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HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN (2004) dir. Alfonso Cuarón

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harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban (2004).

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004) dir. Alfonso Cuarón

HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN (2004)

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Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004) dir. Alfonso Cuarón

Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004)  dir. Alfonso Cuarón

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004) dir. Alfonso Cuarón

Late Night Shenanigans | The Marauders x Reader

A loud sigh left Diana’s lips as she plopped down rather tiredly next to James, rolling her eyes at his horrible attempt to fix his own pair of glasses. She grabbed a hold of her wand tapping them lightly, nodding contently at the visible cracks disappearing. 

“Thank you,” Diana waved him off, scanning her surroundings as she fiddled with the holes on her jeans out of habit. Spotting Remus sprawled across the floor with a thin blanket covering the lower part of his body, his sweaty bare chest heaving up and down. His face red and dripping in sweat from transitioning, eyeing the splatters of dried blood on his body including his freckled cheeks. Sirius had passed out in a corner of the room, his head thrown back as he let out soft snores, much like Peter, who was curled on Sirius’ lap. 

“Hey, Diana... do you mind helping-”

“Oh of course not, Rem.” Shakily standing up from her comfortable position on the hard floor, making her way over to the tired boy who gave the brunette a weak smile. The witch grinned uttering soft spells while waving her wand over the boy seeing his wounds slowly start to close up, throwing in a quick cleaning spell so the dirt and the blood were wiped clean off. 

Diana grabbed his clean pair of clothes out of their hidden drawer, holding them out for the freckled boy to take which he sat up to take a hold of them but forgot about the blanket covering his crotch. She instinctively threw his clothes down at his crotch, covering her eyes a blush making its way onto her face. Diana managed to stumble backwards falling onto James who expertly caught the witch. She peered through her fingers, catching sight of the smug smirk on his face as he adjusted his arms around her small frame. 

“Fuck off, J. I regret covering Remus’ goods now, I’d much rather see that sexy man then be in your lap-”

“Rude! I’ll have you know-” She almost couldn’t hear James’ sounds of protests over the howling of Remus’ laughter, letting out a few giggles as the Chaser held her tightly against his chest. Diana sighed happily, leaning her head back to rest on his chest enjoying the feeling of his warm arms wrapped around her.

“Can you believe that only a couple months ago, I wanted nothing more than to punch you across the face?” James mumbled, feeling the girl start to giggle at his comment as he rubbed her arms comfortingly. Diana laughed at what he stated, thinking back to the endless banters during class or in the Great Hall where they would end up screaming at each other after .2 seconds of being in the same room. Her day dream ended quickly as she noted Remus standing up, his frame swaying side to side rushing up to help him put his pants on.

“D... I-I got this,” His cheeks were bright red noting that he was standing in front of this girl in nothing but his boxer briefs, using the clothes in his hand to cover his crotch. The stubborn boy refused to budge feeling his body grow more, and more red the longer she stared, nearly tensing up as she approached him.

“Give me your pants, Rem,”

“No,”

“Don’t make me take it from you, Lupin. I’m just trying to help you... but if you really don’t want me to I’ll grab Potter-”

“Moony, I love you, but my arse is staying on this floor,” The brunette stuck her tongue out at Remus, crossing her arms over each other as he nodded begrudgingly. Diana began working on the sandy haired wizard, letting him rest his weight on her as much as he needed as she worked quickly and sufficiently. 

“You seem to have experience dressing guys, do you do this often, Thomas?” The witch blushed profusely flipping the cackling black haired boy the bird, steadying Remus as she tugged his sweatpants over his firm butt giving him a small smile.

“Do you need my help putting on your shirt-”

“I got it, thank you Dee.” He pressed a chaste kiss onto the side of her temple, using her small frame as she led him to the bed off to the side of the room helping him sit down without hurting his bruised ribs. She let out a deep sigh, plopping down beside Remus her face buried into the tattered covers feeling her body grow heavy with sleep. The sound of someone shuffling around caught her attention, nearly letting out a scream as she felt someone jump into the bed beside her. She hastily turned to see a head full of dark brown curls, before a series of hands began tickling her sending her into a fit of laughter.

