Hate Will Prevail

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Remus Lupin x Female Reader 18+

Author's Note: Sooooooooo. I don’t know if Tumblr is dead or not! But! I wrote a little something to contribute to the Harry Potter Fandom because I remember. When I was younger. I would stay up late reading Remus fanfics and I’ve always wanted to write my own and post it on here for fun. So. Here it is! Whether or not it’s good is something else but I was glad to fulfill a dream of mine. To write for this man. Thank you.

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Professor Remus Lupin was not like the other professors I had this year. His lectures were interactive and informative in the most interesting way possible. He was kind, easy to talk to, and when he smiled it was often contagious. He was warmth, simple, but genuine and everyone loved him for it. 

“Good morning everyone. Today is strictly lecture.”

He said, welcoming his students with a soft smile as they all walked in, taking their seats at an empty desk.

“No need for your wands. Just a notebook and a quill to write with will do. Now, if you would please open your text books to page 287, we will be beginning shortly.”

Strangely enough, today was different. Behind his podium, front and center of his class, he watched as his students looked among themselves as if he had said something so outlandish before rustling around in their bags for the materials needed. Already, the tryhard students were writing down the professor's words verbatim once lecture began while others only wrote down what was most important and possibly an answer to a question on the next exam. I did neither. I only watched the man pace across the same spot, pointing to the chalkboard behind him, and listened to the sound of his voice without paying much attention to what it was he was saying. From where I sat, on the third row to the back, right of the window, I could see how tired he was. The bags underneath his maple colored eyes looked heavier than yesterday and they lacked that shine they always had when Professor Lupin was teaching. That rumor about him being an animagus seemed plausible, but no one was willing to speak too much about it if it meant losing their favorite Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. 

“Miss L/N.”

His hair looked slightly disheveled and that mark across the side of his cheek was not there before. It was only noticeable when he turned his head slightly to the left, but it seemed to be healing as it should. 

“Miss L/N.” 

The sound of my name across his lips was more than melodious, but I knew better than to believe he wanted more than my momentary attention. So much more would have happened in my daydreams. I sat up a little straighter and placed my quill back into the small glass jar of black ink. 

“Yes, professor?”

”The answer to number twelve in your textbook, please.”

I nodded and lowered my gaze to the question before reading and skimming through the passages to find the answer. 

“Expecto Patronum, the Patronus Charm. It conjures a guardian that drives away Dementors, feeding on a happy memory to create a shield of positive energy. It was mentioned before in the previous class, however, we will be going further into detail as well as practicing the spell the next time we meet.”

I lifted my head, seeing his gaze soften with approval as if he expected nothing less from me.

”Unless instructed otherwise.”

I corrected, which in return made Professor Lupin chuckle softly and smile a little brighter today.

”That is correct. Unless instructed otherwise.”

With a small sigh of satisfaction, Professor Lupin turned his back to the class again and muttered softly to himself the rest of the praise he would never dare say out loud. 

“My smart..precious girl..”

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I didn't understand why, but the day felt much longer than usual. I attended all of my classes, finished my assignments and read an extra chapter within my DADA textbook. Perhaps it was the weighted feeling that lingered within my heart. It has been with me throughout the day the moment I left Professor Remus' classroom. Why do I do this to myself? Why do I worry for a man who was beyond off limits? With a tiresome sigh, I closed and packed away my textbooks back into my bag before quietly leaving the library. Through long hallways and enchanted staircases, I paid a quick visit to my dormitory and tossed my book bag across my bed. With a clean towel and a fresh change of clothes in hand, I made my way towards the washroom for a relaxing bath. Inside, it was dark with the intimate glow of the moonlight shining and overseeing the bath through stained glass windows. Alone, I found myself surrounded by the silence of stone walls and with nothing more than just the thoughts inside of my pretty little head. My source of comfort tonight was the sound of rushing waters filling up the stone bath, its steaming humidity, and the calming scent of lavender suds and bubbles. After the tub was filled, I unbuttoned and pealed away my uniform from my body. Soft fabrics of my house colors pooled around stone floors and with careful steps, I submerged myself within warm waters. I moaned softly, washing and gently rubbing the dirt and worries from the softness of my skin.

"Remus.."

