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Remus Lupin x femReader(mate)

There was one time a year that fully matured werewolves went into heat, and that was several weeks before the first full moon of the year. Yes, it also affected males and quite badly, too…

Remus Lupin POV

It was coming up, and hella quick. It was only my first heat and I had barely any idea what the hell was supposed to happen. The guaranteed date was almost here but so far I hadn’t really noticed anything so far. According to books, normal werewolves had to be caged by now. I was proud of myself. I was almost unaffected. Of course though, there’s that ‘almost’ in there. There was one girl. Y/N L/N. A sweet Gryffindor girl with excellent grades, a lovely personality and gorgeous eyes. Of course, though, those weren’t quite the things that tortured me.

It was her smell. Merlin, it was like nothing else. It was a smell that made me think thoughts that made my ears turn red. It’s common knowledge that werewolves senses are heightened during times of stress (full moon, heat cycle etc.) It was so strange. She practically reeked of pheromones and it drove me nuts. Some things made it worse, too. When she let down her hair or undid the top button on her shirt and rolled up her sleeves on a hot day.

James was the first to notice the effect the girl had on me. It was hard to miss, when you looked. When she walked by a certain way or a draft blew her scent directly in my face I flushed bright red and I’d clench my hands so hard my knuckles turned white.

The Marauders hung around particularly close to me in the classes we shared with Y/N. I think they were watching to make sure I didn’t lose control and do something stupid. While my little posse wasn’t exactly ahead of their class on intellectual abilities they’d done their on research on my condition and they were not ignorant to how dangerous I could be.

Sirius, of course, thought that I should just shag her and get over it. Normally, yeah, maybe that could work. But werewolves were different. When it came to mating we developed. . . . Possessive tendencies. That would mean I’d be overbearing and clingy. Then she’d think I was just a weirdo. And then I’d probably have to tell her about my little condition and then she’d be terrified of me and want nothing to do with me. I wouldn’t blame her either but it’d still hurt. Especially since I’d fancied her for a while now. She was pretty, smart and sweet. What wasn’t to love? But I couldn’t inflict myself and all of my problems on her.

So, my fingers aching with effort as I squeezed them into fists, I watched her. James was rambling about the quidditch match he had against Hufflepuff on that particular afternoon. I wasn’t listening. I was gazing down the Gryffindor table at Y/N who was eating her breakfast and chattering along with her friends. I watched her smile and put her spoon into her mouth, listening to her friends. I watched the way her soft plump lips wrapped around the—

“MOONY!” James sounded quite offended I hadn’t been following along.

“Hmm?” I looked back at him.

“Well, well, look who’s finally joined us on this fine morning.” Sirius chuckled, shoving a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. “Bloody hell, would you look at the time? We’ll be late for potions if we don’t hurry up!” Peter was always sort of panicked.

“Ahhh, relax Wormy. Stay and eat for a bit more.” James chastised, but Peter was already hurriedly scrambling towards the doors. I wasn’t surprised to find myself close behind him. Not because I was scared of any teacher like Wormtail but because the sooner I got to class the sooner I could be close to her.

But of course there was one downside. We had potions with Slytherin and, ugh, Godric, not only was she partners with Snape, they were sort of friends too. Y/N sometimes even made him smile. The greasy git was supposed to fancy Evans. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t just stick with that and stay the bloody hell away from Y/N.

But as more and more people flooded in, I didn’t see her or Snape. James strolled in casually and plopped down next to us.

“See Wormtail? Perfectly on time.” I rolled my eyes at his smugness.

“And whoever were you searching for, Remus? Your lover, Severus Snape?” He said with a swoon. He knew just how on my nerves that greaseball had been as of late.

“Alright now settle down. Today we will be— Miss L/N! Care to explain where you’ve been?” I whipped my head around to see a very out of breath Y/N.

“Sorry, Professor Slughorn. Severus got very ill and I had to take him to the infirmary.”

“All right, Miss L/N. You are excused. Thank you for taking him.”

She nodded and took her seat to the back left of us.

“Where was my group of three? Ah yes, James, Peter and Remus. Do one of you mind filling in for Mr. Snape?”

Without a second thought, i shot up from my seat. Everyone turned to look at me.

“Um, I’ll do it.” I muttered.

“Thank you, Mr. Lupin.”

I awkwardly stumbled over to her table and basically fell into my seat.

‘Real smooth’ James mouthed in my direction.

Her scent caused a shiver to rip through me. I thought that maybe being closer to her would somewhat satiate my need for her but it only did the opposite. It only made me want more. Ugh. She also had Snape’s smell on her, as if she’d been holding him up when she walked him to the infirmary. I didn’t like that. But as Slughorn gave us his lecture on Amortentia (how sickly ironic) I couldn’t help but watch her from the side.

Y/N was mesmerizing. When she focused her eyebrows furrowed together and formed two little parallel lines. When she wrote her quill scrambled to keep up with Slughorn’s words and when she wasn’t writing notes she would draw careless little doodles on the corner of her parchment. I was watching her so intently out of the corner of my eye, that when she licked her lips to moisten them a white hot flash of longing shot into my lower abdomen and then I winced and decided it best to focus on my work.

“Alright, now look over each others notes and do it well because tomorrow you will be attempting to brew this very potion with your partner.” “Alright.” Y/N said, turning her body to face me. “What’ve you got?”

I showed her my mostly blank parchment with a sheepish grin. To my surprise, she laughed.

“Well, I suppose that’s alright. Here.” She touched her wand to her notes, and then mine, the letters seeming to bleed out from where her wand touched the paper. In no time at all, I had a perfect duplication of her notes.

“Thank you.”

“No problem at all. Just make sure you study those. I don’t think Severus will be back yet tomorrow.” Y/N said ruefully.

“Ahh.” What on earth could be so bad Madam Pomfrey couldn’t fix in a day?

“Alright.” Slug horn declared. “Class dismissed.”

Just as she collected her books and got up to leave I acted out on instinct and caught her wrist before she could slip away. She looked at me curiously, her already huge eyes wide.

“Er,” I tried to think of an excuse quickly. “I was actually wondering if maybe. . . . you would sit with my friends and I at lunch today?”

“Oh,” she blinked. “Oh, okay.”

I sighed a relieved sigh, let go of her and smiled. “Ok, so I’ll see you there?”

“Sure,” she grinned back at me.

#Remus lupin

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