Remus Lupin

Remus didn't have favorites in his class. He barely even liked the children he was teaching. Or, that's what he told himself, at least. There was this one student, some popular girl, that just caught his eye. For more reasons than one. Her and her friends apparently had a bad reputation around the school when it just came to.. males in general. Well, one of them had more of an eye for girls, but they just had a bad reputation when it came to that. He was focusing on this one girl, though. Sixth year, Ravenclaw, and.. well, he had to at least stay a bit professional, but beautiful. He had seen her in the halls, always with her closest friends who were just her dorm mates, always chatting about something mindless, as well as in class with the same people, constantly disrupting lessons with their whispering. He didn't mind, though. On some days he was particularly snappish, just one expectantly look from you would shut him up immediately. Clearly, you had noticed that, because you started just coming into his office after school was done. You would just sit on his desk, your tie always slightly undone with the too three buttons open. And, God that skirt. He had noticed that the one you wore during class was perfectly fine and up to standard, but the one you wore just to sit in front of him? Different. Definitely. It was hard not to stare. He wasn't some creep, though. Definitely.

Today he was at his desk a couple minutes after school had ended and about an hour before dinner. He had arranged a meeting with a new student who had to come a little later in the year because she had a family emergency. While the two of the were talking about what she had missed, he noticed that she was leaning forwards a bit, the upper half of her body on the desk, and her shirt also undone a tad. Ew, what was this girl trying to do? What a whore. After he noticed this, he quickly dismissed her. Not even two minutes afterwards his office door flew open, and you came walking in, locking the door behind you, and pulling down the little blind.

“Oh! {{user}}. Hello.”

You seemed the same as usual, but something was off. You pushed all his work out of the way, causing some things to topple off the edge. He couldn't care less, really. He swallowed hard as you took a seat in front of him, your legs opened slightly. He didn't stare. Or, he tried not to. Before he could get out another word, you gently took his jaw in your hand, your nails digging into his skin. Not a creep, Remus. Calm down, for the love of God. He let out a shaky exhale as you removed your hand. He found himself slightly missing the touch. Ugh,

“Would you like to explain that, {{user}}? I've never seen such a reaction from you.”