“Padfoot! You get your hands-off of me- right now!” She choked out in between laughter, trying to shove the 5′11 foot tall Marauder off of her which didn’t work out to well as he ended up falling off of the bed landing rather harshly on the floor. She gasped, rushing to peer over the edge of the bed out of worry only to be pulled onto of Sirius who gave her a cheeky grin, “You arse! I thought you were hurt,”

“I’ve done worse than fall off a bed, love. Your tiny self couldn’t hurt me even if you tried,” Diana quirked an eyebrow at the Marauder, crossing her arms rather hotly as he laughed beneath her. A bright idea came to mind leaning down to his face, congratulating herself as she saw his laughter falter and the smile wipe off of his face entirely. Her hands untangled themselves from one another, tightly clutching onto his low V-neck her lips brushing against the lobe of his ear. Sirius swallowed rather thickly, his fingers digging into her hips as he waited for her to say something. Diana inhaled deeply sending a shiver down his back, before screaming loudly into his ear making him throw her several feet back landing by James’ feet.

“What the bloody hell is wrong with you?! I can’t hear shit!”

“You should learn how to not let your hormones do the work for you, Padfoot. That’ll be your biggest weakness- oh and the fact that you’re not over 6 foot is another one,”

“Oi!” The sound of Remus and James losing it made her grin, rolling her eyes at the death glares Black was giving her, “You’re lucky that I am currently wounded, or else I would have flung you out the window”

“You wish you could throw me out the window-”

“Fucking prick- get your ass over here!” Diana scrambled onto her feet practically jumping into Remus’ arms, hiding her face into his sweater covered chest. His arms wrapped around her protectively chuckling softly into her ear, feeling the adrenaline pumping through her veins as she shielded herself from Padfoot. Before she could utter a quick thank you, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist trying to yank her backwards. Diana yelped tightened her hold on Remus, wrapping her legs around his waist so that if Sirius succeeded she would bring Remus with her. 

“Let. Go. Moony.” With every word, he tugged on her small frame a smirk on his face as he eyed the sandy haired boy tighten his grip on the witch shaking his head at him. Remus made eye contact with James, motioning to the wand by his feet which he gladly picked up silently swishing his wand at Sirius sending him tumbling towards James. Sirius sat up a pout on his chiseled features, crossing his arms over his chest his biceps bulging from being in the tight shirt, “You wankers...”

“You love me, Padfoot,”

“Yeah, yeah,” He grumbled, not before letting out a soft chuckle at the way the small witch was still clunging to Remus out of fear. Remus must be enjoying himself, having one of the prettiest girls in Hogwarts perched on his lap. Sirius hummed to himself, running his fingers through his tousled hair leaning back to rest on the hard wooden floor fluttering his eyes shut.

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Hello!! May I request a reader x Remus fic where they are both Hogwarts professors and the reader is a Hufflepuff and loves magical creatures, despite teaching either Muggle Studies or Charms. And she happens to come across Remus on the night of a full moon and she then becomes his source of comfort for the future, as she reveals herself as a Wolf animagus? Thank you, I love your work 💕

When Worlds Collide | Remus Lupin x Reader

Word Count: 4,535 words

Warnings: cussing, a lot of year 3 spoilers, fluff

July 28th, 1993. Diagon Alley. 12:38 pm.

A wide grin crept onto your face, letting a few giggle leave your lips as you untangle your hair out of the poor snowy white owls talons, scratching behind its head watching it sink into your touch. Offering the creature a treat, the bird happily hooted into your hand flying away. Its wings contrasting against the stark blue sky as you made your way around all the shops with a smile on your face. The bags in your hands sagged under the weight of all of your new clothes and supplies for the upcoming school year.

In the upcoming month, Diagon Alley would be bursting with children and you knew the kids would need the supplies more so you would rather buy your things before hand so you wouldn’t risk the chance of leaving kids empty handed.

“I had no idea you had a special talent with animals, Professor,” The sound of someone speaking behind you made you jump, turning to face a sandy haired man whose eyes twinkled happily. You felt yourself relax, a smile creeping onto your face nudging Remus playfully. A blush coating your face as he let out a deep chuckle walking alongside you, as you made your way down the street.

“It’s a special talent of mine. They just get so excited to see me, they end up running into me. Purely intentional,”

“Of course... tell me more about it,” He mused, the teasing tone of his voice made you flush a deeper shade of pink. You giggled, shaking your head adjusting your hold on your bags spotting Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour out of the corner of your eye feeling your mouth water at the thought of some ice cream in this blazing heat.

