#Harry Lupin-Snape AU

[thatsillything]

I did it!!! I finished art with a background!!!

Fun fact, the background for this picture is the Kharkiv metro, because it is the most comfortable place for me in the whole world.

[lilithofpenandbook]

Order of the Pheonix AU where almost everything is the same except the people in Grimmauld Place stay there the whole time because they're there for protection for various different reasons to be hidden from the wizarding world until everything's safe. And have to pretend to be one big happy family to fit in.

Oh, and no magic. Absolutely no magic otherwise they could be tracked down (no I don't know if magic works that way for the sake of the plot it does)

And the house is an absolute wreck, so now they're all having to clean it and renovate it with no magic and live there with each other 24/7.

The Weaselys are there because Arthur keeps offending the Ministry and they're worried the kids will be used against them. Hermione's there because she's also offended the Ministry by being too smart, somehow. Harry's there because his existence offends Voldemort. Remus is there because his existence offends the Ministry. Sirius is there because he's offended everyone. Tonks is there because she's also offended everyone. And Severus is there because he's offended Voldemort.

And so somehow they all need to work together and try cooperate while multiple people (Severus and Sirius) hate each others guts.

Also, while they're renovating, they're finding it ridiculously hard without magic or house elf help. All except Severus, who somehow does his assigned rooms twice as quickly. Naturally Harry and Ron think he's using magic while being forbidden to do so. They spy on him...

And it turns out, Snape's just really good at painting walls. Because "Not all of us had house-elves waiting on us hand and foot, Black. Some of us actually had to get things done on our own". Aka growing up poor in Cokeworth means learning to repair everything yourself

[momo-t-daye]

Reunions #2: Former co-presidents of "The Unofficial Hogwarts Drama Club for Amateur Theatricals" meet again. Sometimes the need to voice judgement derails the impulse to monologue

(Reunions #1)

[inkyarcturus]

Fun idea I’ve had bouncing around about Remus:

You know how queer/neurodivergent kids have that one teacher that they bond to? You know what I’m talking about- you’ve seen the memes about the gay kid and the English/art teacher bond.

I like to imagine that Remus just has a tiny group of kids who hung out in his classroom to feel safe.

He would leave his door open constantly and during lunch, he would offer to call a house elf for hot chocolate, tea, biscuits or other sweets for the kids. If he noticed one of his kids doesn’t eat lunch, he would quietly pull them to the side and ask what was up.

The kids would talk to him abt literally anything under the sun. Some would even go and ask for help for other classes (quite a few for potions, none of which were slytherins)

He’d have a small bowl of pride pins and flags up for grabs on his desk which his kids occasionally take, always causing him to give a little smile to the kid.

I don’t know. I just image Remus as the designated safe teacher. He’d be the one to notice a kid struggling and offer help or ask what’s wrong. He’d be the one that students go to when they have problems at home, were being bullied or just needed someone to talk to.

[pascaloverx]

To Begin Again

TWO

Summary: You're a new teacher at a large and influential school. It's a risky step for you, as you've been running from your ex for almost two years. But when Dumbledore asks you to take on a class at the renowned Hogwarts, you can't refuse. However, your life as a newly arrived teacher won't be easy. Especially when the other teachers don't seem eager to make friends. Or rather, two teachers in particular: Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.

Author's Note: Welcome, dear readers. Please leave your comments if you enjoy fanfiction. This fanfic takes place almost in the real world (with the addition of werewolves) and is not a wizarding fanfic. There will be some differences and changes in things from the Harry Potter story or other fanfics in the HP universe, but I promise to do my best writing this fanfic. There will be a love triangle coming in this fanfic.

ONE THREE

You open your eyes, feeling a strange pain in your head but relief in your back. You're lying on a very soft bed. But you don't recognize the place; it seems to be someone else's room. There's more light in the room, fewer scattered books. The furniture looks expensive, all in a dark tone. You try to get up from the bed, but you end up staggering. Once again, your body is back on the bed. You think it might be best to go back to sleep until someone shows up. It's exactly at that moment that Sirius enters through the door. He carries a cup and is watching you almost without making any noise.

