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𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥
TUESDAY, OCTOBER 25th 1977

I am sat in the library with Pandora and Mallory to do a little light gossiping disguised as studying with all the books strewn over the table.

"Loverboy incoming" Mallory abruptly declares.

I turn my head to see Remus looking down at me with a tense look on his face that I pin as frustration.

"You okay, Rem?" I smile up at him from my seat.

"Can we talk?" He asks.

"Sure" I nod, getting up.

"Great" He chirps, grabbing my hand and dragging me away.

I look back at my friends as I am dragged away and they wink at me, waving me off.

"Is everything okay, Moons?" I ask the boy as he tugs me down the corridors but he ignores me.

"Tell me what's wrong" I pry, but again he doesn't reply.

I continue trying my best to get answers out of the boy but he's completely silent until he shoves me into the prefects bathroom, locking the door behind us.

"Remus, what is going on with you?" I frown worriedly.

"Is that my sweater?" He questions me, glancing down at the dark brown sweater I am wearing.

"Oh, yeah. It is" I notice with a small laugh that quickly dies when I see that he isn't laughing "Do you want me to take it off?"

"No" He answers sternly.

Between the dark look on his face and the seriousness he's emitting, I quickly realise that the full moon is tomorrow which is probably why he's acting weird.

"It's that time of the month, huh?" I joke, wrapping my arms around him in a hug but I look up at him in surprise when his erection pokes at my stomach.

"Take your skirt off" He demands.

"What are you gonna do to me, Rem?" I ask him as I unzip the skirt, letting it drop to the floor around my ankles.

"I'm going to bend you over the sink in my sweater and fill you up with my pups" He answers, pushing down my pants, letting them fall too "If that's okay with you"

"It's okay with me" I grin.

He spins me around and bends me over like he had promised, quickly freeing himself from the confinements of his trousers and boxers. One of his hands grabs my hip while the other helps position his tip at my entrance before he leans down and presses a kiss to my neck.

"Just tell me if I'm too rough, okay?" He murmurs, peppering kisses across my jaw as I tilt my head to give him easier access "Don't wanna hurt you, darlin"