Minutes seemed to seep away; the last remnants of sand began
to drain from the glass grip of the hourglass. Time was up and so was her exam.
Shakily, Y/N placed her quill down and sceptically scanned over her paper; it
was the first exam she had completed without leaving any questions undone and
not having a break down mid-way through. After all papers had been collected in,
she exhaled a sigh of relief: if she had done badly, there was no way of
changing what had already been done.
Apprehensively, she made her way out of the hall. In need of
comfort and cheer and a confession fuelling up inside, she made her way up the
stairs, towards Classroom 3C.
As she reached the foot of the stairs, she noticed that the
door was already wide open. Hesitantly, Y/N stepped inside, clutching tightly
onto her bag. To her astonishment, the entire classroom looked manic.
Parchments and quills were strewn on the floor, tables and chairs were knocked
over; the entire room was cloaked in darkness, the only flicker of light
emitting was from the sunset outside. Y/N couldn’t comprehend what, why and how
this scene had occurred. She crept slowly towards the front desk, eyes skimming
over her professor’s untidy workload. Suddenly, a loud bang erupted from above
her, making her jump out of her skin. Her eyes trailed up to find a dark
silhouette, hiding behind the shadows; his demeanour rugged yet sturdy.
“What are you doing here?” spoke a monotone voice; his tone
unfamiliar to Y/N- unfilled with warmth and serenity as it usually was.
“Erm… Remus?” Y/N replied cautiously, concern filling her
voice as the figure began to descend down the stairs.
“Answer the question” he commanded in a stern voice, sending
fearful shivers down Y/N’s spine. She seemed unable to find her words as his
body started to make its way closer to her- his spiritual presence away.
“Nothing I suspect-” he cut,
“- Now if you would be so kind as to leave my office, it’s
after hours.” He retorted, irritation lingering in his voice.
“- Considering you’re going to get your good grades, I guess
I won’t be of much service.” Y/N stared
at him in bewilderment. ‘what is he saying?’ she thought to herself, before
she began to speak.
“Remus… what do you mean? It’s me…?” she muttered silently,
her breathing hitching as she spoke each word.
He scoffed quietly before he continued, “You know, I’m
surprised your still keeping up the ‘innocent-student’ act. Seriously, it’s
getting boring.” He paused for a moment, racking his brain of his thoughts.
“-Well, of course you wouldn’t understand the meaning behind
your actions…not when you were with Professor Kettleburn, and certainly not
with me.-” Y/N burrowed her eyebrows in confusion at her professors words.
“I-I-I’m afraid I don’t understand what you’re trying to
imply, Remus” she responded.
“Professor Lupin-” he interrupted, his face motionless and
“- students aren’t supposed to address teachers by their
first name… it’s impolite and disrespectful.
But I suppose it’s because you’re…” he paused, eyes narrowing
down at her,
“- a child. You don’t understand the meaning of respect. You
only care for yourself, as children tend to do-”. he halted for a moment,
before he shook out an empty, panged laugh,
“Getting intimate with a teacher in order to get a good
grade: a little cliché don’t you think Y/N… even for your standards”. Y/N’s
eyes began to line with tears, her face furrowed with disbelief at the professor’s
word of animosity.
“.. E-Excuse me?” she choked her voice unable to penetrate through
“- is that what you think of me. A fucking slut who sleeps
around with teachers to get a good grade?” she shrieked in fury at the
“Well that’s what I’ve heard” Professor Lupin replied, not
making eye contact.
“What and you believe rumours spread by teenagers, do you?”
she questioned him with a burning glare. He didn’t respond.
“ If you must know, the reason why I stayed behind with
Kettleburn, wasn’t to fucking screw him.-
… it was to get help with my
lessons because that’s what a person does when they’re struggling at a certain
subject….because …” she explained, trying to steady her breathing before she
“… Because that person actually cares about what they get in
their N.E.W.T’s because maybe, just maybe, they want to create a better future
for themselves because they’ve endured such a shitty past.-“ she hitched, strangled
cries rendering her unable to speak properly,
- B-b-because their parent’s made bad choices and now
they’re locked away in Azkaban, leaving their child to fend for themselves.-
-… And as
much as the child tries to cover up her horrible life and create a
positive mind-set ….she can’t. Because guess
“… People always have to assume the worst even when she’s trying her best… including the ones she thought she loved. So there you go…-” she broke off, tears
cascading down her broken face,
“…I hope you’re satisfied.” She sputtered.
