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October 18: Thigh Riding (Remus Lupin)❤️

Warnings: Thigh Riding, pet names

Copyright: I don't own Remus Lupin or any other Harry Potter/Wizarding World characters. I also don't condone the copying of this.

"Did you really have to misbehave in class today like that?" Remus asked lightly. He was sitting behind his desk, wearing those delectable brown robes, and not even looking at you as he graded homework. You were a bit put out. You'd tried so hard to get a detention and he wouldn't even look at you!

You had been thinking of very naughty things in class, knowing that Remus liked to go into your head when you were slacking off, wondering what you were thinking. Specifically, dirty things about you and him.

The two of you had been dating since the beginning of the year, falling for each other very quickly. However, despite you being seventeen years old and of age, it was still illegal for a student and Professor to have a sexual relationship. This unfortunately meant that the two of you had to sneak around to see each other.

Which was exactly why you had gotten detention! So that the two of you could spend time alone and no one would care or be suspicious!

"I wanted to get detention to spend the night with you." You mumbled. "You know that's all I was doing."

"And I told you that we can't spend the night before a full moon together. I'm too much like a wolf on these nights Y/N, even if I don't actually turn until tomorrow night. I could hurt you and I refused to do that." Remus said firmly.

"You're not going to hurt me Remmy!" You protested, "And you know I like it rough anyways, so what's the problem?"

He sighed, pausing in his writing, fingers flexing around the quill, "I'm to strong, don't you understand that? I could break you. Crush you."

Yeah. . . all his words were doing was making your more and more aroused. You'd always been a thrill-seeker (probably one of the reasons you were even brave enough to sneak around with a Professor) and his words were calling you to your wild side.

"Remmy, you sound like Edward from Twilight." You deadpanned.

He scowled. He hated Twilight. He thought the werewolves had it to easy and he envied that they loved being Werewolves. That they found it enjoyable when he found it to be the worst part of his existence. That it was part of the reason he sometimes thought about killing himself. And the only reason he didn't was because of his morals, his work, his optimism about life, and now you.

"It doesn't work like that Y/N. That's a book, a fiction written to give Vampires and Werewolves good names and features. I don't work like that. I'm dangerous, I could hurt you. I could kill you. Even worse, I could turn you."

"Not tonight." You whispered, finally getting up from where you were sitting, to walk around his desk and straddle one of his thighs. You wrapped your arms around his neck, nudging his cheek so that he looked at you. "Remmy, I know that sometimes I can be a bit of a brat, but I love you. And tonight, sure you might be a little rough, but I don't mind and you know that. You know you won't hurt me. I know you won't."

"And what if I do?" His voice cracked, "What if I do hurt you?"

You paused, thinking it over. "Then it heals and we move on and I'll know it was just a little accident. Remmy, I'm asking for this, knowing all of the consequences. I don't care."

He groaned, suddenly throwing his head back, "You smell so good."

You flushed, knowing he was referring to the arousal dripping into your knickers between your legs. "Well, I can't help it. I have a dangerous side and all your words are doing is appealing to me. Your fault." You grinned cheekily. You were starting to get needy, moving yourself against his thigh quickly. "So please?"

Suddenly, his eyes darkened, his hands coming to still you on his thigh. "You want to cum?"

"I do, yes, please make me cum!" You begged.

He smirked, "Well I still have homework to grade so-" You whined and he pinched your lips together with his fingers and continued, "-you can get yourself off on my thigh while I finish. And then, if you can finish yourself on my thigh without using any fingers or anything but my thigh, I will pound you into the bed like you want me to."

And there went the arousal pooling between your legs again. At this point, you were surprised even you couldn't smell it.

"Do I have to take my clothes off?" You asked.

"Yep. You're not going to use those cute pink knickers of yours to help you out." He grinned, "Get to work, I've got quite a bit of homework to grade."

You stood up, stripping off the black skirt you wore for your school uniform, and then paused. "How did you know my knickers were pink?"

"Darling, I always know what you're wearing underneath that skimpy little outfit of yours." He growled. "I know the bra is matching as well."

You blushed, pulling the soaked knickers off. You actually really liked the set that you were wearing. It made you feel both sexy and cute at the same time, with the lace and tiny little bows on the side.

You folded the skirt up, setting on the side chair, but threw your knickers in the dirty clothes. They were unwearable now. You set your black cloak aside, unbuttoning the white skirt, folding up the articles of clothing before removing the pink bra as well, leaving you completely bare.

You unbuttoned his pants, and he lifted his hips up to help you pull them down around his ankles, before you straddled his thigh again.

The only touch he gave you was his arm, wrapped loosely around your waist.

You grabbed his shoulders with your hands, and then got to work. You shifted your hips back and forth on his thigh. The hair of his legs did help give a sort of stimulation, though not as much as you needed.

He chuckled, "So wet darling. Naughty little pup."

You whined softly at his teasing. You really just wanted him to lift you off his thigh and fuck you into the bed.

You envisioned the various positions that he could make love to you in, as you dragged your clit across his thigh over and over. You sped up, trying to gain more friction. You could feel the slight onslaught of an orgasm, but the level was still low and you were feeling desperate.

You wanted to check and see how much homework he had left to grade. It seemed like he was finishing them a mile a minute, and you were getting desperate. You really needed him to fuck you tonight, you had to cum before he finished.

You whined again, grinding down on his thigh, trying to gain friction. It was building up, but at snail pace. You moved even faster, dragging your clit over his thigh again and again. Tears of desperation fell down your cheeks and the wetness of your eyes made your mascara run slightly.

Remus loved seeing you coming apart like this and he just grew harder as he attempted to grade the homework as quickly as possible. All of his senses were heightened. He could smell how aroused you were; a sweet, delicious scent that had driven him over the edge, giving in long before you had begged for him. He could hear all of your small whimpers and the way that your skin was dragging along his. He could feel your entire body trembling with need, could literally feel your desperation. He saw how your cheeks were flushed, how your eyes were a mess, and how you clung to him, trying so hard to get off on his thigh.

He couldn't wait to taste you. His tongue was literally tingling just thinking about your taste, saliva building up in his mouth and he quickly swallowed.

"Please." You begged, wanting him to take control. You wanted him to help you because you couldn't do it yourself. "I can't Remmy, please?"

He made a tsking noise with his tongue, seemingly unbothered by your pleas. In reality, he almost gave in right then and there. It took every fiber of his being not to react. "Now pup, a deal is a deal."

You cried out, burying your face in his shoulder, rotating your hips. You twisted them, rolled them, and tried every trick in the book. The orgasm was just there, you could feel it. It was like a knot that was built up in your stomach, just waiting to be released.

He felt your thighs shaking and slammed the quill down, picking you up in a matter of seconds. You let out a wanton cry at losing your orgasm, nearly bursting into tears right then and there. He strode across the room, slamming you down on the bed.

You caught your breath, only to lose it again as he buried his face between your legs, sucking hard at your clit and you released all over his tongue, crying out his name so loudly, Filch would've come running if the silencing charms weren't on.

"I know." Remus said in a husky voice, "You were supposed to finish on my thigh. But I just had to taste you. And now, I'll fuck you like there's no tomorrow. How do you like that?"

"Remus. . ." You mumbled, "Please. I love you so much. Just ruin me."

"Don't worry pup. I plan to."

[writing-in-the-impala]

Hello to all the lovely Secret Smokes readers. I don’t think I’ll be able to update this week however don’t worry next week Lupin will be back and you’ll have a whole new chapter.

If you aren’t in the tags already but want to know when chapter 5 will be live just let me know and I’ll add you before posting. If you commented on chapter 4 to be added don’t worry I’ve already added you ❤️

Love you all!

