Remus Lupin One Shots ☾

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If not boring, recent meetings and events of The Order weren't too appealing either. Everyday was full of stress. Some members would occasionally make a visit and notify other fellows of the latest updates, confirmed deaths and strategies for next movements.

This was all too much and as a newly joined member, you weren't used to the amount of distress you were currently in. You needed a ray of hope.

They couldn't allow you to do important missions yet, so needing someone to make you feel useful and important wasn't too much to ask. At least it was better than sitting in a corner and yearning for one of those hopeful days.

Speaking of someone, there was this guy with those piercing eyes and warm smiles. You didn't know much about him, but from the first day you met him you felt like you knew him by heart.

For the first time ever, you'd felt like you wanted to write someone's name across your heart. His name, to be exact.

Remus John Lupin.

How was it possible to be so enamored of someone so much? Sirius had teased you with his remarks about the man's lingering gazes on you, but there was no way you could admit having any feelings for him.

How were you supposed to describe it? It was like falling into a sweet reverie whenever he was around you. You couldn't keep your full attention on the topic whenever he was sitting in front of you and that wasn't a lie.

You were distracted.

Stolen glances, sweet smiles, dreamy voice, wise words, diamond scars. Your mind was deceiving you by thinking about him that way. You desperately wanted to be paired with him whenever there was a mission to accomplish and that wasn't normal.

During the past few months, you'd learned many things about him. You'd shared many secrets with him in your drunken state. The most notable one being how friendly and kind the man actually was, despite his seriousness and determination in missions.

You'd learned how insecure he was about his scars. You'd learned how he tasted of chocolate and smelled of sandalwood, old books, cinnamon and a bit of heaven. You'd learned how safe it was to be in his arms. There was a reason you craved his company every single day.

You cherished everything about Remus and the newfound feelings were the only things that kept you up in the middle of the night, asking yourself this lingering question again and again. "Do i love him?"

Your heart knows what the truth is.

Out of all the people in this world, why him? You didn't dare to answer it. You didn't have the courage to face the truth and he hadn't given you a sign. Not until one day, after one of Order's boring meetings, he announced some good news that made you believe you could answer your endless questions. It was like a sparkle of hope in those dark days.

Maybe you had a chance with him.

"I'm finally moving to a new house. My old one was a wreck." He says beamingly, nervously fiddling with his fingers as he keeps his eyes fixed on the table.