Secrets (Remus Lupin X Reader)

Proud?

Y/N Point of view

That morning I decided to wear common muggle clothes (and with "that morning" I mean the morning after all the confessions with those marauders boys) instead of my uniform and robes, there weren't proffessors around checking on students after all.

9:00 a.m.

I was starving, like a hungry wolf...ha! Now, siriously last night I didn't have dinner so I headed to the great hall. On my way I crossed roads with a few Hufflepuffs and one Ravenclaw who clearly didn't get the memo that we didn't have class till thursday cause she was wearing her blue and bronzeuniform (on point I must addmit) and had a pile of books that she was pressing against her chest.
The great hall seemed empty but I heard someone's voice comming from the proffessors' table.
 
"Would you like more tea Miss Mcgonagall?"
"Fuck you James, why do I always have to be Mcgonagall?!"
" 'cause you kinda look like her you know?"
I laughed.
"Well, hello there y/n" James welcomed me.
I waved my hand at them "hi".
Padfoot looked at me and then stared at the ground. He certantly didn't look fine.
He stood up and went out of the great hall, leaving half of his plate full.
Me and James just stood there in silence, watching him.
"Why did he left? Is it my fault?"
"It's more like my fault..." he let go a small sigh.
Prongs sounded ashemed, and the last thing I wanted in that moment was to make him feel any worse so I quickly changed the mood of the conversation.
"Yeah, you probably shouldn't have called him Miss Mcgonagall"

10:35

The breakfast was good and I think I'm starting to like Potter as a friend, maybe he isn't as anoying as I thought he was. Anyway... After we finished eating, this boy said, with eager eyes:
"We have the school grounds for ourselves"
What does that even mean?
I nodded slowly, processing his words.
"You like quidditch as much as I do right? don't deny it" he added when I was about to open my mouth. Last year I secretly did the tryouts to the quiddich team but I didn't make it to the cut cause some girl (this is a story I may tell you in the future) casted a spell on me and made me fail. No one believed me, except maybe...
"And I suppose you have your broomstick here" his grin was growing with every phrase he said.
"Umm, yeah"
"Meet me at the quidditch grounds" he said while standing up from his seat.
"Wait!"
He looked back at me and leaned on the table.
"You wanna play a one on one with the captian of the team and prove him you have material or not?"

10:46
I was in my room, getting ready to the quidditch game when a piece of paper fell off the pocket of my robe.
I kneeled on the cold wood floor and picked it up. It was a long piece of paper that was folded too many times to count.
"Messrs Monny, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs are proud to present: the marauder's map"
"Proud?"
I started to unfold it, one, two, three, four... Seven, eight, nine times untill I saw my name inside a sign with footsteps underneath.
This can't be...
I stood up, took the broomstick and went down to the common room as I watched the other me do so in the map.
"This is brilliant!"
Now I could used this to find Remus who, apparently no one knew where he was. I ran up the stairs leaving my nimbus behind.
I unfold it on the ground and searched his name, thinking it was an easy task, I was wrong. The map only shows Hogwart's grounds and, apparently he wasn't there.

Knock, knock!

I lifted my head and saw (terrified I must addmit, perhaps I'm not the bravest Gryffindor out there) a figure behind the vitral window.

"Hey y/l/n! Get out already!.. I'll be at the quidditch grounds"

Shit, it was James.
I think I could get usted to this map.
I quickly folded the marauder's map and hid it in the left pocket of my grey hoddie.
I looked up to the window, he was no longer there.