"How long are you going to keep watching me?" You ask while still lying in bed. Sirius laughs, and you feel relieved that you've broken what could have been an awkward moment between you.

"Is that how you're going to talk to the man who saved you from death twice? I thought you'd know how to be more grateful." Sirius responds as he leans his body against the desk in the room. You sit up in bed, after some effort, and stare at Sirius. He's wearing new, elegant, dark clothes.

"If you're expecting gratitude from me, you'll have to wait until I'm in a better mood. My head is a mess. Did you bring me here?" You wonder how you ended up in Sirius's room. Then you wonder where Remus is. Did you hallucinate meeting someone named Remus? And if he does exist, why did he leave you with Sirius?

"Remus and I. It was teamwork. We didn't want you to get hurt anymore. Before you ask, Remus and I are very close. When you're Lupin's problem, you're my problem too." Sirius then hands you the cup. There's what seems to be herbal tea inside, and you don't waste time asking whether you should drink it or not. You quickly ingest the tea, and almost instantly, you feel relief from the pain in your head.

"I'm grateful and offended at the same time. What do you mean, problem? I'm not a problem for either of you. In fact, I find it rather rude of you to refer to me as a problem." You say as soon as you finish the tea. Apparently, you managed to rise and stand up immediately after getting angry with Sirius. He seems to have a talent for irritating you.

"Hey, hey, hey princess. Relax. I didn't mean to offend you, but let's just say taking care of you was an inconvenience. Remus had to go teach, but today is my day off. A day away from the little ones." Sirius says, smiling slyly. You look into Sirius's eyes and wonder how he can be someone's teacher.

"You're a bit childish for a teacher. Not that I'm saying you're not qualified to teach, but..." you say, being suggestive. You notice he's no longer smiling, which is a pity. His smile is beautiful. As beautiful as he is.

"I'll forgive you for the attitude and offer to take you to the room where you should be going to teach. Right now." Sirius says, somewhat arrogantly, and pretending to be modest. At least, that's what it seems like he's doing.

"How? I just arrived, I can't just already have to teach, can I?" You had no idea that there would already be a class waiting for you. Things at Hogwarts seem to happen too quickly.

"McGonagall doesn't mess around. Apparently, you'll be substituting for my esteemed friend Lily Potter. Her health is fragile at the moment. But enough details. Let's go. The brats are eager to meet you." Sirius says, almost excitedly. Then he puts his hand out in front of you as if he wants you to take his hand. And you hold his hand, which is as cold as winter. But soft; very soft. And then he guides you, holding your hand with some firmness.

"Shouldn't I meet with this McGonagall or Dumbledore? Am I just going to arrive and start teaching?" You speak as you practically run through the corridors behind Sirius. He seems focused.

"McGonagall is busy dealing with a student who locked herself in the bathroom, and now everyone can hear her moans, and many students are nervous about it. As for Dumbledore, he's traveled to a meeting between some influential school directors in London. He won't be back for a few weeks. But trust me, you're in good hands." Sirius says, almost breathless as you're both almost running everywhere. Oh dear, how will you manage to teach after sprinting through almost the entire school at this speed?

"Tell me we've arrived. My feet can't handle climbing another staircase. At this rate, you'll have to carry me." You say, letting go of Sirius's hand for a moment and catching your breath.

"Nice way to flirt with me, but we've arrived. You're new here, they probably tried to intimidate you. I hope you survive. Take good care of my godson. See you later, Y/N." Sirius says quickly, with a playful smirk on his face, and then he disappears. How does he manage to be so fast?

Summoning courage, you enter the classroom. It's a room with an old-fashioned style, furniture made of the finest wood, and several students who look at you as if you've committed a crime.You compose yourself as you walk to the teacher's desk. It's a large desk, with a big book on top of it and a attendance list. You look at the class and notice that the boys who were fighting when you arrived are your students.

"So, students. I'm your substitute teacher. I'll be taking over this class until the previous teacher can return. I hope you'll receive me with the same respect that I'll give to you." You speak in a steady tone, neither too loud nor too soft.

