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Remus Lupin*Forbidden Forest

Pairing: remus x f!reader

Kintober Day thirteen: primal play with Remus Lupin – usually when Remus runs around the forest its not by choice but tonight, he is chasing his favourite prey

Word count: 1404

Warnings: primal play, growling, sex in the forbidden forest, remus chasing you, hickies/marks, p in v sex, unprotected sex, teasing, nipple play, smut 18+

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The cold air whipped around your skin as your legs carried you as fast as they could manage. You felt branches scrape across your face, scratching your cheeks but when you heard heavy twigs snapping behind you you knew he was close. The full moon had more than a one day affect after all.

You hadn’t noticed the hill until you found yourself barrelling down the dry dirt, luckily managing to slide down on your ass instead of tumbling into a heap. However, when you stood you felt your breathing catch in your throat, “Found you,” Remus’s voice called over the forest making a distant owl screech.

Your head snapped around, your eyes finding him stood on the top of the hill, the moon behind him and lighting up his skin. Remus began to step down the hill, with far more grace and agility than you had. Your legs carried you backwards, slowly walking away, eyes locked onto his hungry ones until you felt a tree hit your back.

Your head whipped around, looking for somewhere to run, but you looked back when you felt two hands slam against the tree, either side of your head and caging you in, “Caught you,” Remus said, his voice low as he towered over you.

You found your eyes glancing at his lips then back to his eyes which had a newfound glint in them, “Remus what if- “you tried to protest but you gasped when you felt his lips slam onto yours.

His hands moved to cup your face, his rough thumb brushing against your cheek bone. Despite your previous protest you felt yourself melt into the kiss, your hands moving to hold his arms, feeling his biceps through his shirt.

Remus growled lowly, stepping forward again till his front was pressed against yours and you felt the hard bark pressing into your back. You could feel his hard on pressing into your stomach as his hands moved down from your face to your hips, gripping them tightly.

“Want you,” Remus muttered against your lips, his own moving to nip kisses down your neck. You moaned as he settled on a spot between your neck and shoulder, wondering what kind of marks he would leave this time.

Small moans left your lips making a Remus growl once more and you were grateful no one else was brave, or dumb, enough to venture in these woods. “Remus,” you whined, your hands pushing at his shoulders, “We could get caught,”

You plead fell on deaf ears as his hands moved to slip under your shirt, his hands moving behind your back to unclip your bra expertly. As he pulled it out from under your shirt, his hands quickly moving back to cup your breasts he looked down at you, “Tell me you want me to stop,” he said, resting his forehead against yours.

You went to speak but were cut off by your own moan as he squeezed your nipples gently, “We shouldn’t,” you finally stuttered out.

Remus leaned his lips down closer, a smirk in his eye, “But you want to,” he said, slowly rolling your perked buds between his fingers, “Admit it,” he taunted, his voice barely above a whisper as his lips hovered close to yours.

You could feel his lips brush against yours as you tried to think of something to say but instead you found your hands moving to his neck, pulling him back down for another heated kiss. This time Remus waited no times as his hands slipped down to your ass, giving it a quick squeeze before he hoisted you up against the tree.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling his body flush against yours and whining when you felt his bulge grind against your core. Your arms wrapped around his neck, scared you may fall but the moon gave him strengths no one fully understood.

His lips moved to suck harsh marks against your collarbone. Soft moans left your lips as your fingers toyed with the ends of his hair, but your breathing caught when you felt him move his hand. While holding you steady with one hand Remus slipped the other between your bodies, moving down till he was under your skirt. You wanted to ask what he was doing but before you could you gasped as he ripped your tights, his hand instantly slipping under your panties to rub sloppy circles against your clit.

“Fuck,” you whined, your voice coming out higher than planned.

“Careful pet,” Remus tutted, “Someone could hear you,” he teased, mock concern spreading his face.

You whined when you felt his hand come away from your cunt, “What are you doing?” you asked as you felt his hand move around under neath your body.

“Something I should’ve done a long time ago,” Remus said, his voice low and almost dark as you realised what he had been doing. You felt the tip of his cock run up and down your panties, lingering over your aching hole.

Your hips bucked, desperate for friction as you felt yourself grow wetter by the second. A low growl left his throat at your actions, and he quickly went to move your panties aside, lining his tip up with your hole. At first, he eased in slowly and you gasped as you felt him begin to stretch you out.

Remus groaned, his head falling to rest against yours as he sunk further in. your hands moved to grip his hair, tugging on his soft locks, but as you did something in Remus snapped and his hips snapped forward, sinking his length fully in and making you gasp.

His head fell into the crook of your neck as his hands grabbed your hips, keeping you in place as he began to set a relentless pace. His hips snapped against yours, your back being pushed further into the wood as he began to hit new spots making your back arch, pushing your chest against his.

Remus growled, his fingernails sinking into your hips making you cry out and wonder if it was enough to leave marks. Your legs tightened around his hips as your moans rang out across the darkened forest.

Grunts and groans fell from his lips as he left occasionally kisses and bites to your neck. You felt your body shift and before you could question it you felt his hand slip back between your bodies, finding your clit in an instant as he rubbed fast circles onto the bundle of nerves.

You could feel your body tense and your stomach tightened. Maybe it was the rush of being outside or the fact he was hitting deeper spots than ever before, but you could barley control your moans let alone try resist the quickly approaching orgasm.

When your cunt clenched around him Remus’s hips started moving at an inhumane pace making you cry out, but it was enough to tip you over the edge, “Fuck I can’t-fuck!” you gasped, as your orgasm washed over your body.

Remus couldn’t stop though, not now. He chased his high like a dog chased rabbits and soon you felt his pace become sloppy before a familiar feeling spread inside you. Remus’s head fell into your neck, his hands moving from beneath your legs to gently let you stand on your own again.

Your legs almost buckled as your feet touched the ground and Remus quickly grabbed your arms to steady you, “Are you okay?” he asked, concern washing over his scarred face.

“Yeah,” you breathed out, still dazed from before, “I’m fucking amazing actually,”

Remus laughed at your words, but it was soon cut off as he glanced around the forest, “We should really go back though,” he said, concern finally crossing his mind.

You laughed as you took his hand, quickly adjusting your skirt and hoping you managed to avoid seeing anyone on the way since there was no disguising the state you were in, “Lets go Loverboy,” you grinned, loving the way he had became a blushing mess at your teasing despite his prior persona.

When you finally got back to your dorm you settled in for a peaceful night’s sleep. Somehow you had gotten away with it all. Well sort of. since there was no way in hell you were going to claim the bra that a first year had found during their magical creatures lesson the next morning.

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Routine | Remus Lupin

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Summary: When the full moon comes around some things are always the same while some things differ. All you and your friends can do is your best to comfort the werewolf you all love.

Genre: Fluff, angst? (Rem in discomfort)

Pairing(s): Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader

Warning(s): Nightmares, depression, cursing, food, loss of appetite, difficulty sleeping, mentions of blood, and wounds (let me know if I missed anything)

Note(s):

Established Relationship

In the beginning all characters are in their 6th year

Cariad = Love

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No one could truly ever tell how Remus would act around the full moon and to whom. So you could only ever prepare for the constants.

Remus was always physically and mentally drained as his body was preparing him for the transformation. His body would ache. Some months could be much more painful than other months. He was always tired, unable to sleep more than three hours if he was lucky. He was normally restless and tended to bounce his knee, chew on his nails or lip, and fidget with things around him.

Some months he was more angry than anything, others he was more depressed. A week before the full moon was the earliest these side effects occurred. It might start earlier in the week or the middle or at the latest a couple days before.

Walking into the great hall, your eyes immediately searched for your love. Upon seeing him you examined his posture and believed you knew what type of day today would be.

When you got closer you saw James piling some of Remus’ favorite foods on the plate in front of him. Your boyfriend had his hands covering his ears. You believed this to be a subconscious movement to keep out all the noise of the great hall.

James noticed you first, sending you a grateful smile as you sat next to Remus. Far enough to not startle him but close enough so that he could sense your presence.

“Hey, honey.” You said softly to alert him that it was you beside him, but not too quietly that he couldn’t hear you.

You didn’t hear what he mumbled but you took it as a greeting. You gently placed your hand on his back and rubbed it in hope to ease his tension.

Remus was always distant at first, the insecurities plagued his mind. You just needed to be consistent and slowly move towards him.

In the beginning you sat awkwardly next to him. James chatted with Sirius as the black haired boy played wizards chess with Peter. James continued to stuff more food on Remus’ plate, doing his best to encourage him to eat.

Soon enough, Remus allowed himself to find comfort in your presence, and ate a few bites of the food James had given him. It wasn’t enough, but you knew he was trying.

Sirius slammed his hands on the table in frustration from the loss of the chess match. Remus jumped slightly, which earned Sirius a glare from you.

“Sorry, Moons.” He sounded sorry, so you let it go.

Remus just snuggled further into you, taking deeper breaths in an attempt to calm himself. The position the two of you were in was odd to the eye, but it was the best, and most comfortable you could do at the grand tables.

Soon, the owls entered, dropping packages, and hooting loudly. Two packages that were nearly the exact same in size and shape landed in front of James and Sirius.

The two of them grinned and picked their packages up at the same time. If you weren’t so worried about Remus, you would’ve laughed at how similar James and Sirius’ movements were.

“Gifts from Effie.” Sirius grinned at your questioning gaze.

You watched curiously as James and Sirius opened the packages. They both pulled out a delicately wrapped box of sweets and a pouch of coins. 

“For the upcoming Hogsmeade trip.” Sirius said absent-mindedly, he gave Remus a sympathetic look knowing that the full moon was this weekend.

“Come on, let’s go back to our dorm.” James said, after he placed the items back into his own box.

You nodded, and rubbed the back of Remus’ neck before whispering James’ words to Remus.

He nodded and stood up, swaying slightly. You were quick to grab his hand and walk with him out of the great hall. You tried to persuade him into leaning on you but he was still well aware that if he were to fall, he would crush you.

Thankfully, Peter was at Remus’ other side, helping support some of his weight. While Sirius hung behind, and James led.

You saw his shoulders visibly relax when you were far enough away from the noise that was the great hall.

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“Under the cloak you go.” James said, throwing his invisibility cloak over you and Remus.

If someone were to see you going into the marauders dorms, talk would arise and it wouldn’t be good for any of you.

When in their dorm, Remus subconsciously moved towards his bed and flopped down as if he had worked tirelessly all day long, even though it wasn't even noon.

You sat on the edge of his bed. Remus, sensing your proximity, moved so that his head laid in your lap.

All the marauders kept glancing at Remus in worry. James the most. So it wasn’t a shock when said boy spoke up, “He should stay in the dorm today.”

You nodded in agreement, “I’m gonna stay too.”

“You sure?” It was Sirius

“One of us could stay with him.” Peter offered

You shook your head, sending them off to class with a murmur of thanks.

Looking down, you noticed Remus had fallen asleep. You smiled, knowing around these times he got all his sleep from naps.

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Hours later you were awoken from the firm grip on your thighs. Remus’ head was shaking, eyes scrunched up and he was sweating.

You caressed his face, trying to comfort him. He seemed to relax a little.

“Remus.” You called gently, shaking him awake.

It took him a few minutes to come to terms as to where he was.

“What time is it?” He asked quietly.

You glanced around for a clock, before noticing the muggle kid watch you had bought for James last year as a gag gift. You squinted trying to make out the time.

“About two hours after noon.” You answered, trying to relieve the tension in your back and shoulders without disturbing Remus.

Remus groaned in annoyance. He moved to try and get up, but the hand you placed on his back easily convinced him to give up and continue to lay down.

“You should try to get some more sleep.” You said, pushing the strands of hair that stuck to his sweaty forehead away from his face.

“No use.” He answered and your heart aches for him.

“I should start you a bath.” You moved to gently lift Remus’ head from your lap but he halted you with a grab of your wrist.

“Don’t leave.” He whined, “I don’t want to be alone.”

“I’m just gonna run a bath for you so you don’t have to sleep in your own sweat.” You tried

“I don’t care.” Remus begged

You effectively placed Remus’ head into the bed despite his protests.

You were more concerned when he moved to sit up. Even in pain, he moved fast, so you couldn’t stop him.

He delicately wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his forehead against your stomach. Despite having his arms around you, you could barely feel him. You knew he was denying the want of tightening his hold on you, afraid of being seen as selfish.

You moved for him, pressing his arms around you tighter and moved closer to him so he could bury his face in your stomach.

“You’re allowed to want things, Rem. All you have to do is ask me.” You said, rubbing up and down the back of his neck.

“I don’t want you to leave me.” You knew he meant more of a break-up sense than a physical sense.

“I’m not going to, my love.” The sound of your endearment caused a small cry from his lips.

“I hate it so much.”

You couldn’t even imagine all the pain and suffering Remus had to constantly go through.

“I know, is there anything more I can do to help?” You asked

“Just be here.” He answered quietly

“I promise.” You assured him.

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Eight Years later 

“Don’t fuss, Cariad, It’s not that big, I swear.” Remus chuckled painfully, watching you tend to a wound on his stomach.

“It’s bigger than I’d like.” You mumble through the flush on your cheeks.

“It was quite an angry moose, but I rather a wound from him than my own claws.” Remus said

You froze for a moment then picked back up where you left off, not sure if or how you should respond to that.

Remus’ hiss stopped you from a rabbit hole of negative thoughts.

“I’m sorry.” You said absent-mindedly

“That’s enough cleaning, don’t you think, love?” 

“Just a little more.” You promised.

When Remus was all bandaged and done he hummed gratefully. 

“So,” He began, resting his hands on your hips as you disposed of the bloody cloths. “How should I repay you for taking such good care of me?” 

You hummed, acting as if you were in deep thought, “A kiss or two should be enough payment for me.” 

Remus chuckled, “Have I not given you enough kisses today?” 

You shook your head, “You never do.”

The man scoffed teasingly, “I thought I gave you a healthy amount, but it seems I've begun to spoil you.” 

“Your fault.” You said affectionately, leaning down while making not to touch a wound. 

One kiss. Two kisses. Three kisses. 

