A star always falls for the moon 🌙

“Remus”, Dumbledore said, “I really need you as a DADA teacher!” 

“But why? I’m a fucking werewolf Professor! Nobody wants me as a teacher! I’m dangerous!”, Remus was almost crying. Why doesn’t Dumbledore get it? It was his dream since his years at Hogwarts to become a doctor at Sant Mungos to help people like Madam Pomfrey helped him… or at least a Hogwarts Professor to be as loved by his students as McGonagall was… But Remus knew that he never would get the chance to do either of it… He was a werewolf, dangerous and hated… “Remus, I remember the talk you had with Minerva during your fifth year of Hogwarts… you claimed that your biggest wish was to do something useful, to be a doctor or a professor. You have the chance now. We need you, Remus. Severus even found a potion which lets you keep your conscience while transforming. This will make you save for everyone, especially for yourself.”, Dumbledore tried to convince Remus.

“Is this the reason or do you have something else you need me for?”, the 34 year old man asked the old one. “Well…I believe you’ll find out soon enough. If you’ll accept the job of course.”, Dumbledore mysteriously explained. Remus didn’t trust him… he wanted to take the job, but… how would it feel for him to go back to Hogwarts once again, 17 years after he left it for what he thought the last time. But this time he wouldn’t have James or Peter with him. Or Sirius… the love of his life who betrayed him twice….Remus took a deep breath and nodded. “I’ll take the job”, he said, “But professor?” “Yes? What is it Remus?”, Dumbledore asked calmly. “I won’t be able to come to Hogwarts one week earlier like the rest of the teachers. The night of August 31st is a full moon. I’ll have to stay at home and take the Hogwarts Express I believe.”

“That’s not a problem at all”, Dumbledore pulled out a ticked from one of his cloaks pockets and gave it to Remus. “I’ll see you at the teachers table, Remus.”, Dumbledore gave the werewolf a kind smile and disappeared in the chimney. 

Remus took a deep breath and sat down on his couch. Memories of his school years started rushing in front of his inner eye. First year, a boy from St. Edmunds’ who never even expected to be welcomed at Hogwarts. Second year, a boy who finally found amazing friends… Third year… first crush… Forth year… growing up… Year five… the prank… year six… his first date with Sirius… Year seven full moon during his last Christmas at Hogwarts…

He was looking forward to seeing Hogwarts again. Those walls which became his home for the 7 years of his school career… the teachers who always were so kind to him… his friends… the marauders map, the pranks and Madam Pomfrey… he looked forward to see her again the most. She was like a mother to him….This night, Remus didn’t sleep at all… 

-September 1st- Hogwarts Express - 

Remus walked towards the train. It felt so different. He knew that none of his friends were waiting for him at Hogwarts. He read the daily prophet a few days ago. His heart dropped and jumped up and down at the same time after he read that Sirius broke out of Azkaban. He was exhausted from yesterdays night and wanted to sleep. Remus walked trough the trains corridor and looked out for a more or less free Coupé. He finally found one, only occupied by a girl, about the age of 15-16, with beautiful, braided, ember hair. The girl was asleep in one of the Coupés seats close to the window. He realized that the girl was wearing an oversized sweater, like the ones he used to wear, he wasn’t able to actually see the girls face, as she wore a beanie over her face, but he knew that something wasn’t right. He smiled to himself, wrapped in his black coat and fell asleep just as the train started moving. Remus and the girl woke up at the same time as the train suddenly stopped and everything went dark. The girl pulled her beanie up her face to see what was wrong and noticed Remus starring at her. The look on the girls face looked worried. The door creaked and both of them turned toward the door. A black creature, with arms, like ripped curtains in a horror movie stretched to the doors handle and opened it. A Dementor. Remus and the girl stood up at the same time and pulled out their wand. “Expecto Patronum!”, they said in unison. A bright light came out of Remus’ wand. A white wolf came out of the girls. The Dementor disappeared. The girl dropped back into her seat, just as Remus sat down opposite to her. “Amazing skills!”, he told her. “Thank you… uhm…sir”

Right! The girl didn’t know who he was yet. And he didn’t know her. But now that the light turned on once again and he was able to see her face, he noticed her beautiful blue eyes and 2 light scars across her face. Remus smiled. “I’m Remus, Remus Lupin”, he introduced himself. “I’ll be your DADA professor this year, I believe.” “I’m y/n. y/n Andrea Channing. You can call me y/n/n.”, y/n smiled at the older man. “Are you that Remus Lupin?”, she asked out of nowhere. “What do you mean, “that Remus Lupin”?”, he asked. “The Casanova of Gryffindor? The best ever Quidditch commentator? A marauder? One of the creators of the marauders map?”, she asked, her eyes brightening. Remus blushed and once again thought about his old friends from Hogwarts. “Yeah… I am.”, he answered calmly. “Wicked!”, y/n exclaimed. “Fred and George will be so happy to get to know you!!! You are their idol!!!” “I’m flattered… but wait… how do you even know about the marauders map?” “Well… Fred, George, Nika and I kinda got in trouble two years ago and had detention with filch. We had to clean his office! This was disgusting! Well… we kind of found the map…”, she said blushing. Remus laughed. He already like that girl. She reminded him of himself. Suddenly the girls eyes darkened. “Something wrong?”, Remus asked worried. “Your nickname is Moony, isn’t it?”, she asked. Now it was Remus’ turn to wipe his smile out of his face. He took a deep breath. “Yeah… I was… well I still am, but.. yeah…”, he didn’t like where this conversation was going. “That… I’m so sorry… I know… we know each other for only 10 minutes… but… May I ask you a question? It’s important to me…”, y/n stuttered. “What is it?”, Remus asked in a bit of a aggressive manner. She probably knew about him being a werewolf… Dumbledore that bastard! “Do you have any chocolate?”, the girl asked. “After the Dementors’ visit… I feel kinda weak… and I forgot to take mine with me…the summer was kinda messed up so…” Remus breathed out relaxing. “Sure”, he smiled and took out a new chocolate out of his coat. “Here, you can keep it.”, he smiled, his voice soft. “I believe you should change into your school uniform, we’re almost there.”, he reminded her softly, while standing up. “I’ll just go check up with the engine man, don’t worry, I won’t come in for the next 15 minutes.”, he laughed at y/n confused look as he walked out of the Coupé, closing its door after him. 

