleeping friend.

You carefully sat on the edge of the bed, pulling your legs up next to you. Remus was still shivering, even as you gingerly wrapped your scarf around his neck. You brushed some hair away from his face. You could almost say he looked peaceful, but you really didn’t want to know what was happening behind those closed eyes. You did think he was beautiful, even with the scars on his arms, and even the ones on his face. Your favorite was the one across his nose, the one that interrupted the path of freckles on his face. You didn’t realize that you were lightly tracing the scar until Remus’ hand shot up, catching yours.

“Stop,” He mumbled, “tickles.”

“Sorry,” You whispered, “How you feeling?”

“Y/n?” Remus finally opend his eyes. His eyes were hazy and un focused as they flickered to you. He pushed a bit of hair behind your ear with a sleepy smile, “Bumblebee.”

He said it with such warmth, you couldn’t help but smile back at him.

“Oh my -” Remus sat up, pulling you into his arms. He was really awake now, “Why didn’t you go back inside? Are you hurt?”

“No,” You petted his head, “I’m okay. But I only went inside because I was promised an explaination. But I’m more concerned about you, how are you feeling?”

“Tired, drained, like I got hit by a car.” He let his head rest into your shoulder, a little muffled by your sweater. “I take it you know then?”

“I put it together last night.”

“You still came after all that?”

“Of course!”

“You’re crazy.”

“You’re my friend, and I care for you wether you like it or not.”

“You should stay away from me, it’s not safe.”

“I’m not scared of you. Please, look at me.”

He leaned back, just enough to meet your eyes. You could see tears in his, upset over the fact that he could’ve hurt you. You cupped his cheecks, brushing away any stray tears.

“You’re my friend, and I care for you. I like you a whole lot too. Shit, I wouldn’t have chased after you last night if I wasn’t willing to bend over backwards into hell for you. The only thing I want, is to help you be okay on the otherside.”

“I could hurt you.” He whispered.

“I’ve got nothing left to lose. Try me.” You challenged softly. He gently pressed his lips to yours, like he was unsure of his actions. You just kissed him back.

“You look tired,” He teased as he pulled away.

“I was up all night worried about you.”

“Nap with me then, just skip classes with me today. No bumblebee duties.”

“Maybe just for today,” You laid on the bed next to him. Remus was much warmer with you tucked against his side as the both of you got some much needed rest.

TAGS: @diggorysghost @niffleurs @siriuslyimmoony @carolinesbookworld@untildawnremus @thoseofgreatambition @nosebleednougats @moonynprongs @marauderobsessed @theboywhocriedlupin @astertist @swellwriting @blimey-ron @dyngflwrs @fortisfiliae @essenceoflumos @bluemadcnna @theseuscmander

#remus lupin x reader #murauders x reader #finn writes #full length #10/2/2019

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dramioneasks · 4 years

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I’ve been looking for a fic and searched everywhere here I could think of. Hermione, Pansy, Draco, etc. return to Hogwarts for the last year. Maybe Krum is a professor?? I know the students all go swimming. There’s Draco/Hermione smut. Ron is definitely not there.

Anyone?

Edit: I found an older one, is it this?

All Aboard the Hogwarts Express By ch0c0h0licbjlk - not rated, abandoned - Returning to Hogwarts for their 8th Year in order to complete their NEWTs, Hermione, Ron and Harry’s friendship is tested by the strain of Ron and Hermione’s breakup. It seems to Hermione that everyone is certain of their future - and for once Hermione finds herself struggling when it comes to realising what she wants. A new term at Hogwarts begins - and with strange new living arrangements, the Golden Trio must learn to be at peace with their enemies. It seems to Hermione that she’s one of the only people not in a relationship - and all this lovey-dovey nonsense is really starting to get her down. Proffessor McGonagall, new Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, insists on PSHE/Guidance lessons for all the 8th years, in an attempt to help them deal with the trauma of the Final Battle, and also educate them for life in the Big Wide World.To make matters worse, this new teacher has decided to mix things up a bit - who will Hermione get paired with, and what will become of the unlikely pairing?Proffessor Trelawney seems insistent that the fate of the two characters is written in the stars, but Hermione scorns at the prophecies of the Hogwarts teacher. But could she possibly be wrong in her dismisal??Could there be a place in Draco Malfoy’s icy-cold heart for the Brightest Witch of Her Age? Strange occurences and an evil that they thought had been destroyed plagues the dreams of Draco Malfoy; what will become of these nightmares, and what has it got to do with Hermione Granger, too?

