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You'll Be Fine | Poly!Moonwater x Reader

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Pairing: Regulus Black x GN!Reader x Remus Lupin WC: 430 CW: Slight talks of anxiety, talks of a bad day (not really tbh), no use of Y/N, kinda a comfort fic ig? Author's Note: Idk man this is my first time writing Moonwater so hopefully it’s good. Summary: Remus comes home to you napping on Regulus.

You'll Be Fine | Poly!Moonwater X Reader

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When Remus gets home from work he doesn't expect much. Usually you and Regulus would be home before him. Both of you would usually be reading books or talking just typical things that people do when they get home to unwind a bit. 

What he hadn't expected was to come home to what seemed to be an empty and quiet home.

To say he was confused when he walked into their flat would be an understatement, normally there would be some evidence that his partners were home. But there wasn't.  

He started looking around the flat in search of you or Regulus, but he couldn't find either of you. His anxiety started to get the best of him, what if something happened, were you two okay? He felt his mind start to go a mile a minute.

Eventually he made his way to the shared bedroom and he felt his anxiety die down significantly at the sight of you sleeping on Regulus' chest while his hand ran up and down your back with a book in the other hand.

It wasn't necessarily uncommon for Remus to come home to one or both of you to be napping but it was so rare that he didnt think about it.

Regulus looked up, putting his book on his side and then pressing his finger to his lips telling Remus to speak quietly to avoid waking you up. Only then did Remus notice your tear stained cheeks, Remus brows furrowed and he shot Regulus a look that asked ‘what the hell happened?’ Regulus just sighed and spoke quietly.

“They had a bad day, nothing too terrible but it was just one of those days.”

Remus just nods and he crawls into bed next to you so that you're in between both men. He turned so that he could look at you and Regulus better, putting his hand on your hip, rubbing his thumb gently over it. 

“Everythings okay though, yeah?” Remus wisped to regulus, a look of worry still on his face. 

“All things considered, yes.'' Regulus sighs looking away from Remus for a moment but Regulus never stopped rubbing your back, he wanted you to know even in your sleep he was there for you. “They'll be fine, mon cœur. They have us and we will always be there to make sure that everything is fine.” Regulus said, looking back at Remus, who just nodded. 

Remus knew as long as you had each other in your lives that you, Regulus and him would be okay. Sometimes that's all anyone could hope for.

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1 year ago

Beautiful 😭😭😭😭

— tale as old as time

chapter two

beast!remus x beauty!reader ★ 1.9k words

The sun had risen in Riquewihr, your father's chickens clucking outside of your small home on the outskirts of town. You tiptoed through the house to not wake up your father, grabbing and putting on your shrug that was laying over a chair. Collecting the book you had to return to Mister Longbottom from the dining room table you left the house, making your way into the town's center. You wrapped your shrug tighter around you as the brisk morning air ran a chill over you, your shoes echoing over the cobblestone path. You always went to the bakery first to make sure you got the freshest bread for you and your father.

"Good morning Madame Potter, you look puzzled." You chuckled as she walked up to the baker's stand.

"I woke up today feeling like I've lost something again, I just don't remember what." the merchant replied, one of her ceramic bowls in her hands as she looked around her space in confusion. She stopped her search to grab a fresh loaf from her basket and handing it over to you in exchange for a few coins. "Where are you off to today, amie?"

"I just finished reading this book, I'm on my way to return it now. It's about two lovers in northern Italy."

"Sounds boring." Lily scrunched her nose with a smile.

You laughed and waved at the red head , turning to walk towards the town's tiny library. You didn't have to look around to know that the other villagers were staring at you. Since arriving, your father and yourself were often pushed aside and looked down upon. Your father was older, and an inventor. Apparently being the two meant that there was something off in your head. And you, a young woman with no intention of finding herself a husband, were promised to a life of loneliness and poor lifestyle. Many assumed that once your father was gone, you would end up on the streets begging for scraps, a woman with nothing with the ability to read, deeming you useless.

Lucky for you, friendship was easily found in Lily Potter and Frank Longbottom, the kind owner of the library. You continued your stroll, the bell tower ringing to indicate the start of the day.

 Tale As Old As Time

The town square was the most colorful part of the village, stands full of perfectly picked flowers and buckets of the season's harvests. Vendors shouted over the crowd selling textiles and meats, a cleaver just barely missing your arm as you got pushed around the hustle and bustle of the market.

"Y/N!

A self proclaimed war hero. An arrogant hunter who all the women in the village were in love with. Evan Rosier was Riquewihr's most eligible bachelor, his tall stature and aristocratic features apparently the best thing since fresh bread. He wasn't the brawniest, but he held himself such a way that made all the ladies swoon.

"Here, beautiful flowers for a beautiful lady."

You did your best to keep a polite smile on your face as Evan just about shoved the bouquet into your arms. This unfortunately wasn't your first encounter with the hunter, and you feared it wasn't the last. You knew he was considered the most handsome man in the village, but no amount of attractiveness could overlook such a sour and vain personality. Glancing down at the colorful arrangement of flowers in her hands, you nodded towards Evan and took a step back to continue on your stroll.

"Thank you Evan, I'll see you-"

"Dinner, tonight. I'll arrive just before sundown." he smirked,

"Sorry, I'm busy!" You began walking away from him, the flowers slowly getting ripped apart as you squeezed you way through the crowd to further distance from him. Apologies Mister Longbottom, the books will have to wait for another day.

"Not too busy for a gentleman's company, I'm sure!"

You weaved around the market, slipping into an alleyway, holding your breath to hear if he was nearby. As soon as you saw him strut by, you let out a breath of relief, letting yourself leaning against the stone wall for a moment before turning towards the direction of your house.

Surprisingly, Evan wasn't even the worst part of Riquewiher. The villagers weren't as good at whispering as they thought, or perhaps they meant for you to hear all of the mean comments they made daily. You weren't oblivious to the nasty glares and insults. You didn't share the same miniscule mindset as everyone else, and you wished that one day you could leave it all behind and explore what else the world has to offer. Until then, your books will have to do.

With your little cottage just up ahead, the coast felt clear. But of course with your luck, an obnoxious smile and shiny boots stopped you in your path.

"That's a nice book you have there."

"Evan, do you read?"

You stand there looking confused as he let out a boisterous laugh, shaking his head. "What kind of man do you take me for, of course I don't."

"Of course, how silly of me to assume there was anything in that head of yours besides.. well, is there even a brain in there?"

"Ladies mustn't speak like—" You shut the door behind and blew out a breath, relieved to be at home in your safe space. Hearing your father's whistling from the dining room table, you smiled and walked over to him hunched over his newest invention. It seemed to be his favorite project, a small metal replica of what you believed to be your old family home in Paris. Inside sat tiny figurines identical to your father, mother, and a small bundle which had to have been yourself.

"I don't think the villagers like me very much."

"What's not there to like about you? You're beautiful, very smart, and most importantly, you're kind." he sent you a certain look, the side of his mouth twitching up. "Sort of like someone I used to know."

Your eyes softened at his response. It warmed your heart to know that no matter how much time went on since your mother's passing, his love for her never faded.

Your father gives you a sympathetic smile, coming over to kiss the top of your head before turning back around to collect his things and packing them in a trunk. That's right, it was the time of year that your father left town and traveled to the market to sell his work and meet other creatives. Though you'd missed him dearly, his trips took no longer than a few days.

"Alright my little flower, what shall I bring you back?"

"You already know father. All I'd like is a rose."

 Tale As Old As Time

The journey to the market was a relatively easy and familiar one. Your father and family horse, Philippe, take the same woodland route every few months. Upon reaching a fork in the road he doesn't remember existing, a breeze of cold air runs through the forest, sending a bit of a chill throughout his body.

"Well Philippe, we've got to make sure we pick the right path." he laughed to himself , nudging the horse towards the right. This path was unfamiliar, but it couldn't take him too far off from his destination. Besides, he'd look bad making that joke to Phillippe only to take the opposite route.

He had to say, the treetops blocking out the sun did make it a little chillier, and the lack of the usual river he followed deprived him from the calming sounds of the running water. The two continued on through the forest, making the most of the greenery and the.. snow?

Philippe's hoof clacking became muffled as the fluffy snowfall increased, a far away howl waking up the artist from his calm state. He was not at the age to try an outrun any wolves, especially not with the precious cargo he had strapped to his horse. Nudging his hooved friend with his calf, they carefully trotted along. The sun had begun setting an hour later, making it harder to see for the older man. Philippe and himself were tired, they were not expecting for this journey to take as long as it had, perhaps he should've taken the left path instead. Just as he was about to give and set up camp among the trees, metal gates came into view. As they got closer, he realized that the metal gates stood at the entrance of a large garden, with an even larger castle standing tall behind it.

With the drop in temperature, your father wasted no time in passing through the gates, tying Philippe up outside, and entering the castle. The foyer was dark, apart from the warm glow from the crackling fireplace. He quickly made his way over to the the heat, rubbing his hands together and letting out a big sigh of relief from escaping the cold even just for a moment.

A clinking of ceramic pulled his attention away from the fire, eyes scanning the room. They finally fell upon a a teacup sitting on a saucer, sliding across the floor in his direction. The teacup then looked up at him with his eyes and spoke. "Mum said I wasn't allowed to move, in case I scare you. But you looked cold so I thought you might like a hot cup of tea."

He blinked, nodded politely while his mind ran a thousand kilometers a minute. "Right, well.. I actually-"

Your father may not be young enough to outrun wolves but he hopes he's faster than this teacup. Philippe's lead had never been untied faster, hoping he was only experiencing hypothermia induced hallucinations while inside. He mounted the horse find his way to his original destination when he notices rose vines nearby, a speckles of red peeking out from the sheet of snow.

"Oh," A cloud of cold breath joins his laugh, "How could I forget?"

Jumping off Philippe, he step towards the prettiest flower to take home to you, when a deep snarl stops him in his tracks. He looks up just as the shadow looming over him presents itself, shaggy fur and giant horns making him fall back onto the snow. He tries to crawl quickly back to Philippe but the monster took hold of his arm and dragged him back into the castle. The frightened horse manages to escape and run off, leaving his owner in the hands of the massive predator.

"Please, let me go! I'll never tell a soul I was here, I promise!" his cries echoed through the candle-lit stairwells on the towers, reaching no one. Roughly thrown into the cell by the creature, he sat with his back against the wall and held his arm in pain.

"Oh I'll make sure of it." The giant beast growled lowly, locking the cell door and stomping away.

Your father had slumped down in his cell, his heart feeling heavy thinking of you alone back home. The stone was ice cold and rough, and the cell had a large opening that led to nothing but what seemed to be a fifty foot drop to his death.

On the steps leading to the West Wing sat a clock, a candelabra, a teapot, and a teacup. They watched in sorrow as their master stomped passed by them to his bedroom where an encased rose sat, one of its enchanted petals falling off and wilting away.

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Late Night Shenanigans | The Marauders x Reader

Hogwarts on the night of a full moon.

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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Time Turner

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Word Count: 4,230 words

Warnings: cursing, fluff, and some bickering between the two groups

December 6th, 1976. The East Wing. 11:37 pm.

Her hand had a tight grip on her wand, eyeing the empty corridor. The corridor looked different to her, it looked not nearly as weathered. No matter how much she prayed over and over hoping it was all a coincidence, she knew nothing would change the outcome of the situation. Not too long ago she was standing by the Greenhouses with a group of friends, twirling a necklace that they had found out by the Forbidden Forest. Next thing you know, she was left outside by herself, the necklace clutched in her hand. Diana wasn't stupid, she knew that the necklace they were messing with was a time turner. Which is why she took it upon herself to let the cool metal rest against her neck in case anything had happened. And something indeed, did happen.

"Lumos" She whispered, almost wincing at the harsh light coming from the wand. The light blue hue emitting from the tip of her wand lit up the corridor, making it easier for her to find her way down the hallway without bumping into any unknown objects. She slowly advanced forward, recognizing where she was at almost straight away, a reassuring smile making its way onto her face. 

The small sounds coming from the end of the corridor calmed her down, knowing she was close to the Herbology classroom. Diana was rather fond of going there in her free time with a classmate of hers; Neville Longbottom. Neville was one of the sweetest guys in her grade, clumsiest, but sweetest nonetheless. At the mention of her friends name she felt a pang in her heart, knowing she was far from home and seeing her friends seemed like a silver lining in this night. The second she had muttered the counterspell, darkness engulfed her vision, a loud thump was heard further down the hall making her freeze up.