"You hear that, Potter? Now you won't be privileged with high grades just for being the teacher's son. Finally, all of Hogwarts will discover what a loser you are." The boy, whom you believe to be called Draco, speaks almost across the room, addressing the dark-haired boy.

"You continue to delude yourself with your nonsense, Malfoy. If you put half as much effort into studying as you do into trying to belittle me, you'd probably be smarter." Potter speaks, and you just observe them with a serious expression.

"You know what? I think you two need to learn to put your energy into something other than taunts and senseless aggression. Malfoy and Potter, pair up and be the first to do today's class activity. For the other students, pair up as you prefer and start drawing. Today's task for everyone is to draw an animal that represents you as a pair. The best pair will earn extra credit. I suggest that Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter showcase their skills if they truly want to measure intelligence." You walk around the room as you write the task on the board and listen to the students forming their pairs. Everyone except the two mortal enemies. Apparently, they really don't want to do this task together.

"Teacher, with all due respect, it's not possible for you to believe that Draco Malfoy and I will do well in this task." Potter says as he adjusts his glasses on his face. He speaks assertively, and you look at him, trying to decide what to respond to him.

"Even though Potter is a fool, he's right. Not to mention that you've just arrived here and are already treating the two of us differently. It's not fair that the others can choose their partners and we have to stay together." Draco speaks, all full of himself, as if he's making a beautiful defense of why he's being unjustly treated. You chuckle lightly.

"I'll be clearer. You're going to work together, you're going to do a good job, and all of this in harmony. Otherwise, neither of you will receive a grade. Now, save all that energy for the beautiful drawing you're going to make. I'll be sitting at my desk waiting to evaluate you and all the other obedient classmates you have." You say, sitting in the comfortable chair designated for the teacher and opening the book on the desk. Malfoy and Potter must have realized that you wouldn't change your mind and decided to pair up. You took attendance, finally discovering that Potter's name is Harry, that the smart girl who draws beautifully is Hermione Granger, and that the boy she's paired with, who spends most of his time distracting her, is named Ron Weasley. Time passes quickly, and soon you're collecting the class's drawings to evaluate later. Draco and Harry did a great job together, but that didn't stop Malfoy from threatening to call his father to the school if you forced him to be near Potter.

"How was your first day?" Remus asks as soon as all your students leave the room for recess, and you stay behind to organize some things.

"A madness. Seriously, I thought my night was a mess, but waking up in Sirius's room in the early afternoon and then coming to teach was insane. Not to mention that the students I separated from a fight this morning are my students. And I think both of them will end up hating me by the end of my time here. And I lost my suitcase. But don't let me overwhelm your ears with my nonsense." You say, feeling lighter when you finish speaking, as if a weight has been lifted off your chest. Remus seems somewhat enchanted by your moment of venting. Or maybe his eyes always look too friendly? The smile is charming too.

"I can try to solve some of your problems. Harry is like a nephew to me, not to mention he's Sirius's godson. I can talk to him about this situation with Malfoy. As for your suitcase, it might be with me. I was walking through the forest a little before I found you in my room, and I saw this strange suitcase there. It was dirty with blood, so I preferred to clean it first, but I can take you to the suitcase. And then, of course, you can have a coffee with me." Remus says in a very sweet way, which leaves you a bit enchanted. For some reason, you feel that being near him is refreshing or comforting, something like that. You can't quite explain it yourself. You feel the impulse to hug him, which is quite strange. But you manage to control yourself.

"I can't refuse an invitation like that, especially when you offer me a solution not only to one but to two of my problems. Lead the way to the cafeteria because I'm dying for a cappuccino." You say, walking with Remus, who is walking quite calmly. Then you go together to the cafeteria, and you feel like you might enjoy your time at Hogwarts, even if it's short-lived.

[calmlyerratic]

Sooo I'm writing a Marauders AU where they (plus Lily & Sev) time travel to OotP in 1996 and meet Harry.

Some background info:

▪︎ this fic has a canon oriented timeline with wolfstar, jily, alternating pov's, & lots of humor (but also an emotional rollercoaster)

▪︎ Snape's Worst Memory and the willow incident haven't happened in 1976 yet, but in 1996 Harry has just seen SWM

▪︎ Dumbledore has just left Hogwarts & Umbridge is Headmisstress

▪︎ anything is possible: older characters meeting their younger selves, character clashing, timeline divergence/resurgence

▪︎ I have a plan for this fic, but I'm wondering...

Encounters of the Future Sort by CalmlyErratic on ao3, ch 16 just posted :)

[theblack3stday]

disappointment — Marlene Mckinnon

Pairing: Marlene Mckinnon x fem!reader

Summary: You and Marlene are quite the opposite. You have always been the academic weapon and the teachers’ favourite unlike your girlfriend. One day, because of her risky plays, you two get caught sneaking into the Potions classroom.

A/N💌: Heyy!! I know It’s a bit late, but I was ill and I just couldn’t have the mood to write it, but I’m back!! Idk if it’s what you wanted, but I hope It’s good and you like the request, honey⭐️

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: angst with happy ending, hurt comfort (i guess)

The library is silent and tranquil, with only the sound of pages turning and pens clattering on notebooks permeating the space. The air is still and calm, providing a serene and conducive atmosphere for studying and focusing on work.

You and Marlene are sitting at a table near the center of the library, studying quietly. You and her are in the honeymoon phase. Nobody knew that you two were in a relationship. You wanted to be more private and Marlene agreed, she was a little grouchy at first, but your wishes were the most important for her. You two were completely different, but somehow it was working well. Marlene, free-spirited, and always looking to have some fun. You, the academic weapon, the golden child. Your family’s love language was that and more studying meant more love. You loved your parents and never wanted to disappoint them, so that made you the academic weapon of Hogwarts.

Marlene was making small comments to try to distract you, but you were focused on your work and mostly ignoring her. “Come on, baby, don't you wanna take a break from studying?” she came closer to you, trying to distract you and make you focus on her.

You try to ignore her, you really try... but Marlene makes it difficult, her playful nature and seductive ways have you tempted to pay attention to her.

She teases and plays with you a bit, she comes even closer, right up until she’s sitting in your lap, distracting you to no end.

There’s no way you can focus on your work like this... all you want to do is give in to her and spend some time with her.

And she knows that.

"Come on, baby," she plays with your hair, smiling. "Don't tell me you don't want some fun with me."

"I know, but I really need to finish this.." you try to resist the temptation, but Marlene makes it difficult.

"But that can wait, can't it?" she leans in even closer, touching your arm and looking at you with her seductive eyes. "Just take a break with me?" she moves her hand up your leg.

“Come on now, just take a break from studying..." she says, her voice becoming softer and softer, more seductive. "Don't you want some fun with me instead?" she moves her hand up your body, her touch becoming more sensual.

“Marls," you say, barely able to think straight with Marlene's hand on you.

"Just take a break with me, come on...." her fingers start moving over your shirt, slowly running up and down your body.

“You know how to seduce me, Miss Mckinnon..” you grinned, closing your books and notebooks.

“Oh, is that so?" she says, her smile growing even more seductive. "Well then..." Her voice becomes more raspy and breathless as her hands move even further down your body. “Would you come with me to see the new Potions class?”

“Definitely not! We can’t ruin the class, it’s brand-new, Marlene! This time you gonna get caught and I’m not going to be a part of it.”

“It was one time, baby! We will just have fun and enjoy the new classroom before everyone else. Pretty please..”

You shake your head with a smirk, knowing all too well how Marlene's idea of "fun" could easily escalate into chaos. "No way, Marls. I'm not falling for that," you reply firmly, though a part of you is tempted by the excitement of breaking the rules with her. "Let's find a different way to have fun, something less risky."

Despite your initial reluctance, Marlene's persuasive charm wins you over once again. With a sigh and a grin, you give in to her plea. "Fine, but just a quick peek," you agree, unable to resist her infectious enthusiasm. Together, you sneak out of the library, hand in hand, and make your way to the new Potions classroom, eager to explore and enjoy a moment of mischief together.

