Two friendships, both alike in character, In old Hogwarts, where we start the story, From antique disgust turns to modern understanding, And scarring wars force scared hands red. [r.lupin] [on hiatus]

I need to get away I need to get away I need to get away Helia Blacksmith and people had never got on. Her blank stare and chilling gaze were enough to send most of the inhabitants of Hogwarts scrambling away. She never smiled, never laughed, never cried and never screamed. The only remotely interesting thing about her is the curious way her enemies end up being discreetly punished and the fact that every night, without fail, she disappears out her her dormitory to who-knows-where. And the Marauders are curious. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs are about to take on a challenge. And as Remus is dragged further into Helia's world, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to Helia, the girl behind the carefully constructed mask and the stares wiped blank and the mystery. But Helia isn't going to make it easy for them to find her. She vanishes into thin air and lays traps and does everything in her power to eternally mess the the original Messers. But she can't help noticing one of them above the others. And in an internal battle she has learned to hide, what will win: her mind, that kept her protected for sixteen years, or her emotions, that have finally resurfaced after six? ///Cover by the fabulous @--feras ///

"Juliet, no one else can know that you're a Greyback." Juliet Fletcher. A normal girl, by the looks of it. Only the select few knew her identity of a werewolf and her true last name of Greyback. She succeeded in hiding a dark family past with a smile, but her walls come tumbling down as soon as her older brother, Fenrir, comes back to bite. Remus Lupin. Plagued with his "furry little problem" by none other the Juliet's brother, unknown to him. When Juliet falls weak, not even Remus expected that he'd be the one to build her back up. But as her walls come tumbling down, so do her life-changing secrets. And when Remus is finally brought out of the dark, it alters their friendship forever. © beauxbatonism 2019 Cover by @harrybinghams

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]