Remus Lupin One Shots ☾

Self Love (smut)

Smut

Credit to dear "seriouslysnape" on tumblr for the main plot, though I've made some major changes.

The only sound through the empty hallway is the shuffles of dejection coming from your bare feet as you drag yourself through the castle. It's extremely late into the night and you're supposed to be tucked away in your dorm to get some sleep to be prepared for the next morning, but yet you're making slow progress towards an area of the castle that no students are allowed to be wandering around.

You have been extremely restless, tossing and turning in your bed with vain attempts to fall asleep. Eventually, all of your moving around has pissed off one of your roommates, so you've decided it would be best to leave (Y/H) tower since you won't be sleeping anyway.

Unfortunately, the library is closed after hours this week and there are too many late night people studying in the common room. You honestly only have one other place to go.

You have been to Remus’ personal Hogwarts quarters dozens and dozens of times now, so finding your way to him is so easy. You pull your robes tighter around your body, a shudder coursing through you from the cold air of the castle. You've left your dorm in a bit of a hurry, and now you wish you had taken extra time to at least put on socks. You keep a careful eye out for Filch or professors roaming the halls as you walk, sighing in relief when you reache the large oak door of his room. Though it's late, you know he is probably still awake.

You knock lightly on the door, but loud enough to where he's able to hear it from inside. Your raps on the door echo down the hall, causing you to wince. You just hope that no one is around to hear your knocks and investigate. You hear some quiet commotion from inside Remus’ room before he reveals himself by opening the door.

His hair looks tad disheveled as if he has been laying in bed, but he doesn't look as if you have woken him up. He is clad in his usual sleepwear: a light gray t-shirt and boxers. His eyebrows furrow in concern when he sees you standing at his doorway, visibly looking less joyful than usual.

"y/n?" He asks, "What are you doing here, darling?"

He peers down both sides of the hallway to make sure that no one has followed you, his eyes falling back to you when you reply.

"Hi, Professor. I just wanted to see you." You say a little louder than a whisper, really hoping he wouldn’t turn you away for showing up unannounced.

He doesn't turn you away (he would never) and gladly welcoms you into his room with open arms. He feels rather lonely without you next to him anyway.

"Of course. Come on, my love. It’s freezing out there." He states, noting that your feet has to be like ice by now.

He steps aside so you can enter. He notices the way you sluggishly enter, and realizes something is up. You usually come barreling into his room with a bright smile and loads of energy. Now, you just seem rather sad. He closes the door behind you, uttering a Colloportus charm to ensure that the door is locked as well.