He hummed, pressing one kiss to your cheek, “I thought my payment was two kisses.” 

“I changed my mind.” You smiled, resting your forehead against his. 

“My silly women.” He caressed your cheek.

“Sorry, Rem. You’re stuck with me.” 

“Then I shall die the happiest man.”

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remus and reader get into a fight and then he gets super clingy afterwards and it’s just fluffy <33🙏🙏🙏

omg this is perfect!!

I kinda get “Mine (Taylor’s Version)” vibes because the album just came out. thank you for requesting this

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 | 𝐑.𝐋

summary: you and Remus get into a fight about his lycanthropy.

warnings: angst to fluff, insecure remus. use of y/n and not proof read, because I’m lazy lol.

pairings: remus lupin x reader

“This is not up for discussion,” Remus said, curtly.

You huffed, looking at him like he was crazy. The situation you were in was tough, but all you wanted to do was make sure he was okay. You had suggested that you help Remus with his full moons. Remus argued it was too dangerous for you and that he wanted to keep you safe. The lycanthrope though he was a monster and would hurt you if given the chance.

And Remus would not let the wolf get the chance.

“Why? Not? I want to be around. I want to help you,” you said. You knew it was stubborn — deep down. You weren’t an animagus like James, Sirius, and Peter. But you were training with Madame Pomphrey to become a nurse.

“You can’t be around at night. I could hurt you. I’m a monster!” He argued, just as stubborn as you.

“Remus, you are not a monster! What if you get badly hurt and I’m not there to help you in time?” You argued, tears coming to your eyes.

“It’s not your job to be there. You don’t need to be there! Maybe I don’t want you there, have you ever thought about that?!” Remus snapped.

Thunder crashed outside in the storm, as lighting stuck in the distance. A tear fell from your right eye and you quickly wiped it away. You needed to get out of your dorm. You needed to be away from him.

“You know, pushing me away is what is actually hurting me. What you just said, hurt me,” you replied, wiping away tears. You then stormed out of your dorm room and out of the Gryffindor common room.

And I remember that night 2:30 am, as everything was slipping right out of our hands.

I ran out crying, and you followed me out into the street.

Remus followed you immediately after you left. You ran out into the court yard and rain was pouring down upon you. You caught your breath, thinking this was the end. You felt that that Remus was going to push you away so much that you would lose him.

Braced myself for the goodbye, ‘cause it’s all I’ve ever know.

“Y/n wait!” Remus shouted. He caught up with you and you both were getting soaked from the rain.

You turned to him and looked into his eyes sadly. He continued to speak. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to push you away. I love you and I know you want to make sure I’m okay. But you’re safety is important to me,” Remus confessed.

And you took me by surprise. You said “I’ll never leave you alone”

“You are the best thing, that’s ever been mine,” Remus said, pulling you into his arms.

“I love you Remus. I don’t want you to feel insecure around me or feel like you don’t deserve love. You are not a monster and I will always be around to help you. In whatever way makes you the most comfortable,” you replied, catching his lips in a kiss.

Remus returned the kiss, passionately. The rain making the moment ever more romantic. There were undeniable sparks flying between the two of you.

He knew he never wanted to let you go again. Remus would never push you away after that night. He clung onto you as much as he could.

Once you were both dried off and snuggled in your bed, Remus had his arms protectively around your waist. Your head was snuggled into his chest.

“I never want to let you go,” he mumbled, kissing the top of your head and resting his chin on your forehead.

“Then don’t, because I’m never letting you go,” you replied, smelling his warm cotton knitted sweater. He smelled of chocolate and cigarettes. It was comforting and warm. The two of you eventually fell asleep in each others arms, waking up the next day in the same cuddled position.

A/n- I loved writing this!!!! Remus is the loml. Please send me more requests, I enjoy receiving them <3

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Chocolate?

A !young! Remus Lupin x reader

Summary: Your not feeling well, and Remus takes care of you ^^

Major fluff, no trigger warnings :))

Gender neutral reader :D

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Its almost lunchtime and you still haven't left your bed, well except to run to the bathroom when you got nauseous. But other that that, you got no other exercise. Unfortunately, that means you also hadn't left your room, which left you absolutely starving.

You were just turning over in bed, trying to get comfy even in your restless state, when a worried Remus (gently) busted through the door.

His face immediately softened once his eyes rested on your pale, sickly looking state. "Oh honey, what happened?" he slowly sits on the edge of your bed, feeling your forehead with the back of his hand.

Most of the tension in your body dissipates as you feel the softness and gentle warmth of his skin on your forehead. "M' sick," was the only reply you could muster in your sweaty, hungry, pain filled state.

He chuckles softly, "I really couldn't tell," he hands you a thermos cup from the messenger bag at his side. "Hot tea, I figured you were sick when you weren't at breakfast, its waffle day, your favorite," he kisses your head gently before helping you sit up.

You slowly sip the tea praying it will help rid you of your blaring headache and incredibly sore throat. While you were slightly disappointed about waffle day, you knew you probably wouldn't be able to keep it down anyways.

"Thanks," you reply softly as you sip the tea. There's a perfect combination of the flowery taste of the tea itself and sweetness of the honey he no doubt mixed in.

He grins standing as he begins to take stuff out of his bag and set it on the wide nightstand sitting next to your bed. He sets cough drops, water, ibuprofen and your favorite chocolate on your nightstand.

You have to clamp your jaw shut so it doesn't fall open at the genuine kindness of your boyfriend. "Remmy..."

He smiles, "Want some chocolate? I absolutely know you haven't eaten all day and that's not good, especially when your sick and dehydrate," he adds emphasis on 'not good' and 'dehydrated', to show how much he's worried.

"Alright," you gingerly try to take it from his hands but he grins mischievously before breaking off a piece and lifting it up to your lips. You roll your eyes and try not to smile as you bite into the chocolate, the lovely flavor of it spreading across your tongue.

He takes everything back from your hands and returns it to the nightstand before flipping the light off and climbing into bed with you.

"Remus, you have classes," but your words are muffled as he pulls you into his chest.

"Shh you're sick, I could care less about classes. Plus I'll get the homework from James later".

You eventually sigh, and lovingly roll your eyes at his antics before leaning into him, your arms wrapping around his waist. You're genuinely surprised that the chocolate didn't make you sicker. But in his arms you feel completely content. Maybe you'll get some sleep after all?

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PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER: YOUNG REMUS LUPIN X READER

Summary: Remus is tired but he denies it.

Remus goes through the cramped and closed corridors of the train to the back where his friends, the Marauders, are. He finally arrives and enters the cabin they're in.

"Morning Moony," greets Sirius with a grin, now that everyone is finally complete. 

"Hey guys," Remus greets him back with his raspy morning voice. He would always be wide awake and energetic at six in the morning.. what happened with him?

"Too sleepy to notice me, huh?" You tease with a soft voice and a chuckle, then he turns his head to you and widens his eyes a bit in surprise.

"Sorry Buttercup, I'm just really tired.." He groans as he slides his bag on top of the bag rack. He then takes the empty seat next to you.

"Take a rest, Remus. You've got dark circles under your eyes," says Peter who's just looking out for his friend, and Y/N nods. 

"I-i'm good, what do you want to talk about? New pranks? Any gossip?" He says in between a yawn whilst fluttering his widened eyes to become much more awake.

"Remmy, no. Take a rest, please?" You request concernedly as you just want to have the best for your lover. You didn't want it to escalate to sickness.

"I'm fine, Y/N." He reminds in a whisper as his eyes fall half-closed. You sigh then pull him closer to you with both of your arms with a struggle. He really wasn't able to support himself.

"What are you doing?" Asked Remus.

"Put your head on my shoulder," you instruct whilst combing through his hair. Luckily, he hummed in agreement and did so instead of declining the offer. His head wasn't heavy, fortunately.

You did a few things to put him to sleep. You stroked his palm, combed his hair with your fingers, patted his back and head, gave him kisses on the forehead from time to time and hummed a song to him quietly. These made him fall asleep peacefully, and after a few hours you felt drowsy as well. You then rested your head against the wall and closed your eyes, only seeing pitch blackness and feeling the heartbeat of Remus.

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The art of eye contact || Young! Remus Lupin x Fem! Hufflepuff! Reader

Pairing: Young! Remus Lupin x Fem! Hufflepuff! Reader

Word count: 1.6k

Summary: The three times they made eye contact and the one time he did something about it.

Warnings: none, just pure fluff. Idiots in love

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Honey.

That's what she saw when she met his eyes across Slughorn's class. They were sparkling and melting honey combs. Warm. Kind. Sweet. She only wished she could drown herself in them.

Slughorn's voice echoed in the background along with the bumbling of the cauldron in front of her. White noise. She paid no attention to them.

An elbow dug into her ribs brought her back to the present. Frowning, she turned to her friend, who just pointed her head subtly to the professor.

''Miss L/N, can you tell us what you smell from this cauldron?''

She gulped down the lump that was settling in her throat and took a few steps to the front of the class. Y/N could still feel his eyes on her, burning holes into her back. She took a whiff of the potion in front of her. Aromas embraced her and she suddenly felt lightheaded. She took a step back, clutching her robes in fists. ''I smell parchment, chocolate and... honey.''

Slughorn clapped, smiling. ''And can you tell me which potion it is?''

She opened her mouth to reply, but she quickly closed it, shaking her head.

''Yes, mister Lupin?''

She turned her head to where the honey eyed boy was sitting and felt her insides warm up. He was slowly lowering his hand, clearing his throat. ''It's Amortentia. Although, it's a love potion, it can't induce true love, just infatuation. Its smell is different to everyone, according to what attracts them.''

Slughorn's face lit up, once again. ''Very good, mister Lupin! Ten points to Gryffindor!''

Remus' eyes panned to hers, once again, and she felt her face burn.

''Please, miss L/N, you can go back to your seat.''

And she did, feeling his lingering gaze on her all the way to the desk and throughout the whole class.

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The Great Hall was bustling with chatter and laughter. The light came through the tall windows, painting the room in a low glow. There were owls delivering mail, dropping them from the air. The Daily Prophet plunged straight in Remus' mashed potatoes with a splash, small droplets sticking to his face and hands. ''Great.'' he muttered. After wiping away the food from his skin, he picked up the newspaper and started flipping through it. Something about dark forces rising were written in ink. Feeling a pair of eyes on him, Remus looked up from the pages.

There, across the room at the Hufflepuff table, sat the Potions girl. Her eyes met his and Remus felt his chest clenching and burning up. She softly smiled and he felt his own lips curling up. The hands on the newspaper loosened, letting The Daily Prophet fall right back into the mashed potatoes.

''Heaven help a fool who falls in love'' said Sirius from besides him, snickering.

Remus turned his head so fast that he was sure he would have gotten whiplash. ''What's that supposed to mean?''

''You're smitten'' smirked Sirius while he bit into the glistening and fat chicken leg.

Remus shook his head, sandy hair falling into his eyes. ''That's not true. We barely even talked!''

''Doesn't matter, mate, it's written all over your face.''

Remus threw Sirius a look. ''What's written over my face is annoyance.''

''Hmm, I beg to differ'' replied Sirius with a mouth full of food. He gulped down the meat, the rich aroma caressing his throat like a velvet to the touch. ''There's no time better than the present! You should ask her out. Someone will snatch her up.''

''Someone like who? You? She's not your type, Padfoot.''

''She may not be my type, but I am everyone's'' said Sirius, pointing at him with the chicken leg. ''Just so you know.'' he shrugged.

Remus grumbled a series of nonsense under his breath, between ''This ladies man, I swear'' and ''We just share Slughorn's class, that's all.''

''You should ask Prongs for love advice. He had more luck with Evans than you did with this Hufflepuff bird.''

Mashed potatoes were thrown. ''Oh, shut up!''

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The library was always a place she found solace in. Peace and quiet. And books. Their smell got her high. She could flip through a book hours on end and never feel time passing by.

The afternoon sun was streaming in through the windows, illuminating the dancing dust and the golden books' spines. She read each one, caressing their covers, much like a lover would caress lips.

A sigh escaped her own lips when she remembered the essay on Amortentia she had to write for Slughorn's class. ''Thirty percent of your grade!'' he had said.

It was safe to say Potions wasn't her favourite class. Not because she didn't like it, but because it was the one class she wasn't on top of. Charms were more of her area. Safe and easy to understand.

Her fingertips came across a Potions book. It was worn out, but it would do, Y/N decided. She went to take it out when her fingers brushed someone else's from the other side. A shock travelled her arm all the way to her heart.

The book was removed from the shelf and her eyes met honey ones. Warm. Kind. Sweet. Y/N realized that maybe drowning in them would be a sweet sorrow.

''Oh, sorry, did you want this book?'' said Remus from the other side of the shelf.

''No, it's alright, you keep it.'' And she turned on her heels, feeling her cheeks burning up.

''Wait-''

Her walk was rapid fire, her hair flying behind her. She collided with someone's chest. A chocolate smell embraced her, inviting her in. She suddenly remembered that day in Slughorn's class. Y/N took a step back, feeling very small and flustered. Her face was all red like a blooming rose.

''Sorry!'' said the honey eyed boy.

She just nodded and took a step around him. His hand lingered on her wrist, stopping her in her tracks. He hastily retracted his hand, scratching the back of his head. ''I, uh- you can have the book.''

Y/N shook her head. ''It's alright.''

Remus wrapped his fingers around hers, giving her the book. ''No, please. I'll just find something else.''

His touch kissed her skin in small fireworks and she found herself wondering if he felt it too. Her gaze met his. Honey. ''Thank you'' she breathed.

He softly smiled, nodding his head. And he left.

Her hand felt cold afterwards.

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The Great Lake was the perfect place on the school grounds to take a break and just breathe. The air was fresh and sweet and it made her lightheaded. The last sun rays were reflecting in waves in the water like light scales. It was peaceful. Tranquil. And for a moment, Y/N felt at peace herself. She closed her eyes, leaning her back on the tree trunk. The willow was swiftly dancing in the wind, whispering nothings in the air. Peace.