“I’d love to tell you more about this over some ice cream. Care to join, Lupin?”

“You know, I do have a name, right?”

“Of course, but where’s the fun in that?” Remus shook his head his curls ruffling, following after the bubbly Hufflepuff whose face only brightened as they approached the Ice Cream Parlour. “Alright, I’m going to find us a table and set my bags down. Could you order me a cone? I’ll take anything with chocolate- ooh! Could I get something with caramel in it as well?”

Remus’ eyebrows raised in surprise, parting his mouth to ask if she wanted anything else but you had already bounced away. You waved at some people who you had recognized letting them drag you into a small conversation. He approached the man whose face looked rather enthusiastic, ordering his favorite flavor from the shop, ordering the same for you knowing if you were as big of a chocolate fan as him then you would adore the cold treat. Remus gracefully paid the man, offering a small thanks grabbing a hold of the treats walking over to you chewing on his bottom lip nervously.

Your face brightened up as you saw him approaching with a tall ice cream cone, grabbing a hold of the treat ready to devour the chocolate cream, “Thank you, Lupin. This looks delicious- I mean when has chocolate ever looked gross? Never that’s when.” You eagerly took a bite out of the cone, your eyes rolling into the back of your head at the sweetness overwhelming your senses.

“That good, huh?”

“Yes! I never thought chocolate would taste much different with chunks of chocolate mixed in with it.” You hummed, adjusting your position on your seat as Remus took a seat across from you his demeanor looking more shy than you had previously seen it.

“How much do I owe you, Lupin?”

“Don’t worry about it,”

“No, please. Let me repay you.”

“I’m just going to deny it regardless, (Y/N)” He mused, cocking his eye brow at you. The hufflepuff just nudged him and thanked him softly.

Eyeing your surroundings, locking eyes with a few wandering stares in your direction knowing they were aimed towards the scarred man in front of you. You mustered up the harshest glare you could, without a second thought. The people quickly looked away pretending to be occupied, smiling to yourself enjoying the cold treat.

“You know, you didn’t have to do that... I’m used to all the staring.”

“Just because you’re used to it doesn’t mean you should have to endure it. You’re a human being, with emotions just like everybody else. So what if you have scars on your face? That doesn’t make you any less human."You huffed, running your fingers through your fly aways. "I like to think of scars as- well, like memories! Fun stories to tell my friends, or strangers who like to stick their noses in everyone else’s business” You spoke the second part of your sentence a tad bit louder, knowing the people were eavesdropping on your conversation making them hush their whispered talk.

Remus felt his tummy flutter at your words, knowing you wouldn’t be saying those things if you knew the truth. If you knew who he truly was... a monster. But for now, you didn’t, and until you did he was going to soak up as much time with you as he possibly could. Letting the smile reappear on his face, as he watched you eagerly ramble about the upcoming school year and how excited you were to finally be working alongside a dear friend.

September 1st, 1993. The Hogwarts Express. 10:42 am.

Remus sluggishly plopped down in an empty compartment, wrapping his coat around himself pressing his face against the cold glass. You shook your head at the poor soul, rubbing his back comfortingly. The sandy haired man had told you that he had barely gotten any sleep due to this bad stomach bug, and to make matters worse he woke up that morning feeling like he had been hit over the head with a bludger. You had offered to give him a ride to Hogwarts, but he insisted the train would be just fine and that he would meet you at the school. Next thing he knew, the Hufflepuff is dragging him eagerly through the train waving to past students and new faces a wide smile on her face on the lookout for an empty compartment.

“You didn’t have to accompany me-”

“Lupin, I never have to do anything. But, I was not going to let you sit in pain surrounded by a bunch of kids. I personally love kids, but I would end up hexing a couple if I was in your state,” A deep chuckle left Remus, eyeing the Hufflepuff with a warm gaze, you felt your breath hitch as the proximity of the two of you finally clicked in. “Try to get some rest, Lupin. I’ll wake you up if absolutely necessary.”

“Thanks, love. Try not to hex any kids while I’m asleep,” You let out a loud laugh shaking your head at the man who was quickly falling asleep, his eyes drooping before he finally closed them his body slumping against the cold glass.

