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
Credit to dear "seriouslysnape" on tumblr for the main plot (with permission), though I've made some major changes.
"I don’t like the way he looks at you." Remus snarls, his arms crossed angrily over his chest.
"Remus, you’re being absolutely ridiculous. Sirius is your friend, he has never looked at me that way," You huff; "You’re just making this up in your head."
This argument has been going on for far too long now. You've been at each other’s throats for almost an hour. You're tired of fighting, and tired of trying to make Remus see that he is being immature. You and Remus had been at a dinner party of sorts. It was Remus and some of his old friends from his days at Hogwarts. Of course, Sirius Black was included in this group.
"I’ve known Sirius for a long time. I know how he is. I know exactly what he was thinking by the way he was looking at you." Remus growls, angrily loosening his tie.
Remus had been having a great time, until about halfway through the dinner when he grew quiet. You had noticed that his jaw was clenched the way it did when he was aggravated, and his pupils were dilated about 2x their normal size. You knew something was bugging him, but you'd decided to leave it be until you were back in private.
That’s when Remus let it all out.
He was pissed about how Sirius had apparently been keeping his eyes at you all night. You were sure that Remus was being paranoid, because Sirius had never said or done anything out of pocket in the few years you had known him through Remus. Remus had always been a little insecure, but never like this.
"What’s the matter with you, Remus? You weren’t so nervous before." You point out, removing the pins from your hair.
His tie has been discarded and he ruffles his fingers through his hair to unstyle it, looking absolutely angry.
"I’m not nervous. I just don’t like seeing my best friend eye-fuck my wife." He hisses.
You can't believe what you're hearing. This is beyond insane and you're annoyed that, after all these years, Remus still gets uptight about stuff like this. It makes you feel like he doesn't trust you.
"You’re out of your mind," You sneer; "Sirius is your best friend. He would never do that."
Remus rolls his eyes, his cheeks burning red and the tips of his ears matching his face. He looks almost ready to explode.
"For the love of- stop. Just stop talking." He says, turning on his heel to enter the bathroom.
This makes you feel a rush of anger. There is no way you're going to let him talk to you like that. You rush towards the bathroom door and catch it right before it's completely closed, Remus looking to you with an agitated expression. You basically march up to him, standing just centimeters away.