That was until a splash was heard. A few droplets of water splattered her and she shrieked. They were cold against her warm skin. Y/N blinked against the sun, bringing a hand to her forehead. There, a few meters in front of her, on the shore was Remus and his gang of blokes. His sandy hair was shining in the afterglow and he was laughing. His laugh was carried by the wind all the way to her. It lit something inside of her and Y/N found herself smiling lightly.

The one who jumped in the water had shoulder length, ebony hair. And was suddenly aware of her presence. ''Oi! Ain't that your Hufflepuff birdie, Moony?''

Remus turned his head towards her, a smile gracing his features. His eyes met hers and Y/N got on her feet, turning away. Her chest contracted, all the air leaving her. Her cheeks reddened, once again.

''Wait, Y/N!''

His hand gripped her wrist and turned her towards him. He was so close. Y/N could see every imperfection on his face and smell his chocolate, homey scent. But the eyes were what froze her in her spot. They were so strikingly warm, so invitingly sweet. There were specks of gold in the warm, brown, honey eyes. She could count each and every one of them. If she could, she would have taken a jump in their pool, swimming in their depth. But she couldn't. So, she just settled in gazing in them, hoping to see Remus' soul and some of his heart.

Snickers were heard from the back. ''Yeah, get some, Moony!''

He blushed in the light, dropping her hand. ''Don't listen to them. They're a bunch of idiots.''

She shook her head. ''I'm not.'' she whispered.

''Right, right. Uh-''

''You have really pretty eyes.''

He almost choked. ''I, uh- Thank you, I mean, you also have pretty eyes. The best, really.''

She giggled, tilting her head. ''Am I making you nervous?''

Remus puffed out. ''Just a little bit. Am I making you nervous?''

Y/N shrugged, looking at her worn out shoes. ''Just a little bit.''

Silence followed. Only the gentle swings of the willow branches and the lapping of the waves were heard. The sun was now dipping in the horizon, casting orange hues over her face and hair and Remus thought he was looking at an angel. If he could squint enough, he could see her wings.

He took her hand, again. Sparks. They pinched him, drawing shocks against his skin. Her doe eyes looked up at him and Remus smiled, letting adoration find home on his features. ''Would you like to go to Hogsmeade this weekend? With me?''

She slowly blinked. ''Are you asking me out?''

He nodded, his thumb starting to caress the back of her hand. ''I am.''

Her face broke out in a grin. ''I would love to.''

His heart skipped a bit. ''Then, it's date.''

Bonus:

''Ten galleons, boys. Come on, a bet is a bet.''

''This is ridiculous, Padfoot. You practically set them up!''

''Nuh uh, that was the power of love!''

''Rubbish!''

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading! Writing this fluffy fic was so much fun! It was inspired by "Ophelia" -The Lumineers. It's also written for @lucywrites02 ' creative challenge, so make sure to check their blog out!

Any feedback is welcomed! Take care xx

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Young!Remus Lupin x Reader - Never Stop Being You

For @loving-and-dreaming (and for anyone else who has ever felt like this) ; I hope this fic helps I saw it a while ago whilst I was reading Remus fics!

I hope you all enjoy this! 💛

“Y/n, I was thinking we could go to the library after potion classroom study?” Remus said, lifting his head up from the book he’d been enthralled in most of the morning. 

“Yeah; that sounds good, hon-Remus,” Y/n replied with barely even a smile before she left the Gryffindor Common room altogether. 

Remus’ eyes narrowed in both confusion and concern; a look that his fellow Marauders also mirrored. 

Y/n loved the library, that’s where she spent eighty percent of her time when she wasn’t in classes and sure studying wasn’t her favorite thing to do but it was odd to see her so indifferent by what he said. 

She also rarely called anyone by their first name unless it was her first time meeting them; or had told her to call them by their name. But Remus had never done that; in fact he found it adorable that she called him honey; it made his heart feel all warm and fuzzy. 

So hearing his actual name fall from her lips was like a punch in the gut. 

She hadn’t called him by his full name since they met each other; in their first year, they were now in their seventh….

“Did I just hear that correctly?” He asked; rubbing the back of his neck nervously; his mind trying to work out if maybe he had misheard her. 

“Moony, what did you do?” Sirius questioned; his eyebrows raised as he looked at his friend; Sirius, much like Remus had rarely seen Y/n call anyone by their first name, the only time he’d experienced it was when she was really mad at him for pulling a prank on her, that went terribly wrong and ruined one of her favorite books. 

Hence why Sirius assumed that Remus and Y/n had had a falling out. 

However, Lily soon corrected that assumption, “He hasn’t done anything,” 

“She’s been like that for a few days,” Marlene continued with a sigh, as she twiddled her quill in between her fingers, “It’s like she’s stopping herself from saying the nicknames she’s called us for years…”

Remus hadn’t been around as much the last few days because of the full moon, he’d spent most of his time in the hospital wing and in his dorm room; today was the first real day he’d felt strong enough to go back to classes. 

Something had happened to Y/n…and he couldn’t help the ache of guilt in his chest at the thought of something happening to her and him not being there. 

But he was here now; and he was going to find out what had happened to make her act unlike herself.

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Throughout the rest of the day, Remus kept an eye on Y/n…and although it was exactly like Marlene had said, she was calling everyone by their first name, avoiding all the nicknames she used to call people; there was also something else going on. 

She was quiet; unusually so. 

She barely cracked a smile at Sirius’ joke in Charms class; and Remus knew  that that was a joke she would’ve normally laughed at. 

It was like a Dementor had come along and sucked all of the happiness out of her. 

In fact he was fully  prepared for her not to show up to their study session today; but a small wave of relief washed over him when he saw her making her way over to him. 

“Hey,” Remus greeted softly as she sat down; there were a million questions racing around in his head, but he thought it was best to let her get comfortable before he started asking her questions. 

After an hour of studying; it was not Remus who broke the silence they were in, it was Y/n.

“What’s wrong? She asked; her eyes not once dithering from the book she was reading.

“Shit,” Remus mumbled under his breath; as he looked up at Y/n. He’d been hoping that she was so engrossed in her charms book to notice his worried glances; clearly, he was wrong. 

“I could ask you the same question?” He countered gently; closing the book he’d been trying and failing to read. 

“I’m fine,” she stated bluntly; trying to ignore the concern in Remus’ eyes as he looked at her.

“I’m just saying…if there’s something wrong…you can talk to me, Y/n/n y’know that right?”  he smiled reassuringly.  

He knew she was lying when she said she was fine; but he also respected that maybe she didn’t want to talk about what was wrong right now and as much as he wanted her to tell him what was wrong so he could help her, he also wasn’t going to push her. 

“Why does everyone think there’s something wrong with me?” Y/n snapped; silencing the minimal chitter in the background as she gathered her belongings and quickly left the library. 

He swore he saw her wipe a few tears from her cheek before she left; and that just made his heart ache even more as his mind fought with itself for a few moments; trying to decide what the best thing to do was, if he went after her he was worried that she would feel like she didn’t have any space; but alternatively he also hated the thought of her being alone whilst she was upset. 

He couldn’t leave her. 

So he rushed after her, trying to think of where she could be.

He tried all the usual places he thought he’d find her; and then all of the less likely places; and he couldn’t find James who had the map, so that ruled that out as an option of trying to find her. 

It was a complete and utter coincidence that he bumped into her quite literally while he was walking towards the Quidditch pitch where James and Sirius were. 

“Y/n/n-” his words stopped in his throat when he saw just how puffy and red her eyes were. 

“C’mere,” he whispered, pulling her into his arms; a gesture which she didn’t fight against; instead, she simply melted into the warmth and comfort of his arms, as he rubbed her back soothingly. 

“I’m sorry,” She sniffled, pulling herself away from him slightly so that she could wipe her tears away. 

“You don’t need to be sorry,” he cooed; continue to rub small circles into her back; while his other hand rose to her face, caressing her cheek.

“Am I too much?” She asked, the question catching Remus completely off guard. 

“Am I too nice; too bubbly, just…too much, I know people don’t always like nicknames…and I can be a bit too loud sometimes; that’s not something I’m not used to hearing but I didn’t think it annoyed people, is it annoying?” 

The words were falling from her lips faster than Remus’ mind could keep up with; but after a few seconds the words had processed.

“It’s not annoying, not at all,” he said, tilting her head up slightly so that their eyes met, “Why don’t you start from the beginning?” 

So she did. 

She explained what had happened a few nights ago; that a handful of students had said that she was too friendly and nice to everyone; that she was too bubbly and should learn to not talk as much, and the nicknames she called people, like honey were just weird. 

And that was all because she offered to help them with an assignment.

“I was…I was just trying to help,” she continued; picking the skin around her thumb anxiously.

“I know and there is nothing wrong with that,” Remus stated, taking her hands in his, “you don’t have to shrink who you are just because other people can’t appreciate how brilliant you are,” 

“I’m not brilliant,” she mumbled, her thumbs rubbing along the side of my knuckle.

“Yes, you are,” he argued; though his tone remained soft, as his thumb traced over her bottom lip.

 “You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest and most beautiful person I have known and even that is an understatement,” he breathed, unknowingly closing the small distance between them; until their lips were almost touching. 

He glanced down at her lips, before meeting her eyes, silently asking her if this was okay. 

She didn’t say anything; she simply closed the distance between them herself. 

The initial shock of her lips on his made him stumble back a little; thankfully it was not enough to break the kiss; he wished his lips could heal her hurt, he wished he could kiss the pain away and show her just how amazing she was in his eyes. 

“You are amazing,” he breathed in between kisses before placing one last kiss on her forehead, before pulling her back into his arms, “and I will always remind you of that.”

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prompt 15 (that 70s show 1x1) with Remus lupin please

Hi beautiful💕 Thank you so much for participating! I had a great time writing this one and I think it really fitted Remus perfectly! I hope you like it💜

The Kiss || Remus Lupin x Reader

Summary: You always had feelings for Remus, but you kept it a secret for fear of ruining your friendship. That is until one rainy Saturday night when everything changes.

Warnings: mutual pining, fluff, attempt at humor

Word count: 1600

It was a rainy Saturday night, the cold autumn wind was shaking the tops of the trees making the branches crash against the windows of the castle. It was the perfect weather to curl up under a blanket to read in front of the warmth of the fireplace. And that was exactly what you wanted to do, just not in your dorm room. 

You went down to the common room hoping to meet Remus there. You knew he liked to stay up late finishing homework or reading a book. He enjoyed the quiet of the night, the common room was usually empty and if James and Sirius weren't around it was a perfect place to relax for a while. You also enjoyed the peace that filled the Gryffindor tower at that hour, that was something you and Remus had in common, but that night it wasn't peace and quiet that you were looking for. There was something you actually enjoyed more than having the Gryffindor common room all to yourself and that was Remus' company. 

You had been friends since first year and you had had a crush on him since third year. Now you were in your sixth year at Hogwarts and it was getting harder and harder to hide your feelings. You had decided to tell him the truth, promising yourself that you wouldn't let the year end without letting him know how you really felt about him. It sounded like a great idea in your mind, but it didn't turn out to be as simple as you initially thought. 

Every time you were about to confess the truth to him you ended up panicking, your mind went blank and the words got stuck in your throat. So far you had tried on four different occasions, all resulting in failure. So after failure number four you decided it would be best to wait and gather the courage you so evidently lacked. That was the reason you were spending so much time with Remus and it was also the reason you had gone down to the Gryffindor common room hoping to find him.

You smiled when you found him settled on the couch in front of the fireplace. He had a book in his hands, his long, slender fingers tracing the pages as he read. You admired him from the bottom of the stairs for a few seconds, loving the way the dim candlelight and the fire in the fireplace illuminated his figure. He looked ethereal and you wanted nothing more than to run into his arms and lose yourself in his lips. But you knew you couldn't, so you snapped out of your trance and approached him with a warm smile on your lips.

"Want some company?" Remus looked up from his book, surprised to see you there as he hadn't heard you come in. He nodded his head slightly giving you a smile and you plopped down on the couch, curling up next to him as you stretched the blanket you had brought over your legs and his. Remus welcomed your closeness, leaning against the back of the couch and stretching his arm out to wrap it around your shoulders.

It wasn't an uncommon thing for you to be this close, especially when you were alone and didn't have to fear the teasing of your friends. You hugged and held hands all the time, even before you developed a crush on him, and it was one of your favorite things about your friendship —and one of the things you most feared losing if you confessed the truth to him.

"What are you reading?" you asked curiously, letting your head rest on his shoulder. The musky scent of his cologne invaded your nostrils and you allowed yourself to get lost for a moment in the warm feeling it aroused inside you. It was your favorite scent in the world because it was a scent you identified as the essence of Remus, the essence of love.

Remus opened his mouth to answer you, but before the words could leave his mouth he was interrupted by the laughter of his friends entering through the portrait into the common room.

"Moony! There you are!" Sirius exclaimed the moment his eyes fell upon his figure.

"Are we interrupting something?" James asked in a suggestive tone as he noticed how close you were to each other, looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

"James!" Lily elbowed him to shut him up, but it was too late, his teasing comment had already caused you two to move a couple of inches apart.

"We were just talking," you muttered in embarrassment, feeling the blood in your body rush up to your cheeks.

"Mind if we join you guys?" Sirius said to tease you. It was obvious that you guys wanted to be alone, everyone already knew that you guys liked each other and took advantage of every second alone you had to cuddle, chatting about who knows what. Sirius couldn't understand how you two weren't dating yet.  He found it hard to believe that two of the brightest minds in Gryffindor were so stupid in the love department.

"Sure," Remus stated, gesturing to the armchairs in front of his for his friends to sit in. 

"He's just joking. We're all really tired and we want to go to bed, right guys?" Lily interjected, very obviously forcing them to leave you guys alone.

"I'm not tired," Peter said, failing to take Lily's hint. 

"Yes you are, Wormy. Let's go!"

Lily pushed the three young men up the stairs, wishing you goodnight in a louder voice than usual in an attempt to cover James and Sirius' comments.

"How many times do I have to tell you to leave them alone?" she scolded them in a whispered shout.

