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, part 1
You impatiently look around the lake. Unlike other days, it's pretty silent today and all the students apparently have decided to spend the evening back in the castle instead of sneaking out.
Not surprising. it's too cold anyway. No one in their right minds would ever want to stay out at this moment.
But you have a meeting with your secret boyfriend. You wouldn't miss a bit of it. No matter how the weather is.
You've been sitting on the edge of the lake for a good half an hour already, aimlessly playing with your fingers that are now numb and red in the chill of the evening and waiting for Remus to show up.
You pull your robes closer to yourself in a hopeless attempt to warm your body and try to steady your breathing while you rehearse all the words you want to say to him on his special day for the 100th time.
It's the first time you spend time with him on his birthday and you can't help but be stressed out about it, wanting to make it as perfect as possible. But the weather seems to be against all your wills today.
Although he has told you a few times that growing up as a child, he has always perceived March 10th to be unimportant and he feels indifferent about it and wants to do nothing with it, you've made up your mind and decided to create an unforgettable memory for him.
Because he deserves it. He deserves the world.
Once again, you pull the red box (his gift) out of your bag to give it another glance and make sure it's in the right place. As you slide it back down, you allow your thoughts to drift back to your plans.
A few minutes pass in absolute silence, but before you could ponder the plans any further, you notice a figure approaching you from the corner of your eye. You immediately look up to spot him waving at you beamingly as he walks towards you with large steps. The mere sight of him sends a warm feeling racing through you.
'Finally the birthday boy is here.' You sigh in relief.
You wave back at him and smile widely before you jump to your feet and run to him, throwing yourself into his arms as he easily catches you, keeping you slightly lifted from the ground.
He slowly starts spinning you around, humming sweet words like "I've missed you" "You're my love" and "I love your hugs" as you snuggle into his neck and inhale the familiar scent of him that you've grown accustomed to.
After a few more spins, he gently sets you down on your feet and kisses your cheek before you both sit down next to each other.
"You're a little late." You whisper hesitantly, not knowing exactly what else to say now in his presence.
"Yeah, sorry. I was caught in a conversation with McGonagall and lost track of time. Poor lady wanted to throw a party for- ah forget it. I've got it handled." He replies with his usual smile, gently stroking your hair.