“No promises...” Mumbling under your breath, standing up from your position next to him moving your belongings to the overhead struggling with the last luggage due to it being out of reach huffing angrily. The sound of people entering the compartment caught your attention, turning to face the infamous Golden Trio eyeing you with a smile on their faces. You flashed them your signature smile, bringing them into a hug.

“Hi, you guys! How are you? Did you guys have a good summer?” The four of you spoke eagerly about the summer and their plans, exchanging all sorts of fun things they had done lifting the spirit of the room before Ron looked down at the unmoving body off to the side a confused expression on his freckled face.

“Um... Professor? Who’s the dead man in the corner over there?” You let out a chuckle, shaking your head at his bluntness to which Hermione had smacked him upside the head for, leaving the dark haired boy to snicker at the exchange.

“He’s not dead, Ron. He’s sleeping. And his name is Professor Lupin to you,”

“Professor? Is he our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?”

“Correct, Harry! Wow, you really do have some brain activity up in there. I was getting quite worried there for a moment,” You teased the dark haired boy who just flushed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Let’s take a seat before we go flying, alright?”

The next 2 hours went by like a breeze, with you speaking energetically to the trio enjoying your bag of caramel popcorn you brought from home the sweet aroma filing the air. Hermione was happily eating a Cauldron Cake, while Ron and Harry were more or less goofing off with the cakes. You were in the middle of telling them a story of your life before you came to Hogwarts when the train began to slow down the trees you guys were passing slowly became more visible. You hastily looked down at your watch, Hermione doing the same looking around with your wand in hand.

“We must be nearly there,” Uttered the redhead whose stomach growled loudly, leaning forward to take a look out the giant glass window, both you and Hermione eyed him a confused look on your faces.

“We can’t be there yet,”

Before you could agree, the sudden stopping of the train sent you nearly tumbling to the floor casting a fast spell to catch the falling luggages sending them back into their rightful places. The rain which you had hardly paid attention to before roared louder, slapping harshly against the train and then without warning all of the lights went away leaving your vision to be swallowed by the darkness.

“Lumos.” You mumbled, the light coming from your wand lighting up the entire compartment. The compartment door slid open, the nervous boy practically clambering over Harry in a rush to get away from the dark hallway. Neville’s chest heaved up and down offering the Professor a nervous smile. “You guys stay here, I’m going to go check with the driver.”

The sound of someone else making their way in, the flowing red hair caught your attention giving Ginny a comforting smile offering her a spot next to her brother which she happily took. The 5 of them looked cramped, but they weren’t complaining, the tension in the room was thick. They would all rather be stacked on top of one another like this rather than being alone.

“Ouch-”

“Ron, your elbow!-”

“-Crookshanks stay-”

“That was my nose-”

“Quiet!” The sound of Remus speaking startled you, turning to face the man whose face looked like it hadn’t slept in days but his eyes were wide awake and alert as he eyed the trembling children and your familiar frame standing next to him. He stood up, towering over each and every single one of you adjusting his coat so it hung over his shoulders. “Stay here, don’t move until one of us comes back-”

An unsettling sensation seemed to wash over the people in the compartment, the room drastically growing colder as a dark cloaked figure entered the room it’s dark faceless face staring down each and every single one of us.

A walking shadow, towering over you like a cloud moving around like a snake about to attack its prey.

The presence of it in the room made the children physically shiver, clinging onto one another feeling their chests tighten.

You felt your body struggle to breath as you saw the dementor take a hover forwards. Both you and Remus pointed your wands aggressively at the figure, getting in between him and the kids.

The dementor hesitated before its head snapped towards Harry taking in a shaky breath the rattling of its chest sending shivers down your body. The boy’s body went rigid, his eyes rolling into the back of his head his body sliding onto the cramped compartment floor. You felt your heart clench, dropping down to your knees cradling his head onto your lap so he wouldn’t end up hitting it as he began spasming.

“None of us are hiding Sirius Black under our coats. Go.” Remus angrily demanded, not faltering from his stance. The dementor paid no attention to the scarred man, leaning down to the trashing body on the floor. You whipped your head up, angry tears in your eyes pointing your wand at the dementor.

