Disclamair: Luna and Lupin don't belong to me. If they did I think I'd be
filthy rich, which I'm not, oh well. My time may come one day.
A/N: This is the first Luna/Remus fic I have ever written. I've tried to write them before, but they never quite came out the way I wanted them to. Right now I'm feeling inspired to write and I wish to take a brake from my other two fics. So the story takes place in the easter holidays of Luna's seventh year.
Summary: Remus Lupin bumps into an old student of his. Old feelings are stirred up and once and for all acted on. This story will be thre chapters long.
THE SCHUBERT VILLAGE
"Luna Lovegood is that you?" Remus Lupin asked. Luna Lovegood was sitting on the floor with a book on her lap, reading. She was presently leaning on a tall boockase that was filled with books from side to side, top to bottom. Remus was about to walk out of the book shop, but as he passed by he spoted her on the floor. He thought that the girl seemed vaquely familiar. As he neared her he realized that he had been her teacher when she was only a second year.
Luna looked up and she smiled at the man before her. She had not seen her dear professor since her fourth year and even than she was in too much pain to realize that they where in the same room. Above all at the time he had been a little out of it since he was feeling raw about his best friends tragic end. As she looked up into the familiar amber eyes she realised that he had not changed much. He still had the charming smile, handsome face, brown hair with silver streaks and the same slim build.
"Hello Professor," she said standing up. She felt kind of short standing in front of him. He was at least four inches taller than she and she had too look up. She figured that he must at least be six feet tall. "You haven't changed much."
"But you have," he said plesently as he looked her over with a small friendly smile. "You have grown into quite the beautiful young woman. And I see that you still have a fondness for reading." Luna blushed lightly and smiled at him.
"Your are too kind professor," she said to him. "So what are you doing in Schubert Village, If I may ask."
"I just moved here. What about you?" he asked.
"I live in this village," she responded. He noded and looked genuinely interested. He than started with a flow of questions. Like how she was doing in school, was she sad that it was her last year, would she miss Hogwarts, things of that nature. Luna answered every question that he asked her with enthusiasm.
Luna had always liked Professor Lupin. She thought that he was the best thing to ever happen to Hogwarts and felt bad when he left the school. She loved the way that he taught the class and she always found him to be quite the nice teacher. She once heard Peeves call him Loony Lupin and she felt comferted that she wasn't the only one in Hogwarts with the nickname Loony. She always wanted him to give her a little more attention, but than again she felt as though even if she got his attention that it wouldn't matter. He would think of her as Loony like everyone else in the school. But by the end of the year she found that her feelings weren't neutral and found that she actually had a crush on the professor. When she found out that he would have to leave the school because he was a werewolf she was distraught. Although, she wasn't really shocked when she found out that he was a wolf. In fact, she half expected that he would be.
Luna was one of the best students in his class. She always paid very close attention to everything he did. When in his class her eyes would never leave him, not even for a second. She followed him around the room with her eyes, always wondering if he ever realized that she was around and that she was watching. It never felt like he did, but than there had been those couple of ocasions. For example, sometimes he would be sitting at his desk, in the front of the class, grading papers and she would be watching him. He would suddenly look up, for no apparent reason, and his eyes seemed to meet her eyes as if there was nothing else to look at. In those moments they would stare into each other's eyes deeply. He would than soon turn a pale shade of pink, smile warmly at her and than go back to work.
She often found herself wondering why he would do that. She wondered why he would blush if he had no reason to. She found it a strange thing for him to do, and yet she found it so very endearing. It sort of gave off the signal that he was not always his calm, indifferent, mild mannered self. It told her that he was not completely oblivious to things that went on around him and to feelings that he would like to hide. She liked that.
"Well Luna I think that perhaps I should be going. I don't want to waste your time," he suddnely said. She looked at him and noded.
"You are not wasting my time at all, but if you think that you must go than you should. I wouldn't want to keep you. It was very nice talking to you Professor," she said with a smile at him. He smiled back.
"It was nice talking to you as well," he said warmly. "I will see you around?" he said. She noded and he turned away. He walked out of the shop and made his way through the village. All the while he thought of the brown dough eyes of Luna Lovegood.
Ever since he met her, her eyes fascinated him. They seemed to sparckle and gleam brighter than the stars themselves. He always noticed how they only sparkled and gleamed like that whenever he was near her. Any other time they seemed clouded over. As if she was daydreaming and not on this earth at all. Like she was somplace else. He also loved that about her, such the daydreamer.
That was one of her many qualities that always had him watching her. She was a very eccentric child when she was a second year, but she was very intelligent and interesting. He found her love for books refreshing and he found that she was a sweet girl. He never much liked when she was teased and he felt that he should defend her in some way, but she never seemed to let those things get to her. That was another thing that he found remarkable about her. She was so strong. As if she didn't need anybody and she was her own person. Not ashamed in the least of who she was, very much unlike himself.
Luna had many things that he himself did not have. He found that fascinating, he found her fascinating. He always felt flattered that she had a crush on him when she was a second year. Especially since she seemed to show no interest in any other student or professor at Hogwarts. Of course he had never thought of her in that way before. She was after all a young girl and he simply didn't feel that way for her.
Of course now she was not quite the same little girl that he remembered. She had grown since he last saw her and she was now in the beutiful, curvy body of a woman. With all the right curves in all the right places. She was not a little girl, she was a woman. He had to try very hard to keep his eyes fro wandering down her new, well formed body and it took alot of his will power to keep his thoughts away from dark thoughts.
He found himself wondering wether she still had that crush on him or not. He also wondered if she was still the same old Luna that he last seen or if she had changed in the past couple of years. There was a question, that above all, was begging to be answered. He was wondering wether she had ever had a boyfriend before or if she had one at the moment. He felt that he wanted to get close to her and he hoped that he would be able to see her over the next couple of days.
