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A Wolf's Soul	By : sinfulsanctuary Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 2410 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two – Halloween Commotions

The two first months of my seventh year was busy, very busy. It was N.E.W.Ts the upcoming spring and we were already starting to prepare for them. There was some revision, but also lots of new material to learn and master.

Defence Against the Dark Arts turned out to be more than I hoped for. Professor Lupin was an excellent teacher, and word around the school said that everyone else enjoyed his classes. Except for the Slytherins of course. I was feeling very confident about my N.E.W.T in this subject.

But I was feeling good about my other subjects too. I had always been a reasonably good student, and had prepared myself mentally for this final year. What I wasn't prepared for was the way I was starting to feel about my Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

It was about halfway through October and in the middle of a Defence class, when I realised it. My attention in class was unusually rapt. I longed for these classes, believing it was because I was desperate to learn from a competent professor. But there was a small smile on my face, I could feel it. According to Tia I had one in every one of his classes. I followed his every move around the classroom, reminding myself of someone obsessed. I froze in shock when I understood what it really meant.

How could this have happened? He was my professor! Teachers and students weren't supposed to have feelings like that for each other.

"Miss Farraday?" A voice reached me through my stupor. "Did you understand my question?"

Shaking my head to snap out of it, I looked up and saw that Professor Lupin was looking strangely at me, and I felt more than saw that the entire class' attention was on me.

"Sorry, Professor. I didn't hear you." I felt a blush creep up my neck.

He looked at me for a couple more seconds. "Are you feeling alright, Miss Farraday?"

"Yes. I just lost my focus for a moment. Can you repeat the question, Professor?"

"How far is the average surface area of the Spiritus Residence Spell?"

"114 yards, 342 feet or 104 metres. But it really depends on the skill of the caster," I answered quickly, knowing the answer very well.

"That's correct, Miss Farraday, though one of the units would have been enough. 10 points to Gryffindor for that." Professor Lupin smiled. It was a smile that made my heartbeat accelerate considerably. I did my best to smile casually back, before he continued asking other students about the Spiritus Residence Spell, a very strong warding spell. Before I knew it I had spaced out again, trying to make sense of what I realised I felt.

After that day I did my best to impress him in class, just to maybe get that smile directed at me again. I had my hand up at every question, and every time he took me up on it I answered as extensively as I could, without reciting too much from the text book of course. I was sure that half of the points rewarded to Gryffindor were because of me.

But I did get that smile, every time I answered. Each one warmed my heart, because it was such a beautiful smile. His eyes lit up and sparkled, he glowed, and his face looked years younger. They were most likely just regular old smiles, but my view of him was very coloured.

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Halloween came, which meant a day in Hogsmeade, followed by a feast in the Great Hall with entertainment from the ghosts. The feast was brilliant, as usual. Full and sleepy everyone was eventually sent back to their houses for the night. When Tia and I reached the hall with the entrance to Gryffindor Tower, there was a commotion. No one could come in because the Fat Lady, the portrait guarding the entrance, was gone from her frame and the canvas had been destroyed.

A few of the teachers came and found The Fat Lady quickly. She claimed that Sirius Black, the Azkaban escapee, had attacked her. Headmaster Dumbledore ordered everyone to sleep in the Great Hall that night, while the castle was searched.

Professor Lupin was the one given the task to organize the sleeping arrangements. We were sorted by house, year, and then gender, just like in our dormitories, and given sleeping bags that were charmed to be extra soft and warm on the cold stone floor. When he had placed me, Tia and the three other Gryffindor girls in our year, I wanted desperately to keep him from going away.

"Professor?" I asked to get his attention. "Are you sure we are safe here in the Great Hall? I mean, if Sirius Black comes in here he can attack us all at once. If he could kill all those Muggles in one try, I'm sure he'd take out 300 sleeping people easily. If we were spread around, some of us might have the chance to help if he attacked anyone."

"I am absolutely sure you are safe here, Miss Farraday." He gave me one of those wonderful smiles, to reassure me. "There will be a guard at every entrance to the Great Hall, every entrance to the school is being secured as we speak, and the rest of the staff will search every nook and cranny of the castle. I will be one of the guards in here, standing right there." He pointed to the door to the Entrance Hall, just a few feet away from where our sleeping bags were.

I nodded, that would be nice.

"But I am sure you would be able to defend yourselves very well if something were to happen. I think you realise that all the seventh years are placed closest to the door because you are more adept to help in a crisis."

"Of course, Professor," Tia said. "We will help in every way we can."

"Isn't there something we can do now?" I asked.

"We have it all under control. But thank you for the offer. Now, try to get to sleep." He smiled again, before continuing on his way to get the rest of the students to the places they were supposed to be.

I crawled into my sleeping bag, right next to Tia. We chatted for a few minutes to try to calm ourselves. Soon the chatter in the Great Hall died down and Professor Lupin came back to stand by his place at the door, along with Professor Sinistra and Professor Hagrid. Professor Sinistra waved her wand and the lights went out, but the moon shone brightly through the windows and the enchanted ceiling. I settled in my temporary bed and turned to my side, so I was facing Professor Lupin.

The moonlight shone on his scarred face as he looked out over the students trying to sleep. I smiled to myself as I studied him. My feelings for him had grown quickly since I realised I had them. What had first started as a simple crush had become... Well, I wouldn't call it love, but it was definitely more than a crush. I thought about him all the time, my stomach swooped every time I saw him, the smallest smile from him would stupefy my brain, his hoarse voice would send shivers down my spine, even when he recited boring lectures.

He must have noticed that I was watching, because suddenly his eyes met mine. A thrill went through me. I didn't look away. There in the semi darkness, with the threat of mass murderer Sirius Black hanging over us, I felt the bravery Gryffindor was known for.

I smiled. He smiled back.

Thinking he probably only smiled to be nice, I lost my cheer and bravery. I must have looked terribly sad, or even scared, because he frowned and gripped his wand tighter. So I shook my head slightly, to tell him everything was fine. I kept my gaze, now feeling very content, and happy that he had been so ready to help me. I imagined that he would only do so for me, and not the rest of the student body. But I knew he would help them all in a heartbeat, and that just made me like him more.

He held my gaze for a long time, probably wondering why I kept staring. Eventually he looked away, thoughtful. But I never wavered. Eventually my eyes fell shut, Professor Lupin being the last thing I saw before I entered dreamland.
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