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Still into you (Remus Lupin x Gryffindor!reader)
Summary - The story of how Remus Lupin and Y/N Y/L/N fell in love. 
Warnings - Mention of being disciplined, food, talk about scars, and Remus thinking of himself as a monster. If there's any I missed, please let me know so I can add it to the list. 
Requested? - No
A/N - Hi! It's been a while since I posted here, but I was suddenly extremely inspired to write this sorta slow-burn fic about Remus Lupin. This is also my first song-fic, so I hope it turned out well. This is based on the song, 'Still into you' by Paramore. Without any further delay, let's get started!
Y/N P.O.V.
Can't count the years on one hand
That we've been together
Years before Remus and Y/N received their Hogwarts letters, they met at the park by the swings. Y/N remembered this first meeting very distinctly, the cool autumn breeze kept getting her hair in her face, the vanilla ice cream her mom bought her melting into a sticky liquid and drying on her hand as she ran to be the first to the free swing.
A hand grabbed the other chain of the swing at the same time as Y/N’s. Frowning, her eyes followed the hand and noted the owner of it. A boy the same age as her, with a matching frown, light brown locks, and dark brown eyes. Scars littered his face and hands.
“I got here first,” seven-year-old Y/N said, pulling the swing towards her.
“No, I did!” The boy retorted.
Little Y/N looked to her mom for help, but she had stopped running after her daughter to entertain one of her friends in conversation. In the meantime, the boy managed to seat himself on the swing, forcing Y/N to move away as he started swinging, grinning victoriously.
“That’s cheating! That’s unfair!” Y/N whined.
He ignored her. That’s when she noticed another free swing next to the young boy. She quickly sat on it, still frowning and lightly swaying, finishing off the ice cream in her hand.
She tried to ignore the boy next to her, choosing to focus on the trees surrounding the park instead. She laughed at two birds fighting over a piece of bread on the ground, catching her mother’s attention.
Her mother reached her side, scowling at the mess she had made of herself with the ice cream.
“Come on Y/N, we’re going home. We need to clean you up,” her mother said in a strict voice.
Y/N looked back at the swings longingly, only to notice the boy looking slightly guilty. She stuck her tongue out at the boy, who scrunched up his face in return, making her laugh.
The next time she saw the boy was weeks later. The meeting place seemed to stay consistent though.
This time, Y/N was playing in the sand, attempting to make a sand castle using the bucket her mom got her. Once she was done carving in some windows, she sat back beaming, proud of her creation.
Not even a moment later, a group of boys ran past her, trampling her huge project. “Hey!” She stood up and shouted, but they didn’t pay her any mind, continuing their game of tag.
Tears started to build up in her eyes as she fell to her knees, trying to salvage as much of it as possible.
As she tried to rebuild the shape, another pair of hands started helping. It was the same pair of hands she had seen the other day at the park; filled with scars. “I’m sorry, those guys are horrible,” The boy muttered to her.
She sniffled in response. The realization hit them at the same time; they wouldn’t be able to salvage this mess.
“I’m Remus, Remus Lupin,” the boy told her.
“Y/N Y/L/N,” she replied.
“Y/L/N?” he heard him mutter. “You’re magic too?” He asked her in astonishment.
“You know about magic?” Y/N responded, equally excited, temporarily forgetting about her previous disappointment.
“Which school do you want to go to learn magic?” She asked him, practically jumping up and down.
“I don’t know much about the schools,” he muttered sadly.
“Well, there’s Hogwarts, that’s located in Scotland, it’s the one I really want to go to! Then there’s Ilvermorny which is the American school, and Beauxbatons in France, which is where my mum wants me to attend. And there’s also-” Y/N is cut off by Remus as she counted on her fingers.
“I want to go to Hogwarts with you!” he said.
“Yes! We can be best friends forever!”
The kids played around in the sand for a while, throwing handfuls at each other, and trying to beat the others’ castle.
When they had to go home, they promised to meet each other at least once a week. Y/N’s mother dragged her home, with a disgusted look on her face at how messy she had been.
I need the other one to hold you
Make you feel, make you feel better
When Remus told Y/N of his ‘furry little problem’, they both were 10 years old. He had let it slip by mistake.
Initially, Y/N pestered him about his scars, but as she grew older, she understood to respect his privacy.
They were talking about the children’s story, ‘The Three Little Pigs’, and Remus had let it slip that he was the big bad wolf. Y/N laughed it off, thinking it was a joke, but when Remus wasn’t chuckling with her, as he usually did, she turned serious.