"Padfoot! You said the coast was clear-"

"-it was! Stop being so loud, it could be a professor for Godric's sa-"

"-SHH... I think I see someone"

The sound of bickering male voices echoed throughout the empty corridor, sent the curly haired witch into a frenzy, ducking underneath the dark oak bench resting on a nearby wall. Diana nuzzled her way underneath the bench pressing herself as close as possible to the wall, holding back a gasp at how cold stone felt against her burning skin. Her hand was tightly wrapped around her wand waiting for the set of footsteps to pass by, but they never came.

"Who's there?" A voice let out, shortly after they had spoken a loud grunt followed. She felt her eyes bulge out of her head as four set of feet appeared a couple feet away from the bench in the blink of an eye, confusion making its way onto her face. Diana gripped her wand tighter, nearly letting out a yelp as a pebble embedded itself into the soft flesh of her cheek, wiping away at her face as quietly as she could holding her breath.

"Peter, you're insufferable. We don't go around asking to get expelled. I would much rather students not know about us, I have a reputation to obtain." From her position under the bench she could barely make out their faces, but she still noted that the one on the far left was the one speaking. From what she could tell, he was tall but he wasn't as tall as the two boys standing on either side of him. She caught sight of an even shorter guy, unlike the pudgy boy who was only an two or three inches shorter than the tallest, he seemed the one closer to her height.

"Let's go inside before Moony here passes out from exhaustion"

"I'm not even tired Pads-"

"-shut it, Moonsey. You're tired."

She let out slight sound that resembled a cough, instantly tensing up pressing her face onto the cold stone floor. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Who the hell put all this dust here, she thought to herself angrily tugging her hair out of from underneath her chest, trying to let her hair cover her face as much as possible. The laughter coming from the four boys faded, a long silence quickly filled the corridor. She mentally cursed herself once again, tugging her robes closer to her body, seeing a set of footsteps come closer to her.

"Homenum Revelio" She let out a small squeal, feeling her body being tugged out from underneath the bench, like a hand had wrapped around her entire body, her skirt riding up her thighs. She immediately pulled down the thick fabric of the skirt, scrambling up onto her feet rubbing her thighs painfully as they had rubbed onto the stone floor rather harshly. Her hands brushed away small strands of hair that had managed to fall onto her face, eyeing the four dark silhouettes standing menacingly in front of her.

Lumos, she thought to herself, letting the light shine towards them. Her breath got stuck in her throat as she saw their faces, nearly freezing up as she locked eyes with the spitting image of Harry Potter. One of the guys was sporting dark brown hair, that fell a little above his shoulders in perfect semi curls. His features were sharp, and his eyes pierced into hers, a mischievous glint in his eyes. The guy standing next to him had bright hazel colored eyes, small hints of grey swirled in there, hidden behind the infamous pair of round glasses, his messy black hair splayed in all sorts of different directions. Huh, I just thought Harry hated fixing his hair.

Beside him was the guy she assumed to be her height, but he surprisingly was about 4 inches taller than her with fairly blonde hair, and big green eyes. His cheeks were slightly rosy and covered in faint freckles, but his overall appearance made him look fairly young compared to his friends. The one whose eyes had caught her attention were watching with such curiosity, his big eyes were glossed over with sleep, but they still looked absolutely breathtaking. Long, pale white scars scattered his face, along with a number of freckles splattered on his cheeks.

"Why were you hiding underneath the bench?" The shorter guy muttered, his voice surprisingly deeper than she had expected making her eyebrows raise a bit. This guy was just full of surprises, she waved her wand around in a series of tiny circles, letting small spurts of fire reach all lamps in the hall. A warmth spread throughout the seemingly cold corridor making her relax slightly, running her tongue over her bottom braces out of habit. Carefully tucking her wand into her robes, making sure not to let her guard down around the four of them.

"No particular reason. But what I will tell you is that I'm waiting to hide out until morning, so I can get to Professor Dumbledore and speak with him" She explained, straightening out her uniform, catching sight of the bright yellow patch on her left breast pocket which filled her with comfort knowing she was safe as long as she kept cover. Looking back up at the guys, a look of confusion and bewilderment displayed across their faces. The guy with glasses walked forward, his hand jutted out in front of him a cheeky smile making its way onto his face, deep dimples poking out on his cheeks.

"Well, we will help you on your so called 'hiding out'. I'm James. James Potter" He spoke, his voice full of mischief, a sense of cockiness radiating off of him. She grasped his hand, a feeling of familiarity washing over her as she heard him utter his last name shaking it firmly shifting her hand away eyeing the other three catching sight of the lion of their robes. Of course I would get the luck of bumping into a group of Gryffindor boys.

"I'm Sirius Black" The tall guy stepped up, grasping her hand in his and kissing the back of it softly. Her eyebrows furrowed pulling her hand away slightly flustered, tucking one of her loose curls away from her face. A small motion in her peripheral vision caught her attention, turning towards the guy with the scars whose hand was out a tired look adorning his face. Grasping his hand making eye contact the whole time, seeing a cheeky glint in his eyes before he turned away tucking his hands into his pockets.

"I'm Remus Lupin, and that's Peter Pettigrew." Peter faced her, giving her a crooked smile tilting his head slightly towards the floor as a sign of greeting. She waved awkwardly a teasing grin making its way onto her face, pointing her gaze down at the floor kicking the stone floor slightly before looking back up at them. Harry had never gone into full detail about his father and friends, which meant that she would have to go and learn all about the infamous Marauders, eyeing them curiously.

"I'm Diana Lopez. I should probably get going, it was nice to meet you guys! It sounded like you guys were pretty eager to get Moony to bed." She teased, seeing Remus' face flush slightly smacking a chuckling Sirius, seeing the dark haired boy winking at the curly haired witch. She rolled her eyes looking around the empty corridor a small movement catching her eye, instinctively pulling out her wand flicking it slightly towards the floor a huge gust of wind blowing the fire out. If it had been a professor, they would have asked what they were doing out of bed. And since she heard nothing, she could only assume that it had been a student eavesdropping on their conversation. The four boys pulled their wands out, turning all sorts of directions leaving no place undetected. Remus' once tired mood seem to sober up his eyes scanning his surroundings attentively. Diana casted a silent muffliato so no one would hear any spells or incantations being shouted, her grip on her wand tightening.

"Expelliarmus" Diana shouted pointing her wand toward the direction of the movement. A small grunt followed, the sound of wood clattering to the floor catching her attention. Picking up her speed jogging towards the direction, seeing a blur of robes lean down to pick up their wand swishing their wand in my direction. Her adrenaline kicked in, her instincts backing her up completely sending her wand into a flurry without a second thought.

"Stupefy!"

"Protego!" She instinctively shouted, seeing the harsh amber light clashing with the light grey streak coming towards her. The tall silhouette turned around running down the corridor, their footsteps echoing as they got further away. Her feet picked up their pace, nearly catching up to the running figure that unexpectedly happened to turn a harsh right, catching her off guard. The footsteps behind her grew fainter as her speed increased, seeing the guy in front of her slow down. She leaped, feeling the wind rush through her hair before feeling his back crash onto her chest as they both came tumbling down. A loud grunt left her body as she felt the soft, plush grass on her legs wrapping an arm around the figure below her rather tightly pointing her wand at him.

"Petrificus Totalus" She muttered, seeing his body freeze up. Her hands twirled him around locking eyes with a pair of harsh brown eyes, that seemed to be staring up at her angrily. She waved her wand around the two of them, muttering an incantation to hide them from the eyes of the approaching 4 boys. Diana flicked her wand, seeing him unfreeze and then scramble up to his feet. His breathing was heavy, and his eyes were glaring daggers into her. The moonlight gave some light in the dark evening, letting her get a good view of his sharp features. His long, silky black hair hung a bit past his shoulder flowing softly from the wind his body towering over her. He stood a good half a foot taller than her, his anger radiating off of him letting her know what she had done had truly pissed him off.

"Do you find this amusing?! I'll-"

"Shh... you don't want them to hear you, do you?" Cutting him off rather aggressively with a sense of urgency in her voice stepping outside of the bubble coming face to face with the group, a look of relief washing over their faces.

"You're fast-" Peter choked out, his cheeks a bright shade of red. Diana giggled, letting her hands rest casually in front of her eyeing the group. Sirius' eyes were still on high alert, looking around for any hidden students lurking around, along with Remus whose body still seemed rather stiff.

"Just a bit. But, uhm... don't worry about the person. I'm pretty sure they ran into the Forbidden Forest out of fear,"

"Well aren't you just the sweetest, look at her Moonsey. She's already looking out for us," Sirius teased, wrapping his muscular arm around her shoulder crushing her into his chest. She tried to push against him, but to no avail letting out a huff of air letting the shaggy haired boy swing her back and forth, "Come on, love. Fight back," Diana shrugged, bringing her knee to meet his jewels sending the boy crumpling to the floor. The other Marauders burst out laughing, mainly out of surprise that she had the balls to knee Sirius.

"H-holy fuck..."

"You alright there, Siri?"

"I'm pretty sure I saw the light there-"

"Oh stop being so over dramatic." Diana bent down, letting the boy wrap his arm around her shoulders standing up to his full height some of his weight resting on her, "Would any of you guys like your man back?"James chuckled, making his way over to her practically hoisting Sirius up a grin etched on his face at the pained look on his face.

"We'll see you later, Diana. Don't have too much fun without us,"

"Wouldn't dare dream about it," She waved to the four boys, seeing them jostling the shaggy haired boy around laughing to herself facing the open space off to her side letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding, waving her wand seeing the bubble waver the tall man start making its way through stuffing it into her robe pocket. Her hands brushed some leaves that had managed to get on her robes, tugging her rising skirt down her tan legs looking back up at the guy with the harsh brown eyes.

"I'm sorry for coming at you like that, I thought you were someone who wasn't supposed to be there. But I didn't mean to cause any damage. I'm Diana...Diana Lopez. Nice to meet you." She apologized, jutting her hand out a sheepish smile on her face. His eyes trailed down to her awaiting hand taking it into his large hand, shaking it rather firmly before letting his hand hang down by his side. Running his fingers through his hair, shoving his hands into his slacks drumming his thumbs on his thighs from inside his pockets, a nasty habit he had gotten into after 4th Year.

"Severus Snape... you didn't disarm me because of The Marauders, right?"

"The- the who?!" She chuckled feigning confusion, looking up at him through her glasses, her nose crinkling up cutely as she let out a tiny giggle. Dear god, this is not possible. My Potions Professor is standing in front of me. Would it be illegal to say that I find all these men attractive? Diana- you cannot find them attractive, she scolded herself, her face flushing pink. Realization dawned on him, realizing that she truly wasn't lying about why she had disarmed him.

"Nevermind that. I best be off to my dorm..." He announced turning on his heel walking away from the small girl, with the curly locks whose hair was almost the same length as his. The leather of his shoes contrasting nicely with the plush grass, taking large strides to get to his dorm quicker nearly jumping out of his skin as he saw her walking beside him, her legs having to take faster and shorter strides to keep up with his long strides. She eyed his feet noticing they had slowed down so she could keep up, a grin making its way onto her face looking up at him nodding at him in appreciation.

"A Hufflepuff, huh? How come I've never seen you before?" Severus broke the silence holding the door open to the girl, shutting it softly as they entered the warmer hallway. He saw that she had tensed up at the mention of that, immediately racking his brain with a new topic to change the topic, his hands getting clammy of the thought of the first decent student he's met in a while being uncomfortable. The question Severus has asked filled her heart with a pang of hurt, not knowing when she would be able to return back to her friends and family. She sighed, facing him from her sitting position on a ledge that they had sat on, after walking for a couple of minutes in a comforting silence.

"You're not gonna believe me but it's better to get things off my chest than to hold them in, am I right? Well...I came here because of a time turner. The time turner had been broken before these girls that I was with started messing with the 'pretty necklace' so I put it on in case anything did happen. And next thing you know, I bumped into those four, the ones you call 'The Marauders'. So I truly don't know how I'm going to get back... especially since I have no idea how many turns they managed to do considering how far back I went." She explained, running her hands through her messy curls catching Severus' eye, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. The silence grew longer, her nerves getting the best out of her with every second ticking by. Severus stood up, jerking his head as a sign for her to get up and follow him. Diana stood up pulling her robes closer to her body, shivering slightly as the wind had gotten increasingly got colder the longer the night dragged on. He waved his wand at her silently without her noticing, keeping his eyes staring ahead a warmth washing over her, feeling her whole body fill up with the warmth sighing contently.

