Scars {Remus Lupin} ✓

14. YOU'VE BEEN MAKING LOVE EYES AT MY OLD PROFESSOR

| CHAPTER FOURTEEN |

YOU'VE BEEN MAKING LOVE EYES AT MY OLD PROFESSOR.

TO SAY THAT HARRY WAS angry would've been the understatement of the year, he was furious that he wasn't allowed to sit in during the Order's meeting and he certainly let that show when he stormed upstairs to finally see his friends. 

Even once he was finally allowed downstairs he still kept a frown on his face. Dawn sat besides Tonks as she watched Bill standing up from her other side, walking over to the black haired boy, "Journey alright, Harry? Mad-Eye didn't make you come via Greenland, did he?" He chuckled, patting the boy's shoulder.

"He tried," Dawn spoke up, "If it wasn't for Remus we probably would've gone that way," The redhead discreetly glanced over at the older man, he was seated on the opposite side of the table to her, his brown eyes glancing up at her every so often.

"Sit down, Harry," Sirius said, gesturing to the free seats before he nodded to the man with his head on the table, his face hid from view, "You've met Mundungus."

At the sound of his name, Mundungus lifted his head up, his eyes glazed over as he looked around, "Someone say my name? I agree with Sirius," He said sleepily, raising his arm in the air. 

"The meeting's over," Remus told him, rolling his eyes slightly, "Harry's arrived."

"Eh?" Mundungus asked, scrunching his face in confusion before he glanced to his left, his eyes landing on the spectacled boy as he sat down, "Blimey, yeah...you alright, Harry?"

"Yeah," Harry nodded awkwardly, sending the man a tight-lipped smile. 

Before anyone else could say anything, Molly Weasley piped up, her hand firmly on her waist as she looked around the room, "If you want dinner before midnight, I'll need a hand."

Dawn and Ginny were the first ones up, already walking over to the cutlery drawer when the older redhead heard a chair scraping across the floor. Glancing over her shoulder, a small smile graced her features when she spotted Remus standing up.

"What are you looking at?" Ginny questioned, bumping her hip into her sister.

"None of your business, Ginevra," Dawn said, tearing her eyes away from the older man, ruffling her sister's hair. 

Ginny groaned in annoyance, "Don't call me that."

"Or what, Ginevra?" Dawn teased as she reached into the cupboard, grabbing some plates whilst the youngest Weasley took out the cutlery.

"Or I'll tell everyone you've been making love eyes at my old Professor."

Dawn's eyes widened as she looked around, making sure no one around them heard, "Fair play you little minx," Dawn finally said as she shut the cupboard and balanced the porcelain plates on her arm, "But if you do that, I'll have to tell them you're making love eyes at a certain black haired, green eyed boy," And with a wink, the oldest Weasley child walked off, chuckling to herself when she heard Ginny's shocked gasp behind her.

As Dawn was about to place the plates down, a loud crack suddenly filled her ears causing her to jump in surprise, "Stop it, you two!" She exclaimed, her bright green eyes wide as she looked between the cackling twins.

"It just gets better and better," George muttered as the two walked away, their wands gripped tightly in their hands.

"Do you need some help with that?"

Dawn glanced up, her heart fluttering at the sight of Remus Lupin standing to her right, a soft smile on his face. She opened her mouth to answer him when Molly's booming voice cut her off, "Fred! George! No! Just carry them!" She yelled.

Dawn turned around, her eyes widening when she spotted the twins holding their wands out as a cauldron of stew began floating in the air, alongside with a flask of Butterbeer and a heavy wooden breadboard completed with a sharp bread knife. In a split second, everyone moved away from the table, their eyes glued to the scene in front of them. 

Dawn let out a groan as she watched her brothers trying their best to control the items, their eyes full of concentration. However, they weren't so lucky with it; the cauldron filled with stew slid along the table, halting right at the very end spilling most of its contents around it. The flask of Butterbeer had completely smashed in the spot Dawn was standing merely a few seconds earlier. The bread knife slipped off the breadboard, landing pointing down and quivering ominously - exactly where Sirius' hand would've been if the man hadn't moved.

"For heaven's sake!" Molly screamed, her face completely red as her enraged eyes looked at the two seventeen year olds, "THERE WAS NO NEED. I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS. JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE ALLOWED TO USE MAGIC OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL, DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO WHIP YOUR WANDS OUT FOR EVERY LITTLE THING!"

"We were just trying to save a bit of time!" Fred told her as he ran over to where the knife was, wrenching it out of the table and looking over at Sirius sheepishly, "Sorry, Sirius, mate- didn't mean to-"

Sirius watched in amusement as the redhead boy pulled the knife out, holding it in his hand and smiling sheepishly, his cheeks red with embarrassment. Suddenly, the older man began to laugh, like genuinely laugh, his eyes crinkling at the sides as his hand rested on his torso. It didn't take long before Harry joined his Godfather, the two of them looking at one another in amusement.

Dawn bit her lip, trying her best not to laugh as she glanced to her right, her eyes instantly meeting Remus' who was also very clearly trying to hide his laughter. However, that didn't seem to work as both of them suddenly burst out into chuckles. Even Mundungus, Ginny and Tonks began to laugh, although the three of them sounded more nervous than amused. 

"Boys," Arthur sighed, he walked over to the table and began to clean the mess us using his wand, "Your mother's right, you're suppose to show a sense of responsibility now that you've come of age--"

"None of your brothers, or even Dawn, caused this sort of trouble!" Molly yelled, very clearly still angry about it. Her loud voice caused all the laughter to cease, "Dawn didn't use her wand for everything she did, did you not see her collecting the plates using her hands just now?! Bill didn't feel the need to Apparate every few feet! Charlie didn't charm everything he met. Percy--" Her words came to a sudden halt as her breathing quickened.

Dawn frowned deeply, watching as her mother's eyes became watery. No one had used the P word around Molly or Arthur for the last few months. Ever since Percy started his job at the Ministry of Magic, the boy had changed drastically. He ignored everyone from his family, refusing to see them or even talk to them. He didn't believe Harry's story about You-Know-Who being back and called his entire family pathetic for believing a fourteen year old boy. He even sent back the sweater Molly had made him for Christmas. 

"Let's eat!" Bill suddenly said, clasping his hands together as he shared a worried look with his older sister, "I'll grab Ron and Hermione."

"Yeah, I'm starving," Dawn nodded rushing over to the table and seating herself in the closest chair as everyone else followed her actions. 

"It looks delicious, Molly," Remus commented from his seat next to the oldest Weasley child, he ladled some stew into a bowl, passing it over to Molly across the table as she sat down, her eyes looking at the food sadly. 

It didn't take long for Bill to arrive back with Ron and Hermione. For a few minutes there was dead silence before the clinks of plates and cutlery broke as everyone finally settled down to enjoy their food.