B 🐝

[legally-lupin]

Collide-Prof! Remus Lupin X Student Fem! Reader

Warnings: minor smut nothing too drastic.

Reader is of age!- Remus never left Hogwarts after the incident in 3rd year.

(I’m a slut for prof lupin )

You sat in the great hall next to Hermione for breakfast. You plonked snapes assignment that was due today onto the table and got to work with a piece of toast in your mouth.

“Why are you doing it now?” Ron asked with a mouthful of food. You scrunched your nose at him

“First of all don’t talk with your mouth open I can see everything you’ve eaten and second I forgot to do it last night. I had detention with Snape and completely forgot.” You huffed rushing through the paragraphs

“Oooh y/n you’ve got an admirer” Hermione giggled looking at her friend's confused face

“What do you mea… oh” you looked around till her eyes landed on the teacher's table to see professor lupin looking at you with a subtle smile on his face. Y/n blushed slightly but continued with her assignment

“He hasn’t stopped staring at you since that day at the burrow” Harry smirked at his friend who just shrugged her shoulders. Mind is too focused on not getting yet another detention with Snape.

Flashback

That night at the burrow. You were staying with the Weasleys for a few days before school started again. You were all outside watching the boys play quidditch when someone apparated into the field. It was Remus lupin. He watched as George lifted you up in victory spinning you around whilst his twin looked gutted. He thought you two were dating as you were so touchy with each other.

“You did it!” He heard you giggle as he walked into the burrow to greet molly.

The crowd of teens unaware of Remus’s presence barged into the room George still carrying you with a big smile on his face.

“Mum, did you see me win? You should have seen Fred’s face-“ all eyes turned to Remus. He stood up from his tea and greeted everyone. His eyes stayed on yours a little longer eyeing you up and down. You blushed and buried your head into George’s neck. Remus looked at the way George carried you. a wave of jealousy crossed his mind before speaking up.

“Good evening all. Hope you’ve had a great summer so far” he received a bunch of positive responses from the group

“Remus is joining us for dinner so go get dressed and for god's sake shower boys!” she waved her children out. George placed you on the floor

“That’s the smell of VICTORY MOTHER!” He boomed before kissing your cheek and running upstairs to get dressed

Hermione looked at you smirking and you just smiled

“What?”

“George is so into you. And you're definitely into him” you blushed before pushing the girl jokingly. At the dinner table, Remus kept staring at you. Hermione was the one who nudged your foot and gave you the look. Your eyes locked with his. Why was he smirking?

Flashback over:

You all had DADA that morning and you were nervous, to say the least as the four of you walked into the class. You sat with Hermione and got your books out. You rested your chin on your hand whilst you waited.

“Good morning class” Remus's voice boomed through the class making you jump. A hand landed on your shoulder

“Sorry for the freight miss l/n. Today's lesson is going to be a bit different. You are going to be catching up on some assignments. I understand professor Snape has one due today. Has anyone not finished it?” Remus looked around as many hands including your own went up

“Ah, I see. Get to it then. I will be here if you need help” he looked at you after that last sentence and sat at the front probably marking essays.

You sighed in your seat as you finished it off. You noticed lupin looking at your legs and you realised your skirt was a bit too short. You blushed and pushed it down making the professor clear his throat.

“Miss l/n a word please?” You shyly got up and followed your teacher to his office. Giving Hermione a help me look which got blanked.

“Sorry professor Did I do something-“ you were cut off by his lips on yours. You stood in shock before melting into his arms and kissing him back.

“Did you wear that to get my attention love?” He growled in your ear nibbling at your neck. Your hands weaved into his hair making him grunt in pleasure l.

“Cause you’ve surely got it.” He growled you felt your knees get weak at his words. Your lips connected and A warmth formed in between your legs as he lifted your leg over his waist

“Professor lupin?” A voice called out making you both quickly pull away

“Come to my office after hours” he gives you one more kiss before fixing himself up and walking out leaving you shocked. And also hot and bothered

A/n: I love lupin sm. sorry for not posting for a while

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

hi! do you take requests? if not just ignore this lolz

remus being insanely clingy/horny during his time of the month and reader just accepting her fate?

helloooooo! okay! so i made this extremelysoft!dark!remus x innocentnaive!reader! i accidentally deleted this the first time i had made it but then i re-did it so sorry for the wait! thank you sm for requests! feel free to send more!

note: I didnt edit it or review it so if there are any mistakes, please ignore them. this one isnt that good because i was doing this and homework simultaneously lmao

CW: somnophilia, soft!dark!remuslupin, dub!con, oral sex (female), a slightly perverted sirius black, marking, daddy k!nk, hints of little!reader (if i forgot anything lmk!!), penetrative sex, darker!sex, fluff

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this is bad. he thought, seeing your sleeping form on his bed. the full moon was two days away, and for a week leading up to it, he had been all over you; kissing your sweet lips and telling you that, 'no need to worry, sweetheart. a kiss just means that i love you and care about you, nothing more, nothing less. to you an' me, a kiss just shows how much we love each other! we can give little kissies in front of people or in by ourselves, see?' he pecked your lips softly, his thumb softly holding your chin. you giggled, a blush rising up to your face as your cheeks heated, an unfamiliar warmth blossoming in your core. 'i love kissies from you, remmy.' you smiled shyly, and remus could feel his cock twitch in his slacks. he leaned down and gave you a longer kiss, 'mm, i love kissin' you too, angel.'

that was over three months ago.

Now, with the full moon two days away, he could feel the dark, sadistic urges that each month he tried to suppress become stronger and stronger. Everytime you so much as looked into his eyes with that little doe look that you gave everyone that was taller than you, it made his cock harden in his slacks.

Thankfully, remus continued to kiss you and you continued to kiss him any chance the both of you got. Remmy loved how you were so innocently oblivious to the way he claimed you in front of everyone, murmuring a small, “gimme a kiss, darling,” in class when lucius malfoy stared at you for a bit longer than remus preferred. With his eyes trained on Malfoy, you leaned forward and kissed him softly, giggling about how soft his lips were, to which remus separated his eyes from lucius’s and looked down into yours. He smiled, kissing you softly again before peppering smaller kisses on your face to hear your delightful squeals that made his pants tighten. “I dunno, baby,” he began, kissing your soft pouty mouth again, “i think your lips are much softer.” 

He remembered the way your face turned a soft pink at something so cheeky but innocent.

How would you react to him doing something..more?

Remus and you always had a more touchy relationship than most friends. You loved it to his delight. He was able to have you and claim you without you questioning him. 

Like today, in the Gryffindor common room.

You walked in to find James, Sirius, and your Remmy all around the fire; smoke billowing from Remus’ parted lips as he exhaled the nicotine smoke from the cigarette that was burning between his pointer and middle finger. 

Once Remus’ saw you, his eyes softened, but a darkness still lingered in his pupils; a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips. 

“C’mere, baby,” he called softly to you, which brought the attention of Jamie and Siri to turn around to greet you.

As you happily dropped your books on the floor, entranced by the golden hue of light that lit up the lyncanthrope’s face, Jamie patted your bum, helping guide you to Remus so you didn’t trip. 

Remmy smiled, pulling you onto his lap as you straddled his thigh, his free-hand pushing your head to the crook of his neck as you breathed in his smell, fidgeting with the ends of his loosened tie once you got comfortable. Your skirt rode up as you adjusted yourself to straddle his muscular thigh, flashing the boys in front of you of your tiny, cotton panties cupping your mound and ass. 

James blushed and looked away, but the (slightly) perverted man that was Sirius shamelessly enjoyed the view and smirked before getting slapped on the shoulder by James.

