This is mostly about Remus Lupin as a professor. ✔
I may add young Remus too.
Smut Fluff
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I'll accept requests.
It'll be better if you listen to each song before reading the chapter.
As you know, Harry Potter and Wizarding world...
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Smut, requested by someone from Tiktok
The leaky cauldron is smoky, dimly lit, a little too crowded unlike the other days and yet, anytime your eyes wander from your drink or group of friends round the pub, you find them easily landing on a man in the corner.
His features aren't exactly clear from afar, but his hair is a mixture of brown, golden & beige. his intense stare... always matching right up with yours. he, himself, is also caught in a conversation with some random wizards in the pub, one of them having long, jet black hair. you'd seen them before. But that man, never.
Every single time you look up, he is right there with you, staring. you were losing your focus on the conversation.
So you decide to ignore him & play it cool. after all, this is the famous LEAKY CAULDRON for crying out loud. you could expect some super handsome wizards there too. Wouldn't you?
The look on his face when that long-haired man encourages him and nudges him towards you, goes unnoticed by you.
You were doing just fine for a few minutes until you feel someone touch your back.
"excuse me, miss?" a deep husky voice whispers slowly and you are surprised you can actually hear it. It is him, you decide.
Your eyes don't deceive you when you turn around to face the man.
His blue eyes instantly catch your attention. 'who says you can't drown yourself in the ocean of someone's eyes?' you push the thought out of your mind & try to sound uninterested. "yes?" you ask, voice even.
"would it be a bother if i asked to buy you a drink?" he questions sweetly & adorably that you can't help the words "no, that'd be great." coming out of your mouth, though you've already had a few drinks with your friends.
It earns a proud smile from him & he seems more confident as he gently takes your hand and leads you to the less-crowded side of the bar.
'I'm not a bad girl, but i definitely like to do bad things with this man.' you wonder where these dirty thoughts are coming from.
When you see your friends' wide eyes and open mouths, you give a quick assuring nod to them before following the blue-eyed man.
You sit next to each other, barely making eye contact as he asks your drink choice & orders the same for himself from the barman.
You keep your stare straight ahead until two glasses of fire whiskey are held in front of you. he picks his own up & holds it in the air, a few strands of light brown hair falling loosely on his face as he does so. his whole demeanor is a little sinister, despite his scarred face being so kind.
"what's your name?" he questions cautiously and you don't even think before replying or asking for his name.