As you and Marlene step into the new Potions classroom, you’re immediately struck by its enchanting ambiance. The room is spacious, with high ceilings supported by sturdy stone pillars. Soft candlelight flickers on the walls, casting dancing shadows that seem to come alive with magic. It was way better than the old one. You should thank your girlfriend for that for ruining it. You loved Potions and you were very talented obviously. And obviously Marlene wasn’t.

Rows of wooden workbenches stretch out before you, each one meticulously organized with brass scales, mortar and pestle sets, and an array of glass vials and jars containing ingredients. Cauldrons of various sizes simmer gently over low flames, emitting tantalizing aromas that promise potent brews and powerful enchantments.

Everything had been perfect before you got caught. When the door to the Potions classroom swung open, you felt a sudden pang of anxiety shoot through your chest. Time seems to slow down as you realize that you’ve been caught, sneaking into the classroom and make love with your girlfriend Your heart raced, and a wave of dread washed over you as you brace yourself for the consequences of your actions. You couldn’t even think of Marlene, the only thing you could think about were your parents and their voices in your head.

“Disappointment!”

“Disappointment!”

“Disappointment!”

“Disappointment!”

After a minute Mcgonagall came too. She couldn’t believe her eyes. She gave Marlene a good detention and you… you were just standing like a little puppy, waiting your life to end. Mcgonagall decided to not give you a detention, because she was thinking that Marlene was the bad influence and you were innocent. You couldn’t deny. Now you weren’t only your parents disappointment, you were Marlene’s disappointment too. You left her there with all the trouble and detention. You disappointed your girlfriend, just because your fears.

You get up, leaving Marlene all alone there with the punishment. She'll probably hate you for not sticking with her. But what could you do? You were scared of all the trouble you'd be in. You were a disappointment to everyone. How could Marlene see you as anything different?

You start to think it would have been better if you'd just stayed with her. At least then she wouldn't be mad at you. But no, you left her alone, and she probably hates you now.

You hate yourself for it.

You begin to doubt every decision you make. If you can't even stay with Marlene during the detention, what good are you for her? You doubt that she even wants to be with you anymore, it feels like you can never do anything right in her eyes.

You begin to wonder why you even agreed to date Marlene in the first place. She's probably too good for you, right? You're just a mess of a person. You're probably hurting her by being with her, and you're probably damaging her reputation as well by being her girlfriend. All day you were filled with those feelings, crying alone in your dorm room. You couldn’t leave there. You were embarrassed and angry to yourself.

When the dinner time came up, your friends forced you to come with them. When you entered the Great Hall, your eyes were searching for Marlene. She wasn’t there. You barely ate anything from looking for your girlfriend.

After you heard that Marlene was in the detention, you made your way there.

You looked around the detention room, desperately searching for Marlene. You haven't seen her since you left her there, and now that you have time to think about it, you feel even more guilty. Then you spot her in the corner of the room, in one of the chairs. She seems to be sitting alone and in silent thought, she hasn't even noticed you arrive yet. You quietly make your way over to Marlene, your heart beating quickly as you approach her. As you get close, you start to notice her crying. She hasn't heard you yet, so you try to move silently so as not to interrupt her tears…

You stand close to her, but you don't know what to do, you just feel like you should be helping her… you reach out to her, placing your hand gently on her shoulder…

She flinches at first, surprised at your touch, but then she looks up at you, her eyes redded and her face flushed from the crying. She's still crying, but she doesn't look upset at you, just hurt. She looks away, wiping away her tears and trying to stay silent.

"What are you doing here?" she whispers, still wiping her tears.

"I came to find you.. to see how you're doing." you say, you still feel kind of guilty for leaving her all alone.

"You came to check on me?" she says, her voice quivering a bit as you can tell she's a bit shocked by your kindness.

You: "Yeah.." you say, "I wanted to see how you are, especially now that.. it's just, I felt really bad. I'm so so sorry, baby. I know I just left you by yourself." you say, your guilt and shame making you feel even worse.

“It's really fine, honestly, baby.” she murmurs, still sounding a little bit upset. "I was the problem, I should have never taken you there. I just, I can’t help but think that I ruined everything, I know how important your reputation is for you."

"No, baby, it was wrong for me to just leave you like that too."