"Come on... I think sleep is needed for the two of us. If you don't mind, we will be making a trip to my dorm. The guys who had to share a dorm with me, were too scared of me so they are sharing with other guys in our year. Pretty irrational if you ask me... but you get to have a whole room to yourself" She giggled quietly letting the comforting silence dawn over the two of them. Severus reached behind him wrapping his hands around her robe, tugging her into a secret entrance, hearing her gasping softly as a secret door had opened out of the blue. If she was being completely honest she had zoned out and had no idea how they had gotten there, and what he had done to let himself into the common room. His grip had loosened, removing his hold on her entirely swishing his wand around the pair letting themselves melt into their surroundings, gesturing her to follow him. Her small legs could only go so far, trying to keep up with him nearly bumping into him as he slowly came to a stop. The smell of mint and aftershave filled her nostrils, a smell that was so far fetched from what the Hufflepuff common room smelt like, but she didn't seem to mind it as much.

"My dorm isn't messy or anything, but be careful not to touch anything of mine. All of my belongings are jinxed so only I can lay a finger on them." Severus explained, turning the silver knob opening the door for her to pass through. She was in awe at the gorgeous emerald walls, the light grey curtains framing the window nicely giving the room an elegant vibe to it. There were four empty beds, all adorned with the same emerald comforter, fluffy white pillows pressed against the headrest. Diana liked the coziness of the room, unlike the weird sensation she felt in the main common room area before she could continue admiring the room he had turned the lights on. The room looked even prettier, the emerald practically sparkled with the help of the vibrant light in the room, the silver lining on the sheets giving it that final touch. She could immediately tell which one was his by the letters and photographs taped to the wall surrounding the bed farthest from the other three empty beds, small journals and trinquets adorning the dresser beside his bed.

"Woah... your room is absolutely breathtaking. I like the decorations by the way, gives the room a homier feeling." She giggled, playfully shoving against him his body going rigid. He wasn't used to people touching him without intending to hurt him. The last person to have done that was Lily Evans, but he brushed it off knowing those weren't her intentions. 

Diana sluggishly walked over to the bed closest to the window plopping down tiredly, face first into the cool comforter. The comforter was soft, and cozy which only egged her to not move from her current position but knew she had to get dressed out of her uniform. A switch going off in her head, lifting her head up staring at Severus who was already staring her. Standing up a sheepish smile on her face, making her way over to him after having kicked her shoes off at the foot of the bed. He eyed her curiously, tugging his robes off placing them on a coat hanger near his dresser, fiddling with his emerald striped tie tugging it off his neck tossing it on the bed. Diana’s heart fluttered a little bit at the sight of him undressing in front of her, shaking her head of those thoughts about her professor.

"I umh...need something to sleep into... do you think-"

"-Lily left something here that belonged to James. And a few of her other clothes... I was going to throw them into the fireplace but you seem to need them more" He muttered quietly, making his way over to his trunk pulling out an oversized maroon sweater the words Quidditch Captain stitched across the back in a lovely golden thread. Diana ran her finger over the name embedded into the left breast; James F. Potter. Severus handed her a pair of clothes that were neatly folded, her small hands clutching the soft fabric thanking him quietly. She scanned the room for a bathroom, briskly walking over to the cold room proceeding to shut the door behind her.

Diana stared into her reflection, her doe eyes staring back at her as she proceeded to undress. Her wand was set on the counter, along with her robes that contrasted deeply with the stark white marble counter. The grey sweater coming off her body shivering as the cold air touched her, goosebumps covering her body, leaving her in her white button up and black skirt. After she had stripped to just her undergarments and a pair of white knee high socks that she had found, oddly enough, stuffed into the clothes she was handed, but she wasn't complaining. Her hands steadily picked up a soft pair of shorts out of the options she had, pulling it over her legs, hastily tugging the thick sweater over her head inhaling the sweet scent of mango, the soft fabric coming to mid thigh. 

Granted she did have to adjust the size of the shorts since they were a tad bit too small around her hips, but besides that the clothes fit her nicely and comfortably. Tossing her clothes into the hamper, hopefully to wash them tomorrow morning considering she had no other clothes. A knock on the dark oak door interrupted her train of thoughts, hurriedly opening the door locking eyes with a startled Severus. His eyes trailed up and down her figure, nodding hastily letting her come back into the room her hands fiddling with her wand, setting it down noisily on the dresser beside the bed she had chosen. A soft clank echoed through the room as her 12" wand clattered to the floor a blush making its way onto her face bending over hastily to pick her wand off the floor. She huffed opting for opening a drawer, and gently placing the wand inside.

"Are you comfortable?" His voice echoed through the nearly empty room, scratching his head awkwardly. She nodded going underneath the comforter, moaning quietly at how comfortable the cold sheets felt letting her body melt into the plush beds. Severus' head snapped up at the sound, his heart beat increasingly slightly before he pushed the restless feelings deep down.

"Goodnight, Severus,"

"Goodnight, Diana..."

That climbing sensation was something he had spent years trying to push away but everything the curly haired witch did managed to weasel her way into every crevice, clambering into bed waving his wand letting the lights fade away, sleep overcoming the both of you.

a/n: i wanted to publish a finished series, instead of making some of you wait for ‘Draco Malfoy and his Rose Pt.3′ and ‘For Merlin’s Sake Pt.2′. this series is based around the marauders and snape. thank you lovelies for understanding <3

part 2 is posted!


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Hi babe! I love your work! Could you maybe write something with adult lupin x younger plus size reader where both of them have insecurities and it causes tragic moments in their relationship. And siriues is there like "why am i the only person with a brain". I know its vague bit I have been having a lot of body image issues, especially with my saggy tits and belly. I just think I am disgusting rn. I just need some positivity to believe someone can actually love me.

Little Things | Remus Lupin x Reader

Hi Babe! I Love Your Work! Could You Maybe Write Something With Adult Lupin X Younger Plus Size Reader

word count: 1,960 words

warnings: talk of body image insecurities, cursing, slight making out

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A loud grunt left her lips, running her fingers through her hair in a tense manner. She had spent nearly an hour trying to get her new dress that she had bought to sit differently, pulling it every which way so it wasn’t as tight as it was. But to no avail. She huffed plopping down on the bed, eyeing herself in the mirror across from her. Recently she had gained some weight but she didn’t think it would change her sizing too much, so whenever she spotted this gorgeous summer dress she bought it without a second thought. Excitedly hurrying to throw the dress on, but now that she had it on she didn’t even want to step foot outside of her bedroom. A soft knock on her door snapped her out of her trance, making her way to open it, throwing on a smile.

Her eyes locked with a beautiful pair of hazel eyes, his smile easing any of her worries. He made his way inside his eyes racking over her body, his lips curling even higher as he reached out and messed with the soft fabric. She tried to make sure her face didn’t give away what she was currently feeling, allowing her boyfriend to circle around her his hands trailing over every inch of her.

“You look gorgeous, honey. Is this dress new?”

“Yes. I just got it this morning, but… it kinda fits weird doesn’t it?” She murmured softly, tilting her head as she took another glance at herself in the mirror. Remus shook his head at his girlfriend, moving to stand in front of her locking eyes with her. He gently cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss onto her lips. She smiled into the kiss, holding his hands against her face as he deepened the kiss.

“Of course not, sweetie. It looks absolutely amazing on you. Look at you! This color makes you look so good,” She giggled at his sweet words, kissing his plump lips back allowing herself to see what he was currently looking at. I guess he’s not wrong… my boobs looks fucking amazing in this dress. Running her fingers over the fabric, humming happily.

“Are you ready to go?”

“Almost, I still need to grab shoes.” Remus looked down at her feet, realizing she in fact was not wearing shoes kicking her big toe softly. She giggled, wiggling her toes at him making the sandy haired boy laugh. “Moveeee, you’re in my way.”

The subtlest flash of anxious thoughts made her spin around on her heel,“Now that I'm thinking about it...I think I might change my dress,” 

“What if I stand right…here” Remus sneaked his arms around her waist, eyeing her sweet face, a smirk making its way onto his face. Before she could ask any questions, he was throwing her onto their bed making her yelp. He trailed his fingers down her sides making her squirm, trying to run away from his tickling fingers. She laughed loudly at his , attempting to wiggle away but his firm thighs held her in place. Remus blew his hair out of his face, his cheeks a slight shade of pink.

“Remus! Stop! I’m gonna pee myself!”

“Why would I do that? You look so cute when you’re underneath me,” He teased her, enjoying watching her cheeks blaze a bright shade of red. She pouted at the hazel eyed boy, admitting defeat allowing him to pepper her face in hundreds of kisses. “Please- don’t- change- you- look- beautiful” 

She huffed, knowing that lying to Remus never went well. That boy could read her inside and out. To this day, she still hasn't been able to lie to the boy. No matter how hard she tried. Remus eyed her a playful glint in his eyes, a hand on either side of her face.

“Okay fine, I just wanted to put on a looser dress.”

“Aha, I knew it,”

“But, I’ll keep this on. I kind of like the way it makes my boobs sit,”

“Me too,” The boy murmured under his breath, making the girl smack his shoulder playfully. He chuckled, pressing a kiss onto her forehead rolling off of her. “Come on, love. We’re gonna be late. Sirius will kill us if we’re late,”

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Sirius had invited you guys over to celebrate his birthday, happily letting you guys know beforehand that he was going to be very much ‘out of it’ as he quoted. The pair arrived to the party on time, even after spending a couple minutes trying to find her pair of shoes that she had wanted to wear with this dress in specific. Remus had decided to wear a button up shirt that matched the color of her dress, almost, it was a shade or two darker but it made him look drop dead gorgeous. Sirius playfully gagged at how you guys had shown up color coordinating, his smile as wide as ever.

“Hello, lovebirds! I almost thought you guys weren’t gonna make it,”

“We wouldn’t miss it for the world, Siri. Happy Birthday!!” She excitedly wrapped her arms around the tall dark haired wizard, who happily wrapped his arms around her short frame. Sirius stuck his tongue out at Remus, who rolled his eyes at his childish antics. Sirius held them there a couple seconds too long, trying to rile up the werewolf. 

“Mmm, your hugs truly are the best. Remus, you don’t mind if I steal her for the night do you?”

“I do, actually. She looks better with my arm around her, than yours,” Remus teased, tugging her away from his best friend. Sirius chuckled, wrapping his arms around his friend hugging him tightly. “Plus, I think she likes me a lot more than you.”

“That’s what she wants you to think, Moony.” Sirius scoffed, pulling away from the sandy haired boy making his way inside but not before sending her a wink. She rolled her eyes at his flirty antics, looping her arm through Remus’ as they followed Sirius inside.

Sirius wasn’t lying when he said that he was going to be out of it. That man had his kitchen table full of nothing but alcohol, and maybe an occasional finger food here and there. He had somehow turned his living room into a dance floor, with lights everywhere and music blasting.

He was currently dancing to a favorite song of his, with his top off- not too sure on how quickly he managed that. The young girl shook her head at the man, giggling with Lily at the way Sirius and James were trying to coax Remus out onto the dance floor.

“Those boys are a horrible influence,”

“You can say that again- oh god, please tell me they’re not trying to get him to take his shirt off. “ Lily shook her head, eyeing the trio. James had also joined Sirius in removing his shirt, his glasses sitting skewed on his nose. The short girl let out a small breath she didn’t realize she was holding, her grip on her drink tightening.

“Come on, Moony! Show me- hic- those abs,” Sirius hiccuped, tugging at Remus’ button up. Remus’ eyes were wide, trying to escape his death grip. “It’s not as bad as it seems-”

“Yes it is,” The hazel eyed boy scolded, holding his cardigan close to his chest trying to seek an escape. Twisting his head around to make eye contact with his girlfriend who seemed to catch on, excusing herself from Lily. 

“Excuse me fellas, do you mind if I steal my lovely boyfriend for a second?” She joined the trio, removing Sirius’ fingers from Remus’ shirt flashing them a sweet smile.

