Moon And Stars- Chapter 3

Moon and Stars- chapter 3

"Well if it isn't Loony Loopy Lupin senior! Your son's done a great job, by the way, of keeping up the roll." He began singing 'Loony Loopy Lupin' repeatedly.

The class turned to look at Remus, wondering if he was upset or angry, but he was smiling. "This way class."

Once inside the professor pulled a tarp off of a wardrobe. The wardrobe gave a sudden wobble, banging off the wall. "Nothing to worry about." The professor said calmly after seeing a few students jump back in alarm, "there's a boggart in there."

Most people seemed to feel that this was something to worry about.

"Boggarts like dark, enclosed spaces," said Professor Lupin. "Wardrobes, the gap beneath beds, the cupboards under sinks — I've even met one that had lodged itself in a grandfather clock. This one moved in yesterday afternoon, and I asked the headmaster if the staff would leave it to give my third years some practice. "So, the first question we must ask ourselves is, what is a boggart?"

Unsurprisingly Hermione was the only student who answered the question. "It's a shape-shifter, it can take the shape of whatever it thinks will frighten us the most."

Hermione glowed after the professor spoke. "Couldn't have put it better myself."

As the lesson went on, Remus had them practice the spell to change the boggart. "After me please, riddikulus."

"Riddikulus!" The class repeated.

"Good," said Professor Lupin. "Very good. But that was the easy part, I'm afraid. You see, the word alone is not enough. And this is where you come in, Neville."

The golden quartet watched as the shaking boy walked forward. "Right, Neville," said Professor Lupin. "First things first: what would you say is the thing that frightens you most in the world?"

Neville's lips moved, but no sound came out.

"Didn't catch that, Neville, sorry," said Professor Lupin cheerfully.

Neville looked around rather pitifully, then whispered, "Professor Snape."

Nearly everyone laughed. Even Neville grinned apologetically. Professor Lupin, however, looked thoughtful.

After a short discussion about Neville's grandmothers fashion choices Lupin instructed Neville to concentrate on them when he faced the boggart, thus creating an amusing image of the Potions Master.

"If Neville is successful, the boggart is likely to shift his attention to each of us in turn," said Professor Lupin. "I would like all of you to take a moment now to think of the thing that scares you most, and imagine how you might force it to look comical..."

The door opened slightly and a brunette walked in, shutting the door behind him. "Ah, Dipper!"

"Hello tad!" He called back as he walked up to him.

"Let me ask you a question real quick, you've faced a boggart before correct?" Remus questioned his son.

"Yes."

"How did you react?"

"I was scared, because if you don't think of what fear you're going to use, it basically chooses one. Best way to react is to just stay calm and confuse it."

Remus pat his back lightly, noticing the slight wince from the younger.

"Everyone ready?" said Professor Lupin. "On the count of three, Neville," said Professor Lupin, who was pointing his own wand at the handle of the wardrobe. "One - two - three - now!"

A jet of sparks shot from the end of Remus' wand and hit the doorknob. The wardrobe burst open. Hook-nosed and menacing, Professor Snape stepped out, his eyes flashing at Neville.

Neville backed away, his wand up, mouthing wordlessly. Snape was bearing down upon him, reaching inside his robes.

"R- r- riddikulus!" squeaked Neville.

There was a noise like a whip crack. Snape stumbled; he was wearing a long, lace-trimmed dress and a towering hat topped with a moth-eaten vulture, and he was swinging a huge crimson handbag.

There was a roar of laughter; the boggart paused, confused, and Professor Lupin shouted, "Parvati! Forward!" Parvati walked forward, her face set. Snape rounded on her. There was another crack, and where he had stood was a bloodstained, bandaged mummy; its sightless face was turned to Parvati and it began to walk toward her very slowly, dragging its feet, its stiff arms rising —

"Riddikulus!" cried Parvati.

A bandage unraveled at the mummy's feet; it became entangled, fell face forward, and its head rolled off.

As class went on, more students got to face the boggart. "Alright Harry, you next."

Harry stepped forward, wand at the ready. His friends watched  as the boggart shifted shapes and a dementor hovered in front of Harry.

Dipper watched in shock as he father rushed in front of Harry. "Here!"

The boggart shifted once more with a 'crack' and a sliver orb was in front of him. Dipper was still as he stared at it. Remus lifted his wand. "Riddikulus!"

The moon turned into a balloon and flew around the room before it stopped in front of Dipper, who frowned confusedly.

It morphed into a large, dark, snarling wolf, who's eyes cut into anyone it looked at, which was Dipper.

The male was frozen as he looked at it. Remus was about to run over, but Dipper lifted his wand. "Riddikulus." He said with a shaky voice.

The wolf turned into a small puppy, who scampered into the wardrobe. Remus shut the doors and turned to face his class. "Class dismissed."