A wave of guilt and
remorse washed over Professor Lupin as he began to fill with realisation.
Without making eye contact at Y/N, he looked over to the window; darkness began
to shadow the sky, filling the room in dimness.
“…Y/N?-” He spoke, slowly placing a hand on her arm, finally
meet her gaze, but she flinched away at his touch.
“Don’t…” she whispered with hurt,
… Not anymore.” applying inflation on the last word. Before
Professor Lupin could voice his say, Y/N leftt.
Running as fast as her legs could carry her, she made her
way out the door and down towards her dormitory. Tears streamed down her face
as she buried her body deep within the covers; encasing her in pain and misery.
And she remained in that position for hours; oblivious to the faint cries from
a werewolf not far away; its body brandished in cuts and scars… her heart
wielded in the same way.
The following morning arrived with a foggy start. Y/N got
up, her head heavy and face rugged. She had spent all night crying; the
puffiness and dark circles under her eyes serving a friendly reminder that slumber
did not pay her a visit.
She looked at her image in the mirror and groaned in
disgust; not only did she look a mess but her first lesson would be with… him.
She couldn’t bear the thought of facing him in her DADA lesson. She pondered for
a moment before deciding that it would be best if she did not go. Surely no one
would realise her absence anyway.
“Professor Lupin, what a pleasant surprise. Shouldn’t you be
resting” responded the cold voice of Professor Snape, who was covering Lupin’s
lesson, due to his ill condition. Professor Lupin had clamoured though the
door, his shirt askew, hair messy and fresh scars littering his face.
“Sorry to interrupt but could I please borrow Y/N” he asked,
a hint of urgency in his tone.
“Unfortunately Miss Y/L/N, much like yourself, has failed to
show up to her lesson at the appropriate time. She is marked absent” he
muttered flatly. ‘that’s odd, she always
turns up to her Defence lessons’ Professor Lupin thought to himself, burrowing
his eyebrows in concern and confusion.
“N-n-no matter…Thank you Professor” he smiled lightly
before turning to leave, limping along the way to due to his injuries.
Y/N lay on the tattered bed, her back rested against the
wall of the Shrieking Shack . She made no reaction, she simply stared out into
the open space; cast away in her thoughts. A small creak plunged her out her
“I thought you’d be here-” a silken voice sounded. She shifted
her gaze to meet his figure; her face emotionless.
“-This place had always served as a sanctuary to unearth all worries
and troubles-” Professor Lupin continued, strolling around the open space,
“- as well as serving as a prison of isolation from
normality.” He mumbled, sadness brimming in his tone, gaining Y/N’s attention,
despite her cold exterior. Professor Lupin
slowly stumbled over to the wall adjacent from Y/N, his hands scanning over the
scratched wooden structure.
“That night was pretty horrific-” his hand still gently
stroking at the slashed wood as he spoke,
“James sustained quite a nasty gash but Sirius still
managed to subdue my destruction”. He let out a pained, expressionless laugh; Y/N
looked at him with confusion, her mind suddenly filled with worry and concern. He
slowly turned to face her direction, his eyes filled with distress as he began
to express his mind’s furtiveness.