Remus noticed this and adjusted your skirt as his eyes stayed on your face, telling him about your day as he looked up at you, kissing you hand and humming when you told him about something annoying a teacher or student did, or smiling when you told him about a test you did well on. 

Once you had finished, you cuddled up closer to Remmy, relaxation wrapping around your body like a soft blanket.

The boys chatted a bit more as Remus took one last inhale of the cigarette before leaning forward and passing it to Sirius, holding your head in place as you drifted into a lighter headspace as he gave the fag to Sirius, letting him take a slow inhale from the front of it. 

Sirius and James talked as Remmy listened, rubbing your back softly and kissing your forehead and the top of your head every so often. 

“Love you, angel,” he hummed, bringing your head up from his neck and giving you a soft kiss to your lips as you giggled softly, playing with his left hand and toying with the rings adorning his hand. 

“Love you more, Remmy.” you whispered, bending forward to kiss him again. Remus smiled, shaking his head as you soaked in his scent. 

“Wrong about that, my baby, it’s impossible that you love me more than I love you.” 

You were about to protest but Remus cut you off by pressing his lips to yours again, a kaleidoscope of butterflies fluttering in your tummy; your thoughts dissipating from your head as James and Sirius showed a knowing look, not at all surprised by this. 

At this point, they were just counting down the hours until you guys finally got together. 

Remus pulled away, his eyebrows furrowing, “Sweetheart, would you like to sleep in my bed tonight, hm? I have to go somewhere earlier on but’ll be back as soon as I can.” 

Curiously, you tilted your head to the side, “Where’re you going, rem?”

“Don’t worry your little head, princess,” he kissed the tip of your nose, and you smiled.

“Well, when’ll you get back?” Perhaps you could wait for him. 

“Not ‘till, late, so I want you asleep by the time I return, okay?” he patted your bum, pecking your lips. “An’ if you aren’t asleep, no more kisses for a week!” 

He wouldn’t ever revoke the right of kissing you for that long, why would he punish himself?, but he loved seeing the little worried look in your eyes. 

You gasped, twining your fingers with his as you brought his hand to your chest. “No! I promise I’ll be asleep, Remmy.” 

He smiled again, holding you closer to his body.

In truth, Remus had to set up a little area outside where when the transformation would occur, he would be fully prepared. You knew about what he went through, even patching him up every month as he withheld the urge to fuck you until both of you couldn’t think or speak, but he needed to focus on the task at hand which was making sure that he was well-prepared. 

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Remus stood at the foot of his bed, your sleeping figure blissfully dreaming as you cuddled up to your teddy bear Remmy had gifted you one day. 

‘Fuck.’ Remus thought, see the small, pale-pink cotton panties that cupped your ass and mound, your taut, matching tank top hugging your waist and chest as he bit back a moan from seeing your peaked nipples. 

The lycanthrope stripped from his clothes, only wearing his boxers that were straining from his cock. 

The urges were too much.

They had gone on for much too long. 

Remus couldn’t help himself..no, not for any longer.

It was torture, you were a sweet torture.

Pulling the taut tank top over your head, he gasped lowly, looking over at the sleeping figures of James and Sirius. 

Your nipples were puckered as the soft glow of the moon caressed your skin, goosebumps rippling in its wake. You were still fast asleep. You were a heavy sleeper. 

This was going to be fun.

Tenderly, Remus kissed slowly down your neck and to your chest, hesitating for a moment before sucking tightly on your left nipple as a small whimper escaped your pouty lips.

He then gently turned you over to lie down on your stomach, a small pang of sadness that he could no longer see your face ruminating before he saw the small wet spot on your cotton panties, the outline of your soft petals causing Remmy to almost drool. 

Moony brought his hands to the hem of your panties, pulling them slowly down your thighs and setting you in a ‘child’s pose’ position. 

Every stretch mark, skin dimple, and cellulite made him fall more for you, he loved how naturally beautiful you were.

With his large hands (he loved how small you were in comparison to him), he lifted your bottom half off of the bed, spreading your pussy lips and swallowing thickly at how your cunt was already sopping wet for him. 

He took his pointer finger and spread your wetness from the front of your pussy all the way to the little puckered hole and leaned forward to kiss the supple skin of your ass. His other hand squeezed and kneaded the flesh as he leaned forward and began sucking and licking at your pussy, a smaller whimper leaving your mouth as you still in fact slept. 

Spreading your thighs wider with his other hand, his hips bucked the air as he sucked at your delicious cunt, a blush crawling up to his face as he closed his eyes and savored your natural flavor. He wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking harshly as you let out small whines, rocking your hips back to meet his face.

Remus pulled his boxers down with his free hand quickly, his cock lightly tapping his abdomen, the tip red with arousal. The cool air caused his skin to tingle, small beads of pre-cum pricking at the tip of his hardened, heavy cock. He spread you wider, sucking harshly that he was partly afraid that he would bruise you, but between the taste of your pussy and the small, high-pitched, uh’s you made, he couldn’t stop. You were addicting.

Lapping at your little button, you came, a small moan leaving your mouth as you squirted beneath you on the white bedsheets, your body trembling and nipples rubbing against the mattress. Remus pulled away and watched you finish your squirting, body shaking as you slumped back down onto the bed, rolling onto your back, your eyelids fluttering open.

“R-remmy?” you stuttered, your breathing slightly labored. You took in the scene around you, Remus, his hard cock heavy in his left and him towering above you, and the chill that tickled up your spine as you realized that you were stark naked.

He leaned down, capturing your lips in a kiss. You could taste yourself on him.

“Shh, sweet girl,” he shushed, “Y’gonna be good f’me, right? Make daddy feel good, hm?” 

Your mind all floaty, you whimpered, pulling him to you. “Y-yes, daddy. Love you.” 

Remus smiled, kissing you again as he knelt between your thighs. You gasped as you felt his hard cock rub against your tummy. He kissed sloppily down your neck and to your breasts, sucking harshly on your right nipple and leaving you arching into him, sighing. 

You felt him push into your pussy, a low groan grinding in the back of his throat as he kissed your lips sloppily, pulling away and whispering, “I love you, bunny.” 

As he inched his way in, you squeezed him tighter than ever right before he got to the hilt of you. He leaned down and licked his tongue over yours sloppily before pressing his lips to yours. Drool escaped from your mouth as he began to rut into you, causing a loud moan to exit your mouth before he clasped his hand on top of your lips. “Shh, y’don’t wan’ pads or prongs to see this, right baby?”

You couldn’t even speak, not when he began fucking into you so hard that you could already see stars. Remus left marks on your soft skin, pounding into you as the headboard began to slam against the wall. Remus grunted before picking you both up and off of the bed, lying you on the ground, a pillow put under your head as he began fucking you rough again.

It was animalistic, this greedy urge that bubbled in both of your stomach’s to cum. Fucking you hard and deep, he held onto the edge of the bed side table as his cock brushed your walls, tears falling from your eyes.

Remus could bet money that you had no clue you were crying.

“Awh, sweetheart, don’t cry,” he said softly, a small moan leaving your mouth. “Please? F’me? I hate seeing you cry, my love.” 

He wiped the tears from your cheeks.

In truth, Remus loved when you cried. He hated if something bad happened to you and you were crying, but if it was over something small, he loved it. 

“I-I need it–I lub- I-I,” you couldn’t even finish a sentence, your eyes crossing over as Remus pulled back slightly and held your waist, pulling you down to meet his thrusts as if you were only some little fucktoy.

“What is it, sweet girl, hm?” he hummed, exhaling as you pulled him to you, his chest against yours as you felt the burning in your tummy. He felt the burning too. “Talk to daddy, baby. What’s wrong?” He pouted.