And yet, it was the same man I knew I couldn't have, the same man that made my heart grow so heavy, that filled every one of my thoughts and haunted my dreams. Slowly, I closed my eyes and leaned back while softly caressing the side of my neck. I thought about him, how his hands would feel instead of mine and the taste of his lips. I knew I would have been addicted to his kisses and with the way he would say my name in pleasure. I moved my hand lower, gently biting down my lower lip to hold back a moan as I cupped and squeezed my breast. I could feel my heart already racing out of my chest and the hardening of my nipple. I used my fingertips to tease, circling around and across my nipple before pinching and pulling on it gently.

"Remus.."

I gasped and gave my other breast the same treatment. I then moved my hand lower, gently rubbing my sides and my stomach along the way before stopping right on my pelvis. I hesitated and for that moment I thought about what I was doing. The reality of it all was that I was touching myself in the washroom of Hogwarts. There was no Remus here with me. I should have at least waited until I got back to my room, but if I were in a relationship with him, there wouldn't be any waiting. In the midst of our love and privacy, I was certain Remus would have made love to me anywhere. It was exciting. The thought alone encouraged me to keep going, to touch and rub easy circles against my clit.

"Oh, fuck yes Remus.."

I thought about his hand again, the feeling of his body pressed up against mine, and the things I would have done to make him feel just as good. I wanted to love him, to show him how much I needed him. I moaned again, this time allowing my voice to fill and echo across the washroom in pleasure beautifully as I rubbed my clit a little faster. I then panted softly, the warmth and humidity adding to the dizziness of my approaching orgasm and out of desperation, I allowed myself to cum with Remus' name on my lips. Despite my sensitivity, I rode out my orgasm as much as I could, chanting his name in pure bliss before it all became to much to handle and I finally removed my hand from my pussy. Shame and embarrassment began to settle in after chasing the feeling of my afterglow. I quickly finished bathing and drained the water away before stepping out and drying off. In a haste, I dressed into my pajamas and picked up my uniform from the floor before rushing out of the washroom. The last thing I needed was to be caught up in the middle of false accusations.

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Days have passed and the seasons have changed. Before I knew it, I was a year older and the Yule Ball was just around the corner. While most were still trying to ask out their dates or already planned to go with their significant other, I decided to go to the ball with a group of my closest friends. It wasn't like I didn't have anyone who tried to ask me to go with them. A few guys have gathered the courage to speak to me in private, some even went as far as to buying me chocolates or a bouquet of flowers, and although they were sweet, I rejected them. This was supposed to be my chance to forget about him. To move on and to find someone my age who actually had an interest in me too. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to leave Remus, not when my heart and my whole being was already dedicated to him. Even if I couldn't go to the ball with him, it still didn't feel right to go with anyone else. The special night was approaching quickly. Students were bustling with excitement and tempers were running thinner than normal for the professors the day of. Except for Professor Lupin. By nightfall, the halls were nearly empty with the occasional male voice speaking with one another. I was in my dormitory too like the rest of the young ladies, sitting across my vanity and fixing my hair. Across my bed, laid the dress I was wearing tonight. An off the shoulder long sleeved ballgown with a fitted bodice that hugged and carefully shaped my breasts and my waist. It was a soft shade of lavender with silver embroidery, branching throughout the flowing material that created an elegant and celestial design. Very much like the stars shining across the night sky. After slipping on a pair of matching high heels and accompanying the dress with a diamond choker, I made my way downstairs where my friends were waiting for me.

Together, we enveloped ourselves in tonight's winter theme. The Great Hall was beautifully decorated with frost, fairy lights, garland, and lanterns. The refreshing scent of pine lingered across the room and as the enchanted snow fell endlessly, it coated and covered its branches. It truly was magical. At an empty round table, my friends and I chatted amongst ourselves excitedly. We shared laughs, caught up on gossip, and criticized other girls dresses. Across the room, right where the first pine tree was located on the left, I could see Professor Lupin. He was speaking with one of his colleagues with a silver goblet in his hand. And he was smiling. He looked warm and casual, but no less handsome than any other time I've seen him. He wore a dark gray knitted sweater with the white collar of his undershirt peeking out of the sweaters neckline. A dark brown blazer with beige pants and brown leather dress shoes. A sophisticated look for a sophisticated man like him.