Sirius pouted a whine coming from his lips leaning against the girl, wrapping his arms around her. Her eyes grew wide as her face was being smothered against his bare chest, putting her hands up to set a little bit of a distance between the two of them.

“Nooooo… if I can’t have Moony, can I take you then?”

“Alright, Sirius, I think you’ve had a little too much to drink.” Lily scolded, trying to get the boy off of her. Sirius tightened his grip on you, his warm breath fanning over her face as he pressed a wet kiss onto her nose. He proceeded to cover her reddening face in wet kisses, ignoring the redhead trying to detach him from the girl. Crinkling her nose at the cold that was on her from her face being slobbered on. “How about you go hug, James?” 

“James!”

“Padfoot!”

The girl wiped off her face hurriedly, making her way over to Remus who looked frazzled. She wrapped her arms around him, cooing at the boy making their way into the kitchen.

“Honey… you okay?”

“I-I don’t know why I freak out. I-Im sorry. I guess I just really didn’t want them to see me under this shirt-”

“Hey, it’s okay. There’s no need to apologize, I should have stepped in sooner. But, it’s okay. It’s over now. Come here, honey.” She wrapped her arms around the shaken up Marauder, who hugged her back tightly.

They both stayed in that position just holding one another, soft affirmations being whispered between them.

Remus had never shown his insecurities like that before.

The boys had seen him without a shirt before, but that was when they were younger. Remus had grown older and his body didn’t look the same as it did when they first started transforming. After seeing how good their bodies looked, he was rather ashamed for them to see him like that.

“I have a question…”

“Yes, honey?”

“Do… do you think my body is attractive?”

“Of course I do, Rem... Why would you ask that?”

“I just- whenever Sirius was holding you, I just- I got kind of self conscious because you could be with someone like him instead of-”

“Remus. Have you looked at yourself? You’re fucking beautiful. Everything about you is. I love Sirius to death, but I could never see myself with him. You understand how I feel when it comes to me being insecure with my weight, and you know exactly how to get me out of that headspace. Sirius has always just told me that I’m being crazy for thinking that. And while that’s sweet and all, it doesn’t really help me… and he’s Sirius.” She chuckled, running her fingers through Remus’ soft locks. “I don’t think I could see myself with that party animal,”

“But what about James-”

“Honey… they’re not you. They could never be you.” 

Remus sighed deeply, tightening his hold on her. They both have had this talk once before at one of Sirius’ pool parties, where they were both too scared to go into the pool because they didn’t want anybody to look at them. But after spending a couple minutes calming down, they had finally said ‘screw it’ and jumped in regardless.

“I love you so much.”

“I love you Rem. You and every single one of those cardigans.” He blushed, resting his forehead against her staring into her eyes. She giggled, reaching up to kiss his soft lips. Their eyes fluttered closed, deepening the kiss pressing her up against the counter. A soft moan left her lips as he bit on her bottom lip softly. Remus grinned to himself, knowing that no one could ever hear these heavenly noises coming from her sweet lips. 

“Have you guys seen- oh lord-”

“THEY’RE MAKING BABIES!”

“EW! I MAKE FOOD ON THAT COUNTER, MOONY!”

The couple giggled at the drunk pair that were pointing at them in disgust, with a blushing Lily in the back. Remus wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, holding her close to him as he watched Sirius fake gag while James held his hair back drunkenly. The blushing girl joined in holding Sirius’ hair back, patting his back. A smile made its way onto his lips as he eyed his two best friends with the love of his life.

authors note: thank you so much for this request, hon! i hope this was to your liking, i am sorry this took me forever. i want to let you know that i also struggle with body image issues, and to the both of us, we got this honey! lots of love <3


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2 years ago
Like A Renaissance Painting

Like a renaissance painting

{You admire Remus whilst he paints}

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You study the slight curve of Remus’ back as he sits in front of the small canvas, he’s shirtless because apparently he ‘works better than way’ although you’re certainly not complaining at the beautiful sight, the way small little beauty marks litter across his skin like constellations or how he has this one specific scar that stretches up the expanse of his spine that you love to trace with nimble fingers.

You watch his muscles move as he stretches, sitting up and rolling his shoulders, before reaching over to a small cup of discolored water swishing his paintbrush around then gently dipping it back into the blue paint, and he methodically moves the paintbrush across the canvas, you can’t see what he’s painting from where your laying on his bed but you just know it’s a masterpiece.

A sudden gust of wind pushes itself through the window and into his room, his thin curtains waving with the movement, “Are you getting cold dove?” He asks turning around to admire you, and you shake your head with a small ‘no’ as he gently smiles at you.

“If you get cold let me know I’ll close the window, there’s also a jumper over there, okay?” He says nodding over to where a clean pile of clothes sits neatly on his wooden dresser.

“Yeah”

He goes back to whatever he’s painting, the sun is setting, and an orangey light casts through his room, dusting against his skin, it’s a warm glow that makes him seem ethereal. Not even a full minute passes and he’s already stretching again shoulders moving in circles, you can tell he’s getting restless.

He sighs, “Alright, that’s me done,” he says standing up, he takes a seat next to where you’re laying, looking down at you with the softest eyes, and his hand gently cups your warm cheek, “How’s your head dove?” He asks, thumb smoothing over the skin.

“Better than yesterday, think your ‘magic tea’ helped” you hum as he nods with relief, he hates seeing you in pain.

“That’s good” he smiles, your hand reaching up to thread your fingers through his unkempt hair, admiring his face, and he goes all bashful under your loving gaze, “I love you” he whispers, leaning down to where your laying pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“I love you too” you smile, your chest blooming with devotion as your thumb grazes against the scar that adorns his cheek, “You’ve got paint on your face” you giggle noticing the smudge of blue that smears across his chin.

He doesn’t say anything, he’s just studying you with his lovesick eyes, so full of such care and adoration that it makes you feel giddy, butterflies flutter around in your belly as you watch his eyes flicker down to your lips.

And before you can reply with some snarky comment he’s peppering kisses all over your face, trailing off to your jaw and then shoulders, and you burst out in a fit of giggles at the sudden ticklish sensation.

“You’re so pretty, so gorgeous— just like a renaissance painting” he chuckles as you let out a groan, pushing at his shoulders as you try and break free of his hold, “M’telling the truth, you’re so lovely” he whispers, lips grazing against your jaw as he nibbles at the sensitive skin.

“Yeah yeah alright, the paint fumes are getting to your head” you chuckle and he rolls his eyes playfully laying his body weight down on you with a huff, and you cave in relishing in his warmth as your fingers tail against the scar that stretches up his spine.

“Such a sap” you sigh, looking over at the painting that he was working on, it’s not finished yet but you already know what it is, it’s you, captured by surprise in a candid Polaroid he’d taken a couple of days ago.

Remus looks up at you through his eyelashes from where his head is laying against your chest, “Do you like it?” He asks watching as you study his unfinished artwork, and he sees the joy that gleams through your eyes.

“Yes, you’ve made me look much more pret—“ he cuts you off as his hand clasps over your mouth.

“I didn’t do anything, that’s all you dove” he whispers removing his hand before pressing a loving kiss and you relish in the warmth of his lips against yours, completely heavenly.

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☾⋆AN/ hope you enjoyed my lovelies! <3


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2 years ago
Burnt Toast

Burnt toast

{Remus finds you eating a midnight snack}

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You’ve never laughed so hard in your life, the look on Remus’ face as he watches you use the same knife for the butter and jam for your very much burnt toast, the look he gives you as if you had just committed a crime right in front of him.

“Please tell me you haven’t been doing that the whole time we’ve been together” He deadpans as you laugh so hard tears blur your sight, he shakes his head softly taking the jam jar from your hands and examining the toast crumbs and butter that contaminate the sweet spread.

“You should be locked away for this” It's the seriousness in his voice that makes you laugh harder, you watch through joyful tears as he takes a teaspoon out of the cutlery drawer and starts to pick out the crumbs and butter pieces from the jar.

“You’re being ridiculous Remus,” You say through a fit of giggles watching as he picks the butter up and puts them back in the fridge, “What do you expect me to do?—- use the same knife?” You giggle as he turns back in shock as if you just asked him the most stupidest question ever.

“Yes I do, it’s cross-contamination” He can’t help but chuckle a little when you wipe the tears from your eyes still laughing, “Alright breathe lovely” he chuckles walking over to you.

“What you even doing up this time of night?” He asks looking over at the clock that read five am in bold red writing.

“Was hungry” you say regaining your composture before taking a bite from the toast, Remus’ arms wrap around your body as he stands behind you, and he presses gentle kisses against your shoulder.

“Well hurry up, it’s fucking freezing out here” he whispers resting his head on the juncture of your neck and shoulder, while you continue to eat your toast. He leans closer to you trying to steal your body warmth as the cold tiles of the kitchen sends a shiver up his spine.

“Wanna bite?” You ask, bringing the toast to his lips and he’s quick to move his head.

He looks at the brunt toast in disgust, shaking his head, “No I don’t” he chuckles, “How have you managed to burn it so bad?” he asks, face cringing a little as he watches you take another bite.

“It tastes fine,” you say, and he’s not quite sure if you’re trying to convince him or yourself.

“Yeah, I’ll take your word for that dove” He smiles, his head resting against your shoulder, the ends of his hair tickling your skin as he presses kisses against your jaw and his hands dip underneath your jumper settling against the warmth of your belly.

“Come on let’s go back to bed,” you say as he nods against you, following you back to the bedroom, and he’s quick to search for your warmth again underneath the covers, holding you close to him as you both drift off back to sleep.

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2 years ago

hi!! could i request touch starved remus lupin? loved your sirius one!!! xx

Hi!! Could I Request Touch Starved Remus Lupin? Loved Your Sirius One!!! Xx

-Remus Lupin x Reader

{Remus doesn’t want to seem clingy, he just loves your touch}

Thank you! And of course you can lovely, Enjoy! 💕💕

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Remus chews on the inside of his cheek as you tidy up the kitchen, you’ve been busy all day whether it’s work, studying or chores there was always something that had your attention, anything but him.

It’s ridiculous he thinks, you’re both adults with adult problems and yet here he is sulking because he feels pushed to the side. He blames it partly on the long week he’s had, nothing seemed to be going right and all he wants is to be wrapped up in your warm love and to forget about everything.

However he doesn’t want to come across as clingy, he cringes as the thought crosses his mind, because what if you get sick of it? Sick of him? It’s a thought that festers from some deep-rooted insecurity and he tries his best to talk himself out of thinking that way, but that’s easier said than done especially when those thoughts are at the forefront of his mind.

You smile over at him, the sweetest smile he’s ever seen and there’s an odd sense of guilt that builds up in his chest. He feels awful for moping about all day and he knows he hasn’t been the best of company.

He smiles back at you, although it’s strained it’s still a smile. “Sorry Remmy” you sigh, walking into the living room. He’s sitting on your couch, a throw blanket draped over his knees as he fiddles with the fabric. “But, I’m all done now” You look over at him, your smile dropping as he lets out a shaky sigh, he looks almost frozen as if he wants something but he’s holding back.

Your hand rests against his arm, and he feels the warmth of your palm seeping through his jumper. “Hey, did something happen at work?” You ask, your hand soothing his upper arm, and he thinks he might just start crying because you’re still so caring despite his sour mood.

“No dove, work was fine” he sighs glancing over at you, “I just missed you is all” Your heart clenches in your chest as he whispers the words, his tone so quiet that you almost miss it.

“But I’m right here,” you tell him, slightly confused about where this was coming from.

Then it hits you all at once, as you notice how tears collect in his eyes. You pull him towards you, his arms wrap around you immediately and his hands settle against your back, “It’s been a really long week” he mumbles against your shoulder, breathing you in. You turn your head to press a kiss on his cheek.

Remus pulls back slightly, still close enough that he can feel your body heat radiating against him and he rests his forehead against yours, the ends of his hair tickling your skin, “I’m yours for the entire weekend. No work, no studying, just me and you” you tell him, watching as he smiles widely, bumping his nose against yours.

Your hands cup either side of his face and he sighs softly at the warmth of your palms against his skin. He melts at the way your thumb grazes against the small scar just under his eye, he closes them as he leans into your touch.

“Sounds like a great plan lovely,” he says, his hands resting against your hips as he tugs you closer to him.