"We were just trying to give them a little push," James defended himself and the last thing you and Remus heard before they disappeared up the stairs were James' complaints of pain after Lily hit him once more on the shoulder to shut him up.

You remained silent for a few seconds. The mood was clearly broken. Where once there was quiet and comfort now there was tension and awkwardness. After your friends' comments you were painfully aware of your feelings and how obvious you were about it. You wanted to curl into a ball and wrap yourself in the blanket that rested on your legs until you disappeared, feeling the weight of embarrassment on your chest. It was clear you couldn't hold a normal conversation with Remus after that.

"Well, I'm gonna call it a day. I'm a little tired too." You said, looking for any excuse to get out of there. It was a stupid one given that you had just gotten there, but you hoped he wouldn't notice.

Remus wanted to ask you to stay with him a little while longer, but he chickened out at the last second. "Alright, good night" he said instead, immediately regretting it as soon as you got up and he stopped feeling the warmth of your body against his.

When you turned to look at him to wish him good night your eyes were lost in the beauty of his face. His eyes were closed, his head leaned back against the back of the couch exposing his long neck. Your eyes followed the path of the veins that stood out on his pale skin. Slowly your gaze moved up his jaw and stopped on his lips, admiring their rosy tint in the candlelight. 

An urgent need to kiss him came over you at that moment and your lips crashed against his before you realized what you were doing. It was a quick kiss. A timid brushing of lips product of an impulsive decision. But it was still enough to awaken butterflies in your stomach that fluttered happily as you finally knew the softness of Remus' lips. 

"What was that for?" he asked when they broke apart, stunned but in complete bliss from the kiss you had just shared. He would be lying if he said he hadn't dreamed of feeling your lips on his in the past. It was all I could think about every time I held you close.

"I just... wanted to see what it was like." you said shrugging your shoulders with feigned innocence.

"What was it like?" he wanted to know, curious to find out if you felt the same tingling on his lips that he did.

"You were there!" you laughed not knowing how to answer his question. You didn't have the words to properly describe how you felt at that moment and suspected you would need a little more time to process it before you could put it into words.

"I wasn't ready for it!" he complained half jokingly and half seriously.

"What would you have done differently?" 

"I don't know, something with my lips?" Your kiss had taken him by surprise. It had been so sudden and quick that Remus hadn't had time to process the situation in time to be able to reciprocate you as he should have. He had enjoyed it anyway, he only wished he could have done more than just stand there while he accepted your kiss.

"Maybe we can try that next time."

"Next time?" Was there going to be a next time?

You let out a giggle at his disbelief, finding adorable the way he looked at you with big eyes full of excitement. "Goodnight Remus," you said, giving him a kiss on the cheek before disappearing up the stairs.

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Beyond Rumours

Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader

Chapter Nineteen

Summary: Y/n is a Malfoy. A Pureblood. A pretentious, blood-status-loving Slytherin. At least, those are the rumours, but since when has Remus Lupin ever really cared about rumours?

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1.5K

A/N: hi! sorry i haven't been posting much lately, i had my exams which was stressful, my mental health has gone a bit downhill AND (worst of all) i am suffering from extreme writer's block.

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Y/N MALFOY

Friday, 11th of December 1977

I sat in Transfiguration, watching the snow fall rather than paying attention to Professor McGonagall or the lesson at hand. We were supposed to be turning our fairy cakes into fairies, and after a few attempts my mind had wandered. I knew I'd probably get chastised for it, but there was so much going on in my mind.

The first was the Yule Ball. I'd been so surprised when Remus had asked me that I'd said yes automatically and embarrassed myself slightly. I hoped that he didn't think about how desperate I'd been.

The second thing I'd been thinking about was Remus (even though the two were sort of interconnected). Over the past couple of days he'd seemed agitated and fidgety. He'd zoned out a lot and appeared to struggle to hold a conversation. Maybe he was having trouble sleeping, or was stressing about his N.E.W.T.s? I was sure he didn't need to stress that hard – he was the smartest person in his year, and he studied like it, too.

The third (and most frightening) thought plaguing my mind was my parents. I hadn't heard from them – or my brother – in quite some time now. Luckily I was staying at Hogwarts for Christmas due to the Yule Ball, and I wouldn't have to see them. But their silence was putting me on edge.

"Miss Malfoy, your fairy cake still appears to be mostly edible."

I looked up to see McGonagall standing in front of my desk. She wasn't wrong – the only difference to my cake was that it had wings, and was attempting to fly away. Unfortunately it was too heavy for the wings, resulting in the cake just wobbling around.

"Yes, sorry Professor," I mumbled, flicking my wand at the cake.

Well, at least it had a head now. But it was utterly terrifying. Regulus snorted from the desk beside me, but shut up after a sharp glance from the professor. McGonagall observed my cake for a moment longer before walking away, leaving me to throw it at Regulus's head, a high-pitched shriek escaping him. McGonagall didn't even turn around.

It wasn't just me who wasn't paying that much attention. Everyone was ready for the Christmas holidays, and it showed. While barely anyone in my year was going home for the holidays, every student was still buzzing with excitement. McGonagall could see this, and the usually strict witch didn't comment on any of it, instead just giving pointers and clarification.

When the bell for the end of the lesson finally rang, there was a flurry of motion as everyone jumped up and left the classroom, talking excitedly. I grinned at Regulus, as we left, excited for the holidays.

I had no idea what the next day would bring.

It started out normal. I woke up late, glad for the sleep in. I walked down to the common room with Lily, where we met Regulus. Lily informed us that the other boys wanted a longer sleep in, so we went down to the Great Hall, which was decked in Christmas decorations. Most of the younger students had left to go home, but those who were staying for the Yule Ball mingled around. Instead of the four house tables, there were two, leaving us all to interact. Luckily it seemed that the Slytherins had claimed the table to the left, so Lily, Reg and I went to the one on the right.

We stayed at breakfast for a while, eating at a leisurely pace, not worrying about getting to class. The boys arrived late, and I noticed the absence of a certain someone.

"Where's Remus?" I asked.

The three gave each other a quick glance, before James addressed me.

"Hospital Wing," he answered, spreading jam on his toast.

He raised his head and looked me dead in the eye, and I remembered the conversation we'd had a month previous. About Remus, and his secret illness. Had it flared up again? Once more, I was curious as to what it could be. Perhaps a recurring case of the Dragon-pox? It sounded ludicrous, but I was so hypnotised by it. I wanted to know what was going on.

Curiosity killed the cat, a part of my mind whispered.

I didn't question James any further, instead simply nodding in understanding. Regulus looked between James and I carefully, reading our faces and body language. I realised that our friend group had gone quiet, and that James and Sirius seemed to be having some sort of telepathic conversation.

Luckily, Mary and Marlene came down and sat with us, filling our silence with their energetic laughs. Well, really just Mary's laugh, as Marlene rested her head against the table with a groan.

"You've had a late start," Lily said slyly. "Do anything fun last night?"

"Party in the Ravenclaw common room," Mary replied, heaping bacon onto her plate. "Marlene didn't want to leave."

Marlene let out a series of grunts and Mary stroked her hair affectionately.

"Thanks for inviting us," Sirius scoffed.

Mary smirked. "Just not cool enough, I'm afraid."

Sirius rolled his eyes and Marlene let out another string of incomprehensive words. Mary seemed to understand, though, because she just chuckled.

"Don't worry, Marls. I know you only wanted to stay because of hottie Steve," Mary grinned.

Marlene smacked her best friend in the arm, finally lifting her head. She glared at Mary, but only half-heartedly.

"You know I was only there for you."

"And a certain Slytherin."

Marlene threw her friend a withering glare, but Mary smiled warmly at her friend before heaping food onto her plate. "Eat up. It'll make the hangover better."

Breakfast passed quickly and we all hung out in the Gryffindor common room, playing various games. James and Sirius seemed to be nearly asleep. The same couldn't be said for Peter, though – he'd fallen asleep face-first into the couch.

It was suspicious that they were all so tired – what had they been doing last night? They hadn't been at the party – they'd all gone to bed early, and Sirius had been upset that Mary hadn't invited them. Was Remus being sick tied into this, somehow? Were they maybe just up late, worrying about their friend?

It was just after lunch when Remus arrived in the common room, and smiled slightly at everyone before sitting next to Peter on the couch. The other three marauders as well as Lily all gave him concerned looks, but he shook his head subtly. Questions bubbled up inside me, but I kept my mouth firmly shut. I didn't want to make him uncomfortable – especially not in front of so many people.

Night time rolled around quickly and I lay in my bed in the Gryffindor Tower, staring up at the ceiling. Everyone else was asleep – I could hear their even breaths. I couldn't sleep, couldn't stop thinking about Remus, and his illness. What could it be? The thought plagued my mind, and I wished I had an answer. I didn't want to invade his privacy, but I was just so curious. Did it have something to do with his many scars? I knew he wore jumpers a lot to cover them up. Most of them were massive – there was one that stretched all the way from his collarbone down his navel. I'd noticed it when we'd gone swimming at the lake.

Curiosity killed the cat, my inner voice told me again.

I rolled over and faced the window, looking out and into the starry night beyond. The moon was full last night, and now a sliver of the glowing sphere had faded.

My mind drifted to James's words. Remus's illness, and that he didn't like to talk about it. I could never ask him – but I wanted to know. Why had it flared up, exactly a month later? And why had it taken him out for only a night? Why didn't it last longer?

The light of the moon filled the dorm room, and I stared up at it, trying to figure it out. Remus's illness, flaring up after a month, only his close friends knew...

The moon looked down at me, as if it knew the answer, as if it were mocking me. Mocking me, mocking me...

I was nearly asleep when it clicked. The moon. A month. The scars.

I sat bolt upright in bed, my eyes still on the moon, feeling much more awake now.

Scars all over his body. Scars from claws. The claws of an animal. A month since his last "flare-up" – or a whole moon cycle. From full moon to full moon.

Remus Lupin was a werewolf.

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[onlyfreds]

Seriously Moony? | (Young) Remus Lupin

Title: Seriously Moony?

Requested: Yes/No

Description: You’re James Potter’s sister. You’re also dating Remus Lupin…behind James’ back

No one would have thought that it was possible for James Potter to be your twin brother.

The two of you were polar opposites, it was a wonder how the two of you didn’t annoy each other every minute of every day.

Long story short, you and James got along quite well. This also made you an honorary member of the Marauders, even if you didn’t participate in your antics as much.

The only problem was, you were dating one of his best friends - Remus Lupin behind his back.

How could you not even fall in love with him in the first place? He was so sweet, kind and caring. If there was even the slightest chill in the air, he would immediately pull one of his sweaters over you. While the two of you were on a study date, he would just nudge you and hand you a piece of chocolate from under the table. And whenever the two of you were away from James’ prying eyes - he would find all the excuses to hold you as close to you as possible.

James raised a brow at you when you appeared in the common room, “Who’s sweater is that?” 

You stopped in your tracks, realizing that you were still wearing Remus’ sweater that you had “permanently borrowed” from him, “Mine?” 

James laughed, “Yep, doesn’t fool me sis. You don’t have a brown sweater.” 

You looked at Remus who was trying to hide an amused smile, “Says who? What if I have a sweater that you don’t know about?” 

“Actually that sweater does look familair but I can’t remember where I saw it.” Sirius furrowed his brows, trying to rack his brain for the memory.

“You know it kinda looks like one of the sweaters Remus has.” Peter said.

James laughed, “C’mon Peter, why would she be wearing Moony’s sweater? It’s not like they’re dating.” before he deadpanned, “You’re not dating right?” 

“James, that’s just ridiculous. You would have my head if I so much gave your sister flowers, much less date her. Besides what if she just bought the sweater?” Remus said in a no nonsense voice before opening the book in his lap. 

“It’s a good thing one of you has some decent common sense.” You said, turning to go up to your dorm but not before you looked at your boyfriend who smiled and shot a wink your way while James started to get occupied with Quidditch talk.

–

“For a second there, I thought James had figured it out.” Remus chuckled as the two of you relaxed behind the shelves in the library, leaning against the shelves with your hands intertwined. The chances of James finding you here with your boyfriend were low.

You laughed, “James wouldn’t be able to take a hint even if it danced stark naked in front of him.” 

Remus laughed, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “You’re adorable, you know?” 

You giggled, brushing a stray brown lock away from his eyes, “You’re more adorable.” 

He smiled, pressing his forehead against yours before pulling your lips into a kiss. 

Smiling into the kiss, you cupped his face in your hands as you returned the same passion and eagerness he was giving you.

Disconnecting your lips for a moment to breathe, Remus dived back in, pulling you in to straddle his lap as he devoured the feeling of his lips pressed to your soft ones.

You never wanted to leave that moment, you just wanted it to last forever. Unfortunately, that wasn’t possible when you heard footsteps heading in your direction.

Immediately scrambling off Remus’ lap, the two of you stood up as Madam Pince rounded the corner, making it seem like that nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

Feeling her gaze on the two of you, you said, “You know, I get that Romeo and Juliet dying is what makes the whole thing tragic but its just stupid.” 

Remus furrowed his brows, trying hard not to laugh, “How so?” 

“Juliet fakes her death and tries to tell Romeo about it so that they could escape together. But, Romeo wasn’t informed of the plan and therefore kills himself which causes Juliet to do the same. If the two of them just snuck off at night and eloped then they would’ve got the happy ending they wanted.” 

“You do have a point there.” He agreed.

Madam Pince walked on back to her desk and once she was out of earshot, you and Remus burst out laughing.

“What?“ You managed to ask through fits of laughter, “You have to admit, it was pretty smooth.”

“Your lucky that I’ve read Romeo and Juliet or else I would’ve just stared at you blankly.” He said.

You grinned, stepping on your tiptoes to peck his cheek, “Lucky for me I have a boyfriend who adores reading then.”

Remus rolls his eyes with a fond smile before cupping your face in his hands and pulling you in for a tender kiss.

—

“You know,” Lily suddenly said from the vanity in front of you, “you and Remus would honestly make an adorable couple.”

You almost spit out the hot chocolate you were drinking all over your novel, “Sorry, say what now?”