“Expecto Patronum!”

You hastily shouted, letting all of your happy memories linger in your brain sending your patronus towards the dementor who just fought against it but he couldn’t get through forcing him to leave. After the cloaked figure left your compartment, the light seemed to make its way back surrounding all of you with some warmth.

You crumpled against the ground, your breathing heavy after having used the powerful spell. Harry laid motionless against you, his face covered in sweat from the fit he had just finished having.

“Holy- I haven’t used that sucker in forever,”

“And you shouldn’t of had to. Stay here. I have to speak to the driver and hopefully get an owl out to Dumbledore.” Remus whispered down at you, standing up to his full height making his way out of the room before he turned on his heel tossing you a wrapped parcel, “Eat some of this, and make sure Harry gets some too.”

You shakily opened the parcel coming face to face with a block of chocolate, breaking off a piece popping it into your mouth. An immediate warmth spread throughout your body, regulating your breathing as you saw the worried looks on the children’s faces.

“Mister Weasley, would you mind slapping Harry awake?”

“Not at all,” You carefully dropped Harry’s head onto Ron’s cloak which he lent without a second thought. Breaking off a few pieces for the remaining people in the compartment, who gratefully took the chocolate their faces visibly relaxing. Who in the world let Dementors come so far from Azkaban? Let alone near these children. I am going to hex someones boss into oblivion, you angrily thought to yourself shakily standing up after making sure Harry was alive and breathing.

September 1st, 1993. The Great Hall. 7:38 pm.

The feast was about to start, and you were practically bouncing with energy at the thought of all the first years about to come crawling through those big double doors. Remus looked down at you with a nervous smile, catching sight of all the new faces practically whispering about him right in front of his face shifting nervously his coat hanging off of his shoulders much like it did on the train.

“How are you not a wreck after the incident on the train? Casting a spell like that takes a hell of a lot out of you, love”

“I was angry at first, but I didn’t want that to be the first impression these kids have of me. So, I helped myself to a little bit of your chocolate, don’t worry I’ll buy you more. and now I feel like I’m running on 3 cans of Red Bull.” Remus chuckled at your muggle remark, your smile never leaving your face.

Just as you opened your mouth your stomach growled rather loudly, a faint blush making its way across your face wanting to avoid eye contact with the two professors sandwiching you. Sheepishly nudging Severus whose upper lip just twitched, turning to face the sea of kids who were coming in through the double doors.

Subconsciously adjusting your position, placing your signature warm smile on your face feeling the nerves from the kids all the way from where you were seated. Remus fidgeted slightly, feeling his leg brush against yours as he saw the never ending clutter of 1st Years in the Great Hall. The sorting of the kids went surprisingly fast, clapping just a tad bit eagerly if they were sorted into Hufflepuff, but you didn’t let anyone else know that. You hadn’t even realized Dumbledore was speaking until halfway through his speech, quickly focusing all of your attention on the Headmaster.

“On a happier note, I am pleased to welcome two new teachers to our rank this year.” You felt yourself having to hide the grin making its way onto your face as you clapped enthusiastically as Remus stood up bashfully, bowing slightly as Dumbledore called his name out. Letting out a wide grin, and a small holler as Hagrid stood up once his name was called his face a bright red wiping his sweaty hands on his heavy coat. The Gryffindor table seemed to have lost it, nearly jumping out of their seats to congratulate their favorite teacher at Hogwarts.

“Let’s not keep you guys waiting, dig in!”

A sound of joy left your lips as piles of delicious food appeared in front of your very own eyes the intoxicating smell of the food made your mouth water, happily helping yourself to their delicious chicken and mashed potatoes.

“Did you miss the food, Lupin? I know for a fact I gained about 10 pounds my first month teaching at Hogwarts from the food alone.”

You teased, shoving a spoonful of mashed potatoes into your mouth eyeing the freckled boy who looked like a boy on Christmas day a smear of cheese on the corner of his mouth.

“Yes... I don’t think I have eaten a meal close to as good as the food here.”