His lips press against yours as he gives you little pecks that turn into a slow and gentle kiss, “I love you” you mumble against him, the words have him smiling like a fool and he doesn’t miss the way you let out a breathy giggle.

“Say it again?” He asks dropping a kiss to your jaw.

“I love you Remus” you smile, and he reckons you might just give him heart failure as you play with his hair. He goes completely giddy with love and he can’t quite believe that it’s him you’re talking to.

“I love you too,” he says in between kisses as he litters your face with them, the feeling has you reeling with joy and you both are overtaken with laughter, a sound that has both of your hearts full of sickly love.

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2 years ago

-Remus Lupin x reader

{A lazy Sunday morning is rudely disturbed by James and Sirius, much to Remus’ dismay}

Short and sweet! Hope you enjoy as always lovelies!💕

!18! {Its a little suggestive}

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Remus loves mornings with you, how your gentle fingers run up and down the expanse of his back, he sighs against your collarbones as your fingers graze against his scars that are littered over his skin, you enjoy the roughnesses of them.

You spent the night over at his apartment, enjoying the silence since both James and Sirius were gone.

He nuzzles his nose against your neck as he presses kisses along your shoulders, “Mm, you’re so cuddly in the mornings” you giggle, running a hand through his pillow-tussled hair.

You can feel him smile into your skin as he throws a leg over your own, “You’re so warm” he says, voice still a little raspy from sleep. His hand slips underneath the oversized shirt you’re wearing, and you hum softly at the feeling. He props himself on his elbow, gazing down at you with soft eyes, “And so very pretty dove” he smiles, dropping a kiss to your shoulder, then another to the corner of your mouth.

The butterflies in your stomach are all too prominent at his loving words, and goosebumps prick at your skin as his hand traverses up your body. He notices, of course, he does he always notices the way your body reacts to him.

That’s why he decides to push his luck, leaving a hot trail of kisses along your neck, his soft lips lingering at the sensitive parts of your skin making you sigh with pleasure and it only fuels him to go further.

“I love you” he whispers, lips grazing against your jaw as he moves to lay in between your legs. He continues to pepper kisses along your skin as your fingers thread through his hair, and he smirks when your hips writhe under his own.

You gasp when he grinds down against you mimicking your own actions, “I love yo-” and before you could even get the four words out there’s a loud knock at his door. Remus lets his head drop against your shoulder as he groans.

“Come on Moony! You promised us breakfast” Sirius yells from the other side of the door, followed by James saying something about how he was ‘starving’

Remus lifts his head from your shoulder, “Talk me out of murder” he says, dropping a kiss to your shoulder as you try to stifle a laugh behind your hand.

“We couldn’t do this” you smile, tucking his hair behind his ear before leaning to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth and he hums in agreement. And despite the relentless knocking at his bedroom door he still kisses you, thumb resting against your chin as his tongue pushes against yours.

He pulls back, his forehead against yours and for a moment the sound of the knocking is drowned, it doesn’t last long enough though as both James and Sirius start hammering at the door with their fists.

You giggle as he stands up from the bed, the door swings open, “Oh come on! You’re not even dressed!?” James complains throwing his hands up in the air.

“Yeah put a shirt on you flirt” Sirius smirks, his head popping out from behind the door as he sends you a small wave greeting you a good morning, you wave back to him with a laugh.

Remus threads a hand through his hair, “Give me twenty and we’ll be ready” he huffs, watching as the pair nod their heads, and just like that the door closes again and he climbs back into bed with you.

He notices the confusion that paints your face as nuzzles back down into your arms, “Just five more minutes dove” he smiles and you don’t fight him on it as your arms wrap around his shoulders, because how could you deny that?

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1 year ago

-Remus Lupin x reader

{You and Remus go camping and make some s’mores}

It’s all fluff!! very soft!Remus because I love him, enjoy my lovelies! 💕

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It’s much chillier now the sun has set, its orangey warm light casting over the horizon. It is beautiful, and you can’t help but admire how the soft pinky colour bleeds through the clouds. It takes your breath away.

So much so that you don’t hear Remus asking you where the matches are as he pokes the dying campfire with a stick, “-Angel? The matchsticks?” He nudges your knee with his elbow, smiling at the amazement that gleams within your eyes, he wishes he had his Polaroid camera near him.

“Huh? Oh, sorry here- I was worlds away” You feel the embarrassment creep up into your chest as you hand him the box of matchsticks.

“S’alright love” you watch as he relights the fire before joining you back on the blanket you had set on the grass, he shuffles closer to you with a slight shiver, his cold hands slipping under your jumper.

You gasp, sitting upright as you grab ahold of his wrists prying his freezing hands away from your warm skin, “Remus! You just lit the fire quit using me” You try to sound as serious as possible, but it’s hard when he starts laughing. His eyes are so full of love that it makes you feel all types of giddy.

He stops trying to cypher your body heat as you clasp your hands around his, “Let me warm them up” you whisper before peppering gentle kisses along his knuckles, noticing the ever-so-tiny scar that runs along his finger. He had accidentally sliced it one drunken night when he was craving box-brownies, and he couldn’t open the box, you remember wrapping his finger in a bandage.

His chest flutters and his stomach twists with sickly love as he watches you kiss his hands before holding them between your own, caressing them. “God, you’re so lovely” he whispers, wrapping his arms around you as he tugs you closer, pressing his face into your neck.

Remus breathes you in, pressing delicate kisses along your neck, his warm lips trailing up to your jaw. “So- so lovely” he whispers against you, smiling when your breath hitches ever so softly as his lips continue to travel along your skin.

“You’re silly” you whisper, raking your fingers through his hair. He shakes his head, bringing your hand to press a kiss against your palm as he mumbles “M’not I’m being serious” against you.

He shuffles to sit behind you, his legs on either side of you as you rummage through your backpack, “Do you want dessert?” You ask as he rests his chin on your shoulder, humming in approval when you pull out the marshmallows and chocolate biscuits.

Remus watches as you skewer the marshmallows before holding them over the fire, turning them every so often. The sky was now littered with stars, and with it came a slight chill in the air. If it weren’t for Remus sitting behind you with his arms wrapped around your middle, it would be a lot more colder.

“You’re so pretty” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your shoulder then another to your jaw, his hands slipping under your jumper once again to settle against your tummy.

You smile, softly shaking your head, “Stop distracting the cook” you tease as you sandwich one of the toasted marshmallows between two chocolate-covered biscuits, handing it to Remus, whose chin is still resting against your shoulder. You can’t help but chuckle as he takes the whole thing into his mouth.

“Oh my god, Remus” you giggle, as he licks his lips, nodding his head in approval, his eyes wide with delight.

He watches as you eat the sweet treat, smiling to himself softly as he notices the chocolate that collects in the corner of your mouth.

“Oh baby, you’ve got a little something” he whispers gently cupping your jaw, the tips of his fingers are surprisingly cool against your warm cheek. He turns your face to look at him.

Remus takes a moment to admire you. His eyes are so gentle as they study your face, and you can’t help but feel slightly embarrassed. The feeling soon dissipates as he presses his lips against yours. The taste of coffee and the sweetness of the chocolate only makes you want to deepen the kiss.

The position isn’t the most comfortable. It makes you pull away from him, shuffling to sit in front of him instead. “C’mere” he whispers, pulling you into him, kissing you once more, his hands on either side of your face.

He kisses you with so much love that it makes go dizzy. It’s in the way he holds your face and the way he sighs against your lips before kissing, again and again, until you are left breathless, resting your forehead against his.

It’s so quiet, the only thing you can hear is the distant sounds of nature and Remus’ soft breaths, and you swear if you focus enough you can hear his heartbeat.

He leans back against the tree making room for you to sit between his legs, and you do so without hesitation. Resting your head against his chest as he talks endlessly about stars and their constellations, you find yourself wishing you could spend eternity in this very moment.

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1 year ago
-Cowboy!Remus Lupin X Reader

-Cowboy!Remus Lupin x Reader

{You’re the preachers daughter but God be damned he just can’t keep away even if it’s to see you for just a small moment.}

Cowboy Remus, you have saved lives. Enjoy lovelies 💕

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The sunset casts over the horizon, painting the clouds in the prettiest colours, a pinky-orangey mixture swirling throughout the sky. It makes for a beautiful sight as Remus makes his way through the plains on his brown Spanish Mustang, a loyal horse that’s been with him through thick and thin.

He knows where he’ll end up, back at your father’s small ranch house despite the tiny part of his mind that screams at him to turn around. Your father would shoot him, he reckons, he might be a man of faith but you’re his little girl.

With a soft groan, he runs his hand through his horse's mane as he trots across the trodden grass. He continues on the path to your ranch, excitement bubbling up inside him as your house comes into his line of sight.

Remus knows that you’ll be alone, this isn’t the first time he’s been here, sneaking around like some damn outlaw. He knows your father is off in town doing his daily sermons that last for hours. He can’t help but smirk at the idea of getting a moment alone with you… his sweetheart. Even if it’s fleeting.

He’s tying his horse to the hitching post just by the white fencing of your house when you come rushing over to him with a joyous expression. That sweet smile of yours is enough to make anyone fall to their knees. Remus nods to you, taking off his hat as he holds it to his chest.

“Thought you’d forgotten about me.” You say, giggling softly. You lean over the fencing as he walks over to you, hooking his hat on the white wood.

He shakes his head, and his calloused palm grazes your cheek as he brushes your hair behind your ear. “How could I forget ‘bout you?” He asks with a grin, admiring the soft cotton dress you’re wearing and the way the fabric ripples through the wind.

It was true, there wasn’t a world where Remus could ever forget about you, your soft skin and pretty eyes are practically engraved into his mind and heart. That’s why he’s here, standing in front of you despite his better judgment and the fact he knows that your father, deep down, would never approve of him dating you.

The smell of the outdoors and firewood lingers on his sun-kissed skin. You’re hit with it as he leans down slightly to press a soft kiss against your cheek.

“Have you eaten yet?… and I mean a good meal.” Your question makes his heart swell with love and he can’t help but chuckle.

“Yeah, I’ve eaten sweetheart.” He promises, pressing his thumb against your chin, he tilts your head upwards to look at him as he steps closer to you with his other hand resting against your hip.

You nod, wrapping your arms around his waist before slipping your hands into his back pockets. A habit you’ve picked up on from him. He smirks down at you.

“Are you coming in?” God, the way his mind spins with that question and how badly he wants to say ‘yes’ and stay with you.

“Can’t stay for long, baby. James and Sirius are expecting me down at the Saloon.” He tells you, soothing his thumb along your jaw as you pout up at him with a look of disappointment in your eyes.

“Oh, come on now.” He chuckles, pressing a sweet kiss to your pouty lips. “Don’t give me that face, pretty thing. you know why I can’t stay.”

Remus presses another kiss to your lips as your expression softens. “He’s gonna find out one day.” You’ve got a point, one day Remus will have to bite the bullet and fish out a neat suit to meet your strict father.

“Hmm… not if I steal ya away first.” He teases, enjoying the way you roll your eyes slightly with a huff. He tugs you closer to him by your hips. “Promise, one day I’ll let ya introduce me to him.” He says, pressing his face into the crook of your neck as he takes in the scent of your flowery perfume.

You decide to trust him, after all, he’s never once lied to you before. Remus just isn’t the type, he’s a man that values trust and he’d never take yours for granted.

“Why’d you come all the way out here then?” Your question makes him lift his head up from your shoulder, his eyebrow-raising with a playful look.

“Just wanted to see your pretty face.” He states simply as if it was the most obvious thing in the whole world. “I don’t need an excuse to come and see ya do I?”

You shake your head, looking up at him. “No… I’m glad you came, I’ve missed you.” There it goes again, your words make his chest bloom with a warmth that leaves a sickly sweet taste in his mouth.

“Missed you too baby.” He whispers, his fingers fiddling with the dainty golden cross that sits against your collarbones. He knows your father will be back soon, he should get going but at the same time, he can’t seem to pull himself away.

Remus takes your hands in his own, glancing over to his horse before looking back down to you. “You wanna go riding with me tomorrow?” He asks, hope gleaming in his honeyed eyes.

The excitement in your expression is truly a sight he’ll never get bored of. “Of course, I’ll wait for you after breakfast.” You tell him and he hums in agreement, picking his hat up and fixing it on his head.