"Do you hate me now?" she asks suddenly, her voice becoming quieter and almost a whisper, although there's a hint of pain and sadness in it.

“Of course not!” you hugged her. Marlene leaned into the hug, letting out a sigh and holding you close.

“I will never do that again, baby!”

“It’s over, baby” you whispered.

Marlene pulled you close, running her hands through your hair and holding you tightly.

“I'm sorry,” Marlene whispers again, her voice more tender and sincere. You kissed her hair and made sure that she’s comfortable in your arms.

[souptastical]

✨Calling all fans above 21!!✨ (im assuming if your below you will have no recollection of the sites im talking about but idk surprise me lol)

give me the name of a lost-fanfic & the now dead site it was on- I wanna start making my collection of lost-media fics, thx to how I was able to acquire the 'delicate" series

i neeD A FUCKING CHALLENGE- GRANT ME IT

[poitionsprince]

I really need a Snupin coffee-shop AU fics.

Severus needs his coffee to function during the day, Remus being the new batista.

Either memorizing Severus' order easily, or screwing it up many times in the beginning (as we know that he is awful at potions).

Severus drinking it yet hating it but not saying a word, or drinking it and telling him to his face how awful that was and how to fix it (man knows his coffee) - either way he continues to come there every day, the same hour, just to be greeted by a smiling Remus.

Severus as the batista would just be him judging everyone for their taste of coffee, but making the orders to perfection.

Remus being a regular and Severus already knowing his order, Remus smiles as he says it but hears how he judges his taste - so he asks Severus what he would recommend instead.

And it goes like that for days and change of seasons - Remus taking his suggestions and getting to hear a bit more scolding and gossip over other customers since Severus had been there for a long time now.

I need this for my sanity-

[maplebean2003]

Harry Potter meme

[talesof-old]

do yall prefer x reader or character x character fics? i’ve been thinking about dabbling in character x character shit but i’m a little afraid lmao

[thatsillything]

God, I hope I finish this sketch by the end of the week, because picture in my head looks so nice

[seleneprince]

Since I can't stop thinking about it, more memes about the Snape's werewolf daughter au! :

Part 1

(Because only SHE can call him out of his bullshit. Pisa off Potter)

(Basically her mind during most of PoA)

[severussnapemylove]

Y/N; (to Sev, Bella and Remus) "I have been the moral compas for you three for years, and all three of you are gonna have to hold me back on the day I finally snap."

[dracosiwa]

about that marauders football au:

it would be obvious to put snape in the death eaters’ team (in this case real madrid cause fuck them) but i think bc in cannon he’s not that appreciated he’d be a referee

(those who know about real vardrid get me)

like he’d whistle in slytherin’s favour and accept bribes for them hoping to be accepted into their little cult like team

also who did you think gryffindor’s and slytherin’s coaches would be???

mcgonagall and slughorn feels wrong

miranda would be on the board of directors probably like a scout director looking for young talents (yes she was the one who found sirius and asked him to sign for gryffindor)

and we ALL know poppy would be on the medical staff

she was the one who treated remus on his injury and later mentored him to work alongside her (for reference check out the tags for my other marauders football au drabbles)

[pascaloverx]

To Begin Again

ONE

Summary: You're a new teacher at a large and influential school. It's a risky step for you, as you've been running from your ex for almost two years. But when Dumbledore asks you to take on a class at the renowned Hogwarts, you can't refuse. However, your life as a newly arrived teacher won't be easy. Especially when the other teachers don't seem eager to make friends. Or rather, two teachers in particular: Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.

Author's Note: Welcome, dear readers. Please leave your comments if you enjoy fanfiction. This fanfic takes place almost in the real world (with the addition of werewolves) and is not a wizarding fanfic. There will be some differences and changes in things from the Harry Potter story or other fanfics in the HP universe, but I promise to do my best writing this fanfic. There will be a love triangle coming in this fanfic.