“Hey, Lupin. You got a little bit of cheese right there-” The brunette blushed, wiping at his mouth with a nearby napkin. The remainder of the dinner you spent happily talking to Remus and occasionally getting the attention of Severus who would chime in a stoic look on his face until the sandy haired man hastily left the table claiming he had forgotten something. By the time it was time to return to your respected chambers you couldn’t help but feel a little glum, you didn’t quite want the night to end just yet. Which is why you took it upon yourself to sneak out of your chambers past curfew, much like you did during your last year at Hogwarts, making your way towards the kitchens a skip in your step.

“I do believe it is past curfew, Professor.” You nearly let out a scream turning on your heel, coming face to face with Professor Snape whose face looked happier to see you than it had during the feast. Playfully shoving his shoulder, shaking your head at the tall man who was sporting a small smile.

“You-you scared the hell out of me! I thought I was alone.”

“Well, I think you were a little off-”

“Oh shush,” Letting out a small chuckle, running your fingers through your messy locks catching glimpse of the vial in his grasp. Nudging his empty hand, motioning towards the vial with your head. “What’s that for?”

He visibly stiffened for a split second, and if it weren’t for the fact that you were intently looking at him you would have missed it. “Dumbledore wanted me to bring this down to Lupin, apparently he needs it for his upcoming Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson.”

“Huh... well I hope it all goes well. I’m going out for a little walk out by the Whomping Willow. You’re more than welcome to join me, Severus.” You teased the lanky man, walking backwards a smirk on your face. His lips twitched, tilting his head to look at your retreating figure.

“Come help me deliver this, and then we can go on your so called walk.”

“That’s the spirit, Severus!”

October 30th, 1993. The Forbidden Forest. 12:35 am.

The werewolf standing in front of you caused a wave of goosebumps to make their way down your arms, halting your movements knowing they could go charging at you at any moment. The creature tilted its head, taking a couple steps forwards your still form. You didn’t expect to find anyone out and about this late, let alone a werewolf that made your short stature look pathetic next to him. Holy... I don’t wanna die. I don’t wanna die. Merlin- your thoughts were cut short by the feeling of the creature nuzzling against your hand. You tentatively rubbed his hairless face, which in turn made the creature whine nudging you more aggressively. Letting out a soft chuckle, rubbing his head without as much hesitation.

“You’re alright buddy... I know, I know. I’m right here. Don’t worry. Are you hungry? I can go get you something to eat,” The werewolf let out a loud howl at your words making you laugh, never letting go of his face knowing he was probably feeling stressed. “Okay, okay. Let’s go get you fed, alright?”

The next couple of hours you spent trying to fix up the werewolf wounds, trying your hardest not to inflict any pain on the creature. You were tired beyond belief but you didn’t want to leave before morning, to try to catch a glimpse of the creature human form. It was around 5:30 am when the sun had began to bring some light to the sky, making the creature freak out.

“Hey... hey it’s okay. Look, I’ll be right here until you finish transitioning okay? I’m not going anywhere...” The werewolf froze, shifting its weight letting out a soft whine at your words. “Come here,” You made small grabby hands at the creature, who happily made its way over to you nuzzling into your touch as the sun crept its way along the horizon small rays of the sun streaming in through the forest. The werewolf let out painful groans, crumbling further on you its upper body sprawled across your lap as it felt itself transitioning. You hushed the hairless creature trying to ignore the pained cries and the cracking of its bones. The next couple of minutes you spent looking away from the howling creature as bare skin started poking through, not wanting to invade their privacy.

A loud sob left Remus’ lips as he laid naked and vulnerable on the lap of one of his former classmates, “P-please... don’t leave...” Your head perked up at the familiar voice, turning to face the sandy haired man who was trying to cover himself with his hands but failing miserably.

“Oh, Rem...” Hushing at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, hastily tugging off your black robes covering the shivering man. He let you wrap him up, groaning softly as he tried to sit up. “Let me help you-”

“I’m okay... I-I got this.” He huffed, his arms shaking from straining to push himself off of the ground. After many failed attempts he finally got himself into a sitting position, his back hitting the hard bark on a nearby tree. Your eyes scanned his bare chest and torso, not failing to notice the toned body underneath the robes. He had the black fabric covering his lower half, along with half of his torso. “Why aren’t you running away like everyone else?”

“Why would I?” You hummed, making yourself comfortable next to the werewolf who just stared down at the hands on his lap,

“You’re still Remus, aren’t you? And... even in your werewolf form you didn’t lay a single finger on me, Rem. Look, I know that you think you’re a monster but I just don’t see it.”