“You know Y/N, there’s something I’ve been keeping from you,
that will probably make you detest me more than you already do-” he paused,
making his way over to Y/N,
“-But first… I owe you an huge apology” he drew in a long
deep breath before he continued, crouching beside Y/N as he spoke,
“I am so sorry Y/N… for everything. I accused you of
something so unjust and ridiculous, that I rendered all sources of logical
reasoning useless. I actually believed a rumour spread by 16 year-old’s about
the person I cared for the most, instead of coming to you first. I’m a fool and
the way I acted towards you was disgusting and completely unforgiveable. I feel
so ashamed that I showed my worst side to the best thing that’s ever happened
to me in a long time. I’ve already lost so many of who were dear to me and now I
feel as though it’s happening again… but this time due to my own accord. Y-you
know one of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you
“… but considering I’m about to tell you something that will
put our entire relationship in jeopardy, I’m willing to throw caution at the
wind-” he paused, a few tears escaping his eyes as he looked up to meet Y/N
“… I love you Y/N…
…You’re the reason I wake up in the
morning because seeing your face every day just makes this, ‘living’ that much
more enjoyable. Your smile is absolutely intoxicating and when you laugh, by
Merlin, when you laugh Y/N… I feel as though my heart’s bound to beat right out
my chest because it’s so beautiful. You’re beautiful. And I know I’ve pretty
much fucked things up between us, I just hope you don’t forget that because you’re
everything I’ve always wanted and more. I love you Y/N and I don’t think I will
ever stop. Please know that because what I’m about to tell you will change everything”
He sighed in alleviation but soon anxiousness crept up inside him,
“… I’m a werewolf Y/N… That’s why I’ve been missing classes and
limited my time seeing you, including last night…-
… I’m so sorry.” He ended solemnly, bowing his head in
Y/N didn’t know how
to react. She sat there, gazing at the broken man who had just poured out his
heart and soul. On one hand, her heart filled with glee and adoration or her
professor. On the other hand, her body quaked in fear as she began to process
his condition. She didn’t know what to do.
Swiftly, Professor Lupin brushed his hand on top of Y/N’s
and placed a loving kiss; Y/N felt as though all the misery and pain that
lingered within her suddenly evaporated out her system, simply leaving her filled
with warmth and…. Love.
Languidly, Professor Lupin got up from his position and,
glumly, started to make his way to the door. Without warning, he suddenly felt himself
loose balance but managed to position himself, as a pair of arms lightly wrapped
around his torso. And that’s when he finally heard her speak,
“I love you too, Professor Lupin” she sobbed into his shirt, dampening
the material. He curved slowly to face her, his hands stationed at her side.
“W-w-what” he stammered, before Y/N giggled silently at his
“I love you too …Remus” she countered, making Professor Lupin
laugh in the process. She inched closer towards him and pecked a gentle kiss
across his jaw.
“I want you and only you. Nothing else is relevant to me”
she spoke before Lupin interrupted,
“- but what about my condition, I mean don’t you mi-” but
she quickly hushed him by placing her hands over his mouth.
“I don’t care about that. I want you, Remus John Lupin… and
that includes everything that comes with being with you.” she countered as she
began to intertwine her arms around his neck, bringing him in for a long-
“You’re amazing” Professor Lupin proclaimed, pulling away from
“And you’re still stupid” she replied giggling. Professor
Lupin smiled down at her in adoration, before he pulled her back in for a more
intimate and prolonged kiss. And in that moment, their minds settled to an
agreement; they were to spend the rest of their lives devoted to one another; conjuring
up different ways to make the other happy; until their dying breath… forever
and eternity, as one.
warning: implied SMUT
Pitiful wisps of cloud drifted lazily across the bright
February sky, its small candyfloss-like tufts waltzing gently above the archaic
edifice of Hogwarts. The mellow rays of the dying winter sun shone brightly through
the windows of Defence class.
“….their high pitch cackles are particularly entrancing
to children, and they use this to lure them away from their guardians to eat
them.-” Professor Lupin explained to his class of Fourth Years, who all gazed
at their professor with intrigue. Abruptly, they were soon retracted from their
wonderment of the fascinating properties of an Erkling, by Professor Lupin’s
“Now, if you’d please turn to page 200 of your textbooks,
you’ll find a whole detailed account of an Erkling. What I’d like you from you
please, is a two sided roll of parchment on the properties of an Erkling and
what differentiates them from a gnome. You have 45 minutes, talking will not be
required so … silence please.” He ended and made his way to his desk whilst the
class settled into silence; the only sound emitting from the students were the
scratches of quills and shuffling of parchment.
Professor Lupin sat at his desk, eyes scanning over his
mount of marking and paperwork, huffing in annoyance. His eyes were then drawn
to the diamond earring that lay askew from beside his ink pot. His mouth began
to mould into a grin as his mind began to reminisce the ‘celebratory study
session’ he had with Y/N the previous evening to commemorate passing her exams.
The earring now served as a mere memorabilia of the intense pride and
impassioned felicitations shared between the two; leaving poor Professor
Lupin’s grinning widely; his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
His attention soon became directed elsewhere; from the
corner of his eye a small parchment glided through the room, landing swiftly on
top of the clutter. Professor Lupin eyed the material with suspicion before
reading. His eyes scanned the note:
“Professor Lupin, There is some help required on the seventh floor and we
are in need of your assistance… URGENTLY!”