"Incredible.."

I said softly to myself, underneath my breath. However, Mel was the only one of my friends that heard me and giggled softly.

"No kidding. If you keep staring, your food will get cold. Or worse, it'll disappear."

Looking back at her, I giggled softly too as she picked one of my steamed vegetables off of my plate and ate it. During the time I was staring at our professor, tonight's special dinner had already manifested and as I glanced back at him again, I saw he was already staring at me too. Professor Lupin smiled and he lifted his goblet towards me, a toast, before bringing it closer and pressing his lips against its rim. I could feel my mouth suddenly going dry, the rush of heat spreading across my cheeks and the skipping beat of my heart. My response was a singular nod to my head. It was the only gesture I could think of as a way of acknowledging him before looking away and avoiding everything else in his direction. The food was delicious. Not to mention the dessert they served afterwards. There were options for those who weren't too keen on peppermint, but after letting the food settle into our stomachs the first song of the night began to play. It was time to dance. While many, including my friends, got up and made their way towards the dance floor I stayed behind. Song after song maintained the momentum until the last one played. It was slower, meant for those who wanted a slow dance with their significant other. There was a sudden tug at my heart strings as I watched the remaining couples have their moment. Everyone looked like they had a good time and memories were being made. Memories I could have had too if I wasn't so obsessed and preoccupied by a man I couldn't have anyway. I needed a moment, a breath of fresh air. After standing up abruptly I left the Great Hall and walked outside to the courtyard. Silence, with only the faint sound of the slow song playing at a distance, and the shining crescent moon over my head.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

A soft, male voice was coming from behind. I could have recognized him anywhere. Turning around to meet the man walking towards me, I instantly felt my heart grow a little heavier.

"Professor Lupin. Yes, the moon is beautiful tonight."

He stopped and stood before me. His gaze softened with genuine concern before carefully reaching out and moving a strand of my hair away from my face.

"You suddenly left the hall. Did something happen? What troubles you?"

I shook my head. If I hadn't been feeling the way I did, I wouldn't have dismissed Remus touching me so easily.

"Thank you for the concern Professor, but it's nothing. I promise."

He didn't believe me, I knew he didn't. Professor Lupin chuckled and his gaze softened.

"You are rather easy to read, Miss L/N. You do not have to hide from me."

He took my hand into his and interlocked our fingers together. Then, he gently pulled me closer. A singular step was all it took to close the remaining distance between us and to feel his chest against mine.

"Would you allow me this final dance? I can guarantee, it would make you feel better."

I simply nodded and held Remus' hand a little tighter. Together, he and I swayed, dancing to the last slow song of the night. Amongst our privacy, with the moon as our only witness, Remus held and kept me close with his other hand on my lower back. In return, my hand was on his shoulder. He was right. This was the moment I needed. A magical moment of my own, to feel what the other girls felt whilst being held in a gentle embrace. And although his motives and intentions were still unclear to me, I wasn't ready for this moment to end. With a small sigh of longing, I laid and nuzzled my face against the side of Remus' neck. His scent of rain, earth, and pine was intoxicating in the most pleasurable way possible. I didn't think I would have a chance like this, to be this close and to feel his pale skin against mine.

"Do you think I haven't noticed? The way you look at me with wonder and adoration?"

"I simply admire you and your passion for teaching, Professor. Nothing more."

Remus chuckled softly once more, his fingertips gently caressing and drawing idle patters across my lower back.

"Outside of my classroom, I am not your professor. Believe me when I said you do not have to hide from me."

"Professor-"

"No no. Stop right there. You will address me by my first name. Try again, love."

"Remus.."

"That's my smart girl."

He praised softly against my ear and squeezed me a little tighter.

"You look absolutely gorgeous tonight. I could barely take my eyes off of you."

My cheeks heated and redden in embarrassment. A part of me didn't think this was happening, but it was the gentle kiss on the side of my head that made me think otherwise. This was real and I couldn't pass up this opportunity. Not after how long I waited, yearning for this kind of attention from him.

"Thank you. I always thought you were handsome. Even when you came to class looking as tired as you have ever been."