Tears poured from your eyes as he switched the positioning, not once stopping his cock from pistoning in and out of your quivering pussy. He bounced you on his lap, kissing between the valley of your breasts as he fucked up into you. 

“Lub chu,d-daddy” you slurred, pushing his head to your bouncing breasts, urging him to suck on them. “F-feel good, I-feel–” 

Remus bit his bottom lip before sucking on your nipples, tugging at them with his teeth as you cried out, his arms wrapped around your waist. 

He laid you back down on your back, pulling your knees up to your chest, spreading your thighs wider as squelching sounds were heard throughout the room. It was a miracle that the other boys’ hadn’t woken up. 

“Baby,” he whined, squeezing your breasts in his hands and kissing your lips. “I love you.” 

His cock brushed against your spot once again and you were coming undone around him, your cum spurting out on his cock and lower abdomen. 

“That’s right, take daddy like a good girl,” he whispered before cumming in you, hips sloppily thrusting. “Get you all plump and full of my babies, right, sweet girl?”

You nodded, your body still trembling and twitching from your peak. 

His hips began to slow and then stopped as you both began to heatedly kiss one another. 

“Mmm,” he hummed against your lips. “Let’s get you cleaned up, princess.” 

You nodded with a small pout and he pressed a kiss to your lips, causing them to turn into a small, shy smile. 

He pulled out slowly, shushing you when you whined, grimacing from the odd feeling of his cum leaking out of your cunt. Picking you up, he walked the both of you to the bathroom before cleaning you off, kissing your lips every time you whimpered and whined as he gently cleaned you. 

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The warm, morning sun filtered through the blinds and tickled your skin. You turned over into Remmy’s hold, nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck as he held you tightly, kissing your shoulder before drifting off into a slumber.

“Fuckin’ finally,” Sirius grunted, standing next to James as they took in you and Remus’ sleeping figures. You both were still naked, however, your most intimate parts were covered meticulously by the bedsheets. 

“Mate, this means we might hafta hear ‘em fuck every day.” Sirius’ face of horror was something laughable, but James understood the feeling. 

“I don’t know what’s worse, how they were before or..how they’re gonna be.” James said as they both walked out of the room, grabbing their bags to get breakfast from the Great Hall. 

“Guess we’re gonna hafta find out.”

[idk-maybe-i-did-it]

Sunflower - R. Lupin

Pairing - Remus Lupin x Hufflepuff!reader

Description - He dabbled in potions, she dabbled in sewing. She needed help on a potions exam, he needed help mending his robes. He proposed a trade.

Warnings - Swearing, mentions of self harm (brief)

part one - part two

She never had the money for new clothes, would never send her mother letters asking for more, she didn’t want to be a nuisance. And so she sewed, all over her clothes, where there would be any sort of rip or tear, you would see a flower there the next day.

She didn’t think the professors minded much, they weren’t big holes. She fixed the bigger ones with spells and potions, the little ones she didn’t mind. Remus noticed the little flowers, all the small, ornate designs that popped up along her clothes, they were all along the sleeves, along the hem lines; there were some on her skirt, little black, yellow, and white flowers. They matched her house colors.

Her name was Y/n, he thought she was cute. A cute, adorable, Hufflepuff witch that he believed he was friends with.

He thought Sirius would laugh at him for what he did in the library the next day, thought for sure that the boys would make a joke out of him, stopping when they hit the limit of course, but he didn’t expect them to coo and fawn over it.

He was in the library, putting his things down on a table in a dark little corner, when he realized that he’d dropped his book.

Remus turned and started looking, shuffling around the papers and other books lying on carts. He stood from his crouched position and turned, it was then that he saw her, she had just reached down and grabbed a book, it was his book.

She turned it over, he thought she was looking for a name, and then she walked over to a table, never taking her eyes off of the book, and slid her stack of things down to the end, across from Remus’ things.

He walked over in time to see her lean against the table. She was thumbing through the pages, he coughed into his fist and she looked up.

“ That’s-“, he cleared his throat, brows furrowing, “-that’s my book.”

She looked up at him, her hand against the table, and handed him the book. “ It seems interesting, you’ll have to let me borrow it when you’re done.” Her eyes flickered to his sleeve for a moment, and then her gaze went back to his face.

She motioned her thumb to the table, “ I was just about to study for the potions exam, care to join me?”

She slid her chair out, slipping into it, keeping eye contact with him the entire time. Remus nodded, dropping his gaze, and walked around the table to sit.

-

She was normally fine at potions, but she was absolute shite at this particular subject. They had a test on it in three days and she couldn’t get her head wrapped around the concept, she couldn’t even remember how to properly brew it either, no matter how many times she read and looked back at it.

She dropped her head into her hands and huffed, Remus thought she looked disgruntled and upset.

“ Do you want some help with that Y/n?”

Remus watched her shake her head, barely heard her murmured no thanks and he stood.

“ Don’t be silly, of course you do. You’ve been sitting there for the past thirty minutes sighing and furrowing your brows at those papers. I’ve grasped the concept, I can help.”

By the time she looked up, he had already sat down in the chair beside her. His head was propped up against his fist, his elbow on the table, and he was looking at her. It was as if he was daring her to say no. She saw why the boys liked him so much then, he had the same mischievous glint in his eye.

“ I would really like it if you would help me Remus, I really would, but I wouldn’t be able to pay you back or give you anything in exchange for the help.”

Remus leaned forward, pulling his right arm out of its sleeve. “ How about this, if you so insist on repaying me, you can just sew up my sleeve. It’s been ripped for ages and I haven’t been able to find the time to fix it myself. I figured, since you’re such an expert at mending things, maybe you could fix that too. Sort of a deal, a trade if you must.”

She nodded then, and let a little smile shine through. She reached out, and grasped his hand.

“ It’s a deal.”

-

Remus made an excellent teacher, she found that he was far better at making the lesson last in her memory than Professor Slughorn was. Well, it also could have had something to do with the fact that she had been tired as hell when he’d taught that lesson.

Remus had done well to fulfill his part of the deal, all Y/n had to do was make good on hers.

She was in her room when she’d made good on hers, she had had a relatively good day. Well, that was a lie, it was complete shit. But she wasn’t going to let anyone know that.

It was always when she was sad or angry when she noticed the rips, the little tears in her robes, the little rips in her curtains, the little cuts and scrapes on her skin. She would obsess over everything, every little detail and it was when she was mad or angry or pissed off that she would make the tears, make the ungodly amount of rips. Mad at herself, mad at the world. Yes, she was a clumsy girl but, there were far more rips than normal.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t afford to replace her torn robes, she could if she saved a little and mailed her mother, but she didn’t like admitting that she had torn them. When she got mad, she tore things, she would rip things apart, rip her leggings, would rip her cloak, her jumpers (although those holes were harder to repair), she would rip anything else to keep from ripping away at herself.

She’d tried it once, tried cutting, but it became an obsession and soon she became afraid; afraid someone would find out, would find her and lock her up, or maybe even distance her from her friends, take her away from what she loved. So she stopped, or at least tried to, she would occasionally slip up and scratch away at her arms and legs until she bled, bled, bled.

She resorted to sewing.

She would cause destruction, she would destroy her clothes, destroy her sheets, destroy everything, and she didn’t like that. She didn’t like to mess things up. It was at the age of thirteen that she took up sewing, she got mad one night, and she wrecked her stockings so terribly she couldn’t wear them the next day without getting reprimanded.

She liked putting things back together. It brought her peace. So when she sat in her bed, holding Remus’s torn cloak in her hands, sliding her fingers over the area, she couldn’t help but wonder who had torn it. She couldn’t help but want to put it back together.

Remus has given her the thing the day before, after they received the results of their potions tests. He had said that if she received a bad grade it was the teachers fault, not the students, so she wouldn’t have to mend it if she flunked.