Lily merely gave a teasing smile, continuing to brush her hair in front of the mirror, “I’m just saying. You and Remus are basically like two pieces to the same puzzle.”

Raising a brow at her, you asked, “Did James put you up to this? So he could find out my reaction or something?”

“What?” Lily spun her chair around to face you, “Of course not. This is just my way of telling you to just admit your feelings for him.”

“Lily.” You deadpanned, trying to hide the smile that would pave the way for Lily Evans to read you like an open book, “You’re literally one of the top of the class. But that idea is just plain stupid.”

The red-head shrugged, “I’m just saying. Besides, wouldn’t it make the two of you happier once you finally get together?”

She paused for a moment, before giving you a look of suspicion, “Unless there’s something you’re not telling me?”

You shook your head immediately, turning your attention back to your novel - hiding the smile from her, “Why would I hide such a thing?”’

—

“Lily’s on to us.” You mused, looking up at your boyfriend who was reading by your side at the Black lake.

“Really?” Remus asked, not looking up, “Not surprising if you ask me.”

You chuckled, turning back to your own book, “I know. I’m actually surprised it took her this long - did you say something to her?”

“Before you blame me, try imagining how scary Lily Evans looks like when she’s threatening you while yielding a chocolate bar like a knife.” He said.

“Now I’m imagining it, I can’t really blame you.” You shrugged, “But what did you say?”

Remus grinned sheepishly, a light pink hue painting his cheeks, “Something about making progress on asking you out and all.”

“Then?”

“Then she gave me the chocolate and walked out of the common room with that smug and satisfied smile that basically says that she knows something.”

“Well, it’s not like Lily flower will go babbling on to James right?“ You said.

Remus laughed, “I have a feeling that she won’t tell him out of sheer spite and just to mess with him and make him suffer in general.”

—

“Do you have any plans for tonight, my love?” Remus asked, pecking your cheek as he appeared in the common room. 

You giggled, “Nothing in particular. Why?”

“Well,” He said, the smile not leaving his lips, “the boys have detention tonight, so I was wondering if you wanted to have a little date?”

“If there ever comes a time that I turn down that offer, please bring me to St. Mungo’s.” You joked, pressing a brief kiss to his lips.

—

You and Remus were cuddling on the couch, having just finished with your date.

“You know,” he said, kissing up your neck as you straddled him, “they wouldn’t be back for another hour or two.”

You hummed, leaning back a bit to give him more access as you held on to the collar of his shirt, “And what do you suggest we do to pass the time?”

“I think you have an idea.” He whispered as he  captured  your lips in his and slipped his tongue past them.

The both of you were too caught in the moment to notice the common room door swing open.

“WHAT IN MERLIN’S BEARD IS HAPPENING HERE?” 

You literally jumped out of your boyfriend’s lap as the two of you guiltily looked at your fuming brother.

Sirius, on the otherhand, was beaming - “Amazing job Moony!”

But even Sirius was scared at an angry James glaring at him, “I mean, I’m very disappointed in you.”

Lily just skipped towards the staircase leading to the girl’s dorm, “I really have nothing to say except for one thing: I knew it!”

James glare never wavered as he said, “The two of you - up to my dorm. Now.”

The two of you followed suit, not wanting to make his wrath even worse.

Once the door shut behind James’ back, you tried to explain, “Look James,”

“Seriously Moony?” James interrupted, glaring pointedly at your boyfriend, “Out of literally everyone here - you just had to go for my baby sister.”

“Excuse me, we’re literally twins.” You huffed.

“Doesn’t matter.” James said.

“It does.” You crossed your arms over your chest, “And may I remind you that I’m older? By literally 10 minutes.”

“So,” James continued, completely ignoring you as he turned back to Remus, “What do you have to say for yourself?”

“James-“ you started to say when Remus squeezed your hand and reassured you that he can handle it.

“What do I have to say for myself? I love her.” He answered, “I tried to bury these feelings away but you, of all people James, knows how hard it can be. As long as a love is genuine and sincere - it’s hard to hold back.”

“I could easily say that I love Y/N with my whole heart. And nothing can change that.” Remus said.

“And you?” James asked, turning to you.

“Now you ask me for an explanation after basically shushing me for the last five minutes.” You deadpanned.

Rolling his eyes, he said, “Go on before I change my mind.”

“So, you know how you would tease me when we were younger because I would always dream of the type of romances in the muggle books and movies.” You said before interlocking your hand with your boyfriend’s, giving him an adoring smile, “Here’s to say I proved you wrong.”

“But the thing is, loving Remus is so much better how love is portrayed in the movies and books. Looking at him, I feel like everything in the world is right and nothing could ever go wrong with it.”

James went quiet, taking off his glasses and wiping the smudges off of it before speaking up again, “As much as the two of you are sickeningly adorable - I approve.”

“But please don’t hurt each other.” He added, “I will not be able to choose sides.”

You smiled, flinging your arms around James’ neck to pull him into a hug, “You’re the best brother ever!”

He chuckled, patting your back, “I know.”

[justabigassnerd]

Things you do for love

Pairing - Young Remus Lupin x reader

Word count - 2,122

Warnings - lil' bit of angst, fluff

Summary - you become an animagus to keep Remus company during full moons without his knowledge

A/N -hey y'all! Since my last Remus fic did pretty well I figured I'd dip my toes back into the Marauders and write a new fic for my beloved Remus. This is a repost as my last post didn't come up under the tags for some reason. As per y'all, please send in requests, feedback and enjoy!

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Remus cursed the moon every month but this month the moon decided to be particularly cruel to him and rear its ugly head the day he was due to go back to Hogwarts. He knew almost the second he made it to Hogsmeade he’d be forced down to the Shrieking Shack to transform and miss at least half of the first day of school and he was pissed about it. He didn’t even know if the Marauders were going to join him tonight, they’d likely be exhausted from the journey, and he couldn’t blame them if they just wanted to sleep. He knew he could at least count on seeing you in the morning when he woke up in the hospital wing. Even before the pair of you became a couple, you would always be there by his side when he woke up, worrying about him or brushing the hair away from his eyes. It was one of the many reasons why he loved you.

Madam Pomfrey was waiting for him the second he stepped off the train at Hogsmeade, she barely gave him any time to say goodbye to the Marauders or you and just hustled him towards the shack that he dreaded entering every month he was at Hogwarts. Madam Pomfrey apologised for dragging him away so quickly, but she wanted to be sure they’d get there before Remus transformed. Remus figured, going off the gentle throbbing in his body, that they had at least fifteen minutes before he transformed but he was glad Madam Pomfrey got him away quickly so there wasn’t the risk of him hurting anyone.

“I’ll be back for you in the morning Remus.” Madam Pomfrey says, as she always does on full moons, her voice gentle and motherly as she approaches the door, looking over her shoulder at the young boy standing in the room. His mouth curved into a small smile as he nods. Madam Pomfrey would never admit it to anyone, but Remus Lupin was her favourite student, and she held a large soft spot for him in her heart. It always broke her heart to leave him in the cold shack once a month and then see the damage done to his body the next morning. She wished more than anything that she could do something to help him. However, she had noticed that in his third year, his injuries seemed less severe than they did in his first two years at Hogwarts. She had no clue what had happened for that to happen, but she was just relieved he was never too injured.

Five minutes after Madam Pomfrey had locked Remus in the shack for the first time of this year at Hogwarts the door opened and closed swiftly and when Remus didn’t see anyone, he knew just who had come in.

“Alright you lot, show yourselves.” He calls, sitting on the bed in the room and watching as the invisibility cloak is dropped, revealing James and Sirius, with Peter as Wormtail perched on James’ shoulder, scampering down, and changing back into Peter.

“Did you really think we’d not show up tonight?” Sirius jokes, sitting beside Remus and throwing an arm around his shoulder, jostling him lightly as they both laugh.

“We promised we’d help you every full moon at Hogwarts.” Peter says, sitting on Remus’ other side as James crosses to stand in front of the three.

“Tonight is no exception, Moony. We’re always here for you.” James says, an unusual seriousness in his tone as he regards Remus softly.

“I know. I’m lucky you lot are the ones I’m stuck with, aren’t I?” Remus jests.

“Cheeky sod!” Sirius remarks, ruffling at Remus’ hair as Peter laughs. Remus manages to escape Sirius’ attack, standing beside James and falling silent when his body throbs strongly.

“You lot should probably change. I don’t think it’ll be too long now…” Remus says, a seriousness falling over the Marauders as Peter moves to open the window before changing into Wormtail as Sirius and James transform into Padfoot and Prongs. Within a few painful minutes, Remus transformed into the wolf and Padfoot and Prongs were instantly herding the wolf out of the shack and towards the Forbidden Forest. It was a routine the three animagi were used to by now and were happily following Moony into the forest when he suddenly froze, ears and nose twitching. He then bolted towards a small clearing where a fox was emerging from behind a tree, tail bristling and ears upright and alert. Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs recognised the fox instantly and were watching Moony nervously, hoping he wouldn’t attack the fox as they both cautiously approached each other.

When the fox and the wolf met in the middle, the unexpected happened. Moony immediately nuzzled into the fox’s side as the fox barked happily, tail swishing excitedly. The fox licked Moony’s face and nibbled playfully on his ear as the three Marauders looked on. The two played excitedly for most of the night but at one point not long before the sun was due to rise, the two curled up together. Moony curled around the small fox protectively and when Padfoot stepped closer to try to herd Moony back into the Shrieking Shack, the wolf growled lowly at the dog’s close proximity to the fox. The werewolf was reluctant to leave his new fox companion behind but with a little encouragement, the stag and the dog were able to coax him into the Shrieking Shack just mere minutes before he changed back into Remus. When Remus was himself once more, the Marauders changed back from their animagus forms

“Merlin Moony, this was the best night in a while.” Peter says proudly as Remus sits on the worn bed, rubbing at his eyes.

“Yeah, you were great!” Sirius continues, crossing to shut and lock the window as James finds the invisibility cloak.

“We’ll fill you in later, yeah? Can’t risk being caught by Pomfrey right now.” James says with a wink, gesturing the other two Marauders over and wrapping the cloak around him and Sirius as Peter transforms into Wormtail so he can sit on James’ shoulder so there’s space for James and Sirius to be completely covered by the cloak. The now invisible Marauders whisper a goodbye and exit the room, locking it behind them and leaving Remus alone in the room.

“Good morning, Remus, you’re looking well. Any injuries I need to look at?” Madam Pomfrey’s gentle voice says the moment she enters the room, smiling softly at him.

“I think I’m alright. I’m bloody knackered though.” He replies, a yawn spilling past his lips as he finishes speaking.

“Let’s get you to the hospital wing so you can get some rest then, shall we?” Madam Pomfrey replies sweetly, waiting patiently for Remus to join her before they start the walk back to Hogwarts and when the two enter the hospital wing, she pulls a screen around his bed and waits for Remus to change into his pyjamas before coming around the screen to give him a little dose of sleeping potion so he could have the undisturbed sleep he needed after full moons. Remus drank the potion, thanking Madam Pomfrey quietly before relaxing back on the bed and allowing the potion to drag him into the comforting embrace of sleep.

Remus woke up in the early afternoon, slowly blinking his eyes open and adjusting to the harsh sunlight coming through the windows. As his eyes adjusted, he heard light snores coming from his side and he looked down to see you fast asleep. You were using your right arm as a pillow and your left hand was gently holding Remus’ right hand, occasionally squeezing it as you slept.

“She came in just after breakfast. The poor dear looked so exhausted so I told her to get in a bed and rest, but she just wanted to stay by your side, so I let her stay with you. You’ve got a good one there Remus.” Madam Pomfrey says quietly as she approaches Remus’ bedside, silently checking him over before moving away to her office to give you and him some privacy. Remus smiled at the words Madam Pomfrey said before carefully extracting his hand from your gentle hold and running it through your hair, occasionally scratching at your scalp as you hum happily, beginning to stir at the soft sensation. You open your eyes, immediately locking eyes with Remus and smiling sleepily at him as you sit up, wincing as your back cracks.

“You feeling okay, Rem?” You ask once you’re sat up, taking Remus’ hand in yours again.

“I’m feeling great, love. Something different must’ve happened last night. Have the others told you if they’ve been in?” Remus asks, interlocking your fingers and looking down at them.

“Well, they didn’t exactly need to tell me anything.” You admit sheepishly, knowing that it’s better to just have this conversation now rather than hiding it.

“What do you mean?” Remus questions, looking back up at you, eyes sewn with confusion as you shuffle the seat closer to the bedside.

“I was kinda… there?” You force out, wincing at your own words and fearing Remus’ reaction.

“You were there? y/n, it’s so dangerous to be anywhere near me when I’m the wolf. I could’ve hurt you; I could’ve bitten you. I could’ve killed you.” Remus says, panicked at what you said, eyes immediately checking you over for any potential injuries.

“I know. But I wanted to help you the same way the others help you. I asked them to help me become an animagus over the summer. They explained the process to me and promised not to tell you until I was ready because I know you and I know you wouldn’t want me doing this.” You explain, looking down at the bedsheet as a brief silence falls over you.

“So you were out there last night?” Remus starts tenderly, squeezing your hand as you nod, a small smile coming to your face at the memories of the night.

“You were amazing. You uh- the second you saw me you were happy to just play with me and then you curled up with me for a bit. The others didn’t have to do anything. Although you weren’t happy when Pads came near me. But you didn’t do anything don’t worry.” You say, thinking of the night and how gentle Remus’ other half had been with you. Not at all like the monster he constantly described himself to be. You then got the courage to look up at Remus, who was clearly fighting back a soft smile as he regarded you.

“I’m not happy that you put yourself in danger just to keep me company on a full moon. But I can’t be mad because I love you and I know you had good intentions.” Remus says finally, detangling your hands and cupping your face gently, smiling when you lean into his touch.

“That’s just one of the things you do for love, is it not?” You ask, pressing a gentle kiss to his palm as he hums in acknowledgement.

“I’d rather it not but I guess it’s too late for that isn’t it?” Remus laughs gently as you move closer, sitting on the edge of his bed before leaning in, silently asking for permission to kiss him. He notices what you’re asking and closes the gap, kissing you gently.