Professor Lupin looked around sceptically: it was odd
that the note had not come signed or addressed, neither was it stamped with the
Hogwarts crest. Cautiously he got up from his seat, pre-warned his class to
have their work completed for when he arrived, and slithered out the door
making his way towards the seventh floor.
When he arrived, there was not a person in sight. He
looked down at the parchment again, going over it; it had clearly said ‘the
seventh floor’, then where on earth is th- Professor Lupin was suddenly cut
off from his thoughts as a fairly large door began to configure from within the
wall he was currently standing opposite from. The door creaked slightly whilst
opening; Professor Lupin looked over his shoulder to see if anyone was nearby
but suddenly, a fairly strong force grasped him inside, whilst the door began
to conceal itself again, hidden away from any peering bodies.
“WHAT IN MERLIN’S NAME?! Y/N! You scared m-” Lupin began
to exclaim, flailing his arms like a panicked turtle.
“Shhhh-” Y/N hushed softly, her hands clasping his mouth.
“It’s okay… it’s just me” she cooed gently, her warmth
breaths tingling his skin.
After he’d calmed, she started to back away slightly,
leaving Professor Lupin speechless as he flashed over Y/N’s body; her meagre
frame was draped in a flimsy silk slip-on dress, exposing most of her flesh,
quickening her professors breaths. She smiled in satisfaction as he suddenly
became rigid in composure at the sight of her. Silence shifted after a couple
moments as Professor Lupin began to speak, his voice low and rough;
“You know, members of staff address each other by first
name, even by note-” he chuckled lightly before continuing,
“- rendering you the only culprit who sent this
subliminal note?” he asked cocking an eyebrow, slipping closer towards Y/N.
“Guilty” she replied in a seductive, faint tone.
“So I’m right in guessing that my assistance is not
required for any help…?” he mewled, closing the small gap between; his warmth
breaths caressing her exposed flesh.
“Well, not exactly…” Y/N responded without meeting his
gaze, hands tugging slightly on his tie. Professor Lupin eyed her quizzically
before he continued,
“Then please enlighten me Y/N… what is it that you need?”
he whispered, barely inaudible, his arm began to spiral around her waist, his
touch needy yet gentle, making Y/N weak in the knees. Her eyes suddenly snapped
up to meet his intense gaze, her eyes lined with lust and impatience.
“…. You” she finally replied, crashing her lips onto him
with force. He reacted without thought as his lips moved in the same rhythm as
Y/N, deepening in pressure as they turned and moaned in pleasure; each kiss
radiating excitement, passion and need for more.
“W-w-wait, wait … Y/N I have class” Professor Lupin
mumbled against Y/N’s lips.
“… Your point” Y/N whispered in response and carried on
peppering kisses against his skin.
“I have to get back in half an hour” he continued
breathlessly until he met Y/N’s smug smirk; he rolled his eyes in agitation,
“Fuck it.” he remarked before he attached his lips on her
neck, kissing her senseless. He backed her up against a desk before grabbing
her from behind the legs and placing her on top; her legs wrapped around his
body in response whilst he kept a firm grip on them, edging his body closer to
her touch. Y/N helplessly tried to strip him of his tie but it wouldn’t move,
until Remus yanked it off along with his shirt; Y/N following suit. Their lips
found one another and they resumed to their previous motions, it wasn’t until a
low, barely audible moan leaving Y/N’s mouth, Remus slipped carelessly into
copulation: minds retracting… but bodies becoming one.
Professor Lupin strolled into his class, 25 minutes
later, his expression confident as he sat down behind his desk, his head buried
in his work, in order to conceal the remnants of Y/N’s affection around his
“Where did you go, Sir” questioned a small fourth year.
Professor Lupin looked up, his expression relaxed,,
“A student needed my help …and I obliged” he responded; resuming to grin from behind his work, like an idiot. An idiot… who was so very deeply
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“I hope Kdrama fans in general are aware that schools in Korea is not cool and glamorous in real life like they are in Kdramas. The students are actually stressed out from always having to study, and they don’t have much time for fun. I know there are Kdrama fans who are aware of this, but in general, many seem to think that Korean schools are glamorous than for example, American schools when it really is not.”