Thankfully, she did well on it.

She wore his cloak for the remaining two hours of classes that day, not only because she didn’t have room in her bag but also because she was cold. She had a tear in her stocking and hadn’t been able to fix it and it was quite chilly that day, it didn’t help that she was normally cold throughout the day.

When she mended her stockings, she mostly just stitched them and left them alone but, on some occasions, she would sit and sew little flowers into the fabric. It was the same thing she did she her skirts, cloaks and her ties. She enjoyed adding the decorations to the clothing, it made her feel happy.

The tear in his sleeve didn’t take much time to fix.

She turned to get a sip of water, and she took a moment to observe the sunflowers on her roommates bed.

An idea had formed in her head.

-

“ Hey Sirius!”

Y/n grasped his shoulder, although released him soon afterwards, flushing. He jerked his head in the direction of the Great Hall, where everyone was going, dinner was already in session, and they began walking.

“ What’s up Hufflepuff?”

She bit her lip, glancing towards the floor in embarrassment, “ I was- I was just wondering, does Remus like sunflowers?”

He let out a hearty laugh, throwing his head back with laughter.

Was he laughing about her?

What did she say?

“ Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked, it’s sort of a stupid question anyways.” She gripped her bag tighter and went to turn down the left hall, going back towards the classes, when Sirius put his hand down on her shoulder, his still shaking from laughter.

“ Oh Y/n don’t worry about it, I just thought it was funny because- yeah, Moony is over the moon about sunflowers. Flowers in general really, he gets a kick out of seeing them all over you everyday, they really make him happy. But no, I just thought you were going to ask me something else you’re good.”

Sirius was staring at her with that half-baked grin on his face, his hand still plopped on her shoulder, when he noticed the way her hands shook. His gaze flickered down at her hands, now smoothing down the wrinkles in her sleeves. She was nodding her head absentmindedly, her chin trembling like her fingers, her lips quivered.

He raked a hand through his hair, his other propping against his hip. “ Hey uh, why don’t you come sit with us at the Gryffindor table tonight. I’m sure Remus would be pleased.”

She shook her head, moving backwards down the hall, “ I wish I could Sirius, but I’ve got something to do.”

His hands ceased their movement, and he looked at her quizzically, “ Are you sure Y/n, dinners already begun, you’ll miss it if you leave now.”

She stopped and turned around, her mouth spewing incomprehensible phrases, and he clamped his hand onto her shoulder, his brows furrowed, “ I insist.”

“ alright.”

-

“ Hey Y/n!”

Remus waved at her when she walked in, trailing Sirius. She didn’t wave back, but from the little glint in her eye and the smile that spread across her face he knew she saw. Sirius sat down at the bench and patted the spot beside him. She sat down and instantly began to butter some toast, shoving the delicious thing down her throat before loading her plate up with five or six more.

“ Hi Remus.”

Sirius was in a conversation with James at the time, so Remus and Y/n were left to themselves.

“ What brings you to this side of the hall? I hear the walk is much longer to the Hufflepuff table than Gryffindor.” Remus smiled cheekily and she kicked him.

“ Oh hush.”

He stole one of her bread slices and took a bite out of it, leaning his arm on the table.

“ Didn’t answer my question.”

“ You prat!” She reached over and smacked his arm, eliciting a guffaw on his part.

That cheeky smile stayed on his face for the rest of the evening.

-

She returned his robe the night after next, it was a Saturday and she just happened to bump into his group on the way to the library.

When she turned down the hall she didn’t expect to walk into a huddle of invisible teenagers, but she did. If Remus hadn’t shoved out of the cloak to grab her she would have fallen on her arse.

That was when she noticed the two other boys, and when Remus noticed the coloring to her eyes.

He released her then, as if afraid to acknowledge the racing of his heart from moments ago. Y/n hurriedly took off the cloak she was wearing, it looked too big on her, and she handed it to Remus.

“ All finished.”

Remus look the cloak and shrugged it on, thumbing at the line of stitching where the rip was. And then he saw the little flower sewn in under the wrist, it was a sunflower.

He looked at Y/n and then he put his arms around her for a moment or two.

“ Thanks for fixing it for me, and for the little flower. I love it.” Remus’s eyes were lit up in a wonderful way, it made her heart feel good.

“ Oh it’s no problem, I put one on the sleeve of mine too so we can match.”

Remus smiled at that, a big, happy smile, and he glanced back at the boys. “ Say Y/n, would you like to go into Hogsmeade with us?”

[remu5lup1n]

i just want to be in a remus lupin sirius black sandwich fuck off

[marauders-aesthetic]

The Red Thorns adventures (Harry Potter Marauders era fanfiction ) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/299037654-the-red-thorns-adventures-harry-potter-marauders?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Marauders_Aesthetic&wp_originator=nj7a24lHqPPQBY77R6MFrw8wvRQ45PSEolp6K%2BcAqUCseZ%2BGfqWQWvGtjHuBgYwitw5unoEuJUbSGy0KPF2abMi4iQDIA%2FO9kqXlquXJNyboR46iHDTJ9KrEihmQ107V Hogwarts, 1975 Bloom and her gang of friends are not your average kind of witches. They are in a gang called the Red Thorns. What is their goal ? To beat the Marauders and out prank them in every possible way. This year they are starting their 5th year and this is the year that will change for better or for worse. Read this story to discover the story behind the 4 girls who beat the Marauders at their own game. Disclaimer : I do not support JKR This story is based on the HP universe and all of my characters are OCs.

@hpaestheticsstuff @padfootspuppy @padsmoonyprongs

[mossyslittlegarden]

100 reads!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE!

[aspiringauthorintraining]

HARRY POTTER

HARRY POTTER IMAGINES MASTERLIST

James Potter

Favor for a Friend

Potter’s Super Date #1 #2

Second to None  #1 #2 #3

Remus Lupin

Chocolate

Selfish (1) (2)

Newt Scamander

Magizoologist-in-Training: #1 #2 #3 #4 #5 #6 #7

Draco Malfoy

It’s All Your Fault

Zabini’s Honeymoon

[comeonfuckmeemoboy]

here’s a more fluffy request:

cuddling with remus after you’ve had a long day.

|| babe are you trying to make me get back in my Rem phase? Also this turned more into a blurb-

Warnings: none just pure sickening remus fluff

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You were laying up in Remus' bed, dressed in one of his sweaters, cuddling his pillow and lungs filling with the scent of your boyfriend at every breath. You'd had a really long day. First double Potions with the Slytherins and though the professor was sweet, the students were far from it. Snape had tortured you for the two hours straight you were in there; dropping the wrong ingredients into your potion, nudging your hand as you measured armadillo bile so the accuracy was off, hiding your silver blade so the beetles you were chopping were blunt and messed up. Transfiguration had wiped it out of you too, the complex NEWT requirements frazzling your brain until you couldn't even think straight. The rest of your day was a blur, an exhausted stumble between lessons, even skipping lunch because you couldn't bring yourself to eat anything.

When the hell had finally ended, you'd come straight up to your common room, dropped your bag off in your dorm and found Remus' bed, snuggling into his pillow in an attempt to ease the aching in your head.

Remus opened the door to his dormitory, finding you curled in his bed, eyes shut and arms wrapped around the place where he usually rested his head. He couldn't help but notice the way your eyelashes cast shadows on your cheeks and that one infuriating little piece of hair that would never stay in your ponytail fluttered with each exhale.

"You awake bunny?" He asked, throwing his robe over the bottom of his bed and unbuttoning his shirt.

You just hummed, turning around to look at him, the beautiful scars littering his toned chest, the amber eyes looking at you worriedly. "'M awake."