“Miss l/n. Mr Lupin. The two of you seem nice and awake now, don’t you? I believe you can go to your afternoon classes now.” Madam Pomfrey says as she approaches the bedside, making you jump apart and laugh awkwardly at getting caught. Madam Pomfrey smiles gently at the two of you, letting you know silently that she was happy both of you were more awake and alert before she placed Remus’ uniform on the end of his bed as you dug out two timetables from your robe pocket.

“Peter gave me your timetable and told me to give it to you. I haven’t had a chance to look at what classes we have together yet.” You explain, handing the piece of paper to Remus and handing him your timetable when he gestures for it, his eyes flicking between both timetables.

“Okay, I have good news and bad news.” Remus starts, putting the papers down facedown.

“Good news first.” You reply without missing a beat.

“Good news is, we have our afternoon class together.” Remus says, laughing gently when you fist pump slightly before turning your attention back to him.

“Bad news?” You ask cautiously.

“It’s History of Magic.”

Your groan could probably be heard across the entire grounds of Hogwarts.

[lydscare]

nicknames / petnames the marauders would use

a/n: i tried doing the marauders petnames and n/n for you,, but i'm not sure about a few of them.

reader tends to be gender-neutral // my masterlist

james potter

baby, sugar, love

lily evans

love, pumpkin, honey

regulus black

mon amour, beauty

remus lupin

dear, n/n (nickname), bunny, love, pup

severus snape

love, darling, miss/mister pretty, hun

sirius black

beautiful/handsome, darling, kitten, pup

[dreaminginpastels]

hi, lovely!! i absolutely LOVE your writings! i was hoping i could request a young remus lupin x reader where the two are best friends, but harbor feelings for one another and both are too shy to make a move— then one night playing a drunken game of truth or dare in the common room with the girls and the marauders things get ✨fluffy✨ (bonus points for a plus size reader 👀💖)

hiccups and hijinks

pairing: young!remus lupin x plus size!fem!reader

summary: upon encountering an unfortunate bout of the hiccups, remus attempts to cheer you up, only to land the two of you a bonus assignment that ruins your respective Hogsmeade plans. rather than let the opportunity go to waste, the marauders and friends plan a surprise night of revels with fluffy consequences.

warnings: mentions of insecurity and self-doubt (in the form of the saddest summer nights from Grease boy/girl groups montage), but otherwise mostly fluff

reader pronouns: she/her (by request)

word count: 3.5k (I know! who even am I?)

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You had a fit of hiccups. In Potions of all places. Because of course you did. You had hoped they would pass on their own - in an ideal world, they would disappear without so much as an odd glare from a classmate. Instead, they had persisted for about 15 minutes and with each minute that passed, you wanted to sink deeper and deeper into a hole.

The only comfort that you had was your best friend Remus, who, sitting beside you and keenly aware of your anxiety about being the centre of attention, had attempted various approaches to stop your hiccups without drawing attention - to no avail. He had now shifted to trying to make you laugh with witty comments and bad impressions of Slughorn under his breath. This had done nothing other than add mellifluous giggles on either end of your continuing bout of hiccups. To your surprise, it also provided an unmistakable blush on Remus’ cheeks.

You were preparing to tease him about this observation when Slughorn suddenly cleared his throat, embarrassed after having heard Remus’ unflattering impressions, and sarcastically asked that the two of you keep your clearly amusing discussion for your free periods. Your face now matched Remus’ blushing cheeks, much to the amusement of the rest of the Marauders and your best friends, Lily, Marlene, and Mary.

You tried desperately to focus on the class, but kept getting lost in Remus’ enchanting eyes and reassuring smile. You had fallen for him, hard, but had no idea if he felt the same. Yes, he went above and beyond to comfort you, would often end up sitting near you when your friendship groups hung out, and never went to Hogsmeade without surprising you with breathtakingly thoughtful gifts, but he was such a beautiful person that you were convinced he would do the same for anyone in need. That’s how big his heart was. 

In your most vulnerable moments, you’d lay in bed wondering if you’d captured his heart the way he’d captured yours. And no matter how much your friends insisted that you must have, there was always a tiny seed of doubt in your chest. You’d decided that until he confessed to your face that he had feelings for you, that you would leave it alone in your mind. But that was proving to be easier said than done with his unrelenting charm and devotion to lifting your spirits.

He turned now towards you, utterly mortified to have brought attention to you; the one thing he was desperately trying to avoid.

“y/n, I’m so sorry-” he whispered, only to be cut off by another of your hiccups which were now increasing in volume and frequency; much to your mutual chagrin. He thought for a moment before continuing, “Do you trust me?”

You nodded rather than replying audibly, paranoid at the thought of bringing on another hiccup.

Remus smiled and reached out to hold your hand as he used his other to subtly raise his wand under your shared desk. He muttered a charm under his breath and you suddenly felt elated - on top of the world - and even more miraculously, your hiccups had vanished.

With a brief glance at Slughorn, who had turned to his textbook to respond to a question, you nudged Remus playfully. You weren’t sure if it was your sudden giddiness but you felt the words flow too easily out of your mouth. “Okay I am so indebted to you! Have I mentioned that you’re an amazing friend? I would be so lost without you. I’m so lucky that you’re such a genius. I don’t know what you did but I feel amazing! What charm did you use? We should party! Okay, we’re in class, maybe now isn’t the best time but we should celebrate!”

He chuckled at your rambling, dimples appearing as he studied your face with an intimacy you were convinced had never been there before. He leaned close and whispered, “I cast a cheering charm. It’s a type of counter-charm for hiccoughs so I thought it might work for you too. I’m so glad it did. Also, you tell me I’m an amazing friend literally every single day, it’s me that never says it enough to you.”

As he pulled away, you stared deep into his eyes and gently caressed his hand, running your thumb up and down across the back of his hand to the knuckle of his index finger. His eyes widened in surprise, but he leaned into you; evidently cherishing your touch. You were about to earnestly thank him once more when you suddenly erupted into a fit of giggles. Subtle at first, you could keep them under your breath, but within a minute or so, you couldn’t hold them in. They were loud, and disruptive enough that Slughorn gave you a secondary warning to no avail. The harder you tried to repress them, the stronger they came until Slughorn’s demeanor suddenly changed. With a flick of his wand, your giggles stopped, leaving you mortified and on the verge of tears. You turned to Remus, wide-eyed, only to find him mirroring your exact expression.

“y/l/n, Lupin,” he sighed as he glanced between you. “Stay behind after class.”

…

Remus felt like the scum of the Earth. All he ever wanted was to protect you from pain and embarrassment. Merlin knows he understood how tiring it was to loathe yourself day in and day out, and the day he’d met you, he vowed to do whatever he could to keep you from enduring the same fate.

As the two of you parted ways after speaking to Slughorn, you’d insisted that it wasn’t his fault and that you’d appreciated his efforts to stop your hiccups and cheer you up. He knew objectively that you would never lie to him, but despite his best efforts to believe your reassuring words, he could feel a shame spiral coming on. Fighting the demons in his mind, he sought out his fellow Marauders; the only people he knew he could always go to when his brain tried to pull him under.

“Moony, what in Merlin’s name was that in there?” James demanded as he threw an approving arm around Remus’ shoulders. Squeezing his upper arm in jest, he leaned closer to his friend’s bemused face. “Trying to cement your status as a mischief maker without the help of your dear pals?”

At this, Remus couldn’t help but break a smile. He could always count on James’ playful teasing to drag him out of even his worst mental states.

As usual, it wasn’t long before Sirius joined in the fun. “No, no, my foolish James, you are mistaken! We are in the presence of Sir Remus Lupin, gallant knight and fierce protector of fair maidens from the evil clutches of the hiccup monster.”

Midway through his proclamation, Sirius descended on a knee for dramatic effect, sending Peter into a hysterical fit of giggles while Remus rolled his eyes, smirking with amusement.

James instantly removed his arm from around Remus and joined Sirius on bended knee, each raising an arm to toast their friend with imaginary chalices, as they declared, together and loudly, “All hail Sir Remus, protector of fair maids!”

Graciously bowing, Remus bid his friends stand, grateful for their ridiculousness, “You know, sometimes I swear you two meet in private to rehearse this nonsense.”

Nervously glancing at each other, James and Sirius decided it best to spin Remus around and lead him towards their next class, eliciting amused chuckles from Remus and Peter.

“So, Remus, what did Slughorn actually want?” Peter piped up.

“I’ll be furious if we missed your knighting ceremony.” James quipped, smirking at Sirius.

Remus sighed. He figured he could only keep his head in the clouds for so long. “He assigned y/n and I this ridiculous homework task-”

“Hold on.” Sirius interjected, stopping in his tracks. The Marauders stopped alongside him. “Did I just hear Moony, our Moony, just use the words ridiculous and homework in the same sentence? Boy, you must be real smitten.”

Remus rolled his eyes, if only to distract his friends from the blush now coating his cheeks. “He set us an essay on ‘the ethics of everlasting elixirs’-”

“That’s not so bad!” Peter tried, reassuringly.

“-that’s due in three days.” Remus finished with a knowing look at his friends. “Which means…no Hogsmeade for me this year.”

James gasped dramatically. “But Moony, you were going to-”

“-finally tell y/n how you feel this trip!” Sirius finished for him, a sad look passing between the jokesters.

He nodded, crestfallen. “I guess it’s a sign? Maybe I’m not meant to tell her - she’s way out of my league anyway. I knew I never really had a chance.”

“Merlin, you’re a moron.” Sirius muttered under his breath. “That girl adores you, Moony. Has done since that first trip to Hogsmeade when you surprised her with that chocolate daisy that you had specially made. I know you have a world of demons in that head of yours convincing you otherwise but open your damn eyes for once and realise that you deserve happiness as much as the next man. Unless the next man is James or I - you’re a much better person than we are.”

“Hey!” James feigned annoyance, playfully punching Sirius in the arm before returning his attention to Remus. “Okay but seriously, Padfoot is right. You deserve love Remus - exactly as you are.”

Remus scoffed, prompting James to lay a hand on his shoulder. Searching Remus’ eyes, he lowered his voice and asked in a sincere tone, “Do you trust us?”

At that, Remus pulled away - his eyes failing to leave the ground. “I do, but I can’t do that to her. She deserves a love that I can’t give her.”

Running a hand through his hair, he sighed, defeated. “Merlin, I can’t even cure a bout of hiccups without making her worst fears come true. Look, I appreciate you boys but I really just…need to not think about confessing to her for a while. I owe her that.”

…

“Hey, this isn’t so bad!” Mary started, “I know it’s no Hogsmeade, but it’s three days spending quality time with Remus. If you look at it that way, it’s practically a dream come true for you!”

You sighed, patiently. “I know you mean well, Mary, but it’s an impossible assignment. We’ll be lucky to get it done at all…”

“Okay, what kind of sadistic lunatic sets an impossible assignment to two sixth years for uncontrollable giggling in class?”

At Marlene’s serious tone, you couldn’t help but chuckle - which only encouraged her.

“I mean, seriously, it’s like he’s got no life. Wasn’t he young and in love once?”

You gulped and looked around erratically, before scolding her. “Would you keep your voice down? Anyone could hear you!”

She rolled her eyes, “What, scared that Remus might hear me? Merlin, wouldn’t it be awful for him to realise you’re as madly in love with him as he is with you?!”

Lily giggled at your pouty face. “You’re adorable. I know you don’t see it but Remus is a twit if he doesn’t notice. Plus, you two are probably tied for the Wizarding World’s biggest heart. Would you just give the guy the benefit of the doubt and tell him you adore him?”

You looked into the supporting faces of your friends, and practically crumbled with appreciation. “I love and appreciate every one of you, but you’ve got to understand.This stuff? It doesn’t happen for me-”

“Hey, now-” Mary started, trying to comfort you.

“-No, it’s true. And that’s okay. I’m not ashamed of who I am or the way I look, I’m just saying that it’s a reality for me. I’m not the one that can make a guy weak in the knees with a wink-” You smirked at Marlene.

“-I’m not the one that guys ask out again and again because they can’t get enough of my witty banter-” You turned to Lily, who smiled sadly at you in reply.

“-and I don’t have the ability to love myself no matter how much others try to make me feel inadequate.” You smiled gently at Mary, who seemed touched at your words.

“I don’t know if I could handle rejection from one of the people that I love most in this world,” You picked yourself up from the floor of the Common Room where you all sat, and headed towards your dorm. Turning back to your friends, you sighed sadly. “I hope you can understand.”

…

Returning from their trip to Hogsmeade, the Marauders and girls went to check on their friends who had been cooped up in the library almost non-stop over the past few days, only to find the most adorable sight imaginable.

Intending to dramatically announce their entrance, Lily had a split second to cover James’ mouth as she noticed you and Remus slumped over on your joint study desk. She gestured to the rest of the company with her remaining index finger over her lips and crept towards the desk for a better view; eliciting a disappointed groan from James as she removed her hand from his face.

As they reached the desk, they noticed you and Remus laying against each other, snuggled adorably, surrounded by mountains of textbooks and a half-written Potions essay. Lily gestured to the group to head back out to the hallway, where they devised the perfect plan - they would give their hardworking friends a much-deserved break with a night of revels. Assigning responsibilities amongst themselves, they keenly departed to prepare what would surely be a night to remember.

…

“Wakey-wakey lovebirds!”

You stirred gently only to realise that you were snuggled into Remus’ chest, with his arms protectively around you. He woke a moment after, and seemed similarly embarrassed by your intimate embrace. Your mutual moment of tenderness was interrupted by the boisterous face of James, beaming in front of you with a knowing smirk.

Sighing in annoyance to hide your embarrassment, you looked up at James. “Welcome back, how was Hogsmeade?”

With a hand across his forehead, and another on his heart, James dramatically replied, “Awful without my two dear friends! The butterbeer didn’t taste as sweet, the chocolate was bitter…”

You and Remus rolled your eyes in sync, to James’ amusement, before Remus replied. “Wonderful. What do you need from us?”