“Better get some sleep then, I’ll be here early.” He smiles, caressing your warm cheek with his thumb. He tilts his hat up slightly so he can lean down and press a loving kiss to your lips that tapers off into small pecks.

“I will love you, cowpoke.” You whisper against his lips, shying away from him ever so slightly as he trails his lips along your jaw to your cheek, he grins against your soft skin.

“Love you too.” He whispers, fixing his hat once more.

He kisses your forehead before walking over to his horse, unhitching him from the post before saddling up. With a wave he clicks his tongue and his horse is off, carrying him away from the ranch, leaving only a promise of returning tomorrow.

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1 year ago

hellooooo🥰 first time requester here!!! (let me know if i am not doing anything right for future reference!! :) ) i loved your cowboy! remus lupin x preachers daughter! reader. was curious if you could do a continuation??? maybe seeing her at the saloon or in a public place??? just a thought! thank u so much:))

Hellooooo First Time Requester Here!!! (let Me Know If I Am Not Doing Anything Right For Future Reference!!

-Cowboy!Remus Lupin x reader

{Seeing the preacher’s daughter in the saloon was the last thing Remus expected, although he won’t be complaining.}

This is perfect, thank you so much for requesting. Enjoy lovelies💕

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The oil lamps cast a low moody light through the saloon, the glasses clinking and the patrons sharing a laugh or two whilst they play poker. It’s relatively quiet for a Friday, with most ranch owners taking advantage of the extra light the summer brings.

Remus is sitting at one of the tables with his hat pulled down low. One of the men opposite hands out some cards as Remus pushes a couple of coins and a handgun onto the table, his offer makes the rest of the men at the table share a couple of smirks.

Then the Saloon doors swing open, at first he doesn’t think anything of it just figuring that the general store owner from across the street had closed early. Then he hears Lily Evans’ voice followed by your giggle and he damn near falls off his chair in shock.

The rest of the men in the Saloon also share confused looks, they all know your father. The proud man who gives daily sermons, dedicating himself to spreading the word of God. What's his daughter doing stumbling in here?

Remus tips his hat up, looking under the edge of it and over in your direction. He smirks proudly, not quite believing that you dared to venture out because he knows for a fact your father was more of the overprotective type, and with that comes his strictness.

He keeps a watchful eye on you, shooting death glares at anyone who gets a little too close to comfort as you take your seat at the bar. Of course, you’re in a world of your own, completely oblivious to the cowboy who sits at the back table.

Remus can hardly pay attention to the game of poker that he’s stuck in. He’s far too distracted by the way you’re perched up on that stool and how the dress you’re wearing hugs at your body. You’re absolutely angelic, the warm light that dusts against your skin, and that sweet giggle of yours only proves this to him.

He wins by pure luck with a royal flush. Claiming the winnings that were piled up on the table with a cocky tone as he gives them a, “Thank you, gentlemen,” before walking over to where you’re sitting at the bar.

A hand against your lower back makes you jump, taking you out of your conversation with Lily as you let out a gasp. “Easy there Darlin’ s’just me.” Remus drawls, leaning against the wooden bar, his elbow propping up against the surface.

You look over to him with bright eyes, sparkling with excitement as you watch him order a whiskey. “What’re you doing here?” You ask him with a certain air of giddiness in your tone.

Remus knocks back his dark liquid with a low groan, placing his hat down on the bar before looking down at you, his eyebrows raised slightly in amusement.

“Could ask you the same gorgeous.” He smirks, the back of his fingers brushing against your warm cheek as he admires your pretty face.

You idly trail your fingertips along the rim of your whiskey glass with a shy smile, glancing down at your hands as he tucks your hair behind your ear. “Just stopping in for a drink with Lily-” You cut yourself off as you glance behind you, noticing that she had disappeared off to speak to Mary.

Remus hums softly, caressing your jaw with his thumb as he tilts your head back over to look up at him once again. “Does your Pa know?” He asks with a sly smirk when you shake your head ‘no’

With that he tuts teasingly, the roughness of his palm against your soft cheek sends a shiver down your spine and you can’t help but shy away from him ever so slightly.

“Darlin’ you tryin’ to give your old man a heart attack?” He chuckles lowly, his hand falling to rest against your hip.

He watches as you pout, the way your eyebrows furrow together. A huff escapes your lips and he bites his tongue, keeping his teasing words to himself with a smirk that teeters against his lips.

“I don’t need his permission to go out for a drink.” You tell him, taking a sip of your whiskey with a slight grimace on your face. That gets him, watching the disgust twist through your expression, he can’t stop himself from chuckling into his palm.

Remus leans down slightly, pressing a kiss against your forehead. He lets his lips linger for just a moment before pulling back as the bartender pushes another glass over to him.

“Nah you don’t, just gotta be careful baby.” He says, his expression softening slightly. He puts his hat down upon your head, tilting your chin upwards to look at him.

He quickly knocks back his second glass, his eyes meeting yours as his thumb rests against your chin. “My girl…” he whispers under his breath, his hand falling to gently fiddle with your cross necklace.

“I’m careful, always am.” You tell him, fixing his hat to sit comfortably on your head as he pays for yours and his drinks before you can even start to complain.

He nods in acknowledgement, but he also knows that won’t stop your father from marching his way into town to get you, he’d save you from that embarrassment.

“Come on sweetheart, let’s get ya home.” He says, relief washing over him you give him a soft nod. Thankful that you’re not going to fight him on it, you understand how difficult your father can be at times.

The sun had completely gone down, making space for the moon and stars. Remus guides you out of the smokey Saloon with a hand against the small of your back, helping you up to saddle his horse.

He takes you home as promised, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips as you place his hat back onto his head. He doesn’t leave until he knows you’re in the safety of your home, an odd sense of longing swarming his stomach as he rides off.

One day he’d save up enough money to buy some land and get a house… first he has to get enough courage to ask for your father’s blessing.

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3 years ago

sweet cherry | remus lupin !

¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

word count: 1.3k

synopsis: remus finds your tie in the library and takes good care of it.

content warning: slight stalker!remus, pillow humping, male masturbation

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¡ part two: cherries & cream !

Remus couldn’t remember when he had begun to look at you.

Perhaps it had been back in your first year attending Hogwarts University when you shyly sat down next to him in your potions lesson. Your skirt was too short and you shifted uncomfortably, tucking one of your legs under the other at the knees, closing them tightly. Remus couldn’t help but let his eyes linger on your soft skin, trailing down to your cute, frilly white socks with little embroidered cherries and back up to the rising hem of your skirt. He liked how you made an effort to conceal yourself all while showing far too much. You seemed innocent, your discomfort under his gaze made that evident. You brought your hands down to tug at your skirt, your eyes finding Remus’ as you have him a shy smile. He didn’t return it, he stared blankly at you for a long moment before turning his attention away from you and towards Professor Slughorn.

Regardless of when it started, Remus had since become accustomed to following you around with his eyes.

He had followed you into the library, eyes flickering above the pages of his recent read to your lively smile and precious giggle. You needed to size up your uniform, he wondered if you knew that. Your skirt was still far too short and your button up hugged your breasts tightly. It was common amongst muggleborn alumni to sport ill-fitting uniforms. Mary Macdonald was an example of that. And sure, you often had your cloak to cover you and keep you modest, but there were times - too many times for Remus’ liking - where you would be too distracted to keep up with it. You’d set it aside and prance around leaving little for the imagination.

Remus couldn’t fully say that he was bothered by it. While he wasn’t keen on the stares he’d catch being directed at you, he did enjoy the view of your knee high socks hugging your plush thighs, sinking into the skin and creating a slight indent. He knew they’d leave some sort of mark, a memory of the way they’d cling to you and kept you concealed. He often fantasized of ripping them off you and leaving kisses on the marks they’d left.

Your skirt did little to hide your panties as you bent over, giving Remus a glance at your pretty little cunt covered in your delicate panties. Your puffy pussy looked so beautiful pushing against the fabric, aching to be released. He could only imagine how beautiful your puffy cunt would look sinking down on his cock, squeezing him tightly.

You were a virgin, he knew. Rumors had run rampant in your second year. You had refused to sleep with Amos Diggory, claiming you had yet to be deflowered. He had run around the day following your date, boasting about how he had popped your sweet cherry. His blood boiled as Sirius recounted the story over supper, he resisted the urge to aim his dinner knife straight towards his head and steal you away to his own bed.

That was until he had found you crying in the corner of the library where you stood now, your best friend at your side as you sobbed that it wasn’t true. You were too scared to even have his fingers invade your little hole. Remus felt a wave of satisfaction knowing you were still his innocent little virgin.

Presently, your hands rested on the table, holding up your weight as you lifted yourself off the ground using your arms and your core. Your legs were crossed as they lifted off the floor, your pink panties poking from under your skirt as you spoke to your friend. His eyes were glued to your soft skin, sun rays entering the library and illuminating your figure.

Remus quickly looked down at his book, as you scanned the room. Your feet returned to the ground and your friend gathered her stuff to leave. He shuffled his feet under the table as he felt your gaze land on him. He appeared to look concentrated as he tried to memorize the feeling of the burn of your stare on him. Your friend called out to you and your eyes snapped away from him. A chill ran up Remus’ spine.

You left the library and Remus kept his eyes down for a few extra minutes. As soon as he knew the coast was clear, he looked up and gave your now empty table a quick glance. His eyes landed on a blue fabric laying over one of the chairs. He squinted to get a better look. It was your tie.

He looked around the room, ensuring no one was looking as he stood and took long strides towards the table. Tucking the tie into his bag, as inconspicuously as could. His felt an electric wave run up from his hand as he touched the soft fabric. The tie had touched your skin, it had been held in in your delicate hands, wrapped around hour pretty neck… Oh.

Remus yearned to feel it under his fingers and around his whole body. Wishing to be completely engulfed by the scent and feel of the tie, a likeness of your body.

He headed straight for his dorm, sneaking past Peter and James who sat in the common room playing wizarding chess together. He bursted through the door and kicked off his shoes. He inspected the bathroom for signs of Sirius. None.

He grasped the tie as he dove into his bed and shut the curtains, mutter a quick spell to sound proof his bed. He ripped his shirt open, not bothering with half the buttons. He unbuttoned his pants one hand as he wrapped the tie around the other tightly. He pulled his pants down, his cock springing free. He hadn’t realized he’d gotten so hard. With his focus now on his cock, he felt the painful ache of desire. His thumb rubbed against the fabric around his hand, he shivered.

He took his free hand and wrapped it around his base. He let out a moan, taking his hand up and down. His head fell back as he raised the hand with your tie and held it to his nose. It smelled of sweet cherries.

He remembered the same saccharine scent lingering around you like a cloud of hypnotizing sweetness. In your second year, you had forgotten your textbook. You bashfully asked Remus if he would mind sharing his own. He nodded as he looked at you, the sun acting like a halo over your head. How could he say no to you? You smiled brightly, thanking him with your sugary voice. You moved your seat closer to him, stopping when you were elbow to elbow. Your sweet scent filling up his senses at your proximity. Similar to how it was now as he inhaled the fragrant smell.

His hand tightened around his cock as he groaned. He pumped quickly, yearning for a release. He tightened his grip even further, almost painfully so as he reached the tip. His mind wandered to your lips wrapped around your cherry flavored candy. Hard candy, gummy candy, lollipops. You sucked so gleefully on them, the red staining your lips. He groaned, he needed more.

He moved towards the head of his bed, situating himself above his pillow. His cock hit the pillow and he let out a shaky breath. He took the tie and draped it over his shoulders, the fabric caressing his scarred skin. He began to thrust into the pillow, flashes of your perky ass and tits, your hair, your bright eyes, your supple skin, your delicious aroma.

He let out a growl after a particularly rough thrust, his mouth reaching down to bit your tie. He held it in his mouth as he mercilessly thrusted into the pillow, thought of you filling in entirely. He could only imagine your honeyed moans and cries as you writhed beneath him in pleasure. You’d beg for him to slow down, but he wouldn’t. Too caught up in the feeling of your puffy pussy.

He came as he bit down harshly on the fabric. His eyes shutting tight and a final flash of your sweet self in his mind.