We shared a small laugh but his lack of explanation made it more possible that this man really was an animagus. And yet, I didn't raise any more suspicion. It didn't matter to me whether or not he was one. What mattered was what was deep within his heart.

"What of your boyfriend? Shouldn't you be calling him handsome instead?"

I shook my head, speaking softly against his neck.

"I don't have a boyfriend..I have been waiting for you for what felt like the longest.."

Finally, a confession. One that made Remus shutter. Either from the excitement of a reciprocated love or simply it was the tickle of a beautiful girl breathing on the side of his neck.

"Sweet girl..you do not have to wait any longer.."

As the last song of the night came to an end, so did our dance. I pulled away, lifting my head up to look up at Remus and when I did, we found ourselves lost in each other's gaze.

"It would be an honor to kiss you. Only if that is something you are interested in as well."

His words were affectionate, soft whispers through the night's chilly breeze. Without giving it a second thought, I nodded and we closed our eyes. We then leaned in closer, closing the remaining distance between us until finally, I felt his lips against mine. They were warm, softer than I have ever imagined, and he tasted like spare mint. The kiss was slow at first, tasting, familiarizing ourselves with one another before Remus deepened it and kissed me hungrily. It was almost overwhelming how easy it was for him to make me feel so weak. I was practically melting up against him, I had no choice but to tighten and wrap my arms around his neck. Remus sustained me with his arms around my waist and I knew he would do it again in a heart beat. When life was either at its most difficult or at its most beautiful. His hand lowered, carefully placing and cupping my ass before gently nibbling on my lower lip. I moaned softly in response, slowly opening my mouth and letting our tongues meet. We stayed like this, our senses lost in our own little world, until we felt the first snowfall on the tip of our noses. The sensation was sudden, cold and contrasting enough to immediately have us pull away from our makeout. Remus and I opened our eyes and we gazed towards the snow, slowly falling from the night sky. This night couldn't have been any more perfect. I smiled softly to myself, captivated by both the snow and the joyous feeling within my heart. I didn't know when Remus turned to look at me instead. His smile was soft, genuine, and filled with the love he had buried deep within his heart. I was the only girl he's ever wanted and my happiness was his. The warmth of his lips against my cheek was enough to catch my attention again, only for my smile to brighten lovingly.

"Let's get you inside, yes? I wouldn't want my pretty girl to catch a cold."

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Remus led me into his chambers. A quiet spacious room, far from the Great Hall and away from wandering eyes. There were bookshelves, filled with different types of textbooks other than Defense Against the Dark Arts, aligning against his walls. The decor was simple, minimal to none, with only a mirror next to his wardrobe. And yet, it didn't make the room feel any less comfortable or cozy as it already was. Next to the fireplace was his desk, messy but organized in its own way, certainly, with opened books and stacks of papers that probably needed to be graded still. Across from the fireplace was his bed, neatly made and big enough for two.

"Excuse the mess. It isn't often I have visitors."

I giggled softly. Or rather, lack there of.

"It's perfect. I wouldn't have expected anything less from a beloved and hardworking professor."

Remus chuckled. He pulled me closer by my waist and pecked his lips against mine. So, this was where he got the scent of leather and old books from time to time. It was endearing, picturing him cooped up at his desk with a serious expression on his handsome face. I smiled at the thought and leaned in for another kiss. One that lasted a little longer than just a peck. There was no snow nor anyone to interrupt us in the midst of our growing love and passion for each other. It was at an instant that Remus and I picked up from where we left off, another heated makeout blossoming amongst the privacy and warmth of his chamber. Rather than the small of my back, Remus' hand lingered a little higher. I could feel his fingertips gently teasing and playing with the zipper of my ballgown, but he made no attempt to pull it down just yet. I never took Remus to be one of those men who took without asking. With the amount of patience he had, I wouldn't have been surprised nor opposed to him taking his sweet time.

"My love.."

He groaned against my lips before slowly pulling away. He savored the lingering taste of my mouth, breathing in, and easing his racing heart.

"Give me your word."

He stated, the tone of his voice as serious as he could possibly get. I was almost left frightened, my heart suddenly beating out of the sensations of my worries rather than my excitement.

"On what exactly?"

I asked and before Remus could answer, he laid the palm of his hand flat against my zipper.

