Harry Potter characters x Reader

Professor Lupin (R.L)

Professor!Remus Lupin x Slytherin!Professor!Reader

Summary - The new Defence against dark arts professor of the year 1993 is Remus Lupin and (Y/N) (L/N) is hit by a wave of nostalgia and feared the return of the schoolgirl crush she had on a certain someone.

Warning - none that I know of.

"(Y/N) (L/N)," Professor McGonagall's voice tore through the music blasting inside (Y/N)'s office. Does it set a bad example? Definitely. Does she care? Maybe.

"Old habits die hard, Professor," she said, extinguishing the candlelight on her desk that's been lit since last night when she was going through a few papers. McGonagall chuckled at that.

The two of them walked down the corridor to the great hall for breakfast when Professor McGonagall said something, "Who do you reckon is going to be this year's Defence Professor?"

"The dementors?" (Y/N) asked, looking genuinely confused.

McGonagall glared at her, "I wish you weren't a professor, I could have deducted points,"

"Professor Slughorn would have been mad at that," (Y/N) chuckled.

Professor McGonagall smiled at the fond memories of her past colleague complaining to her about the "unfair deduction of house points".

"But tell me a plausible guess of who might be this year's Defence professor," she insisted, a small smile tugging on the corner of her lips.

(Y/N) narrowed her eyes, "What are you planning, Minnie?"

The said person rolled her eyes at the nickname, "Well, I will tell who the Professor is - It is Remus Lupin,"

She could see the young professor straighten, staring at a spot on the ground as her thoughts ran wild, mind flooding with memories of a certain familiar Gryffindor.

"Oh," was all she could muster.

"He will be joining us tomorrow," McGonagall said carefully, looking intently at the girl before her.

"What!? Tomorrow?" she said, her eyes blown wide.

"Yes, and I except for him to have a good welcome,"

"You think I would be...mean to him?"

"What are you two still in your fifth year?"

"Oh come on, Minnie! Don't do that!"

"I should give it to the two of you, it was rather hilarious,"

"What is hilarious in watching two fifteen year olds duel!?"

"You will know it,"

That night (Y/N) rolled on the expanse of her bed, wanting nothing but the face of the Gryffindor to just disappear and allow her to sleep but all she could think about was him. She wondered if that same high school crush was turning, she wished not.

"Welcome, Remus," Professor Dumbledore greeted him with a wide smile as Remus looked around the Headmaster's office. He had come here only a handful of times and every single instance was just not the best.

"Hello, Professor," He said, smiling politely.

After the introductory chat, Dumbledore said, "Well, come on, then, let me introduce you to the rest." Remus smiled awkwardly as the Professor clapped him on the back.

Remus stopped dead in his tracks as Professor McGonagall and another young woman walked in. He immediately identified her, it was (Y/N) (L/N), his once upon a time arch-nemesis. He clearly remembered her 16 year old self, a bright smile on her face as she spoke to him rationally for once, settling everything, that contrasted the taboo of students with green robes having cold look.