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3 years ago

remus is absolutely the type to want to do everything for you. like it gets to the point where you have to remind him you’re capable of doing things on your own. he feels bad but at the same time he just can’t help it. he’s never had someone he could take care of (other than the marauders but he doesn’t count them) and he just adores trailing after you and helping you open doors and carry your books for you


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2 years ago

Warm Sweaters

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Remus Lupin x Reader

Fluff/Comfort

Word Count: 1k

Part II   Part III

You liked to spend your days in the library. Which had nothing to do with a certain Gryffindor...obviously. The leaves had started to change and the weather was getting colder. Y/N found comfort in the huge library. You could hide away for hours. Except that he was always able to find you.

Remus was always in the library. He would go there before meals, after meals, to get some alone time away from the boys, and to see her.

Her name is Y/N and she’s in most of his classes. He was always too shy to talk to her. Like she'd ever notice him, she’s so angelic, he thought to himself. Smiling to himself. Remus was wearing his favourite sweater. He was so excited for autumn. His friends made fun of him for it, comparing him to a grandpa. He didn't mind.

You had always liked his sweaters, thinking he looked sweet and cozy in them. One night you had fallen asleep in the common room and he had placed his warm hoodie on you so you wouldn't freeze. You had woken up confused but surprised. Blushing all day long because he had thought enough about you to keep you warm . 

You walked into the great hall after spending the morning in the library. With your stomach growling, you sat down with your group of friends. James was the first to notice you.

“Hi Y/N, how was your morning?” He asked while smiling at you from across the table.

“It was good, James. I was studying for our potions test on Friday,” you remind him.

Collective groans sound from around the table, all of them having forgotten about the upcoming test.

“You're a lifesaver Y/N”, Sirius said while ruffling your hair, causing everyone else to laugh. Except Remus. He smiled, but there was no real happiness in it. 

Everyone looks up when they hear an owl. That was strange, you thought. It looks just like your owl. Sure enough, it was your owl and he lands right in front of you. You recognize your fathers slanted script and immediately you freeze up. 

Your relationship with your father is extremely complicated. Your friends know that it’s hard at home but they don’t know the extent to it. You slowly untie the letter and your owl flies off.

“You alright love?,” Lily nudges you while giving you an encouraging smile.

“Um, yeah. Y’know what? I left my book in my room. I'm going to go get that before our next class,” you lied before scurrying off.

The group of friends look at each other and frown, sad for their friend. Remus gets up and immediately follows you, abandoning his already cold soup.

He made his way to the common room and up the stairs to your dorm.

You heard a faint knock on your door. You stood up, hiding the letter behind your back and wiping away your tears.

“Come in,” you squeak.

Remus opens the door to your dorm, never having seen it before. He admires your side of the room. He can tell it's yours because there's stacks of books and school work. 

“Hi, I just came to see if you were okay.” he says while walking closer to you, after shutting the door. 

You feel grateful to have such a good... friend. It’s silly to realize now but all you will ever be with Remus is friends. You tell yourself you can think about that later, not right now when he can see every emotion on your face, with how well he is at reading you. 

“Thanks rem, just a letter from my dad. He’s coming to the school this week to ‘make sure i’m doing my family proud’. He said he’s going to shadow me all day on Friday and I'm really nervous about it, especially since our potions test is coming up,” you confess.

All of your friends knew that your family was strict. In the first year you had been sorted into Gryffindor, while your sister was sorted into Ravenclaw. Like she was supposed to. You were disappointed because you weren't smart enough. Your family for generations, had been in Ravenclaw. You were a ‘bad’ daughter for being different.

“It's gonna be okay Y/N/N! We’re all going to be here for you. It’s only for a day, and I know you’ll be strong enough to make it through,” Remus said while smiling down at you.

“I think i’m just going to skip today, will you tell the others i’m sick or something?” You ask him nicely. 

“Of course. You know I'll always be here Y/N.” He says, while exiting the room. Remus went to the dining hall, explained to his friends that you and he were going to take the day off. They all smiled at him and thanked him for looking out for you. He rushed to the kitchens to grab your favourite dessert, and rushed back to your dorm.

“Rem? what are you doing back here?” you say, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. You were just about to fall asleep.

“Oh nothing, just spending the day with you. Here,” he says while handing you his sweater he had previously been wearing. You grab it and put it on, both of you not making eye contact and blushing. 

“Uh, thanks Rem, but you don’t need to do this.” You say sadly. 

“Of course I do silly. Now shush and eat up.”

He grabs a random book off of your shelf and sits at the end of your bed. He waits for you to be all cuddled up before he starts the book. He admired that the book is worn in and loved. He admires you for that. 

“Goodnight Y/N/N.” He whispers once you'd fallen asleep. He stays a few minutes longer, watching you sleep and smiling to himself. He feels he’s connected to you and that you two share something. He has to rush back to class before he is too late, he’s a prefect after all. It was worth it, to see you drift off.


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2 years ago

Warm Sweaters Part II

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Remus Lupin x Reader

Fluff/Comfort

Word Count: 1.8k

Part I

You had been nervous all week, but finally Friday had arrived. Sitting with your friends at breakfast, not touching the food Lily had loaded onto your plate, a letter arrived for you. 

I will be there at 9 am. Wait for me at the front doors and do not be late.

“It's gonna be just fine Y/N, We're going to be here all day.” Sirius said with a mouth full of food.

“Yeah, about that Sirius, my dad doesn't like your family. I'm really sorry but maybe you should just stay hidden around me today. It's for the best.” You mumble while staring at your shaking hands. You tried not to look at Remus. He was trying to catch your attention but you didn't want him to see how scared you really were. 

“Well I better go wait for him, he's gonna show up any minute.” You tell the group, with a shy smile and walk away.

Watching you walk to the front doors outside the Great Hall, Remus mumbled to the group, “I don't know guys, this time he seems really serious”.

“No, I’m Siriu-”, Sirius got cut off by James hitting the back of his head.

“Shut up Pads, this is Serious. And don't say it again.” James said. Sirius looked away, smiling to himself.

“Don't worry about her, Remus. She'll do just fine. Her fathers worried about her, that's all.” Lily consoled him.

“But, don't you think he's a bit extreme?” Remus asked the group.

“He does kind of remind me of my mother”, Sirius said, looking embarrassed for admitting something like that to his friends. Him and Y/N were in the same boat and he knew that their friends wouldn’t understand.

“Maybe at break I can sneak her away from her dad for a bit and talk to her!”, Sirius said excitedly. “I mean, I am the only one who gets it, y’know?”

Remus tried not to show his anger. He wanted to comfort her, not Sirius. Who knows, Sirius had not been seeing anyone lately. Maybe he was going to try to make a move.

“Yeah. Great idea Pads.” Remus replied flatly. The rest of breakfast was spent quietly. 

Meanwhile, You were sweating bullets waiting for your father by the entrance. Suddenly the huge oak doors open and your father walks in. He looks very serious and determined today. 

“Daughter. I do wish you will take me seriously this time. I will send you somewhere else if I have to. Now, be a good heir and be quiet, and do as you're told. Think you can manage?” Your father says sternly.

“Yes father”, You reply, not meeting his gaze.

“Good. Come along now.” He starts walking in the direction of the dungeons. Great. Time to embarrass yourself in front of your father and Professor Slughorn. You follow your father down into the castle, until you feel the coldness radiating off the walls. 

“I expect you to answer what is asked of you, and to do well on your test, Okay? You can do it my girl I know you can”, Your father smiled wickedly at you. You knew he was taunting you, speaking to you how he would your sister. Your perfect sister. It's not her fault she's favoured, it's your fault you're the unlucky one. Being the oldest is hard because you have to be the role model. If you're bad at that you're kind of screwed. 

You walk into the classroom and sit in your regular seat. You shoot Sirius an obvious look to remind him he has to sit somewhere else today. He catches on quickly and pushes Remus’ shoulders down so he's forced to sit beside you. Not that he minds. 

Your father was standing at the back of the classroom, standing tall and looking important. Your teachers had been informed of your fathers presence for today and were told to proceed as normal. You shoot Remus a small smile and turn to face the front of the room. You don't see him stare at you with a dopey look on his face.

“Alright class, who's ready for our test?” Professor Slughorn asked when he entered the room. He heard groans of protest in response. “Aw come now class, you all know the material as well as I do. Nothing to worry about. Now, get out your quills, and I will hand out the test so we can begin.” The professor stated while smiling at his student. 

“No need Slughorn, Y/N will do it. Won't you Y/N?” Your father said, picking you out of the whole class.

“Yes sir”, You said, standing up and walking to your professor. You hand out the test to the whole class, Sirius shoots you an encouraging thumbs up, before you're back beside Remus. 

“That wasn’t too bad, was it Y/N/N?” Remus asked while writing his name in messy writing at the top of his page.

“Yeah, just wait. It'll get worse.” You reply sullenly.

“Today will be over fast. I promise. And if it's not, we can get shitfaced this weekend. My treat?” Remus asked shyly.

“Deal, Lupin.” You reply while smiling. 

“Okay Class, you may begin. You have an hour.” Slughorn said.

Halfway through your test, you were trying to remember how to brew polyjuice, when your father whispers in your ear, “I don't want you hanging around this boy beside you. I've seen him passing notes to Mr. Black. You are to have no contact with these things anymore.  Just look at this young man's clothes, doesn't his parents care about him enough to send him off with clothes that fit and aren't worn in? You will stay away from him from now on.” He said, then walked back to his place by the back wall.

You started to sweat. What the hell was that all about? Remus is a good kid. He never ever gets in trouble, he's too smart for that.

Beside you, Remus stares self consciously at his clothes. He had heard everything your father said. Perks of having good hearing I guess. He knew they were getting too small but he didn't think anyone else had noticed.

Whatever,

He thought to himself.

I know her better than you ever will, so ha.

“Alright class, times up. If you did not finish, I will allow you another hour after your last class of the day.” Professor Slughorn said. The class seemed happy with that. He wanted to be more lenient because it was a Friday, but especially because the class had an intimidating man sitting in the class today. 

At break, Y/N walked the grounds alone while her father stayed back to speak with Professor Slughorn. She was walking when she heard running behind her. “Y/N wait up!” Sirius yelled at her.

“Sirius what are y-”, She was cut off by Sirius dragging her behind a thick tree. 

“I came to see how you're feeling. Are you okay? Is he being nice? I know he made you hand out the test, that wasn't too bad was it? Also, what did he say to do during the test? I was so worried I kept looking at you and I guess  he saw. I'm so sorry if I got you in trouble.” Sirius rambles to you.

“Don't even worry about it Siri, my dad's still a dick. Like usual. You didn't get me in trouble, He doesn't like moony and asked me to stay away from him and you guys”, you replied glumly. 

“I understand Y/N/N. I'm always here to listen, you know that. My mom is the same way. I'm sorry that you have to deal with that. But hey! Maybe you could come stay with us at James’ house this summer! It would be so much fun. Plus I know moony would be especially happy.” Sirius said, not realizing what he had just said about his best friend.

“Wait- what do you mean Sirius? Why would Remus be especially happy that I would be there?” you asked him curiously.

“Huh, oh no reason. Anyway uh I gotta go bye!” He yelled while running away back to the castle.

You stood there, confused and wondering about what he meant. You stepped out from behind the tree and started making your way back to the castle. On the way, you spot Remus near the black lake. You jog over to him, “Hey moony, what are you doing?” you asked politely.

He looked down at you, “Oh. Hey Y/N/N. Nothing, just trying to see if I can see the giant squid.” He replies.

He doesn't say what he wants to say. Which is, hey what the hell are you doing sneaking behind trees with pads? Instead he just looks at you and smiles warmly.

“Anyways, c'mon we better head back before your dad catches you talking to this thing.” He says, referencing what your father had whispered to you during potions. 

“Oh no. You heard that? I'm so sorry Remus. I don't see you like that at all. I honestly think you're amazing.” You say to him breathlessly. 

Oh. Oh

“Thanks Y/N. We’ll have to throw a party for you tomorrow.” He says while smiling.

You just want to hug him and stay with him all day. Oh well, you can look forward to partying with your friends tomorrow. You both start walking back towards the castle, to see your father waiting for you on the front steps.

“Y/N. I thought I had told you to stay away from this boy. Come here. Now.” Your father says, not taking his eyes off of Remus. Remus walks you over to your father, you reluctantly go to his side. Your father steps to Remus.

“Go. Don't you have something better to do than tormenting my daughter?”

Remus is usually seen slouching. He stood to his full height and squared his shoulders. He stared your father down. He was a few inches shorter than Remus. “I think she can choose who she's friends with, don't you?” Remus challenges your father.

