(A/N): Hey Guys! So, fourth chapter, woo! Third one tonight baby!
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Leo
As a rule, I spent most of my time in the Library.
That's how I met Remus Lupin for the first time.
I didn't pay particular attention as he entered the library, but when he slid into the chair across from me, even though there were numerous other chairs at other tables, I couldn't help but glance up at him.
"What are you doing?" I asked quietly, composed like always, and he arched an eyebrow at me.
"Reading." He said, waving the book he held in my face before returning his eyes to it.
After a minute of me staring at him, he met my eyes again.
"Is something wrong?" I hesitated for a second before shaking my head, leaning back as I buried my head in the book I had picked up. "You know, you're not as tough as you look." I narrowed my eyes at him over the book, and he shrugged.
"I've got a few things up my sleeve Remus, don't you worry." His expression sobered, and he shook his head.
"That's not what I meant. This past week, you've had the whole school too scared to even talk to you, but I know the real you." I cocked an eyebrow at him.
"You think you know the real me." He rolled his eyes.
"Has it occurred to you Leo, that maybe you shouldn't ride on the coat tails of your family forever?" I froze for a second before fixing him with a stern look.
"I would give anything to have people forget about what my parents have done, Remus. Never think otherwise." I snapped my book shut, and, upon pulling my bag onto my shoulder, left the Library, bumping into Sirius Black on the way out.
"Sorry-" His eyes found my face, and, to my surprise, grinned. "Leo." I frowned at the nickname.
"Don't call me that, I hate that." He cocked an eyebrow, but didn't say anything further on the subject.
"How are ya liking Hogwarts so far?" he asked, leaning against one of the block doorframes outside the library, and I forced myself to shrug, the nonchalant movement feeling strange.
"It's-" I cut myself off, flushing slightly.
"What?" he inquired, and I shook my head. "What?" I pursed my lips.
"It's splendid." I whispered, and, to my everlasting surprise, he didn't laugh.
"That's a good word for it." I shrugged again, this time in an attempt to get the attention off me.
"What about you?" He looked confused. "How's life as a Gryffindor suiting you?" He flashed me a grin, standing upright again as he curled his arms around his midsection.
"Oh, it's great. James is great, you just need-" I waved him off.
"Honestly Sirius, I don't have a problem with Potter." He frowned, quirking an eyebrow.
"Then why are you calling him by his last name?" I shrugged, rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly.
"It feels awkward to call someone by their first name when I barely know them." He clapped me on the shoulder, beaming from ear to ear.
"And yet..." He said, and I furrowed my eyebrows, confused.
"What?" He shrugged, smiling a little smugly.
"You call me Sirius."
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