A/N: This is the first Luna/Remus fic I have ever written. I've tried to write them before, but they never quite came out the way I wanted them to. Right now I'm feeling inspired to write and I wish to take a brake from my other two fics. So the story takes place in the easter holidays of Luna's seventh year.
Summary: Remus Lupin bumps into an old student of his. Old feelings are stirred up and once and for all acted on. This story will be thre chapters long.
THE SCHUBERT VILLAGE
"Luna Lovegood is that you?" Remus Lupin asked. Luna Lovegood was sitting on the floor with a book on her lap, reading. She was presently leaning on a tall boockase that was filled with books from side to side, top to bottom. Remus was about to walk out of the book shop, but as he passed by he spoted her on the floor. He thought that the girl seemed vaquely familiar. As he neared her he realized that he had been her teacher when she was only a second year.
Luna looked up and she smiled at the man before her. She had not seen her dear professor since her fourth year and even than she was in too much pain to realize that they where in the same room. Above all at the time he had been a little out of it since he was feeling raw about his best friends tragic end. As she looked up into the familiar amber eyes she realised that he had not changed much. He still had the charming smile, handsome face, brown hair with silver streaks and the same slim build.
"Hello Professor," she said standing up. She felt kind of short standing in front of him. He was at least four inches taller than she and she had too look up. She figured that he must at least be six feet tall. "You haven't changed much."
"But you have," he said plesently as he looked her over with a small friendly smile. "You have grown into quite the beautiful young woman. And I see that you still have a fondness for reading." Luna blushed lightly and smiled at him.
"Your are too kind professor," she said to him. "So what are you doing in Schubert Village, If I may ask."
"I just moved here. What about you?" he asked.
"I live in this village," she responded. He noded and looked genuinely interested. He than started with a flow of questions. Like how she was doing in school, was she sad that it was her last year, would she miss Hogwarts, things of that nature. Luna answered every question that he asked her with enthusiasm.
Luna had always liked Professor Lupin. She thought that he was the best thing to ever happen to Hogwarts and felt bad when he left the school. She loved the way that he taught the class and she always found him to be quite the nice teacher. She once heard Peeves call him Loony Lupin and she felt comferted that she wasn't the only one in Hogwarts with the nickname Loony. She always wanted him to give her a little more attention, but than again she felt as though even if she got his attention that it wouldn't matter. He would think of her as Loony like everyone else in the school. But by the end of the year she found that her feelings weren't neutral and found that she actually had a crush on the professor. When she found out that he would have to leave the school because he was a werewolf she was distraught. Although, she wasn't really shocked when she found out that he was a wolf. In fact, she half expected that he would be.
Luna was one of the best students in his class. She always paid very close attention to everything he did. When in his class her eyes would never leave him, not even for a second. She followed him around the room with her eyes, always wondering if he ever realized that she was around and that she was watching. It never felt like he did, but than there had been those couple of ocasions. For example, sometimes he would be sitting at his desk, in the front of the class, grading papers and she would be watching him. He would suddenly look up, for no apparent reason, and his eyes seemed to meet her eyes as if there was nothing else to look at. In those moments they would stare into each other's eyes deeply. He would than soon turn a pale shade of pink, smile warmly at her and than go back to work.
She often found herself wondering why he would do that. She wondered why he would blush if he had no reason to. She found it a strange thing for him to do, and yet she found it so very endearing. It sort of gave off the signal that he was not always his calm, indifferent, mild mannered self. It told her that he was not completely oblivious to things that went on around him and to feelings that he would like to hide. She liked that.
"Well Luna I think that perhaps I should be going. I don't want to waste your time," he suddnely said. She looked at him and noded.
"You are not wasting my time at all, but if you think that you must go than you should. I wouldn't want to keep you. It was very nice talking to you Professor," she said with a smile at him. He smiled back.
"It was nice talking to you as well," he said warmly. "I will see you around?" he said. She noded and he turned away. He walked out of the shop and made his way through the village. All the while he thought of the brown dough eyes of Luna Lovegood.
Ever since he met her, her eyes fascinated him. They seemed to sparckle and gleam brighter than the stars themselves. He always noticed how they only sparkled and gleamed like that whenever he was near her. Any other time they seemed clouded over. As if she was daydreaming and not on this earth at all. Like she was somplace else. He also loved that about her, such the daydreamer.
That was one of her many qualities that always had him watching her. She was a very eccentric child when she was a second year, but she was very intelligent and interesting. He found her love for books refreshing and he found that she was a sweet girl. He never much liked when she was teased and he felt that he should defend her in some way, but she never seemed to let those things get to her. That was another thing that he found remarkable about her. She was so strong. As if she didn't need anybody and she was her own person. Not ashamed in the least of who she was, very much unlike himself.
Luna had many things that he himself did not have. He found that fascinating, he found her fascinating. He always felt flattered that she had a crush on him when she was a second year. Especially since she seemed to show no interest in any other student or professor at Hogwarts. Of course he had never thought of her in that way before. She was after all a young girl and he simply didn't feel that way for her.
Of course now she was not quite the same little girl that he remembered. She had grown since he last saw her and she was now in the beutiful, curvy body of a woman. With all the right curves in all the right places. She was not a little girl, she was a woman. He had to try very hard to keep his eyes fro wandering down her new, well formed body and it took alot of his will power to keep his thoughts away from dark thoughts.
He found himself wondering wether she still had that crush on him or not. He also wondered if she was still the same old Luna that he last seen or if she had changed in the past couple of years. There was a question, that above all, was begging to be answered. He was wondering wether she had ever had a boyfriend before or if she had one at the moment. He felt that he wanted to get close to her and he hoped that he would be able to see her over the next couple of days.