Twilight {-Remus Lupin x Reader-}

16: When the Moon hits your Eye

{-AUTHOR'S NOTE-}
Happy Birthday, Remus Lupin!
<10th March 1960!>

Thank you for 10K my sweets! I hope you enjoy this long overdue chapter :3

Can you tell half way through I started revising for my descriptive writing exam?

{-15th DECEMBER 1975-}
{-Y/N L/N-}

"Everyone remember what you're doing?" I asked the Marauders quietly as we sat in the empty Great Hall.

"You sure about this? It's not your usual style," Wormtail questioned.

"Well, yeah. It's my induction, I need to do things your way. Sooo... do you wanna put your hands in the middle and shout 'Marauders' on the count of three?"

The four of them rolled their eyes, before putting their hands in anyway.

"1, 2, 3..."

"Marauders!" The five of us yelled, laughing like idiots, until one of the teachers walked into the room.

Little by little the room began to fill with people, unaware of our little scheme.

Seeing Moony biting his nails, I nudged him softly.

"Are you okay? You don't have to join in," I told him.

He snickered. "Of course I do, it's your first prank as a Marauder."

He obviously noticed my doubtful look as he grabbed my hand.

"I promise, I'm fine. The full moon's three nights away and I feel better than ever. And that's your fault."

He flashed that charmingly crooked smile and I nearly swooned.

Instead I chuckled, "You loser. Let me know if you don't feel well, 'kay?"

He smiled and nodded, making no move to retract his hand. With an unrestrainable smile I interlocked our fingers, sliding a little closer to him.

He looked away, ears slightly red as he smiled.

Then I noticed the other three smirkly knowingly and I rolled my eyes.

"Is everyone ready?"

We each pulled out our wands and grinned. Trying to act subtle, we each got out of our chairs and walked to the ends of a table. Padfoot at the foot of Gryffindor, Wormtail at Slytherin, Moony and I stood in the gap between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, while Prongs hid beside the professors table.

The five of us exchanged winks before I closed my eyes, and returned to that night a few months ago, shared between me and the cute boy at my side.

At once, four voices yelled, "Nox maximae!"

Moments before I exclaimed, "Expecto patronum!"

I opened my eyes and witnessed the fox of pure light bounding through the darkness, table to table swishing its tail. The room was filled with gasps and shouts - friends searching for eachother in the dark and the professors desperately scrabbling for some semblance of control.

Remus's grip tightened reassuringly. I looked over at him, side profile softly glowing from the light of my patronus.

He was so beautiful I nearly kissed him then and there.

At last, Professor McGonagall found her wand, relighting the room.

At which point, cranberry juice began to rain from the ceiling.