"Sirius also mentioned something about little feet?" "He somehow got it into his head that when he got out of Azkaban he'd come back to nieces and nephews." "Well," he started slowly, not looking as shocked or even as repulsed as I'd initially thought he would. "Do you think he would have? Had nieces and nephews by now, if we hadn't split?"
As long as something gives you even a pinch of happiness, you should go for it. Young!Remus Lupin oneshot.
"I'm not afraid," she whispered. He looked away, a pained expression on his face before looking back into her teal eyes he loved so much. "You should be. I'm nothing, but a monster a-" But a soft finger pressed against his lips silenced him. "That's weird because I don't see a monster. I only see you and you're the furthest thing from a monster in my eyes."
Voldemort is back, the Ministry of Magic is pretending he isn't, and the Order of the Phoenix is being blocked at every turn. Amidst it all, Harry's Muggle neighbour is more than she seems, Draco Malfoy is trying to break free from his father's hold, and the Golden Trio are facing a Ministry-controlled Hogwarts. AU. Sequel to 'Uncovering the Truth'.
The words rang repeatedly in her head. A constant reminder. Of her unrequited love. That he would never think of her as more. Yes, that was all she was to him. That was all she could ever be to him. She would forever be cursed to watch him from far away, blissfully unaware of the pain he had caused her. So, she disappeared.
"You're like a burnt marshmallow, y'know? Unappealing and scary on the outside, but soft and gooey on the inside?" I stared at him, not knowing whether I should be flattered or offended, or if he was just drunk. "Well, I'll give you this, Lupin – you sure know how to charm the ladies." If only I had known... (Marauders' Era)
People are not presents, and love should never be forced; But neither of these facts matter when Greyback is in charge of your life. Remus and his newly gifted mate learn to live and maybe even love their lives together.
Grace doesn't know why she always picks the tortured, emotionally unavailable men who can't give a straight answer to save their lives. Probably for the same reason that Asha's always falling for sub-clinical narcissists who seem solely interested in slowly corroding her sanity (okay, granted, she only did that one time). RLOC. SBOC.
Best mates on their scummy Manchester estate, Remus Lupin and Helena Miller are absolutely not in love with each other. (this is just real pretentious and self-indulgent so yes there's that)
Il paraît qu'un loup garou peut vous sectionner la nuque d'une simple coup de mâchoire... Alors pourquoi tout le monde répétait sans cesse que c'était moi qui bouffait les gens ? Parce que nous étions la garce et le louveteau.
"It occurs to me now that in all the time I spent crystal-gazing, I was staring into a full moon: a round, marbled white sphere holding every promise of change within." Cora McClane has a single year to find the cure for lycanthropy. An impossible task even before she discovers she'll be working with the man she loved and thought she'd lost—her former professor. A werewolf. RL/OC
"The Art of Seduction by Jenny Day…" Flora read aloud, chewing her lip with trepidation, not a bad start Flora mused, this could be interesting…
Elspeth Tonks was an enigma. She was the type of girl that kept her nose in a book, never caring about the events that happened around. Remus Lupin was secretive. He was well-adapted in the art of keeping secrets, having learned how at the young age of four. When the two meet, they will never be the same.
Her people have always held a peculiar air of mystery, allure, and rebellion around them no matter where they go. And she was no different. That's why she chose to surround herself with people like her. But why the hell did she choose the quiet Marauder with scars?
Suite à un été tragique, Iris Wayne, jeune serdaigle de 16 ans, retourne à Poudlard accompagnée de sa cousine Amélia Bones. Déterminée à réaliser ses objectifs, elle entend profiter de ses dernières années. Elle le pensait du moins...
A la sortie de Poudlard, aucun des quatres Maraudeurs n'ont parlé d'elle... Pourtant elle était arrivée lors de leur rentrée de 6e année, et elle s'est retrouvée étroitement liés à l'un d'eux par un coup du destin. Nastia Host ne cherchait que la vengeance, mais à Poudlard elle va enfin apprendre à vivre.