“You’re serious,” Y/N said.
The brown-haired boy simply nodded.
Remus was terrified. He didn’t know how she would react; if they would only become close with no secrets left to share between them or if he would lose his only friend. He believed the latter would happen.
“You’re- You’re a werewolf,” Y/N stuttered, letting the information sink in.
“Look, Y/N, I know you probably hate me now, ‘cause I’m a monster-” Remus rambled on.
Once out of her shock, Y/N stopped Remus’s pacing around the room by standing up and holding his hand, effectively calming him down.
“I don’t think you're a monster, Remus. I mean would a monster fold his socks? I don't know much about werewolves though, could you tell me more about them? So I can understand you better?”
“You don’t hate me?” Remus looks into Y/N’s eyes, still frightened at the thought of losing his best friend.
“I've known you for what- three years now? I could never hate you Remmy,“ Y/N says, leading him to the bed in his room to sit down.
“So, are you comfortable telling me more about it?” Y/N said, her hand never leaving his.
Remus nodded before saying, “Yeah, um, a little bit,”
Y/N nodded back encouragingly.
Remus then launched into a vague explanation of how he got bitten at the age of 5 (to which Y/N gasped) and his monthly transformations.
That day, Y/N gave Remus a huge hug, not letting go for a long time, muttering into his ear about how strong she thought he was, going through all of this at such a young age.
After that day, Y/N spent weeks reading up on werewolves and how to help them, gathering all of the information possible.
It’s not a walk in the park
To love each other
Y/N’s parents weren’t blood supremacists, but they expected her to behave like a perfect daughter. Though they didn’t believe in pureblood supremacy, they were still a part of the sacred twenty-eight, so they had to keep up appearances and make others believe they did, so Y/N would be disciplined regularly.
Her father was rarely around, not even staying nights at his own house with his family. Y/N’s mother had basically raised her by herself.
Y/N would be told to make friends with other pureblood kids at the parties she was forced to attend. Since she didn’t share the pureblood ideals with the other kids, she never really connected with any of them.
Only one kid managed to pique her attention. She saw him just once. It was the older Black child. He made quite an impression on her when he pranked everyone at the party by mixing something in their drinks, making everyone speak different languages.
Between Remus’s transformations, and the appearances Y/N had to keep up, at one point they hadn’t met for over 3 weeks.
But when our fingers interlock
Can’t deny, can’t deny you’re worth it
The night before Y/N and Remus got their Hogwarts letters, they had a sleepover, mentally preparing for the acceptance.
They help hands, fingers interlocked as they opened their letters the next morning before breakfast.
Y/N watched the pure joy on his face in admiration.
‘Cause after all this time, I’m still into you
Y/N and Remus had caught the Hogwarts Express the same summer on September 1st. They found an empty compartment and sat together.
Three other boys joined them later. Sirius Black. She remembered that Christmas night extremely well. James Potter. Another well-known name in the Wizarding World. Peter Pettigrew. She didn’t know much about him but felt bad for the nervous, petite boy.
The kids became quick friends, but Y/N never left Remus’ side.
When all of them were sorted into Gryffindor, they only became closer. Soon, they formed the Marauders, the infamous band of troublemakers.
Y/N couldn’t help Remus through his monthly transformations, but she was always there waiting for him when he came back, battered and beat up, ready to heal him.
They both managed to hide the secret till their 3rd year, which came as quite a shock to them, but considering the boys’ obliviousness, was understandable.
When the boys found out, Y/N had stood in front of Remus protectively, ready to defend anything they would say about Remus. Just as Y/N was at first, they were more or less unaware of the topic, so with Remus’ permission, Y/N explained to them all about werewolves.
They were extremely accepting of him and insisted on doing their own reading and trying to find a solution to help him.
By the end of the year, the marauders (minus Remus) had found a solution; they would all become animagi to help Remus during his transformations. They attempted to hide this information from Remus, but given that none of them could stay quiet for very long, Remus found out soon enough.
He was completely against the idea. Not only was insanely dangerous, but also illegal.
Although, Sirius and James being the hard-headed people they were, didn’t step down either. Remus ended up begrudgingly accepting that none of the Marauders were going to listen to him.
They all finally managed to turn at the end of the fourth year. James was a stag, Sirius a black dog, Peter a rat, and Y/N a black panther.
The first time they tried helping Remus was in June. The last full moon before the summer break. No one got out unscathed. James, Sirius, and Y/N mainly tried to get Remus to stop hurting himself, stopping him from scratching and biting at his own skin, causing him to attack them in his state.
