Something that feels like home draws an emotionally worn Remus towards one of his new students.

"Whatcha arguing about there, girls?" "Your dear sister here has a little crush." "I don't." "Your Gryffindor supporting cheeks tell me otherwise." ☆•★•☆ If there was anything (y/n) knew, it was that the Black twins weren't people to mess with. How did she know this? She was one of them. In fact, (y/n) knew a lot of things. For one, she knew that neither her or Sirius would ever be welcome in the Black household ever again. Secondly, she knew that if she studied hard enough, she could pass her NEWTs with flying colours and third, she knew that finally, her best friend Lily Evans had developed feelings for James Potter. Fourth, she knew that she could probably get on the quidditch team this year with James as captain and finally, she knew that Peter had been the first Marauder to apologise to Snivellus. What she didn't know, however, was why she wanted to spend more time with Remus all of a sudden... [top rank: #1 remusxreader December 2018] Remastered on @cherrywine_x : completed!!

~where the best friend of Regulus Black finds that she has friends in unlikely places~ marauders era VERY slowburn being regularly updated best rankings: 1 in remus lupin 1 in fanfiction 1 in lupin *i do not own any hp original characters or plots*

The markings scattered his back, interlocking and over-layering to weave a tapestry of anguish and indescribable pain. As she opened her eyes, the comforting smell of coffee and parchment filled her nose. For the first time in 5 years she had opened her eyes. She saw. Not just what she had seen before, now she understood. The arguments, secrets, falling asleep on each other, reading, sharing food, laughter, hugs, punches, chases, tears, silent treatments, kisses. It all combined to make one beautiful friendship. 5 years. 6 months. 4 days. 13 hours. 26 minutes.

dear diary (remus lupin x female oc) - peter doesn't exist - reggie and sirius are in the same year fill the rest of the plot holes with your imagination <3

She's hated by every house but her own. She's a Slytherin that embodies the house, yet nobody thinks she belongs. She defies social constructs quietly, and they hate her for it. The marauders never cared about who she was; they saw her as a girl that they had to torment. Because that's who she was, and that's who they were. But there's more to Ashlynn Elmer than meets the eye. Remus Lupin knows that. Ashlynn knows that. The only issue? Two groups of friends that get in the way. As Sirius Black would put it, "It's kind of like that Romeo and Juliet story. But different."

Y/n l/n is a muggle-born sixth year Gryffindor who is best friends with Lily Evans and Remus Lupin. Ever since their third year, y/n realized she had feelings for Remus. The question is, does he feel the same? Warning: Swearing, sexual innuendos, borderline smut but no actual smut. Also violence and blood but not a lot.

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]

Ivory Perkins knew too much. She had watched Remus Lupin from afar, wondering about the scars that ran across his face and thinking that they made him beautiful in a strange and mysterious way. He intrigued her in a way that she'd never been intrigued before. He was a paradox, because everything about him was contradictory. He was beautiful, but also damaged almost beyond repair. He appeared battered, but at the same time he held so much strength. Yet Ivory paid too much attention to details, and she noticed more than she ought to. There was something strange about the boy who sat behind her in Transfiguration and his three best friends. They disappeared sometimesーonce a month, to be exact. No one else seemed to notice the pattern: that it was always on the full moon. She was the only one to notice these things, simply because only she cared enough to notice. For some reason, whatever her assumptions were about what Remus was didn't scare her away, whether those assumptions were true or not. She had always wanted a reason to get close to him, but horrible circumstances brought them together when Ivory's entire world crumbled into nothingness. As she got closer to Remus, she realized that he was just as broken as she was. He had a scarred face; she had a scarred heart. Remus and Ivory, Ivory and Remus... they were both fragmented pieces. But maybe two broken pieces could fit together to form a masterpiece. © Copyright 2016 by Lily White. All rights reserved.

"Remus stares at my sister like she plucked the moon out of the night." "Don't you mean like she hung the stars in the sky?" "No, because he's never cared much for the stars. He's always hated the moon." 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐨𝐜 [𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧]