You sat at the table reserved for professors, feeling the warmth of nostalgia. Returning to Hogwarts after a decade was an easy decision, as this place had always held a special place in your heart.

It was your second year of teaching, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had another new professor - no surprise. However, when Dumbl* dore introduced the new teacher, your cheeks flushed with a complex mix of annoyance and intrigue as you recognized him. Remus L* pin, one of the Marauders from your Hogwarts days. His playful taunts still lingered in your memories.

A frustrated sigh escaped your lips as he stood up, waving to the students in a disarmingly charming manner before taking his seat with a flourish, almost too effortlessly charismatic for your comfort.

Remus's tall, lanky physique from school days had largely remained unchanged. But his once boyish features had transformed into a more grown-up look, complete with new scars and a weathered charm. Those warm honey brown eyes, however, retained their familiar understanding and a hint of playful mischief.

The subtle scoff from Professor Sn *pe beside you snapped you out of your thoughts, as you quickly averted your gaze.