"Stop me. If at any moment you are frightened or unsure of going further than exchanging these kisses, then I implore you to please stop me."

I was right about him. He never took more than what was being given. Both the love and respect I had for him multiplied by tenfold, and as I stared into his eyes, Remus was already stepping forward, guiding my steps backwards towards his bed.

"Say it.."

He was desperate, wanting my response before he could do more. Then I felt a slight resistance behind me. The edge of Remus' bed. I shook my head no. I couldn't promise him that I would want him to stop. Not when this was something we have always wanted from each other. I couldn't possibly ask him to hold back now.

"No..Sex is supposed to be a beautiful connection..I wouldn't want anything less with you."

Remus growled, not from anger or frustration but with desire and need. It was animalistic, hot as hell and I knew it was the werewolf inside of him that needed to fuck.

"The second time is. I cannot guarantee our first. That is why I am asking you to please..please stop me if it becomes too much for you."

When I refused to give the answer he wanted, he scoffed softly and shook his head.

"Very well."

In an easy motion, Remus turned me around and pulled down the zipper. After exposing my back and shoulders, I felt his lips across my skin. He groaned, his kisses hungrier than the last, before pressing and rubbing his growing erection against me. I moaned softly, leaning back and resting my head on his shoulder. Then, as I tilted my head to the side, I felt his lips move to the side of my neck, kissing and inhaling the scent of my perfume. His hands gently pushed away the sleeves and pulled down on the dress, exposing my chest and abdomen. With his fingertips, I shivered underneath his touch as he traced the curve of my breasts until he indulged himself and cupped them.

"Mmh..such a pretty girl."

He praised, whispering seductively into my ear and gave my breasts a squeeze. I gasped, another beautiful moan slipped through my lips as I pushed my ass further against the tent in his pants. From my breasts, down to my waist, Remus stopped and pushed me onto the bed. I yelped, falling onto the plush mattress, but before I could protest, he was already turning me over to lay on my back. He was quick. He removed the rest of the gown, tossing the elegant fabrics carelessly to the side and onto the bedroom floor, leaving me naked for his hungry gaze to enjoy. I could hear and feel my heart racing out of my chest. The rushing heat and blossoming blush across my cheeks. But I was grateful I wasn't the only one naked for too long. Remus removed his clothes too. He tossed his blazer, the knitted sweater, and after popping off the buttons on his white dress shirt, his clothes joined the gown on the floor. The scars that Remus had, it wasn't limited to his face. His pale skin was nearly covered with them, barely faded with how much time had already come to heal them. The way I was feelings suddenly didn't matter anymore as I reached out for him and caressed every scar I could touch, every contrasting muscle and curve of his masculinity.

"Even if these scars were darker, scarier, they wouldn't have changed the way I feel about you."

Remus smiled and caught my hand into his. He leaned forward slightly, kissed it, and placed my hand to rest on his abs. Remus continued to remove his clothes. His belt, then his pants and finally his boxers. After slowly removing my hand, I saw the length of his dick. His neatly groomed pubic hair, the veins on his shaft and the pearly bead of precum on the slit of his head. Distracted by his size, Remus hooked his fingers underneath my undergarments and pulled those off as well, carelessly tossing them to the side and spreading my legs open for him. His gaze darkened, his breathing heavy as he licked his lips at the sight of my wet pussy. Without a second thought, Remus positioned and buried himself between my legs.

"Remus!"

He inhaled my scent, his tongue laid flat against my slit before licking, swiping upwards slowly towards my clit. As he gathered my juices, he groaned and savored my taste. He then lapped up more of my arousal and eagerly began to eat me out. My hands reached out, grabbing fist fulls of his hair and I threw my head back in overwhelming pleasure. I closed my eyes and filled his bedroom with my voice. I gasped and I moaned. I said his name and I begged for him. Remus wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking on it harshly then used his tongue to flick the little bud. He sighed in delight and pressed a kiss against my clit before pulling back. I then whimpered and whined from the loss of contact. Remus' tongue. His mouth devouring my cunt. I wanted more. I needed more. I tried to pull him back, to bring my pussy closer to him, but he stopped me and did his best to sooth my aching need to cum.

"Shh. Show me you can be patient and I will give you more."