Remus pulled a shirt on, leaving his legs bare as he climbed in beside you. "What's wrong sweetheart?" He sighed, stroking your cheek bone with his thumb.

"Had a bad day." You mumbled. You wrapped your arms around his torso, head nuzzling into his neck as you threw you leg over his hip. He moved his hand to rest on your bare thigh, tracing circles on the skin there and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"I'm sorry bunny." He sighed, wrapping an arm around your waist and resting his head on yours. You closed your eyes, the sound of his heart beating and breathing lulling you to sleep. Just you and your Remus. Remus and his bunny, warm and comfortable, together, as it should be.

[lonely-thoughts-past-midnight]

Turned by Love

Pairing: young!Remus Lupin x Reader

Warnings: AU, Stupidity, a hurt ankle, cowardly behaviour and love (?)

Summary: only the one who truly loves and trusts the werewolf, can turn him back, before the night ends – Remus hasn’t found the one yet – or did he?

A/N: So, this was requested by @deaconsposts and basically, there is an English myth about werewolves. If someone who loves and trusts the wolf, says his name, he will turn back.

Yes - this is an AU since it does NOT work like that in Harry Potter, though it is such a lovely idea.

--

Remus dreaded one thing more than N.E.W.T.s and OWLs. It was the time of the full moon. Since fifth year his friends kept him company, but he had to lie to so many of his friends – he felt horrible for telling them all those white lies. For example, Y/N – a witch from y/h – undoubtedly one of the kindest people he knew, and yet he lied to her every month.

At first their friendship had only started for academical purpose – they studied, they read and after time they did not only meet for this reason alone. Remus had grown fond of the girl. He had to endure endless teasing from James, Sirius and Peter – and the three of them tried to get him to tell her how much he liked her. Maybe in another life, he would, but his furry little problem was the reason why he would never do that. He couldn’t put this weight on her shoulders.

He and his friends were already awaiting – more like dreading – the full moon, which was hidden behind clouds for now. His thoughts went one last time to the kind h/c haired woman he fell for before he felt extreme pain.

--

Y/N felt bad. It was a full moon night – which meant Remus would have to endure a lot of pain tonight. Officially she didn’t know – but the Marauders were absolutely horrible at hiding it. Calling him Moony – when he misses classes every full moon and comes back heavily injured. Being on the edge days before the moon. She knew after the first few months. But it was painfully obvious.

She noticed how he kept to himself, so slowly Y/N tried to get close to him – helping him, after the full moons by taking notes from the classes he missed. At first, she only did it because she felt bad for him, but as it happened, she started to like his own persona – kind, funny and absolutely adorable. And as it happened, she fell for him.

At first the girl only had a crush but after two years there was no denying it – she was absolutely at his mercy – because she loved him so dearly. It was the little things, how his hair never kept its shape, how he was reading the rules to find loopholes, how he was excelling all classes. Just all the little things that made him himself.

So tonight Y/N wanted to help – and not only by taking his notes. She would try and help him. Her h/c was lighted up by the moonlight – as if the moon was taunting her. She was already near the Shrieking Shack – or rather the Whomping Willow - as it was there to protect the entrance – and she could hear his screams of pain.

The e/c girl had started running, feeling horrible for her friend (and love interest) – she would do anything she could.

She saw something that was surprising, the werewolf (who was Remus) played with a shaggy, black dog, a stag and another animal – probably – she couldn’t see – but wherever Remus, James and Sirius were, Peter was not far.

She got closer and closer and with eyes full of wonder she didn’t register as the werewolf took notice of her. Her e/c eyes had gotten wide with horror, once she saw that the werewolf was heading her way. Tears started streaming down her face. Would that be it?

Before the animal could reach her, the stag threw him out of the way, and as if her brain knew what to do – she ran. What a stupid idea!! What was I thinking, the h/c girl thought to herself. Her feet were carrying her – even though deep down she knew that it was a fight she couldn’t win. No matter what she would do, a werewolf was faster than a human.

And while her thoughts were drifting so much, she didn’t notice the uneven floor and fell hard. Her leg hurt horribly, and even more tears were in her eyes. It didn’t take long before the 4 animals caught up. Finally, she was able to see the forth animal – a rat. How very useful, she thought. Though better than being killed or infected.

Even if the dog, the stag and the rat tried, they were to slow. The wolf was above her and finally, she realized something. This wasn’t some monster, it was her Remus. Even if the girl knew it deep down, now she realized it with every fibre of her being. Before I die, I have to tell him!

“Remus… I know you are somewhere in there. I haven’t told you this, because I was scared, but there is no reason to be. I am in love with you. I know that you, Remus Lupin, would never intentionally hurt me, so I forgive you for everything that will happen.” A small smile graced her lips as she closed her eyes ready to take the hit.

Suddenly she could hear the breaking of bones – and she opened her eyes in horror. The werewolf in front of her was transforming back? How could this be? Sirius – aka Padfoot – James – aka Prongs – and Peter – aka Wormtail – transformed back to their human self.

All of them were littered in cuts and scrapes. But they didn’t care, they watched their best friend transform back, their eyes wide in shock. After finally being back to normal, Remus fell unconscious. “Moony!”, James and Sirius caught him before something could happen.

And while the boys were completely concentrated on the task at hand – which was taking care of Remus – Y/N left.

--

Madame Pomfrey was awaiting them – so were McGonagall and Dumbledore – but they didn’t think they would arrive so early. While the full moon was mockingly shining through the windows – the three adults were staring at the human Remus. “How did this happen? How has he already transformed?” It was an open secret, that the other three Marauders went with Moony – but for obvious reasons, they couldn’t say it.

“We don’t know – we looked out of the Gryffindor Tower and saw someone, so we headed down.”, James lied smoothly.

“There is only ONE way, how he could transform back. There is a myth, that if someone truly trusts and loves the werewolf, he will transform back – if called by his name.”, Dumbledore said – deep in thoughts. “You three – get back to your dorm – you can check upon Remus tomorrow – and because this was an emergency you won’t get detention – but don’t let it happen again.” McGonagall said – her motherly nature to all of the boys obvious.

“Thank you, Professor!”

--

The h/c haired girl arrived at her dorm – quietly but cursing she searched for something that would soother the pain in her ankle – which was already swollen. Finally, after what seemed like hours, she found something and with a quiet whisper, she said the spell that would help her heal. How should she face James, Sirius, Peter and Remus now? And with that thought, she fell asleep in her bed.

--

The following morning, the three boys visited Remus, who surprisingly was already awake. “What happened yesterday – I feel way better than usual after a full moon.” The three boys gave each other looks before Sirius grinned. “You have found your one – the little y/h girl. She was there yesterday – I have no idea why – you chased her and when u got to her, she confessed her love and you turned back. Sadly, she left, before we could talk to her.”

“You are telling me, that Y/N is the one, who turned me back? That’s absolutely impossible!” Remus's face was a little red and not only that, but he also was shocked. “Mr Lupin – since you are perfectly fine this night, I will let you go now. I hope your following months will be as comfortable.” Madam Pomfrey said. “And you lot - get out”, she said in the direction of the three boys.

--

Y/N successfully avoided all of the Marauders. She knew they tried to get to her before breakfast – the solution was to go earlier. Her friend crossed her idea though. She wanted to leave before they would enter, but she didn’t have any luck. Her friend asked her a billion questions about potions – this was the reason why suddenly someone tapped onto her shoulder.

Before her was the sandy-haired boy with the eyes she dreamed about. Suddenly her cheeks felt hot and before she could even process it, her body already knew what to do. A quick “See you”, was shouted to her friend’s direction before she ran off.

