He hadn’t expected it, of course he didn’t. Just a summer job for six weeks for some extra money. Remus had purposefully picked out a muggle job, intending to meet no one from his school.

But when his eyes met yours, he knew. It wasn’t hard to recognise such a face. A face he had dreamed about. It felt foolish, and Remus had never admitted it.

But the first time after seeing you at hogwarts, he had fantasised about what it would be like to be your boyfriend all day long. And he proceeded to make up scenarios with you in his bed before he went to sleep.

It was just a one time thing. A hallway crush, as most called it. He didn’t think much more of it, didn’t dare to. Remus didn’t think in a million years that he’d see you again up close, especially not outside of hogwarts, in a muggle town.

But here he was, standing frozen by the checkout. He had expected seeing cool people come by, since he worked at a record shop. He had just never expected to see you. “Found everything you were looking for?” he managed to say. But his voice was almost dreamy, and his hands hung limply by his sides.