I shivered, his rough hand caressing my inner thigh lovingly. After forcing myself to settled down, easing my whimpers with slow, calming breaths, Remus smiled in approval and pushed a finger inside of me. I moaned for him again and once more after he inserted a second. His fingers moved inside of me, thrusting and curling around a special spot that made my back arch off of his bed beautifully.

"Mmm. Tight little thing, aren't you?"

After inserting a third and stretching me properly, Remus removed his fingers and brought them close to his lips. He licked them clean while keeping his lustful gaze on me. It was as if he just couldn't get enough of my sweet taste. Remus aligned himself, taking his shaft in hand and rubbing the tip of his head against my clit. He then pushed in, thrusting his hips and filling me up to the brim with his length. Together, we sighed and moaned in pleasure, but before I could accommodate and adjust to having him inside of me, he started moving. Hard. Fast. This wasn't the lovemaking nor the kind of sex I described before. There wasn't any deep, emotional connections being made. This was the hard fucking Remus needed. The kind of fucking I didn't know I wanted from a man who knew damn well what he was doing. Although merciless, Remus kept his eyes on me. He watched and engraved every moan, every one of my facial expression deep within his heart. At any moment, at any sign of discomfort, he promised himself he would stop even after his girl refused to give him her word earlier. The bed creaked slightly, his bedroom filled with my voice of overwhelming pleasure. The sound of skin hitting against skin and the lewd wetness coming from between my legs. Remus groaned, his chest heaving and from time to time, his maple eyes would leave my face momentarily to watch my breasts bounce with every one of his thrusts.

"I love you Y/N..I adore you.."

"Ooh! Fuck! Remus! I love you! I need you Remus!"

Faster, we chased after our orgasms. Remus made sure I fell into ecstasy first before spilling and filling me up with his cum. We basked in our afterglow, his hips slowing enough to overstimulate until he stopped and slowly pulled out.

"Do you truly mean it?"

He asked, sounding his most vulnerable. He leaned forward on top of me, placed his hand onto mine and as I panted, I reassured him.

"Every last word."

After giving his hand an affectionate squeeze, our fingers interlocked and we leaned in the rest of the way. Remus and I closed our eyes and we pressed our lips together, sharing a kiss filled with love and unspoken promises.

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I didn't need to wait for the second nor the third time to feel that emotional connection. I felt it by the first. The raw need, the way he looked at me as if I were his most valuable possession, and our declaration of love. That was all it took for us to understand that this was more than just a one night stand. Remus didn't seem to be the type to use a woman for temporary pleasures and toss her to the side afterwards anyway.

"You know what we are doing is wrong."

Stated Remus. He and I were underneath the warmth of his blanket, naked, and cuddling with each other. His arm was around me, caressing and drawing random patters across my skin with his fingertips. I was resting my head against his chest with my hand over his abs.

"I know. This certainly got complicated as quickly as we decided to first kiss each other."

Remus smiled and chuckled softly.

"I do not regret it. Every moment with you has been perfect."

I giggled softly, curling further against his masculine frame as he leaned down to kiss the top of my head.

"Neither do I."

"Seeing each other often will be a challenge."

"Not at all. Start giving me detention more often, Professor."

Remus and I shared a laugh but we both knew that wouldn't work. It was too obvious. Especially since I was one of his top students. To suddenly get called out and to be asked to stay behind? Quite the scandal that would have been in itself.

"Love will find a way."

"Until then, it would be our little secret."

As I looked up at him, Remus looked down at me. We shared a kiss, then another goodnight, and one more for fun because neither of us wanted to let go just yet. He and I slept comfortably in each others arms that night, until the next morning at the break of dawn. I don't think we'll ever be ready to let each other go so easily, but Remus was still my professor and I needed to get ready for my other classes. After exchanging good morning and goodbye kisses, I dressed into last nights attire and carefully opened his bedroom door. I then looked to my left and then to my right before stepping out of Remus' bedroom. I ran. As quickly and as quietly as I could down the hall towards my dorm. I couldn't help smiling, giggling happily to myself. This is what it felt like to be in love. I couldn't wait to see Remus again. Wherever that may be. I wanted to create fond memories with him and build a future with him in it. I was happy.