“Your presence is requested at the Common Room - the two of you have been working far too hard and deserve a break full of jollity!”

The two of you exchanged a look, but before you could insist that you had plenty more work to do, Lily entered the library to check on James’ progress, and, noting that you were still seated, grabbed you by the arm and dragged you out of the Library - leaving the two boys to assemble your textbooks and follow you.

…

When you arrived at the Common Room, you were greeted by enchanted decorations, plenty of snack foods and alcohol, and the lively dancing and enthusiastic chatting of your friends, who were currently scattered around the communal space.

You spent the night circling the room, talking with your friends about their Hogsmeade trip and the progress that you and Remus had made with your assignment, and stealing longing glances at Remus every chance you got. Usually you could keep your aesthetic appreciation of the boy in check, but a few beers and you were finding it hard to tear your eyes off him. Sirius clearly noticed, and had on more than one occasion wiggled his eyebrows at you knowingly when he caught your eye. A few hours into the night though, and he’d had enough. Sighing, he moved to the centre of the room and loudly proclaimed a game of truth or dare. You rolled your eyes, but nevertheless moved with your friends to join the large circle that now filled the room.

“Alright, how about you begin, my dear Moony?” Sirius asked, amusedly.

Remus gulped and turned to James, “Prongs, truth or dare?”

“Dare, of course.” He winked at Lily, eliciting an audible groan in response.

“I dare you to serenade a person of your choice for 3 minutes.”

“Why Remus, it would be my pleasure!”

Lily turned to you and retorted, “This is going to be the longest 3 minutes of my life.”

Chuckling, you gave her a pat of reassurance and had another sip of your beer, thankful that Remus hadn’t chosen you.

After a few rounds of entertaining truths and dares, the inevitable happened.

“Moony, my love.” Sirius cooed, turning to Remus. “Would you care for a truth or a dare?”

Shaking his head in defeat, Remus replied, “Dare, I guess?”

Sirius laughed mischievously. “Excellent. I dare you to go into our dorm room and tell y/n your biggest secret.”

Yours and Remus’ eyes opened wide in unison as you stared at each other across the circle, before reluctantly standing up and heading to the dorm room.

Once seated on Remus’ bed, you turned to him and placed a comforting hand on his leg - the alcohol making you bolder than usual. “Rem, you don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. I don’t want to force something sensitive because of a stupid dare from one of our moronic friends.”

He smiled gratefully for a moment before glancing down to your hand on his leg, lost in thought. “No, I- uh, I’ll tell you. Yeah! I can tell you.”

You smiled encouragingly, squeezing his leg as you looked up at him tenderly. “Hey, it can’t be worse than the time you finally mustered up the courage to tell me you’re a werewolf, huh?”

He laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “You’d think not, right?”

“Hey, you were worried I’d be scared away when you told me that, and I’m still here, right? And I always will be, no matter what’s about to come out of your mouth. You’ve been there for me in some of my toughest times, you’ve never judged me for how I look or the things that I say and do no matter how embarrassing, and have always comforted me when I needed it most. I’m not going anywhere, Remus.”

Something in your speech caught Remus’ attention. “Sorry, uh, the way you look?”

You sighed, “Yeah, you’d be surprised at the number of people that don’t even take the time to get to know me because I’m plus-sized. It’s always meant a lot to me that it doesn’t seem to matter to you.”

Instantly placing his hand on top of yours and looking deep into your eyes. “It’s not an issue for me. It’s never been an issue for me. You’re beautiful y/n. I’ve always thought so. And not just on the outside, which, you absolutely are, but who you are. You see the beauty in everyone and make even the most…uh…undeserving people feel seen and valued. It’s just one of the things that makes me utterly love you.”

Your breath caught in your throat. Remus looked up at you nervously, searching your eyes for some glint of hope that you felt the same way, that his leap hadn’t been for nothing. That you wouldn’t abandon him the way he feared you would. He could feel a tear running down his cheek, as grateful as he was to have finally told you how he felt, he was so damn scared that you’d leave him.

Noticing the tear, you quickly moved to the dorm room door and opened it, summoning an item from your room before closing it again and rushing back to Remus on the bed.

He looked up at you with an expression that broke your heart, as if you held his heart in your hands. You reached up with your free hand and gently wiped the tear from his cheek and smiled up at him tenderly. “I was going to save this until after we finished the essay as a thank you for putting up with me, but I think it’s best that I give it to you right now. To show you how much I completely, unconditionally, love you, Remus John Lupin.”

He leaned forward then in expectation and relief, unbelievable fondness etched across his face in an expression so intimate that you could barely believe it was just for you. Keeping your eyes locked to his in a tender gaze, you used your free arm to turn his hand while you reached around and placed his gift into his now outstretched palm. You indicated that he should look down and, following your lead, he reluctantly broke your gaze to glance down at the chocolate rose in his calloused hand. 

This caused him to break into joyful tears as he looked back up at you in disbelief and fondness at the gift reminiscent of his first innocent profession of love to you so many years ago. You smiled gently at him, “Eat. You’ll feel better.”

a/n: hello lovely, thank you so much for your request (and for your beautiful words 🥰) this one made me so happy when I saw it - especially because I’m plus-sized and remus is my all time favourite fictional character  ☺️ I’m so sorry that it’s taken so long for me to get around to writing it but I hope that it’s everything that you wanted it to be! please feel free to request again and to let me know your thoughts 🧡

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to my dear followers, I’m so sorry that it has been such a long break from my last story! I was in some theatre shows that took pretty much all of my time, attention, and energy, but now I’m back and really missing writing so please feel free to send in asks and/or requests, or just say hi! really excited to do some more frequent writing on here, and I’m so very thankful (as always) for your support. I love and missed you all 🤍

[remuslovebot]

rockstar!remus with clingy and drunk reader pls pls pls 🫶🫶🫶

of course!!! omg I love this idea

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐑.𝐋

summary : at one of the marauders after parties, you have a little too much to drink.

warnings : not proof read, major fluff

paring: remus lupin x fem!reader

Remus had just performed a sold out concert with his fellow band mates — the Marauders. Now, he was at an after party, filled to the brim with groupies, celebrities, music producers, etc. But he only wanted to find you, to take you home and sleep.

He was exhausted and as much as he loved being famous and well known, Remus enjoyed performing and making music more than going to parties.

The sandy haired boy attempted to find you in the crowd, but alas could not. Where did you go? He thought, turning every corner as if it was a labyrinth. With every part of Sirius’ mansion, more people were in his way.

Meanwhile, Marlene, Dorcas, and Alice had taken you after the concert. The girls wanted to get to the after party as soon as possible. Alice had her hopes up to see the new A-list actor, Frank Longbottom. Marlene and Dorcas, already together and in the music industry themselves, promised to introduce the two.

While Alice was chatting up Frank, and Marlene and Dorcas were busy making out in a broom closet, you had gotten bored and missed Remus. So you indulged in a few drinks.

…

Stepping outside, the cold night air made Remus smile. Inside the house was hot and sticky. He smiled when he spotted you, a red solo cup in your hand. You were laughing and Remus walked towards you.

“Hey love,” he said, a hand going on the small of your back. You turned to him and smiled drunkenly.

“Remus!” You exclaimed, a crooked smile taking over your face. “I missed you so much! I’ve been looking for you since the concert ended!”

The boy could tell that you’d had a few drinks and we’re definitely not sober.

“I’ve been looking for you too Y/n,” he replied. “Want to head home?” He asked.

“No!” You whined, your head dropping. “Wanna stay and play beer pong!” You smiled.

Remus could never say no to you and especially wouldn’t say no to the cute smile you wore at the moment.

“Alright lovie, one round of beer pong and then I’m taking you home,” he said, compromising.

You nodded, it only being fair. “Oh alright,” you said, standing up and almost losing you balance. But not to worry, Remus was there to catch you in an instant.

“Are you sure you can play beer pong like this?” He asked with a little smirk. You pouted and looked a little annoyed. The crinkle on your forehead—that Remus adored — showed.

“Yes. I can play.” You insisted.

One round of beer pong later, you had sobered up some but not entirely. Remus was by your side the entire game, helping you decide which shots to make. Which James wasn’t very happy about, seeing as competitive he was. Frank and Alice were near the table but not big fans of the game, as they were too busy falling in love. James won the game, winning over a kiss from Lily.

At the end of the game you were beat and still a little drunk. You wanted to go home. As you were leaning against Remus for support, he looked down at you.

“I think we should head home love,” he said, grabbing you by the waist and picking you up into his arms. You nudged your head into his neck. “Alright, Remmy,” you mumbled tiredly.

Once in the car, you passed out. Remus laughed to himself at your drunken state, knowing full well you would be hung over in the morning.

“Come on love, we’re home,” he said, unbuckling your seat belt. You woke up, a bit drowsy and super clingy.

“I’m tried Remmy,” you pouted, leaning into his strong body. He wrapped his arms around you and led you into the house.

“We’re going to get you to bed lovie. Promise,” he said, kissing your forehead.

Once at your bedroom, Remus sat you down on your shared bed and helped you into your sleep clothes. He gave you a glass of water aswell. All the while, you reached out for Remus’ touch.

“Wanna hold you,” you pouted, already in your night clothes. Which consisted of one of Remus’ old sweaters and sleep shorts.

Remus undressed himself and hopped into bed just wearing his boxers. He pulled you to him immediately, waisting no time in holding you.

“Well maybe I wanna hold you?” He teased, kissing your hair.

You turned to him and smiled lazily, sleepiness coming over you. “You did so well tonight Remus. Greatest rockstar ever!” You said, kissing his nose.

Remus wrapped you tighter in his arms and kissed your forehead. “Thanks Y/n, performed for you and only you,” he said, looking at you like you were the only thing that mattered to him.

Because you were.

A/n: hoped you liked this! Don’t forget to reblog and like, love you guys 🥹 also I’m slow with fulfilling requests but please still send them, I will get to them i promise <3

[anacquette]

( 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ! )

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remus lupin

✎ oneshots

𝘢𝘮 𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦? 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 ༊*·˚

summary; remus and reader have been unlikely friends for years; a gryffindor and a slytherin. their friendship is perfect. until reader wants to be more than friends, and sometimes life doesn’t always go your way - 🥀

𝘢𝘮 𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦? 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰 ༊*·˚

summary; years have passed from the last time reader and remus saw each other, and they finally find each other again in one fateful bar like they always wanted to - 🌥

sirius black

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james potter

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regulus black

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marlene mckinnon

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lily evans

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[goldencherriess]

Soulmates.

Masterlist || Main masterlist

Pairing: Young! Remus Lupin x McKinnon! Fem! Reader

Word count: 3.5k

Summary: Y/N McKinnon and Remus Lupin are the definition of soulmates. Best friends since forever, they know each other to the smallest detail. But a Wizarding War threatens to tear them apart.

Warnings: canon-compliant, major character death (oops!), angst, fluff, best friends to lovers, love confessions, soft eyes, lots of hand holding, Jily

"What's a soulmate?"

"It's, uh, well it's like a best friend but more."

Y/N McKinnon was a soft soul. Remus knew this much, from the twinkle in her eyes to the shy smile on her lips. He knew that she was quieter than her sister, Marlene, but was never afraid to voice her beliefs. He knew that she liked to read classics, burrowing them from him. She always returned them as though they hadn't even been read feverishly. And he also knew that she was a lover of jasmine tea and of stars. 

And she was also his best friend. 

“Do they end up together?” she asked one morning as she sat beside him in The Great Hall. 

Remus frowned. “Who?” he replied, putting down the still steaming cup of tea on which he was sipping. The sweet aroma of jasmine still lingered on his tongue. Her tastes were rubbing off on him.

Y/N huffed, rolling her eyes as she did so and thrusting a book in front of his eyes. Curved, intricate letters spelled Little women. “Jo and Laurie.”

A crooked smile blossomed on his lips. “Do you really want me to answer that?”

“No,” she said, as she turned to put some toast on her plate along with a few eggs. 

Comfortable silence settled between them as Remus resumed enjoying his tea. 

“I think they should,” she eventually voiced, after biting down on a toast.

“What?”

“Jo and Laurie. I think they should end up together. They’re best friends.”

Remus’ throat tightened and it seemed as though the world stopped moving. Best friends. He told himself that he shouldn’t read too much into it, they were just discussing a piece of literature, but then Sirius’ voice popped up in his head (“You’re really thick, Moony. She fancies you!”) and he was suddenly hyper aware of his thigh touching hers, and of his elbow touching hers and he slid away a few millimeters just to breathe. “Right,” he croaked out. 

Maybe Sirius was right after all. 

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“It’s the one person in the world who knows you better than anyone else.”

Y/N could tell from the wrinkles in his eyebrows and the dark circles under his eyes that Remus didn’t sleep the night before. It was often that she found him in this state, staring blankly at the flames dancing in the fireplace of the Gryffindor Common Room. She never questioned him, she figured that if he ever felt the need to support his weight he’d come to her, letting his tears fall onto her shoulders. 

She was patient, sitting beside him on the couch and watching his chest rise and fall with every breath he took. She counted them, listening in to his breathing and to the crackling of the fire. 

At the tenth one, he spoke up, his voice resembling that of a broken glass. “I’m sorry.”

Y/N let her eyes roam across his side of the face. There were a few new scars slashing across the freckles. “What for?” she replied quietly. 

Remus’ shoulders slacked. He opened his mouth to reply but no word came out. 

“You don’t have to say anything. I know you’re going through something.” She let her cold hand fall against his warm one. He was always the one with the warmest hands.  “Take all the time you need, Rem. I’m not going anywhere. Whenever you need me, I’ll be here. Always here.”

Remus thought at that moment that he was lucky to have her. He wanted to tell her that, but words failed him. So, he settled on giving her a kiss on her forehead. A waft of roses tickled his nostrils and he immediately recognized her shampoo. Sweet and soft. Just like her. 

She smiled, squeezing his hand. “I brought you something.”

Remus chuckled, turning his hand to wrap his fingers around hers. He was pretty sure his heart would burst out of his chest anytime now. “Really?”