Remus walked towards the front of the train, thinking about the girl’s words. He knew about the Weasley twins. Arthur and Molly kept bragging about their pranks during Order meetings. He didn’t know Nika, even though the name was present in his memory, he didn’t remember where he knew the name from. He had absolutely no idea how those kids figured out the marauders map password, but he knew, that saying yes, to Dumbledores suggestion was the best thing he has ever done…

-Week 1- DADA class- year 5- 

Remus was already looking forward to teach his first DADA class. The topic was the Boggarts, probably one of the ones, he had a Love-hate-relationship with. Remus was waiting for the class to start. Those young and happy or not so happy children would come inside in about 15 minutes and will have to face their worst fear come out of a freaking wardrobe. Remus let his thoughts get the best of him, when he heard a knock on the door. He put his legs down from his desk and called: “Come in, it’s open!” It was y/n. Remus smiled. He hadn’t had a talk with her since the train. They just greeted each other a couple of times in the corridors. But now she was standing in front of him. Wow… what did she want from him? “Is it rude to think that?”, Remus thought.

“Uhm… professor…I just read on the schedule that you were about to revise the Boggart topic with us today… with like a practical part…”, y/n told Remus, while eying the floor. “Yeah, do you have a problem with it, or a question?”, Remus’ voice was calm and steady. “I wanted…”, she took a deep breath. “I wanted to ask you wether everyone has to actually… you know… face the Boggart…”, her voice was shaking. Remus could hear that she was more than just nervous. She was scared. “Yeah, everyone, do you have a problem with it”, he decided to ask again. “Uhm…”, she was struggling to answer. “Let’s do the following thing.”, Remus suggested “I’ll let you get over your Boggart before the class starts since we still have about 10 minutes. What do you think about it?” She nodded, but the fear in her eyes only grew, a fear Remus knew to good, the fear of being abandoned. Remus stood up and went over to the wardrobe. “Ready?”, he asked. Y/n nodded. The handle clicked and something flew out of the wardrobe. The girl pulled out her want pointing it at the Boggart, which turned into the full moon. “RIDICULOUS!”, she said with confidence. The Boggart turned into a Clown-nose and fell to the ground. Remus returned the Boggart back into the wardrobe and locked it. His face was soft and pale, but his eyes showed nothing but condolence for the young girl. He took a deep breath. “Hey, hey, hey!”, he ran over to y/n. She was almost crying. Remus pulled her into his arms. “Hey! Listen to me, can you do it?”, he asked looking into the girls eyes. “How about you skip my class today and come over afterwards so we could talk this through? If you want of course.”, he added hugging the girl tightly. “Yeah… I think it would be best to do it like that…”, tears were flowing from her eyes, she smiled at Remus. “Thanks” Remus smiled at her and nodded. Y/n went towards the door, some students already started coming into the room. Remus was just watching y/n carefully. She walked towards a girl with dark brown, wavy, hair, hanging down to her shoulders. Remus didn’t hear what the talked about, but the girl who y/n was talking to just gave y/n a smile and a quick hug. She reminded him of someone… well… he had to keep those thoughts for later. 

“Hello Everybody”, Remus greeted the students with a happy but forced smile. “Today we’ll revise the topic Boggarts. Please get in front of the wardrobe, what is the spell you have to use? Somebody?” The girl whom y/n was talking earlier raised her hand. “Yes, what’s your name?”, Remus called her. “I’m Nika sir, Nika Lestrange. The spell is Ridiculous!”, the girl said confidently struggling a bit with her surname. The memory came out from somewhere in the back of Remus’ mind. It was their 7th year of Hogwarts, when Sirius stormed into their room and yelled about Bellatrix giving birth to a girl named Nika and that he is an uncle now, even though he hated Bellatrix. The girl who stood before him looked so much like Sirius, well like a Black, he noticed that her necktie was in the colors red and gold… a Gryffindor. Another Black in Gryffindor. Poor girl, probably suffering all of the hate, just like Sirius did… “ehm… excuse me sir!”, the girl reminded Remus of the class’ presence. “Yeah! You are absolutely right! Now everyone, get in line here and demonstrate the use of the spell.” Remus turned on some music, a vinyl by Queen. One Sirius gave him for his 21st birthday. He loved the band. The students lined up in front of the wardrobe, Remus opened the door of it and the horror room started. All the students managed to get the spell perfectly. Finally it was Nikas turn. Remus face showed worry. The boggart started turning and no one else but Bellatrix Lestrange walked out of the Wardrobe. “Ridiculous!”, Nika screamed out turning Bellatrix’ sexy black dress into a pink Barbie cosplay and her dark makeup into a bright pink. Remus smiled at her. The class went by fast and pretty soon the room started to empty. After Remus stayed back alone he fell back into his chair and thought: “I should talk to Nika too….”