The entirety of the next day was spent in the Hospital Wing, recovering and convincing Remus that it wasn’t his fault and he wasn’t in control.
He begged them to stop, and not help him during full moons, but they kept reminding him that it was their choice and he couldn’t do anything to stop them.
“We’re your best friends Remus. We don’t hate you, and we want to help you. We love you, and we don’t want you hurting yourself. You deserve this and so much more.” Y/N told him one night when they were spending some time together.
During the summers, the Marauders kept in touch through letters, and Y/N helped Remus through his transformations. His werewolf side seemed much more calm when it was just him and her.
The Marauders’ fifth year was eventful. Remus and Y/N were made prefects. Remus shared his first crush with his friends. Sirius had run away from home, and Y/N had her first date, kiss, and boyfriend.
Whenever Remus saw Y/N with her boyfriend, he always had a pit in his stomach. He didn’t know what it was but blamed it on not liking the boyfriend as a person.
Everyone else could see how jealous he actually was.
Y/N didn’t know why, but she would catch herself staring at her best friend of 8 years. She would imagine what it would be like wearing his sweaters and being in his arms all the time. When Remus would talk about his crush, Y/N tried to avoid the topic that was, for some unknown reason, making her uncomfortable.
Remus realized these feelings were jealousy when his best mates were teasing him about it.
Why would he be jealous? He thought.
“Because you’re in love with her,” Sirius simply said, grinning.
“You were thinking out loud,” James said, at the confused look on the taller boy's face.
“No! No, I’m not in love with her!” Remus retaliated. “I like Alice.”
“Sure, you like Alice. But you love Y/N!” Peter quipped from the corner.
That was the moment Y/N chose to enter the common room, causing the four boys to shut up and give her weird looks.
She raised her eyebrows in question at their weirder-than-normal looks. “You guys okay?” she questioned, taking a seat next to Remus on the couch.
She took out her charms book and a piece of parchment to start on the homework.
“Yeah”
“Mm-hmm”
“Totally fine”
“Yup!”
The replies filled the silence as she narrowed her eyes at them, then rolled them, going back to her work.
Y/N soon broke up with her now ex-boyfriend, though they ended on friendly terms, realizing they just weren’t meant to be together.
Y/N came to terms with her feelings when she was hanging out with the girls in her dorm one winter evening.
They were sitting in the Gryffindor common room, by the campfire, talking about anything and everything. Soon the conversation was directed toward crushes. Y/N told them she didn’t like anyone at the moment.
They teased Lily for a while about James. When they all looked his way, he gave Lily a wink. She rolled her eyes in response, but when she turned away, they teased the slight blush on her cheeks.
Y/N’s friends noticed her attention was caught by something else, following her line of view, they grinned seeing Remus Lupin at the other end of it.
“YOU DO LIKE SOMEONE!” Marlene screamed out loud, catching Y/N’s attention along with everyone else’s in the room.
Y/N turns back to the group, eyes opened wide. “What is wrong with you lot?” she whisper-shouted.
“Nothing to see here! Back to your own conversations!” Dorcas shouted, conducting damage control. 
“You like Remus Lupin!” Marlene teased, quieter this time.
Y/N glances back at him, who looks away just as their eyes meet.
She blushed at the sight of him hunched over his homework, chuckling when Sirius said something funny.
“Look at her, she’s blushing and everything,” Dorcas teased.
“I like him?” Y/N questioned.
“Yes you do, you dummy,” Marlene taunted.
“So? How are you gonna confess?” Lily asked.
“Confess? No, no, I can’t, I can’t ruin our friendship. I mean, he probably doesn’t even feel the same way anyways,” Y/N rambled.
“Doesn’t even feel the same way,” Marlene mimicked her voice, “Sure. I mean, he’s totally not staring right now,”
Y/N looked back only to see Remus staring dreamily, giving her a smile when he noticed her looking back.
She grins back at him, looking away before she could see other boys tease her new-found crush.
“Okay, so, here’s how you’re gonna confess,”
And with that, the other three girls started cooking up a plan for Y/N to confess to her crush.
One night, after a particularly rough full moon, Y/N stayed by Remus’s side all night in the Hospital Wing, refusing to leave until she saw a sign of him waking up.
Remus didn’t wake up until the next morning though, around mid-day.
Y/N was there holding his hand.
Her head snapped up as she saw movement in her peripheral. Remus was waking.