Harry turned his head to look at the father and son as he left and he saw Remus setting a hand on Dipper's shoulder asking him something.

Dipper ran a hand down his face and nodded, saying something back to him.

•

Weeks passed slowly and most of the third year Gryffindors would only whisper about what Dipper Lupin's boggart was supposed to be.

Dipper ignored the whispering and glanced as he carried on helping the two Weasleys pass their classes by helping them on their homework.

"No it doesn't-"

"Shhh, just let me do it."

"You have to do it carefully-"

"I know that."

"Bloody hell!"

George sent his twin and best friend a look. "Shut it both you. If you two keep up the bickering I’m going to get the wrong message."

Dipper flushed red as he took off his cloak, ink stain on his shirt. "Oh shut up George.” Fred spoke up, “you’re just jealous.”

“Why would I be jealous if Dipper likes me more?” He smirked and his twin gaped at him.

The werewolf rolled his amber eyes and waved his wand at his parchment, the ink clearing off of it and leaving the essay in perfect condition. “You know I like both of you equally.”

Fred seemed to frown a bit at his statement, but huffed in annoyance. “You’re lying.”

Dipper raised his eyebrows. “You think so? Ok then. George, mind walking with me down to the kitchens to ask for hot coca?”

George grinned up at his brother. “Sure little wolf.”

Dipper smirked at Fred as the two walked out, the red head wrapping an arm around his friend’s shoulders.

Ron sent Fred a knowing look. “You know he’s just teasing you, right?”

Fred slumped down on to the couch. “Both of them...”

Ron sighed he knew Fred was about to go into his ranting mode, so he mentally prepared himself for the long night ahead of them.

When the two appeared again, they had a mug for Fred and Dipper yawned tiredly last he sat down next to his friend, George sitting in an arm chair next to Ron.

Fred watched Ron stand up and walk away, telling them goodnight. The older twin took a sip of his hot chocolate.

He unfortunately spilt the warm liquid down his chin and on his shirt when he felt something land on his shoulder.

He already knew it was Dipper’s head because of the soft, fluffy hair that rubbed against his cheek. He turned his head slightly to look at the brunette when soft snores came from him.

“I think he’s asleep Georgie.”

“I’ll go get a blanket.”

Fred was taken aback by the sudden statement. “What do you mean ‘go get a blanket?’”

George raised an eyebrow. “If you move him to his bed, he most likely will wake up then not be able to go back to sleep.”

The older twin watched as the younger walked away. Fred glanced down at the sleeping brunette and smiled lightly.

He got comfortable and relaxed knowing he was going to be here all night.

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Chapter 3 is up! Next chapter will be out soon. Reblogs are appreciated

So basically, my last post is a teaser for a story I’ve been working on. It’s a crossover with Harry Potter and Gravity Falls.

Anyway, onto explaining what happened in the little ‘teaser’ story.

So basically, when Dipper was born in 1992, he was born the newest member of the Pines family in Piedmont California. Something happened and the newborn ended up in an orphanage in London.

This orphanage was made for strange children, and they took Dipper’s birthmark as an abnormality. Unfortunately, the orphanage was a hotspot for werewolves to attack, and Dipper was bitten by the one and only, Fenrir Greyback. Even if he was young when the incident happened, he could still remember the event, and it haunted him his nightmares, never letting him forget.

Remus Lupin stumbled across the orphanage and that’s where he met the little werewolf. He instantly adopted him.

The part of the bite mark that was visible on his arm was the deciding factor for the elder werewolf.

When James and Sirius met the little werewolf for the first time, it was on a full moon. They fell in love with the two year old with a head full of brown curls. Peter didn’t really like to get around the little boy, after he almost ate the rat animagus.

Lily was thrilled to see that Dipper and Harry got along well when they introduced the two to each other.

Then October 31, 1995, James and Lily Potter were murdered by Voldemort. Sirius Black was sent to Azkaban for selling them out. Peter Pettigrew was killed by Sirius Black.

Eight years later Dipper Lupin gets his letter to Hogwarts, which is shocking because, like the teaser said, they never got mail.

Dipper goes to Hogwarts after going on a quick trip to Diagon Alley, just to go to Gringotts and a few other shops.

The sorting ceremony took place on September 1, and Dipper was sorted into Gryffindor.

That’s all I have to say right now about this, first chapter will be coming out soon.

Mabel: hey Dip dot, do you have a bag I could borrow?

Dipper: The only bags I have are the ones under my eyes, and they're specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence

Mabel: literally all you had to do was say no

Dipper Pines Aesthetic

(All pictures in collage belong to original owners)

Will be posting a Newt Scamander aesthetic later today!

Dipper: just because I'm smiling doesn't mean I like you, I could be picturing you on fire, you'd never know

Bill: ...Pine tree... we're married

thinking about my fic in the shower:

trying to actually write my fic: