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“Geh. Oh, her.” He grimaced. It wasn’t that he hated the girl or anything, he just couldn’t figure her out; her head was too far up in the clouds for anyone to make sense of her. “Best keep the theories more concrete then, hm.”
Remus chuckled quietly. “Yeah, maybe just a little more concrete ...” He held his parchment up and blew on the wet ink to dry it and fold it up before putting it in his bag. “Do you mind helping me put my books away?”
“No shit, Sherlock.” Willow tossed some hair off her shoulder. “I could’ve totally made that one though.”
“I would have felt like crap if you fell.”
Alffie propped his chin up with his hand and gave a huff. “Though, I think it’s the people that create the problems when it comes to magic. Magic has endless possibilities, it’s humans that limit them.” Wrinkling his nose at the mention of muggles, he gave a shrug. “Muggles, right. Well, they’ve got the theories of magic all wrong. They treat it like some kind of super power. Magic isn’t in one person, it flows through a person. It’s in the air, rather than inside of us.” He elaborated, his theory was rather psychological and abstract for the usually level-headed boy.
He continued scribbling on his parchment and nodded quietly. “You’re starting to sound like Belinda Dukelow.”
She tried to muster an external courage to put the boy at ease, but strength was never Mary’s strong suit. To be honest, she had no idea why she was suddenly worried - Remus was a perfectly capable wizard, and hippogriffs were fairly straightforward for any intelligent person, but her muscles were stiff and her bottom lip caught between her teeth. The hippogriff wasn’t bowing back. “Remus…” Her whisper was low, a warning. Mary continued to stroke the hippogriff’s feathered neck in hopes that soothing the creature would allow it to permit his presence.
Remus winced. He knew this would happen ... He watched the hippogriff carefully and tried to back up, but tripped over a root, falling back with a grunt and startling the hippogriff with the sudden noise. “Mary, be careful ...”
Brock stumbled backwards, his green eyes wide with confusion as he spun around to see who had grabbed him. “I know this already, Lupin. I’ve been here longer than you have. Do you always go around grabbing people like that?” He asked, concern etching his features.
Remus frowned. “I’m sorry professor. I was only trying to help.”
Remus tugged the back of a student’s robe, pulling them to his side. “Watch the stairs. They move every once in a while.”
The library was packed during this time of day and every seat seemed to be filled. The person who sat across from Alffie Stebbins, what an unfortunate soul, was listening to his latest lecture about how wrong things were in one of his classes and how he knew the right way all along. “No, no. What I’m saying is, it isn’t the professor that is wrong, it’s the theory. The theory has multiple holes in it. How could anyone not see it?” Frowning, Alffie looked to the person sitting across from him. “Don’t you agree?”
Remus, who has had almost six years experience of doing work while also listening to Sirius’ and James’, managed to listen to every point that Alffie made while also writing his essay on Amortentia. “Magic is bound to have a few holes in their theories. Most people don’t even believe in Magic.”
Mary frowned as Remus immediately backtracked, but gave him another reassuring smile as she remarked, “don’t you worry about me.” Turning her head to the hippogriff she took a few more steps closer, and the crunching of leaves underfoot caused the creatures beady eyes to fix on her. Mary held its gaze, gracefully dipping her upper body into a deep bow, robes skirting across the dirt. A few seconds went by. Mary hesitated, picked up her back foot and was about to slowly retreat when the hippocriff dropped one of its scaley knees to the ground. Mary grinned in relief, slowly approached the creature and patted its beak. The hippogriff closed its eyes, content. She turned back to Remus, initially to cheer him on encouragingly but paused as she saw his wary expression. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, Rem, but this one seems nice enough.”
He sighed quietly, “Mary, dear, it’s not that I don’t want to ...” he didn’t want to sound scared or nervous, but his voice probably betrayed him. Remus took a deep breath and took a small step forward, waiting for the hippogriff to acknowledge him, then dipped into a deep bow, bending at his waist. He made eye contact with the hippogriff through his long eyelashes, knowing that if he gave full eye contact it might be seen as an act of dominance, although to most animals, just being a werewolf caused most animals to think of him as dominant.
“You’re welcome Rem. Anything for you.” She laughed and kept her eyes cast downwards as they walked. “I think James would be your best bet, I’ve never seen Sirius in dress robes.. And to be quite honest, James’ dress robes are perfect for the occasion.” She mused absentmindedly.
Remus’ brow raises into his hair line as Lily mentions James. “James’ dress robes are perfect, aye? Maybe you should consider inviting him instead,” he teased quietly as he nudged her shoulder.
Mary raised an eye doubtfully and gave his hand an encouraging squeeze before pulling him along after her. After years of knowing Remus, she had never quite understood why he was so apprehensive of his own abilities. Nevertheless, she was determined to prove him otherwise. The two approached the hippogriff slowly, which had peaked its grey feathered head out into the open, surveying the mingling students on the grounds. “I’ll try first, yeah?”
Remus slowed down even more as he saw the hippogriff come into view, pulling on Mary’s hand to the point where Mary could have been dragging him. “Yeah, sure ...” he mumbled unsure and watched the hippogriff cautiously. When Mary let go of his hand he took several steps back, not wanting the hippogriff to feel uneasy and hurt Mary. “Please be careful.”
“I’m sure the entire species doesn’t have a collective hatred towards you, Remus. You’re not monstrous, love.” She took a couple of steps forward, boots skimming across a small stream that ran along the forrest line. “Come, I’ll show you.” The corners of Mary’s lips tugged upwards as she offered him a hand.
He takes a deep breath when she says he’s not monstrous. That’s his biggest fear, that after being infected he’s started to turn into a monster. Remus shakes his head but takes her hand and follows after her. “No, I’ll show you. The entire species definitely has something against me.“
“And that goes both ways as well.. I’ve got your back whenever you need me Rem.” Her words laced with sincerity as she nodded, slowly walking beside him before shaking her head and laughing softly. “Any who, it should be this Tuesday, and I’d recommend you wear something nice.”
He smiles “I know Lily. Thank you.” Remus shakes his head “I’ll see if I can borrow dress robes from Sirius and James.”
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“It was’t too bad. Definitely colder than I thought it would be.” She laughed, pushing a strand of wet hair from her face. At first, when he handed her the sweater she was really confused as to why, but then her wet shirt sticking to her chest came to mind and immediately she pulled it over her head with a grateful smile. “Erm - thank you.” Her own face started to turn scarlet, her eyes dropping to the ground.
Remus chuckles to try to alleviate some of the embarrassment. “Do you see why I suggested doing it last now?” he asks. “If you don’t mind, I’d rather you practiced that one on me last. I only have one jumper.” He gives her a small smile, just a flicker of his white teeth, before he crouches down beside his bag again and pulls out a torn out piece of parchment. “You can try Alarte Ascendare, Carpe Retractum, Colloshoo, or Everte Statum.” he says clearly as he reads from his list. “Which one do you want to practice?”
“You always do this! You can’t keep it up forever, Remus! You and your stupid gang of sodding idiots.” She groaned in frustration. “You knew the bloody letter was yours, you could have asked for it. You could have proved it. I still doubt the entire thing because all you four ever do is lie. Lie for each other and you think no one catches you, but people are watching. You can’t be a child forever!” She shouted before turning around and walking herself.
He chuckled as she stomped away.
“Dangerous when provoked. Much like people, but you don’t seem the type to go belittling magical creatures.” Mary smiled, nudging him. “So what happened?”
He shrugs “They don’t like me. If I get close, they tend to become provoked without me even doing anything.”
“Well, you’re an amazing friend for going with me, I know they’re not exactly the event of the century.” Lily smiled softly and walked onward, her eyes glued to the floor. “Besides, it’s nice to know you have my back.”
He smiled back at Lily and shook his head “Of course Lily.”
“Oh, Rem,” she replied, expression softening. “While magnificent, I’ve heard they can be temperamental at times. Do tell.”
“They are more than just temperamental ... They can be dangerous.” he sulks a little because it makes him sound like a wimp.
