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R E M U S L U P I N refrained from falling in love. It was not that he didn't wish to , rather , all possible evidence pointed towards him being - what people call - a hopeless romantic ; but fate was not on his side. He hid a curse within his soul , scars within his maroon and amber cardigan and a ferocious secret that he did not wish to burden others with. The only person knowing his secrets were his friends - the infamous Marauders.
But that was just until one day in second year. Remus had been scribbling an essay for Professor Flitwick and simultaneously cursing under his breath while he carried out the deed. As the onyx ink of his emerald quill bled onto the coarse surface of the parchment , he reminded himself to finish his assignments beforehand , especially if he was aware that the full moon was only mere hours away.
Dusk light poured in through the stained windows , and Remus' docile semblance and enraptured forest eyes were the only impetuses keeping Madame Pince from dispelling him off. The casual fragrance of chocolates , combined with that of the vellichor of the quiet library made him look up from his work.
His heart craved for the divine taste of the dulcet dessert , but shaking his head repeatedly , as though scolding himself - Remus returned to his work.
Hours ticked on , and soon , Remus was pacing within the safety of his dormitory that he shared with the three boys , waiting for them to make an arrival so he could escape to the shrieking shack. The pace of his heartbeat quickened , as he saw the pale winter sky melt into shades of obsidian , chasing the clouds that had obscured the setting carmine sun.
A knock on the door jolted him out of his reverie , and Remus let out a sigh of relief - thinking it was James , Peter and Sirius. But as his fingers curled around the silver knob , pulling it open - he was quite surprised to find a small , velvet covered box below him. Through the corner of his eye - he saw someone with golden hair disappear out of sight. Shrugging it off , he took the box inside , opening it to find five bars of chocolate.
They lay in a neat pile , and a jar and a tiny vial was encased beside it.
Picking up the jar , he examined it's gelatinous , waxen contents. A small note hung from the rim of the jar , tucked under the lid.
It only read , "From , O. Francis"
Another note deep inside the box read "The cream helps in reducing scars that form as the after effects of the transformation. I hope you find it useful."
It was the same handwriting as the previous note. The same person. His breath hitched in his throat upon realising that the person knew of his 'furry little problem' , as Sirius had so intellectually coined.
Shaking the vial slightly , he saw it it's liquified contents shimmer - rippling against the fading sunlight.
The Wolfsbane Potion.
For weeks after , The Marauders searched high and low for this mystery person. For one there were many people with the last name 'Francis.'
It wasn't until Remus found a girl sneak out one night , precisely two weeks before a full moon , with the ingredients of the Wolfsbane Potion clutched in her arms that he found out who it was.
The golden hair. The brown eyes. The last name 'Francis'.
Ophelia Francis. Potions prodigy. And he shared only two or three classes with her.
Oh yes , and the fact that she was hearing impaired.
And the same Remus Lupin who thought he would never love - to conceal his monstrous being - slowly fell more and more for the Hufflepuff who brewed him potions and gave him medicines in secret. The same Remus who refused to drag anyone else into his problems , wanted to be selfish for the first time when he laid his eyes on Ophelia Francis.
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andrew garfield as remus john lupin
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claire rosinkranz as ophelia dione francis
"When I met you , all I could see were fragrant flowers and exorbitant colours as far as the eye went -"
DISCLAIMER :
THIS IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION. I ONLY CLAIM TO OWN OPHELIA FRANCIS , WHILE THE REST BELONGS TO THE ORIGINAL HARRY POTTER UNIVERSE , AND THE WONDERFUL AUTHOR OF THE SERIES - DOBBY.
