The assistant | Remus Lupin (on pause)

Professor

I sat down in an empty train car awaiting some form of instruction. The first day always made me sick. I hated the feeling of starting new, even though I had gone here a few years ago.

Three blissful years ago, and those years were filled with travel. Such nice travel too.

Now I was a nervous adult waiting for the first day to be over with again. I remembered my first day perfectly, I knew no one and by the end of the day I had a family.

It would be different now. The teachers here always looked more closed off. Or maybe the teacher that I took the job under will be good and open.

Hopefully it wouldn't be anyone like Snape.

Snape was someone I hated, thankfully, he wasn't very fond of me either.

The train car door opened and a wide eyed boy stepped in, he wore a yellow sweater and a kind smile. He seemed familiar, I must've gone here when he was just starting out.

He looked at me like a true gentlemen and said, "Are you a transfer? I haven't seen you here before." He made himself at home and sat down across from me, straightening his back against the seat.

And causing me to fix my posture as well.

"No no I'm not a transfer." I replied with a smile. He would probably be in that class. Oh what was it? The name slipped from my memory.

What a shock it would be. When he'd see me helping the teacher with the extravagant teaching methods.

"Oh," The boy furrowed his eyebrows themselves liked once again, a smile that would've melted my heart three years ago, but now he just looked silly, "well I'm Cedric."

Ah. I knew he seemed familiar.

"Maeve." I nodded my head in response to his introduction.

The students seemed quite nice.

"Listen," Cedric started, leaning forward and putting his elbows on his knees, "I saw you checking me out on the train station ... And to be honest I was checking you out too."

I started back at him with wide eyes.

My first day and a student was hitting on me?

I mean I looked young, I had short black hair with slight fringe I cut myself at 4 A.M, and I prided myself with my sense of style.

But he— he thought I was checking him out? And he was checking me out? Whatever that meant.

"And me and my girlfriend are kind of on a break right now." Cedric reached out, not far, seeing as the car was quite compacted, and touched my knee. Rubbing it like it was his property.

"Cedric, you seem sweet but I'm—" I spoke softly before the train car opened again, Cedric jolted back and a man shouted.

"Ms. Reeves! There you are!" The man finished just as I mumbled, "... a teacher."

I looked up to see a handsome man staring down at me, he looked slightly shocked to see me. Even more confused to see Cedric huddled in the corner of his seat.

The man had a few scars running along his face, I tried not to stare even though my curiosity was piqued.

"Mr. Diggory, is everything alright?" The man asked sarcastically, not seeming to care about how Cedric felt.

"Yes, sir, Professor Lupin .... sir." Cedric got up and pushed past both of us to leave. He looked absolutely mortified. And I had to hold back a small laugh.

"Professor Lupin?" I asked as he sat down where Cedric was originally sitting. Leaning back in the seat casually.

"Oh right," He sat up slightly and bowed dramatically, "Professor Remus Lupin at your service."