Your father ignores him completely and gripped your arm, hurting you. “Let's go dear, you've been outside long enough for today.” You watch Remus as you are being pulled away. He gives you a smile and a thumbs up. ‘It's okay,' he mouths to you.

Remus walks back into the castle thinking about you. He doubts that was the first time your father had put his hands on you. Remus feels very protective towards you. He knows he likes you but he feels scared about it. I mean, what's going on with you and pads? Does he like her? Does she like him?

Remus plans to confront Sirius about his intentions with you. He also intends to throw you the best party Hogwarts has ever seen. 


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2 years ago

Warm Sweaters Part III

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Remus Lupin x Reader

Fluff/Comfort

Word Count: 1.1k

Part I    Part II

“Hey. I need to talk to you.” Remus said when he walked into his dorm room.

“Who, me?” asked James nervously. He did not like confrontation and he could tell by Remus’ stare, that a confrontation would definitely be happening.

“No. Pads.” he replied while glaring at the boy.

“What's up Moony?” Asked Sirius standing up from his bed and tossing his muggle magazine on his bedside table.

“It's about Y/N. I don't know what you're doing or if you're going to try to make a move but you better stop, fast. I care about her and I'm not going to let you woo her and then dump her when you're finished.” Remus ranted, his face and neck going red.

“Woah Woah Woah, who the hell said I was trying to steal your girl Moony? We all know you've been bloody obsessed over her since third year. I'd never make a move on her. I was just comforting her because I know that it feels like to have a parent like that.” Sirius replied. He felt upset that his friend thought that low of him. He knew he had a long dating  history but he had cared about all of them, hadn't he? In his own way I guess he had. 

“Oh. Well. Ok then. I didn't realize you all knew how I felt.” Remus replied shyly, regretting his tone that he had spoken to Sirius with.

“Of course we bloody know, we found your poems about her under your bed last year.” Sirius said while grinning.

“Oh, Y/N! How I love your shiny hair and how it catches the sun! I wish I could sit and watch it all day!”, James said in a high pitched voice. Remus ran at him while James jumped out of the way. The group started running from him while laughing and reciting his bad poetry about you.

At least we're all clear and on the same page, Remus thought to himself after they had all calmed down.

“All right, now that that's all settled. We need to plan a party for Y/N. For tomorrow night.” Remus told his friends.

“TOMORROW?” Screamed the rest of the marauders. “Well you should've opened with that idiot! How the hell are we supposed to plan a party for her in under 24 hours?” Sirius yelled.

“Oh come on pads you've done that plenty of times. Only this time, it has to be huge. Invite other houses, we need a bar, a disco ball, fireworks, food, and lots and lots of drinks. She deserves a party dedicated just for her.” Remus said passionately.

“Jesus Moony. Can't y’just ask her out already? Doing all of this for her just to stay friends when it's over. Be careful, people might think you're in looovve”, James said while grinning at his friend. 

“Oh shut up. She's had a hard week. This is for her to relax, not for me to try and get with her. But if I get a kiss or two I'm not complaining.” He joked with his friends.

“There's the Remus I know!” James yelled and slapped him on the back. “Alright, me and Sirius will take the cloak now, skip off our next class and head into the village to get what we need.”

“But I wanna go too!” Peter whined.

“Sorry Pete. If we all go, the teachers will know something’s up. Plus if we get caught, you can't afford another detention.” James replied sympathetically. Peter nodded, remembering the last howler he received from his mother for his amount of detentions. The group split up then, two getting supplies, and two going to Herbology.

Meanwhile, You and your father were walking to the green houses together.

“Ok Y/N. Repeat to me what I have just told you.” Your father said to you.

“No speaking to anyone I'm not partnered up with. No speaking when not spoken to. Do better than everyone else because I was raised to be better than the rest.” You spoke in a monotone voice. 

“Yes. Good. I'll be standing at the back again. And fix your bloody posture.” He whispered before disappearing to the back of the greenhouse. 

Your usual partner was Remus but he and Lily switched at the last second so your father didn't see. He was now partnered with Marlene. He and Marls were good friends so he didn't mind the switch. That didn't stop him from staring at you every chance he got.

Herbology went by fast, and soon enough it was time for lunch. You walked back to the castle with your father, and he sat with you at your table. It was extremely awkward.

“So, Mr. Y/L/N, what do you do for work?” Lily asked politely.

Your father smiled at her and said “I work at the Ministry of Magic”.

All your friends kept making friendly conversation while you tried not to focus on anything. You always felt uncomfortable around your father, even when you were a baby you'd always cry when he held you. Maybe that's why he didn't like you. Because you could tell he was a bad man. 

Remus kept trying to catch your attention, your father could tell. He was getting angrier and angrier. Who was this boy? And why did he care for you so much? It was pathetic really, your father thought while smiling to himself. Surely you won't fall for it right? You know better than that. Or do you? Rather than sit and find out, your father got up, pulling you with him. 

“I think we should head to your next lesson early, don't you?” He asked, while you nodded along, willing to agree to anything to make this day be over.

As soon as you left the table, Remus leaned in and said “Party tomorrow for Y/N. Tell anyone you want I don't care but make sure you get people to come. Sirius and James are doing most of the organizing so you know it'll be memorable”. He walked away shortly after that, saying he had some extra planning to do before class.

Before you knew it, the rest of the day flew by. Your father didn't stay for dinner, saying he'd write soon. You walked up to the common room and slouched into a chair, wanting to be left alone. You ended up falling asleep by the warm fire, dreaming of your family. Your nightmare left you breathless and sweaty when you awoke. 

Or maybe it was because you had a thick sweater draped across you, with a note pinned to it. ‘You looked so peaceful, I couldn't wake you. I'll get a house elf to bring you some dinner so you can be alone. Rest well. Good job today Y/N/N’

You could tell it was Remus’ writing. You swore you could kiss him right then.


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2 years ago

Remus Lupin Imagine

This was requested by someone on wattpad and i posted over on my wattpad account a while ago and totally forgot to post it here so here is it

Warnings: None this is just pure fluff and this is with a fem!reader and this is not proofread

It was a gloomy friday at hogwarts and it was time for potions class, y/n was on her way to class not looking foward to it at all, all she wanted to do was stay inside and cuddle remus in his dorm he brought a sense of comfort no one else could and he calmed you instantly.

Y/n was walking down the corridor when she gets pulled into a hall by remus she looked at him and he was smiling at her she smiled back "rem what are you doing? we're going to be late to class" "let's skip class" he said "what?!" she said suprised as remus never skipped class "let's skip class and go cuddle in my dorm" "rem we really shouldn't exams are coming up soon and i need to stu-" he grabs your hips and pulls you into him he embraces you and starts kissing your neck "i can help you study later but right now let's go back to the dorm please" he pauses waiting for you to answer. You are thinking about saying yes when he says "i'll even give you my hoodie and i'll get you chocolate and hot chocolate from the kitchen and i'll read to you" "Yes! Let's go" you drag him towards the dorm while he laughs lightly at your excitement he stops at the kitchen and get's your hot chocolate while your in his dorm setting up the blankets, he comes inside the dorm and grabs his hoodie which happens to be your favorite hoodie of his and he gets his chocolate while your not looking cause he still won't reveal where he hides all the chocolate then he hands you the hoodie to put on which you do then sets the chocolate and hot chocolate on the bedside table and he gets in the bed with you and y'all cuddle

*Time skip to after the class ends*

You and remus are napping on his bed when the door to the dorm bangs open jerking you both awake you two look around and see sirius, james and peter coming back from class "Dude you missed class! We figured you'd be together in here y'all have been all over each other for the last couple weeks" sirius said "i know their like a married couple" said james "oh shut up" you said to the both of them while rolling your eyes while remus and you just lay back down "don't worry tho we covered for you said y/n wasn't feeling good and you were taking care of her so the teacher wasn't too mad or upset for you missing" said peter "thank you peter and this is why you are my second favorite in the group" you said to him "HEY" sirius and james both yelled "we would have covered for you" sirius said "yeah peter just beat us to it" james said you just shrug and put your head back on remus's chest and stayed there until it was time for dinner but you were right back to cuddling when you got back to the dorm and you wouldn't change a thing 

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Pairing: Remus Lupin x f!reader

Word Count: 16.7k

Content: Fluff & Angst

Summary: When you are revealed to be fancying someone, Sirius Black and friends take it upon themselves to figure out who it is. Will their highjinks ruin your chances? Or will you finally get the romantic attention of the one and only Remus Lupin?

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“Leave her be, Sirius. Can’t you see the girl’s uncomfortable?”

You couldn’t help the relieved smile that passed over your lips at the boy’s words. There he was again, taking care of you. You hated how he did it so easily.

“Oh Moony why you have to ruin all the fun?” Sirius cackled. He winked at you and continued despite the warning. “Just wanna know who in all of Hogwarts would have our friend all riled up.”

“I am not riled up!” You protested, earning heafty laughs from all across the room. Sharp glares shot out towards your friends. You’d expected a laugh from Sirius, even James, but seeing Lily, Marlene, and Dorcus join in felt like an afront. Even Remus had chuckled. You decided that Sirius needed to back down and you knew just how to do it. “You wouldn’t be able to handle me all riled up, Pup.”

That did it. The lean foreward, the small dip in pitch, a slight pause before the nickname - which included you unabashedly checking him out - and the tiniest smirk took the boy by surprise. The whole room, actually. It came to mind that your friends had never actually seen you be blantantly flirtatious. It was likely because you had no courage to be flirtatious with the one person you desperately wanted to flirt with. But Sirius Black? Easy.

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Smuggle-Born

Summary: James, Sirius, and Peter get worried when they notice their close friend sneaking off every couple days.

Notes: Harry Potter Universe, Marauders’ era, Remus Lupin x muggle-born!OC, blurb

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James, Sirius, and Peter watched from under the Invisibility Cloak as Remus peered down a corridor, checking if it was empty before slipping into the furthest classroom on the left. Three pairs of shoes scuttled after him, all concerned for their friend. Inside, the classroom seemed empty, but Remus only stood near the window, peering out absent-mindedly. The hidden friends exchanged a confused look, but they were quickly interrupted by the door opening behind them. James, Sirius, and Peter barely made it out of the way before she walked into them. Lisa Whitlock sauntered in, a cigarette dangling lazily from her smirking lips. The three friends looked at each other in confused awe as Remus blushed. 

“I’ve got your shit, Lupin,” said Whitlock, casually dropping her leather satchel on the nearest desk and unlatching it. 

“Thanks, Lisa,” Remus mumbled, terribly shy in the girl’s presence. 

“We’ve got to do something,” whispered James desperately, and Sirius took initiative. Very dramatically, he threw the Cloak off of him, James, and Peter, looking incredulous.

“Moony!” he shouted, sounding aghast. “What are you doing?! There are better ways to deal with your mental issues than drugs! I can tell you from experience!”

Remus looked at his three idiot friends with wide eyes as Lisa glared at him.

“What the hell, Lupin? This was supposed to be secret!” she hissed, and James turned to her.

“What—you selling narcotics to my mate?” he snapped, and Lisa turned to him with a withering glare.

“If you ever took the time to get your head out of your ass, you’d know what he’s here for,” she spat.

“What is it then?” squeaked Peter, trying to appear ferocious. “Alcohol? Pills? Sex?!”

Lisa rolled her eyes as Remus cringed, his blush deepening. Without a word, she quickly retrieved a thin box and a floppy packet, which she shoved into Remus’s chest before walking away. “Here’s your shit. You get me caught again and I’m never selling to you again. Understand?”

Remus nodded hastily and watched as she left the room, his eyes shamefully falling to her swaying hips. The room was silent as James, Sirius, and Peter eyed the products in Remus’s hands in confusion.

“What kind of weed is that?” asked Sirius finally, and Remus rolled his eyes, smacking his friend over the head with the packet.

“They’re Muggle things, bonehead,” he snapped. “Pencils and graphing paper for Astronomy. She buys them from London and sells them here to help with classes.”

James, Peter, and Sirius all went wide-eyed. Remus shook his head with a sigh, tucking the things into his schoolbag as his friends murmured apologies. Of course, he didn’t care enough to hold a grudge, and the Marauders left the abandoned corridor behind. But after several minutes of silence on the topic, Sirius couldn’t take it.

“So she’s a … a smuggle-born?”


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