AO3 LINK TWO

To flee is easier than to face your problems, than to confront the demons you left behind long ago. And your life has become an eternal escape. Not only moving from place to place, teaching from school to school, you were living a temporary life each time.  Until one day, a letter arrived, yes, a letter for you from London. It said that you were invited to teach temporarily at Hogwarts Academy. Dumbledore needed you. He was a great friend of your father. They even taught at the same time, but when you were born, your father and mother decided to move to the United States for some undisclosed reason. But Dumbledore's letter comes to you as a good excuse to cover your tracks. Restart.

"What a piece of crap. My cell phone is out of battery and I'm lost in the middle of nowhere." You mumble to yourself. No one is listening anyway. A beautiful full moon night is in front of you, lighting your way. Hogwarts, despite being influential, seems to be located in the middle of nowhere. You jump back when you hear a loud howl. Are there wolves near a school? Isn't that dangerous? 

You look at your phone wishing there was some battery left so you could call someone. Noticing that it might be dangerous, you walk towards what you think might be the path. One step hurriedly each time. But the howls get closer and closer. Until you see a sign saying that Hogwarts is nearby. But as soon as you look ahead you see a dog. I mean, something similar to a dog but bigger. Or will it be a very hairy man?

"Leave or I'll throw my suitcase at you. Whatever you are." You say threatening the furry creature with your suitcase. The creature seems to stare at you, but not understand you. At that moment you laugh at your foolishness. Now who in their right mind would try to reason with a creature that doesn't seem to reason?

"Listen, I don't want to hurt you. I'm against animal abuse and I've participated in campaigns to rescue many from the streets. But if you come any closer, I won't have any other choice." You speak and while the canine creature or something looks like it's ready to attack you. When the creature gets a little closer, you throw your suitcase at it. With all the strength and aim possible. And then you run. Run as fast as possible, hitting some trees along the way but maintaining your speed. You hear the creature's grunts of pain. Then everything is silent, you rest a little. Your legs hurt, your arms are sore and bruised. And then you hear a long howl that alerts you that the creature is coming. And then you run again, as fast as you can. 

"I can't believe I'm going to die here, like this." You mumble as you run. You're so distracted that you don't notice a stranger in front of you. Until you bump into him. Making you both fall.

"Fuck. Don't you watch where you're going?" The stranger speaks in a rude tone and you look at him in confusion.Isn't he noticing that you're running from death? Or is he not hearing the furry creature's noises?

"Shut up and follow me." You say, holding the stranger's hand and asking him to follow you. Why you helped him, you don't know. But you wouldn't be able to sleep with guilty conscience if he died. Strangely, he follows you a little further into the forest. But who designed a school that has a forest with ferocious animals on the loose? 

"Come here." The stranger pulls you close to a hiding place. Hideout that actually seems designed for this type of situation. It's a small hut covered in bushes. You think about saying something but the stranger covers your mouth and points outside. Your eyes follow the stranger's fingers and you observe the creature outside. From a distance this creature looks like something from another world, from a fantasy world. A werewolf better said.  The creature sniffs for a while and then disappears into the forest.

"You saw that?" You ask the stranger who is currently adjusting his somewhat long, silky, and slightly wavy hair. Sweat is dripping down his forehead, but he seems fine. I mean, he's attractive. I mean, what the hell are you thinking?

"I did see it, still got the ability to see after some lunatic knocked me down out of nowhere. And you're welcome, by the way." The man says as he rummages through a closet. You look at him indignantly. What do you mean you should be grateful to him?

"Sorry to wake you up from that illusion you're in, but it's you who should be thanking me. That creature was about to attack both of us, and I pulled you to come with me. So, Prince Charming, get off your imaginary horse and thank me yourself." You respond proudly, starting to feel the pain of the bruises you accumulated along the way. 

"If that's how you feel, would you prefer to go out into the forest right now and try your luck?" The man says mockingly, and you glare at him angrily. What an idiot.

"Look, I'm new around here, and I don't want to sound presumptuous, but you seem like a jerk. But unlike you, I'm going to appreciate your help. Thank you for helping me escape from the big hairy creature out there. Satisfied?" You say, swallowing your pride, and then you extend your hand to the stranger. He gives a smirk, almost charming. What a jerk.