She hummed, getting something out from her pocket. A silver wrapper rustled in her free hand, glimmering against the orange of the flames. A saccharine smell rose and enveloped them both. Chocolate. “I know how much you love chocolate and I saw how down you looked this whole day, so I just bought some from Honeydukes.” 

Remus felt his blood rushing to the top of his head, his hands got all clammy and he feared that Y/N would figure him out. He lifted his eyes to meet hers. She bore a soft smile on her lips. “Wanna share?” he asked.

“I’d love to.”

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 “It's someone who makes you a better person. Actually, they don't make you a better person, you do that yourself - because they inspire you.”

More than once, Y/N found that being with Remus made it all so much easier. Being with him erased the tumultuous barriers of the approaching Wizarding War. The Daily Prophet brought dark news every morning. She usually skimmed through those, before giving the newspaper to Remus, knowing he’d read it thoroughly. She’d then turn to exchange some girly gossip with Lily, Marlene and Dorcas (“Potter asked me out again,” Lily would say for the fourth time that week). Afterwards, Y/N would turn to throw a smile towards Remus, just so he could know she was still there with him. 

This time though, she gripped the newspaper until her knuckles turned white. More than three muggle attacks occurred in the past few days and she was growing anxious. Remus got ahold of the newspaper, lowering it before lightly touching her hand. “Hey, you alright?”

“Do you ever wonder if we’ll turn out like him?”

Remus dropped his gaze to the headline of the Daily Prophet: “He Who Must Not Be Named strikes again, dark forces on the rise.”

“No. Do you?”

“Sometimes,” she sighed, slowly letting the newspaper fall into Remus’ hand. 

His eyebrows furrowed. “Why?”

The newspaper was now on the table in front of them, the headline screaming at her, black letters taking up most of the page, a moving picture with houses on fire staring at her. “I’m just afraid that one day I won't be able to recognize myself. That I will look into the mirror and see a stranger, that things beyond my power will change me.”

Remus’ voice reached her ears in the form of a soft whisper. “I’m sure that’ll never be the case, Y/N.”

She turned to look at him, eyes glossy. “How can you be so sure?”

He smiled, meeting her gaze. “Because I know you. You’re one of the kindest people I know. If you are ever to get lost, I’m sure you would find your way. And if you don’t, I’ll be there to guide you.”

Her smile mirrored his, cold hands meeting warm ones. 

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

“A soulmate is someone who you can carry with you forever.”

Years passed and soon enough, Y/N received the wedding invitation of James and Lily. The redhead delivered it to her in person, insisting she had to tell her something. Marlene was off to the Ministry with some work that day, while their parents were taking the tea in the back garden. She was just putting another kettle on, intending to make jasmine tea for herself, when Lily apparated at her doorstep. A knock was heard at the door, and Y/N was pulled from her wandering thoughts. She took wide strides, passing the moving pictures on the walls of her and her sister from when they were little, and opened the door. A kind smile and a mop of red hair greeted her. 

“Lily! Hi! Come in, I was just making tea!” she said as she hurriedly hugged her. 

“Thank you,” replied Lily entering the house and taking a seat on the couch. 

“I’ll be right back! You sit here, alright?” said Y/N, just as she took off towards the kitchen. She pulled out two cups from the cupboard, intricate flowers gleaming on the porcelain. The kettle whistled and she took it off the stove, pouring the tea in each cup. The sweet aroma of jasmine enveloped her in warm embraces. “Would you like sugar or milk for your tea?” she yelled, hoping that Lilly heard her.

“Just sugar for me, please! Two cubes!”

“Coming right up!” She put two cubes in Lily’s cup and three in hers, before she turned to leave the kitchen, hands holding steaming cups. 

“How’s Marls?” Lily asked as she saw her entering the living room. 

“Oh, she’s alright. Busy with work. How’s James?” Y/N smiled as she took a seat across from her, in an old armchair. 

At that, Lily blushed and gave her the envelope she was hiding in the pockets of her dress. Y/N threw her a confused look, before opening it, sparkling paper soft against her hands.

James Potter and Lily Evans cordially invite you to their wedding

Y/N gasped, before looking up at Lily, meeting her emerald gaze. “Oh, Lily! This is amazing! Congratulations!” Her gaze slipped towards Lily’s left hand, wondering how she didn’t notice the ring sparkling there. The stone had the same colour of her eyes. Emerald. 

“I want you to be my maid of honour, Y/N,” Lily replied with eagerness, taking ahold of Y/N’s hands. “Please, will you be my maid of honour?”

“Of course I will!”

And this is how Y/N found herself giving the Maid of Honour speech in front of one hundred people (most of the guests were from James’ side, family and relatives. Lily only invited her sister, who unfortunately didn’t show up). She was growing hot under the attentive gazes of everyone, her dress starting to itch. Her eyes slipped across the crowd, until they met with honeyed ones. Remus. Her best friend. He gave her a reassuring smile. She cleared her throat. “I’m not going to say much. There isn’t really much to be said, when everyone can see how hopelessly in love they are with each other. I’m only going to say that I had the honour to see how their love blossomed, it took James six years to finally get a date with her, and another three to marry her but he did prove to be successful.” The crowd roared in laughter. Y/N’s eyes didn’t stray away from Remus. “Here’s to forever!”

The guests whooped and clinked their champagne glasses together, while Y/N got off the stage, knees buckling. Remus met her halfway, touching her arm. He was bearing a wide smile, his eyes twinkling under the low light. “That must have been the shortest Maid of Honour speech I have ever heard.”

She rolled her eyes. “How many did you actually hear?”

“Honestly?”

“Yeah.”

“None. Yours was the first.”

She smirked before a slow song started to play, couples shuffling to the dance floor, champagne long forgotten. James was bowing to Lily, asking for a dance and she laughed before getting ahold of his elbow and dragging him to the dance floor. Y/N smiled at the sight before turning to look at Remus. 

He looked so achingly beautiful. His sandy hair was ruffled from the many times he ran his hands through it, honey eyes shining under the fairy lights, white shirt unbuttoned at the top and tie loosened. He was softly smiling at her and she felt herself melting. “Would you like to dance?”

She blinked before nodding. “Yeah,” she whispered, but she was pretty sure he heard her nonetheless. His warm hands touched her cold ones, guiding her towards the dance floor while walking backwards, not once taking his gaze off of her. They stopped at the edge of the dance floor, one of his hands slipping to hold her waist, the other still gently touching hers. He started leading them in a slow dance, humming under his breath. 

It must have been the champagne getting to her head, because she found herself boldly asking the question that’s been plaguing her mind for years now. “Do they end up together?”

Remus twirled her before holding her closer. “Who?”

“The best friends.”

“You mean Jo and Laurie?” he asked, remembering their conversation from a few years ago.

“No, I mean us.”

Remus’ breath was caught in his throat. His hand tightened around her waist. “Do you want us to?”

She sighed, before meeting his gaze. “I thought I made this obvious, Rem.”

He blinked in an attempt to clear his mind. “When?”

“During our school years. Everyone caught on, except you.”

He suddenly felt out of focus. The lights were blinding him and he felt his feet dancing on nothing. The only thing grounding him was Y/N. “How long?” he found himself speaking up, his voice foreign to him.

Y/N remained silent for a second in his arms. “I think it must’ve been the third year.”

Remus almost choked. “Oh, love, we could have saved so much time,” he replied, before leaning down to capture her lips with his. She was softer than he ever imagined, her signature roses shampoo reached him in waves, getting him drunk and lightheaded. There was a hint of jasmine lingering on her lips and he almost melted when she wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer. He pulled away to catch his breath, before leaning his forehead against hers. He was still drunk on jasmine and roses. “Forever?”

She smiled against him, pecking his lips. “Forever.”

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“It's the one person who knew you and accepted you and believed in you before anyone else did, or when no one else would.”

Dawn was just breaking through when Remus Lupin stumbled through Y/N McKinnon’s front door, blood seeping through his shirt. She was awake, thoughts and worries of The Wizarding War weighing her down. She was just putting a kettle of jasmine tea on the stove when she heard Remus’ harsh breathing and screaming of pain. She stumbled out of the kitchen, knees melting at the sight of him so disheveled. “Merlin, what happened?!” she said as she rushed to him, supporting his weight on her shoulders and guiding him to the couch. She gently lowered him on the soft pillows. 

He breathed in through his nose, wincing when his back made contact with the pillows. 

“Stay right here, I’ll bring some water and a towel to clean those wounds for you, alright?”

He nodded in response but she was long gone. He let his eyes wander through the living room, gaze catching sight of several moving childhood pictures of Y/N and Marlene. There was one in which little Y/N was biting down on little Marlene’s golden hair. The sloshing of water and the rapid steps of Y/N brought his attention back to her. She knelt beside the couch, unbuttoning his crimson shirt and wetting the towel into the bucket of water. Her hands were shaking. She was trying to hide it, but Remus still saw. “This is gonna sting,” she mumbled, a tremor in her voice. 

The wet and cold towel touched his slashing wounds on his chest and Remus felt as though a thousand needles pierced his skin. He hissed through his teeth. “I know, I know, I’m sorry,” said Y/N worriedly. “How did this even happen?”

He shyly met her gaze. “It was a full moon last night.”

Remus expected her to react differently, to widen her eyes and back away from him, to kick him out of her house, to break up with him. Instead, her eyes saddened considerably, casting down to the wounds. “Oh.”

He was surprised he found the courage to speak up. “Do you– do you think less of me now?”

She raised her head in a whiplash, eyes wide. “Why would I? You’re still my Rem, are you not?”

Remus’ lips parted and he stared at her, taking in her wild hair and noticing her tired eyes. Somehow, she still looked beautiful. “I love you,” he blurted out. “I love you, Y/N.”

She released a breath, leaning down towards him. Her lips met his in a short lived kiss. “I love you,” she replied just above a whisper. “I always will.”

The smell of jasmine traveled all the way from the kitchen to the living room, embracing them both in a sweet blanket of aroma. 

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“ And no matter what happens, you will always love them. Nothing can ever change that.”

The Order of the Phoenix was meeting for the third time that month. Remus bore a skipping in his steps, despite the weight on his shoulders.  He would see Y/N again after a whole two weeks of not seeing each other. He left for a mission, while she remained in London, a promise held between them. He apparated at the Order’s Headquarters, before knocking on the door. 

“Password?” Alastor Moody's voice came through.

“Lemon sorbet.” Albus Dumbledore was in charge of the passwords.

The door was opened for him and he greeted Moody with a smile. The man just acknowledged him with a nod of his head. “Come on in. The rest are inside.”

Remus advanced through the dark, dingy house before entering the rather poorly furnished living room. His smile weakened at the heavy atmosphere in the room. Everyone looked sullen at best. His gaze searched for Y/N but he didn’t find her.

“Where’s Y/N?” he asked, a worry starting to seep into his voice. 

“You haven’t heard?” a glossy eyed Lily asked him.  

“Hear what? And where’s Marlene? I don’t see her either.”

“The McKinnons are gone, Moony,” James spoke up, coming near him.

Remus awkwardly laughed. “Gone where? They stayed in London, didn’t they?”

“They’re dead, mate,” a tired Sirius said. “Voldemort got to them.”

Remus felt as though someone stole the earth from under his feet. The room was darkening around him, spinning in circles. His chest tightened and his vision stung and clouded. “No, that can’t be. Just two weeks ago, they were here. I talked to Y/N, she promised we’d get a house somewhere in the countryside and I promised her I’d buy her a proper ring and we’d–” his voice left him. “And Marlene too?”

No one answered him. It was understood. 

He fell into a dusty armchair and cried. He let the darkness cloud his mind. 

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1995

Harry Potter was following his godfather in an abandoned waiting room at the station. “Sirius, what are you doing here?! If somebody sees you–”

Sirius turned to look at Harry. “I had to see you, didn’t I?”

“I don’t want to see you get shut in Azkaban,” Harry replied, taking a seat beside him on an old, tattered bench. 

Sirius waved him off. “Oh, don’t worry about me.” He reached into the pocket of his old coat, which reeked of naphthalene. “Anyway, I wanted you to have this.” He handed him a yellowed photo. Familiar faces smiled up to him. Harry took it in his hands and studied it, recognizing his parents. “The original Order of the Phoenix,” Sirius went on explaining. He pointed to a blonde in the corner of the photo. “Marlene McKinnon. She was killed two weeks after this was taken. Voldemort wiped out her entire family. That’s her sister right there, Y/N.”  Harry’s eyes took notice of a petite woman, holding onto Remus’ hand and smiling up to him, before turning towards the camera. Remus leaned down to plant a kiss on her forehead before posing for the camera. 

“Did Remus know her?” he asked, although he already knew the answer. 

He heard Sirius sigh beside him. “Oh, yes. They were the best of friends. Soulmates. It broke him the day she died.”

Harry’s gaze slipped towards a couple in which he saw too much of his housemate and herbology enthusiast friend. “Neville’s parents,” he acknowledged. 

“They suffered a fate worse than death, if you ask me,” replied Sirius. He then smiled sadly, looking at the photograph image of Lily and James Potter. “It’s been fourteen years and still a day doesn’t go by when I don’t miss your dad.”

Harry regarded the photo a few more moments, a pang in his heart at the sight of his parents happily together and still alive. “Do you really think there’s going to be a war, Sirius?”

His godfather pondered the question, before replying slowly. “It feels like it did before.”

The raven haired boy went to give him back the photo, but Sirius beat him to it. “You keep it! Anyway, I suppose you’re the young ones, now.”

Harry smiled, looking down once more at the forgotten faces of the original members of the Order of the Phoenix, his eyes again catching the sight of a red faced Y/N and a smiling Remus, before putting the photograph in his pockets. The Hogwarts Express was announcing its departure.

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A/N: Hello! Thank you so much for reading! Just for reference, the soulmate quote isn't mine, it's from a TV show called Dawson's Creek, which I found interesting and sweet so I kinda built this fic around it.

The last scene of this fic used for inspiration is from the fifth Harry Potter movie, even though Alastor Moody is the one who shows Harry the photograph of the original Order of the Phoenix, not Sirius, but it was more accessible to me this way because I haven't reread the books in a long time.

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