She left Remus’s side, but only to call for Madam Pomfrey. Once she had caught the Healer’s attention, she was back at his side.
Y/N was the first thing Remus saw when he woke up. A grin immediately appeared on his face.
“You okay?” Y/N asked frowning. “Don’t talk, please, you’ll hurt yourself,”
He nodded.
“Miss Y/L/N, can you please step away for a second, Mr Lupin needs a change of clothes,” Madam Pomfrey said strictly.
Y/N squeezed his hand one last time before stepping away, allowing the curtains to be drawn.
Remus P.O.V.
Once Remus managed to change into the hospital gown Poppy provided him, careful not to touch any fresh wounds, she turned around.
As he sat in his bed, Poppy handed him some potions to drink.
“That girl must be smitten with you,” she said absent-mindedly.
Remus almost choked on the potion at the off-handed comment.
“What?” he managed to say between a fit of coughs.
“Well, she didn’t leave your side all night, I’d say that she’s pretty smitten by you,”
With that, Poppy left.
Y/N P.O.V.
Y/N paced around nervously until she saw Madam Pomfrey step out. She practically ran back to his bed.
“Miss Y/L/N, since you refuse to leave, can you make sure he takes a sip of this potion every hour? It will help with the pain.” Madam Pomfrey said before taking her leave.
Y/N noticed Remus was now sitting up, face contorted in slight disgust due to the taste of the potion he just took.
“Hi Remmy, how are you feeling?” Y/N asked, concerned.
“Fine,” he practically groaned.
“I’m so sorry, I couldn’t help more last night-” Y/N choked on her words as she stepped forward to hold his hand. Tears pooled in her eyes as she imagined the amount of pain he must be going through.
His warm hand squeezed hers in an attempt to console her.
“I’m fine,” he rasped out.
“Is there anything you want?” Y/N asked, wanting to ease his pain as much as possible.
“No, I’m more than happy with you here,” He whispered.
She chuckled in response.
“You really gave us a big scare there, Sirius and James have only gone to class ‘cause they had to make notes for the two of us, otherwise they refused to leave too,” Y/N rambled on.
“Have you eaten anything?” Remus asked her.
“You shouldn’t be worrying about me, You’re the one who needs to be taken care of right now-”
“Have you, though?”
“What?”
“Eaten anything?”
A smile fell on Y/N’s lips at his caring nature. “Yes, I had some toast, that Prongs and Pads got me, wasn’t feeling-”
“I like you.”
That stopped Y/N’s talking.
“Huh?”
“I like you Y/N/N, like more than a friend,” he let the conversation trail off into silence, only disturbed by the ticking of the clock in the room.
He brought up her hand that was still clasped in his to his lips, pressing them to her hand and murmuring “Y/N/N?”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m sorry, just in shock. I um, was not expecting that today, but, I like you too. Like a lot.” She replied feeling butterflies in her stomach at his actions. A blush rested on her cheeks.
“Really? Despite my ugly scars and furry little problem?”
“Okay, first off, your scars are the most beautiful thing I’ve seen. Secondly, your furry little problem makes you who you are. The strongest and bravest person I know,” it was now her turn to bring his hand to her lips.
They never broke eye contact. “Can I kiss you?” Remus asked her.
He heard her breath hitch in her throat.
She leaned in, giving him a peck, testing the waters, before going in for a real kiss.
It was perfect.
When they pulled apart, both of them smiled as if drunk on love.
Y/N didn’t know where she found the courage, but she said “Will you be my boyfriend?”
“You’re sure you want to do this Y/N/N?” Remus asked.
“Yes, Remus. When you helped me rebuild my sand castle, that was when I knew, I wanted you in my life forever. I needed someone as sweet and kind as you. When you told me about your furry little problem, you told me your deepest, darkest secret…And that’s when I knew, we could trust each other with our lives. I don’t know when I started liking you as more than a friend, but I do, and you’re my best friend and…maybe boyfriend?” she ended in a questioning tone, “That is if you’ll have me,”
“After that sappy speech, how could I not say yes,” he replied, grinning like an idiot.
She simply laughed and gave him a peck on the lips.
They pulled further apart when they heard applause, confused.
The curtains were drawn open entirely to reveal the rest of the Marauders standing there.
“Finally! I thought you’d never confess!” Sirius exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.
“Seriously mate. Congratulations though you two,” James said as he swung an arm around Sirius’s shoulders.
“Yeah!” Peter squeaked.