- Lisa

Edit: Thanks LS!

Hi so there was that ask that was asking about Hermione, Draco, pansy etc returning to Hogwarts for eighth year and Krum might’ve been a professor.

It might be ‘Chained to You’ by Kittenshift17 available on AO3 and FFNet.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15686991

#hiss-bang #pansy #year 8 #viktor #smut

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skamfairy · 5 years

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Harry potter for that ask thing! (But also go to sleep!!!)

HOW DO YOU KNOW I SHOULD BE SLEEPING FIRST ANGEL but also it’s fine i don’t have uni tomorrow because it’s a public holiday in australia tomorrow WHOOP

okay so this is a popular demand (two asks makes it popular thats the rules) IM EXCITED THANK YOU ANGELS

my favorite female character: Luna Lovegood (okay i love hermione too but LUNA!!!!! am i right??? and mcgonagall is my GORL god hard this is hard

My favorite male character: oh this is hard. no this is hard. okay it’s harry but it’s also fred and george and it’s also ron and it’s also- okay i’ll stop i’ll stop

my favorite book/season/etc: HMMM book 4 because it has mermaids and the tournament is really fun and i couldn’t live until i finished it immediately and the different schools were so cool to see and we had some normal teen romance drama and it was nice to let them be normal dumbass teenagers for a second before cedric dies and ruins harry’s happiness for a long bloody time after that. i also love book 5 tho because of the angst and it made me cry the most i think. and we finally get answers to questions and it has one of my fave scenes. so yeah two faves there

my favorite cast member: oh wow um this is hard because i don’t think i know any of them well enough, a part from emma watson being cool and oh my god daniel radcliffe is HILARIOUS have ya’ll seen that gifset of him being like “i was a woman in a past life” and theres just all these old pics of ppl who look just like him?? idk why but i love it and he’s in one of my fave movies swiss army man so i guess daniel. But also i hear the guy who plays lucius is awesome so him too and OH shout out to the woman who plays proffessor sprout because i saw her in a play live in 2014 but this was before i ever gave a damn about hp so i didn’t appreciate her as much as i do now. OH AND I JUST GOOGLED AND SHE’S A LESBIAN WHO CALLED HERSELF A DYKE ON LIVE TV IN FRONT OF JULIE GILLARD WHILE SHE WAS PRIME MINISTER OF AUSTRALIA like wow what a legend i stan her now. forget everything else i said, she’s my fave.

my favorite ship: oh yeah totally draco and harry who am i kidding

a character I’d die defending: Ron Weasley. one of the most devastating things i’ve learnt since entering the fandom is that,,,,,some people,,,,,don’t like ron??? AND I DON’T GET IT AND IT MAKES ME MAD i fucking love that boy and i will defend him always not to mention harry loves him OH speaking of harry i’ll die defending him too because i’ve also seen people say he’s arrogant and selfish and all i can say is that’s the worst read i have ever heard and you sound like snape. TEA

a character I just can’t sympathize with: ooooh quirrell and lockhart. i don’t think i’ve sympathised with them once in my life. and umbridge. they all suck i don’t even know if there is anything to sympathise with. and barty crouch. both of them senior and junior

a character I grew to love: oh 100% sirius. i hated him because i thought he was coming to kill harry and i was so PISSED about it but then he was MY EVERYTHING

my anti otp: basically everything canon except for ron and hermione and bill and fleur sajhhsjhjsahjas like tonks and remus? no! ginny and harry? SINCE WHEN like no no NO like tonks is a lesbian can we not

send me a fandom to answer these questions about!!! pls

#anon angel #TIMES TWO #hp #ask meme thingy

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