What a Riddle

A teacher that cried wolf

I entered the DADA class. Luckily Lupin didn't seem to notice my sudden quiet appearance. I edged next to Draco at the back wall. He seemed still pretty shaken about the magical creatures class. Silently I put down my bag and my robe and slipped my hand into Draco's.

He finally noticed me snapping out of whatever world he was in and relaxed slightly. I gave a comforting squeeze and began calmly rubbing circles into his hand with my thumb. Draco pulled me into his side throwing his left arm around my shoulder and my right arm being pulled up.

This was about as new for me as for him but he seemed to appreciate it. Pansy glanced back and smirked before turning back to Professor Lupin. I watched her though as she subtly tapped Blaise. Blaise then turned and smiled before facing away from us again.

My attention snapped up to Lupin when he started talking about a Bogart. The thing that shows you what you fear most.

I let myself relax a bit and I end up sinking a bit into Draco. He didn't seem to mind and started running his fingers through my hair. Moving it out from behind my shoulder.

I saw a small flash of a camera and my eyes moved to where Theo now was crouched shoving the camera I knew he carried into his bag. When Theo saw me looking he smiled, winked, and mouthed 'I'll send you both a copy'.

'all of you are arse's' I mouth back. 

he bites his lip to stop from laughing 'you love us tho' he mouthed back as he stood back up.

I scowled at him and he rolled his eyes smiling.

"Alright! everyone line up and remember 'Ridukulus'" Lupin yells out. Draco moves his arm around my head and doesn't let go of my hand. 

Lupin looked over at everyone then stopped on me for a brief moment. That's when I smelled it, he's a wolf. From the hesitation I know he smells me. he gets over it quickly and makes sure everyone else is in order.

I and the 'royals' were in the very back of the line and we watched amused as everyone faces their fear. My favorite was probably Weasley. The spider with rollerskates.

Then came Potter. I had guessed it would have been my father, not a Dementor. Lupin was quick to step in front and in a snap it changed into a full moon "Ridiculous!" Lupin yelled at it turned into a deflating balloon flying all over the classroom before it got slammed back into the cabinet.

"That's all for today's class!" Lupin panted.

A wolf scared of the moon? I asked myself as I picked up my bag.

Unless he was...

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After that day with Buckbeak, everything went smoothly. Draco, Granger, and I were top of our classes as usual. Draco and I are the star players of Slytherin and we never left each other's side unless absolutely necessary. 

Longbottom, who was my first-year adoptee even though I am the same year as him. Sends me letter's occasionally asking for tips and advice instead of trying to come to talk to me since all Gryffindors would out he know if he willingly went up to a Slytherin. I understood Slytherin would disown me if knew if I helped a Gryffindor publically.

However, as much as life seemed to be going great. Something bothered me what would my boggart be? I'm not sure why it bothered me but I was also avoiding it. Avoiding the teacher I would have to ask.

But I have to swallow my pride.

Draco was busy with Uncle Sev and therefore my opportunity to see my werewolf teacher arose.

It was the weekend and I was of course not allowed to wear anything the 'peasant people' wear even if it was more comfortable. Draco and I were practically banned from T-shirt's and jeans and so my usual are dresses (around the knees if casual) although luckily Aunt Cissy decided to get me with the time's outfits. Draco on the other hand stuck with black suits and turtle necks when out of uniform.