Remus just stood there – a little shocked and most definitely confused. Did he do something wrong?

--

The mission of avoiding the four troublemakers had been successful until now – in Charms, she was a bit late, so she sat far from them – in DADA she arrived early and sat next to her fellow y/h friends. But now would be the end of her luck: potions.

In potions, Y/N was paired with Peter – and Remus with her best friend. The worst of all was the potion they would be talking about today. Amortentia. She already knew what she would smell – books, chocolate and a faint smell of wood.

In other words: Remus Lupin.

--

Y/N even thought about not going to the class – but her stupid crush wouldn’t be able to stop her from learning new stuff. They all stood around Professor Slughorn – while he talked about the love potion. In the middle stood a vessel full of Amortentia. “Now, who could tell me a little about the potion in front of us? Y/L/N?” “It’s Amortentia, the strongest love potion in the world – it smells like the person you love and if you drink it, you will fall in love as well.” Y/N felt her cheeks tingle as Remus threw her a look.

“Very good, indeed – 15 points to y/h. Now, Y/N why don’t you come forward and tell us what you smell?” “Sorry Professor, but I caught a cold, and I kind of lost my sense of smell”, Y/N told him a smooth lie. “Well that’s too bad – what about you Mr. Lupin?” Remus only nodded.

He stood above the cauldron and took a smell of the potion. “It smells like a sweet kind of ginger, books and… and kind of like an early morning.” Y/N felt a shock surge through her. That was her smell, she was sure of it, but it couldn’t be.

The hour went by slowly and as soon as the class was dismissed, Y/N wanted to run for it again, but Remus beat her to it. “Can we please talk?”, he sounded absolutely desperate. The h/c girl wanted to say no, she truly did – but with this look in his green eyes, she couldn’t.

With a slight nod, she gave him her agreement and the two of them headed to an empty corridor.

--

“Listen, James and Sirius told me, that it was you. I know they lied, you don’t feel anything for me, so don’t feel bad for it – okay?” Y/N felt complete and utter confusion. “Remus, they weren’t lying, I am completely and utterly in love with you. I just thought you didn’t feel anything for me…” Remus wanted to tell her, that she didn’t need to lie, but before he could, he felt her soft lips on his.

“I only love you, Remus.”

Remus felt like he would cry because he was so happy.

“And I love you.”

@im-a-writer-right

[writing-in-the-impala]

Just interested in knowing something:

[lucifer5lucy]

The Brightest Star In The Sky - Gifts And Surprises (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/831746410-the-brightest-star-in-the-sky-gifts-and-surprises?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Lucifer5lucy&wp_originator=fGnhy2z4tyOxxnMcn1UMpXy9F0lAKhi5lkXeY1xXVB50UmS5vHYe7jYCJJi6Sd1Kn3F7JVkLk%2Br%2BwC5K62y%2B3bUyZLJO9jlOnMblzPpWZU1Mc16ohuiDZ6%2BlbuKPK1qm 

 You're a huge Potterhead from America, and after a strange Halloween night, you find yourself at King's Cross station, platform 9 ¾, and four teenagers you thought you'd never meet just a couple of feet away. 

[rumannwrites]

Hi everyone!! I’m Hahn and I’m new to posting on Tumblr! If you have any tips, I would really appreciate if you could send them to me (cause, lets be honest, I have no idea what the hell I am doing). I’m going to be writing fanfics for many tv shows/movies.

I already have some in the draft and some new ideas. For example:

- Young!Remus Lupin x fem!reader

-George Weasley x Slytherin!reader

-Highschool!Bucky Barnes x Rogers!reader

-OUAT Characters x adoptive!charming!reader

I really hope you like them and you like my writing style! All should be coming out soon (hopefully).

[idk-maybe-i-did-it]

Daisy - R. Lupin

Pairing - Remus Lupin x Hufflepuff!reader

Description - Late Hogsmeade trips led to early Hogwarts adventures, and then maybe some adventures of the soul.

Warnings - Swearing, mentions of self harm,

part one - part two

A/N: not proofread!!

She didn’t know where the boys had gotten an invisibility cloak from, or how they knew where to exit the castle from, but she knew she trusted them, and that she loved it.

It would’ve been better during the day, they could’ve gotten some sweets from Honeydukes, but it was still more fun than she’d ever imagined herself having. They ran all throughout the castle, gone through all those many passages, and then they’d done something to a statue (Remus had to cover her eyes so she wouldn’t see) and had gone out to the little village.

After their little night time adventure outside the caste grounds, they had a little night time inside the castle grounds. James seemed to think that she didn’t get out often enough and made them run through all the halls, got her to play games in long forgotten classrooms, got her to duel with them in the prefects bathroom, and then he got her to fly.

She had been afraid of heights for so long, they figured that out in first year during their flying lessons when she sobbed at the thought of getting off the ground more than a foot or two. Everyone called her a wimp, Sirius had called her sane.

She became even more afraid of heights the summer before their four year, a boy had asked her out, and he took her on a date near an old transport bridge, it was a place where they could see the stars and the entirety of their town, the date had gone fine. But she had never known of that bridge before, it was the only one in her hometown, and so he introduced her to it, and something happened to her on that bridge later in the summer, something that could have made sure nothing would ever happen with her again.

She didn’t know if it was the sincerity in his eyes, or the emotions showing in his face that had made her do it, but she knew something did.

They were on the quidditch field, one moment her and Remus were watching him and Sirius fly around, and then the next James was in front of her, holding out a hand, asking her to get on and fly with him. She didn’t want to, there was no way in hell that she would be getting on that broom but, it was like James knew that.

She started to panic, her hands gripped the grass like they gripped her sheets at night and her face was turning pale at the memories resurfacing in her brain. James didn’t know what was going on in her mind, he didn’t know what she was afraid of, or what she was trying to save herself from by not getting in the air, but he knew he could try. He could try and push her a little bit, get her to loosen the reins a little bit.

She would never get better if he didn’t try.

“ Y/n, I don’t know what’s scared you enough to make you afraid, and I don’t know what dark thoughts are swirling around in your mind right now but, I know that if you take one bad memory and try to replace it with a good one, it helps you regain that control that you’ve lost.”

Her eyes flickered in that moment, and her emotions changed, she went from being a scared little doe to being an angry little beast. She snapped out, standing with her fists clenched, nails digging into her palm.

“ I was hurled off a bloody bridge and fell into a river two hundred fucking feet down James. It’s not that simple!”

His voice never faltered though, “ I know that Y/n, but it’s not supposed to be.”

His voice was no more than a whisper, and yet he’s heard him loud and clear.

It’s not supposed to be.

She grabbed his hand and as he helped pull her onto the broom James couldn’t help but think back to the day that he’d seen her fall off that bridge, he was in town for a week with his mum, dad, and Sirius. His parents went and put their things down at his aunts house and his aunt had said Y/n was down by the river again, likely collecting some more flowers or something.

Him and his cousin had never been the closest of relatives, nor had they had the best connection to each other when hanging out, but he knew her well enough to know that she would be by the bridge, gathering some flowers where they had grown near the end parts. But he didn’t expect to see her leaping off of it when him and Sirius arrived, they were to gather her for lunch, not gather her for a funeral.

He snapped back when he felt her freezing cold fingers wrap around his waist, he could feel them through his shirt they were so cold.

“ Are you ready?”

“ I don’t think I’ll ever be.”

And he took off.

The higher and higher they went the more and the more she thought. He began to hover in one spot soon after he felt the tears from her face. “ You okay N/n?”

He could feel the shake of her head against his back and he went to go back down.

“ don’t go back down yet James, I’m okay. We’ve gotta replace one bad one with a good one remember.”

James smirked, “ We’d better make this memory magnificent then.”