Y/N laughed at their antiques, squeezing Remus’s hand at the embarrassed look on his face.
I should be over all the butterflies
But I'm into you (I'm into you)
And baby even on our worst nights
I'm into you (I'm into you)
Even after years of being together, every time Remus held Y/N’s hand, she felt safe and comforted. Every time he complimented her, the butterflies in her stomach went crazy. She would blush every time he kissed her, or hugged her.
She should be over all the butterflies after years of being together, but she’s still into him.
Y/N continued to become a healer, to help Remus after his transformations. She would stay up all night beside him, making sure to get him medicine as soon as he woke. 
The two best friends fell deeper and deeper in love with each other as each day passed. 
Let 'em wonder how we got this far
'Cause I don't really need to wonder at all
Yeah, after all this time, I'm still into you
A/N: So I've been obsessed with the Marauders even more recently, especially Remus and Regulus. I hope you liked this song-fic!
-TheBlueBookworm is out~!!
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Cleo: Hey guys, my computer died so I’m sending in a replacement for this week!
Limited Life members: Oh got it, no problem, but who-?
Gem: Hello!
Bdubs who watched her most recent Hermitcraft episode:
Scar, who got beaten by her in a bow fight:
Tango, having flashbacks to Tango’s Trials:
Impulse, remembering his head in her dungeon:
Joel, Martyn, and Jimmy, all remembering her kills on them in MCC:
Grian, remembering Champ the Frog:
Lizzie, confused:
Etho, who was annihilated by her a literal week ago: …shit
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Ok but that difference between False’s first MCC win to now. MCC 9 where she’s beating herself up about her performance in dodgbolt, lamenting that she can’t aim, her and Ren both INSISTING that they were carried that entire game even after they’ve won. Even the next MCC after that where she aced that last round herself, the first back to back MCC champion and STILL she’s like “I got lucky. I only hit him cause he was standing still, I’m not actually that good.” As opposed to now?? Girl literally walks out onto that podium like she owns the stage. The boys try to help her and she just straight up tells them to shut up because she knows what she’s doing. H tells her to take a breath and she just goes “no” and then SLAYS. Just that CONFIDENCE. She was so calm, so sure of herself, and when they win she’s so proud of herself. She is the first person to walk out onto that podium and she is the person that invites everyone else to join her.
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Try not to fall in love with Haechan challenge! You lose
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To our new Wise-girl
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reblog if you are ASEXUAL, support ASEXUAL PEOPLE, or SECRETLY A DRAGON IN HUMAN FORM
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if you’re reading this i hope something good happens to you today
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Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.
If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals
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THIS WILL NEVER HAPPEN ON TUMBLR BUT
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I can’t believe no one’s done this yet but I also know most of us have taken that “who’s your godly parent” quiz before. So reblog and tell me yours
Mine was Poseidon if I remember right
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niche things I love about Indian culture
(Besides the awesome fashion, food, mythology, architecture, music, and philosophies)
-in Hindi, “ladies and gentlemen” is “goddesses and gentlemen” (देवियों और सज्जनो)
-how you measure age by how many monsoons you’ve seen (“he is of 10 monsoons”)
-good morning WhatsApp forwards. Yes, this is a controversial one. I just think it’s cute as hell
-how 2 Indians can each know like 4 languages but still not be able to communicate with each other because they don’t share a single common one
-men wearing lots of jewellery especially gold hoop earrings 👀👌🏽
-nose rings (I got mine when I was a kid WITH my parents’ approval)
-the fact that Indian English uses so many archaic words and terms. And also so many terms that sound like they’re from the year 2050 (like “biodata” for resume)
-“where should I put this?” “On my head.”
-the expression “sucking my blood” in Punjabi when someone is annoying you. “Stop sucking my blood,” “He’s really sucking my blood.” Also “He’s eating my brain” in Hindi is a good one too
-how shop owners serve you food and chai and how the men drape saris over themselves to model them for you
-impromptu poetry sessions (“वह क्या बात है!”)
-there’s a reason so many animes are inspired by Hinduism and Buddhism. The original spirit bombs and other magical energy weapons were in the mahabharat lol
-really off the wall units of measurement. Lakh makes perfect sense. Crore makes a bit of sense. But why is a mahakalpa 311,040,000,000,000 years. Why does an akshauhini consist of 21,870 chariots; 21,870 elephants; 65,610 horses and 109,350 infantry. That is so specific
-the fact that no one’s gonna top the party we’re gonna throw when the queen dies
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