Time of the Marauders. You have always been intrigued by quiet Remus Lupin and his mysterious glances at the moon. (Remus x Reader)
[OS]Remus Lupin subit les effets néfastes de la lune, il erre dans les rues profondes de Londres, si persuadé d'être le chasseur. Mais si le Petit Chaperon rouge n'était pas aussi innocent que celui des contes et que le Loup au final était celui qui se faisait manger ?
Un jour suivant la pleine lune, Lily et sa meilleure amie vont dévoiler leur secret le mieux gardé aux Maraudeurs. Et si... Et s'ils réagissaient mieux que prévu? Et si ça conduisait à de nouveaux couples? PDV Lily, couples James/Lily et Remus/OC
„Amber, I've wanted to tell you something for really long now," Remus scratched his head nervously. „Yeah?" I looked at him hopefully. My stomach clenched, he was going to tell me he liked me! „I... I'm so sorry I didn't tell you earlier, I just didn't know how... You see, I'm... I'm a... werewolf." I had not been expecting that. He eyed me fearfully "you... wait, WHAT?" I yelped.
Une nouvelle année commence à Poudlard pour la tornade Katherine Spence. Sans le savoir, Kat s'apprête à vivre les moments les plus palpitants de sa vie. Entre un nouveau don pour le moins envahissant, des amis plus farceurs que jamais, un pire ennemi qui devient tout un coup sympathique voire attirant, et un mystérieux danger qui la guette, les choses s'annoncent... Mouvementées.
ONE-SHOT. Dziewięć miesięcy to bardzo dużo czasu. Ile może się przez nie zmienić. Przez dziewięć miesięcy życie Bryony Evans wykonało zwrot o sto osiemdziesiąt stopni. I pomyśleć, że wszystko zaczęło się w Wigilię Wszystkich Świętych 1979 roku. AU. Dla bezpieczeństwa T
Monsters do not love. Many believe them to be incapable of love. Dracula loved Mina Harker and he use to be human. Not everyone is born a monster. Remus likes Gwendelyn, and she feels the same for him. But she refuses to confess her feeling for him, because of a secret she carries. Gwen is a vampire that does not want to hurt her friends. Marauders era. RLOC & JPLE. Rated for blood
Cora and Remus meet before the war, when Cora is pregnant with her son and her husband has abandoned her. They become very close and Remus is there for the birth of her son, but a painful decision must be made. Four years later, they meet again in Diagon Alley and all of the things they never said still seem to hang in the air between them. OOP and post-war. Remus/OC. One-shot.
Anneliese Armstrong always knew there was something different about him. Not only was he serious, but mysterious. Oneshot!
Hiatus THIS STORY NEEDS EDITING! I don't like it. It was my first story that I ever wrote. If you want you can read it.
"Her name was Capri... well, Capricia Lynx Black. Capri as we called her. It was a very... fitting... name for her. It means impulsive; ruled by whim. I still never understood how she was sorted into Ravenclaw and not Gryffindor for all the intelligence she had, Capri lived by the very definition of her name..." AU oneshot. RL/OC.
"Perhaps, you didn't hear me correctly,"Remus said between clenched teeth."I asked you to leave."A smirk twisted her lips as she leaned in to meet his challenging eyes."Make me,"she dared.
[OLD; not revised] Astrid Olsen knew she was a bit too knowledge-thirsty for her own good - Astrid called it curiosity, her best friend Freya sometimes called it 'trying to be helpful', but her mother just flat out called her nosy. Astrid never would have imagined that very same curiosity could change her life so terribly.
The story begins as it usually begins- with a boy and a girl. Days are getting darker, relationships between everyone are becoming more strained. He's always hated her. And likewise for her to him. But perhaps they will need each other one day. And that day is coming soon. For after all, everyone knows that the overture to an opera is always the stormiest.