"Very satisfied. But now that we're here, would you mind telling me your name? I find it strange to spend the night with someone whose name I don't even know." The man says, sitting on the wooden chair next to you. You, who are sitting in an armchair, look at him, feeling strange about the idea of spending the night together.

"My name is Y/N. And yours?" You speak to avoid seeming rude, but the truth is, you want to know the reason why you'll have to spend the night together.

"Sirius. Sirius Black." He pauses before continuing, "And before you wonder, we have to spend the night here because it's still out there. But don't worry, as soon as dawn breaks, I'll take you to Hogwarts." Sirius speaks, squeezing your hand firmly. You shake hands, and he looks at you as if trying to unravel all your secrets.

"How do you know I want to go to Hogwarts?" You ask, and he smiles as if he finds it amusing.

"Let's just say I have a good sixth sense. Now, I suggest you rest. Tomorrow will be quite a day for you." Sirius says, handing you a pillow and a blanket. You thank him softly as you watch him grab another pillow and lie down on the floor. It looks uncomfortable, but you're too tired to be polite and offer to sleep on the floor instead.

"Hey, Sirius. Thank you so much for today. I might not be alive without you." You say sweetly and sleepily as you settle into the armchair. Sirius lifts his head and looks in your direction. Wow, he's handsome.

"I echo your words. The only difference is that I'd be alive with or without you. But I'm grateful for the company. It tends to be pretty boring around here." Sirius replies before turning over to sleep. You try not to dwell too much on what he said and then let sleep finally take hold of you. When morning comes, Sirius seems a bit more grumpy than before. You deduce that he might not be a morning person. You both leave the cabin early and walk for a while towards Hogwarts. The journey feels almost endless, but when you finally arrive, you're dazzled. The beauty of the architecture almost makes it worth almost dying to get in here.

"Well, princess, you're delivered. I won't be able to come in with you because I need to go check on something, but I'm sure we'll see each other again soon. Until then, take care. I won't always be here to save you." Sirius says, kissing the palm of your hand before leaving without giving you a chance to respond. You find him presumptuous but decide to move on.

Walking through the corridors of Hogwarts, you observe children playing from side to side. A boy with glasses and dark hair is hitting another boy with white hair on the ground, which startles you. You immediately run towards them. As you approach, you manage to separate the two, pulling the dark-haired one off the light-haired one. They both seem a bit bruised, and as you separate them, you realize that the effort has caused you significant pain in your back.

"You shouldn't be fighting. At least I think so." You say with some difficulty as you feel the pain growing. It's strange that despite the dark-haired one being the aggressor, he seems to take you more seriously. Meanwhile, the light-haired one is smiling mockingly with his arms crossed.

"And who are you to say anything?" Asks the child, around eleven or twelve years old, with a bruised face but intact hair. He's the one with the light hair.

"You must be thick, Malfoy, if you didn't notice that she must be our new teacher. Or maybe I hit you too hard." The dark-haired boy responds, already angry again. He seems both fearless and temperamental.

"Stop. Both of you! I don't want to hear insults or nonsense in my presence. You, with the white hair, I am your new teacher, so I suggest you change your tone when speaking. And you, with the dark hair, violence is not a solution to anything, not even insolence. Both of you, go far away from each other and think about how to be better." You speak calmly but very seriously. Despite their reluctance, both boys stop fighting and move on.

You feel the pain in your back get worse and walk to the first place you see an adult. Until you find a room, which seems almost abandoned. There is no one inside. You observe the room that has some old books scattered around and appears to be someone's room. 

"Can I help you?" A male voice speaks from behind you. You turn around nervously thinking it's rude to enter someone else's room. 

"I need help..." You were going to say more, but you were startled when you noticed a mark on the face of the man in front of you. You figured he must be in pain.

"There's no need to be afraid. I got involved in a mess last night and was a little injured." The man says getting closer and you feel like you're being rude.

"I'm sorry, I imagine it hurts. I'm sorry for my rudeness." You say, getting a little closer and looking deep into the man's eyes. Eyes you felt you've seen before.

"No need to apologize. It really hurts. My name is Remus and this is my room." Remus speaks as you watch him and before you can say anything, you simply pass out. 

                       

 To be continued...