-

She didn’t lose her fear, she just learned how to get past it long enough to have fun. When one bad memory came up, think of a different good one.

She was thinking about the feeling of safety that surrounded her when she was lying with the boys in the grass in Hogsmeade when James brought them down, it replaced the feeling of fright and helplessness from when she hit the water. She was thinking about how solid James’s body was and how the feeling of him being with her brought her comfort when James brought her up, it replaced the distant, unattached thing that she felt when she climbed onto the ledge. She let James’s reassuring words and Sirius’s grin from where he floated across from them help calm her down when they stopped in the air and sat, it replaced how she felt when she was flying through the air, plummeting towards the river.

After the first little bit though, she found that she didn’t need to exchange memories, because having James there to keep her steady and afloat was enough.

Eventually Remus came up with them, and they all laughed and played together for what seemed like decades.

She didn’t know what it was but, something about Remus made her feel like she could be herself, something about James made her seem like she could relax and let her walls down, they called it the cousin calamity touch when they were younger, and of course there was something about Sirius too, she just felt like she go go wild around him, like she could be more than just the quiet little puppy she normally was, like she could let that caged angry, emotional animal inside of her out without wrecking something.

-

It was around three in the morning when they came back inside the castle.

Remus had been walking when he remembered something, “ Say Y/n why were you out and around in the halls earlier?”

The three of them were going to walk her back to Hufflepuffs common room before retreating to the Gryffindor one. She was about to respond to Remus when Filch appeared, they were nearing one of the halls near the kitchens when Filch appeared, they turned around a corner when they saw him, stalking with his cat and his lantern.

He grunted when he spotted them, luckily she was hidden tucked in the back so he couldn’t have gotten a glimpse of her, but if he did, it wouldn’t have been a long enough glance to recognize her.

Remus grasped her hand, and then they ran.

-

“ Remus slow down!”

Y/n was panting, they ran and they ran and they ran, every way they turned Filch seemed to find them.

James shouted out. “ We have to get to the tower first!”

They swerved another corner, coming up to the changing staircases that she despised so much, and then they started climbing. It didn’t matter how much her body begged, she didn’t slow her pace. She kept pushing, pushing, pushing until she couldn’t push anymore without wanting to vomit.

Remus reached back, locking his fingers with hers and pulling her along, “ Hold on Y/n, we’ll be near an alcove soon and we can hide out until Filch leaves.”

There was a stitch in her side and a cramp in her leg, she could feel the wounds on her leg start to open up.

“ Better be soon.”

-

They did stop eventually, and it was an alcove where they stopped at as well.

The first thing Y/n did when she regained her breath was hurl. They didn’t expect that of her, so when she doubled over against the wall, wrenching her guts out, they didn’t know what to do other than hold her hair.

They hadn’t known enough about her then, not even James had, and he was her cousin, to know that she would vomit from all that, of course it could have been from some other reason like, maybe she’d eaten a lot earlier running just stirred it all up.

“ Woah, woah,” Sirius helped Y/n steady herself for a moment, and then scrambled to grasp her hair again. No matter how short or long hair was, there was always the possibility of it getting in the way.

By the time she stood up again, there were two hands on her shoulders. Sirius has his hands on her shoulders, and he was looking at her, his head cocked to the side, “ You good Hufflepuff?”

She nodded tersely and began to lean against the pillar beside the alcove, “ Yeah,”

She laughed, it was a shallow, breathless sound, “ I haven’t ran that much in a while.”

The grin on her face made grins break out across all of their faces and, at the sudden realization of what she’d previously done, and at the realization of the attention they’d been giving her, her face flushed. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, folded her arms tightly under her chest and grimaced.

Sirius had already let her go and went to spell the mess away, she turned her head and the grimace and negative things in her head showed on her face. “ I’m sorry you guys- it’s my fault honestly, Sirius move I’ll fix it up. You should head back to Gryffindor.”

She was greatly embarrassed, and yet they didn’t judge her, they waved off her apologies as they walked out of the alcove and kept on swatting them away as they walked up to the tower. James insisted that she stay in their dorm for the night, if only because they were almost caught by Finch and didn’t want to push any luck.

They walked down the hall, their arms wrapped on each other’s shoulders, and went on to finish their adventure. They ended one and began another all in one night, she would never regret taking Remus’s hand, not even after they saw the disaster she called her skin, not after they heard of the things that occurred in the jungle she called her mind, not after they saw the little splotches of darkness in her bright little soul.

No, she would never regret that decision, because it made her heart fill with glee.

-

“ Remus, are you sure I can borrow this?” She looked at herself in the mirror, the shirt was long enough that she didn’t require a skirt to keep herself covered but, the sleeves weren’t long enough to conceal all of the scars running over her arms. Well, they were but if she stretched certain ways they showed everything.

“ Yeah, besides, I doubt you’d want to use one of James’s or Sirius’s, they haven’t gotten their things cleaned in about two weeks.”

She bit down on her tongue and tried to keep in her groan. She would wear the damned thing, although with her stockings and with whatever underthings she had on, and she would deal with what questions she got asked.

James had already seen some of her scars, it had been once or twice during the last summer and a few times in their classes. But he never directly addressed any of it, only asking or conversing about the situation indirectly or by pretending it was something else that they were discussing inside of the tearing of her skin.

Y/n walked out of the bathroom and walked over to the Remus’s bed, ignoring the two bare-chested boys in the room. She sat down lightly, her hands under her legs to keep her from running them up and down her arms.

“ Whatcha reading there Remus?”

He looked up from his book and his face became a light shade of pink when he saw her sitting there in his bed, that little look to her face as she asked the question.

He put his head back down and kept on reading, ignoring the filthy look she gave him. She scooted up close to his side and began reading over his shoulder. “ You know Remus, it’s quite rude to leave someone’s question unanswered, especially after acknowledging their presence.”

“ Yeah Remus!” Sirius chimed in.

“ Take that Moony, answer her next time!” James added.

He couldn’t believe this, he was being schooled by those two dults.

“ I’m reading Science and Passion.” His cheeks turned a deep red when he said it and despite herself, Y/n laughed.

She leaned further into him and looked down at the book, she had never read anything so filthy!

“ Remus!” She smacked his arm and took the book from him, shoving herself back.

“ Hey, give it back I didn’t save my place!” Remus scrambled off the bed and started to follow after her when James went to pull him back. Sirius was sitting beside with Y/n on his bed, reading the book along with her.

“ James! Let me go!”

Remus was flailing about and it was only when Sirius started reading the paragraphs aloud when James let him go, scrambling to book the thing from Y/n’s grasp.

“ Y/n you don’t need to read that!”

-

She left early in the morning, taking extra care so she wouldn’t disturb the boys. She left the room as she had found it, the bed was made, her uniform was back on, and the shirt was folded on the edge of Remus’s bed.

She couldn’t help but think of how Remus had looked at her last night in Hogsmeade while she strolled down the halls. She didn’t know what it was about the way he looked at her, but while she was holding his hand under the stars, looking at him look at her from the corner of her eye, she felt safe.

And kind of giddy.

-

When she returned to her dorm, Y/n grabbed the article of clothing nearest to her, and she began sewing. Not sewing up any holes, not fixing any fought patches, but sewing in patterns. It was the pattern of a daisy that she stitched into the cloak, it’s weight solid in her hand.

Daisy’s made her happy, and Remus did too.

And so she sewed daisies, she sewed on one daisy, and simply went on to sew another on a different article of clothing. On and on until she felt at peace, only then did she rest.

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sorry i wasn’t listening i was thinking about remus lupin calling me puppy and how everytime i read it in a fan fiction i black out for 5 minutes

also sirius black saying it

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amn anyway