Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines

Remus Lupin- Nap Time (c)

Exams were coming up very soon, so you had all decided to work as hard as you could to get through everything that could possibly be on the exam in revision. Group revision was supposed to be helpful, minus the fact that within minutes of starting the revision the group begun to break apart.

You had started to revision on the Saturday morning, with James, Lily, Remus, Sirius and Peter. Before you'd even covered a page, Sirius claimed to understand it all so needed a break, running off to do whatever in his dorm room. Within a couple of hours James was intrigued and wanted to find out what he was doing.

They came back in the evening only to go to bed a few hours later, having not actually partook in the revision, and took Peter with them to their dorm. Lily passed out at midnight, just leaving you and Remus to work. In the morning, Lily joined the other three to the great hall for breakfast, never returning to the revision. Now on the Sunday evening you and Remus were resembling that of the dead, still covering whatever was left.

You read out a passage from your notes, only to receive a dull hum from Remus next to you. He moved closer to you, resting his head on your shoulder, mumbling something.

"Come on. We've only got this subject to finish and then we should be ready for exams," you smiled weakly attempting to pay attention to your page.

Your eyes were rolling back, in tiredness and each page looked a bit of a mess, and most of the words you tried to read made no sense.

"Sleepy," he muttered, wrapping his arms around your middle, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

"Just a little more, then we can sleep," you stated, not really caring much about revision anymore, as you were so tired.

Although you attempted to continue with the work, Remus continued to hold you close, leaning against you, until you lost your position sitting, falling against the sofa with him cuddled next to you.

"Can we just have a nap? We'll continue afterwards," he offered, pressing his lips to your neck, his breath brushing against your skin.

"Just for twenty minutes. We need to.... Need to finish this," you whispered, moving your legs up onto the sofa entwining them with his.

He didn't verbally respond unable to really say anything, simply humming in agreement, pulling you closer if possible, and allowing you both to drop off into sleep.

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Written by Charlotte.