Beauty and the Beast
A Remus/Ginny Cookie


Author: *singing mrs. pott's song* Tale as old as ti-
Reader: GET ON WITH IT!

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Remus Lupin was glad to be back at Hogwarts. Harry had just graduated, was off to Auror training with his friends. But still he had things to worry about in this school, not even that he was a werewolf. After that rumor had gotten out and was explained, every student had just accepted it, moved on. and it was one student in particular that had him worried. Just seeing her sitting in his classroom was making it difficult to breathe.

Ginny Weasley was seventeen, smart, and beautiful. And for some reason, each detail about her made any rational thought just... fly out of Lupin's brain. In fact, it was really quite annoying at times like these, when he was in the middle of a lesson and just kind of trailed off and left the students worrying about his sanity. For which they actually did, what with them saying his name and snapping their fingers in his face.

Obsession made it hard for him to think, but not thinking of it was worse. Then, he was left with the knowledge that he was just a mere werewolf, could be controlled by any Dark wizard strong enough, and became a wild animal on every moon. He was a beast, and he was in love with a beauty. And how could anything so wonderful ever love something so hideous as the true Lupin?

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Beauty is only in the eye of the beholder, Ginny thought. She was plain, and pale. Freckled, even. And she was infatuated with a man nearly twenty-three years her senior... how crazy could one seven-year get? At first she had been able to put off the feelings of attraction towards him as the animal magnitude thing. As in, literal animal magnitude, what with him being a werewolf. But Lupin was more than that, and she knew it.

He was kind, he was caring, and when he wasn't in werewolf form, he was really gentle, mellow, laid-back. Ginny had noted that in class he had been starting to get a bit strange... not finishing his sentences, losing his train of thought in the middle of lessons... and although she could feel those gray eyes upon her, heating her up like no man's tomorrow, she was positive that it wasn't his intent.

For although he was a Beast, she was no Beauty.