“Don’t say things you don’t mean, love-”

“Remus. Have you ever known me to be a liar? I mean, you could ask anybody. I have only ever lied once... and that was when people asked me about my animagus form.” His eyes peeled open, turning to eye you his eyebrows furrowed. You just gave him a cheeky grin, standing up from your position on the cold ground brushing off any stray leaves and dirt off of your clothes facing the man who just stared at you curiously. Without a second thought you had quickly formed into a gorgeous wolf, shaking your fur out a glint in your icy eyes. Remus’ jaw dropped, his eyes wide trying to form words at the sight of you standing there in broad daylight. Just as quickly as you had appeared, your wolf form quickly shifted back into your human self making your way back towards the flabbergasted man.

“B-but... since when-”

“You and the marauders weren’t the only mischievous teenagers at Hogwarts.” You teased, taking your place next to the Marauder who just flashed you a genuine smile letting out a small chuckle. “But... I, unlike you guys, waited to legally become an animagus.”

“Ah, and the Hufflepuff in you strikes again.”

“I will throw you into the Black Lake, Lupin.” He rolled his eyes at your harmless threat, turning his head to lock eyes with your soft stare. “Let me take you back to Dumbledore, oh wait, you need clothes... right.”

October 30th, 1993. Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom. 11:36 pm.

“You didn’t have to spend your Saturday with me, love. I know you have important things to plan for your classes, I honestly could have been fine-”

“Remus... you’re not forcing me to do anything. I promise. I wanted to spend my free time with you, and I have loads to talk to my students about. And if not, I have the perfect Professor in mind to bring in to help teach my class.” A light blush sprinkled his cheeks, running his fingers through his locks as he eyed the grinning Hufflepuff who just pointed down at the forgotten chocolate bar on his desk, to which he just huffed popping a piece of the savory treat into his mouth. “There you go!”

“You are even worse than Pomfrey when I don’t take my vials,”

“I take offense to that, Lupin.”

“Oh so we’re back to last name basis now? Alright then-”

“No! Don’t you dare-”

“Mrs. Black-”

“Remus!” You whined, shoving the sandy haired boy playfully who just chuckled at your attempt to shove him not moving an inch from his position a cheeky smile on his scarred face, “I dated him for 3 months, not 3 years!”

“Tomato, tomato.” A small pout formed on your lips, making Remus melt at your pursed lips parting his mouth to speak before a loud cough interrupted them looking up to come face to face with Severus.

“Is this a bad time?”

“Of course not, Severus. Did you need something?” You chirped, taking a small bite of your chocolate balls.

“I-uh... I came to deliver something for Lupin. But I can come back later-”

“She knows, Severus.”

“Right. Well, I didn’t see you in the Shrieking Shack last night and I was wondering where you were.”

“A certain Muggle Studies Professor was with me last night. She stayed with me up until I morphed back, and even then she walked me back to the Hospital Wing.” A small smile tugged at your lips, rolling your eyes at the dramatic tone of his voice. “Dare I say she even gave me mouth to mouth-”

“Alrighty Mister! That’s enough of that.” Hastily standing up from your seat, chuckling at his words brushing your hair out of your face. Severus had the smallest of smirks on his face as he helped you not trip over the sea of desks. “I’ll be in my office if you need me, Lupin. If anything, and I mean anything bothers you just call for me and I’m there,”

“You don’t have-”

“I know. But I want to...” You whispered softly, reaching over to press a much awaited kiss onto Remus’ cheek holding yourself there momentarily before pulling away giggling at his reddening face.

“Goodnight, Remus.”

“Goodnight...” He mumbled, waving to your retreating form waiting until you walked out of the room before slamming his face onto his desk groaning loudly. “Severus?” The dark haired man hummed in response, his eyebrows raised. “How much do I have to pay for you to hex me?”

“I’d do it for free.”

a/n: ahhhhhhhh. i wanted this to be short but i failed :( i got carried away. remus just gets me going ya know. well, i had sooo much fun writing this and took huge inspiration from the third book but if you didn’t like how it turned out don’t be afraid to message me and i’ll either edit this one or write you a completely different one. thank you for being such an amazing human being and supporting my work. you’re great! love you lots <3