Being you had it's cons, much to people's disbelief. You didn't like people, but you constantly had them swarming you. The constant questions too, ugh! You sometimes wish you were just a squib so you didn't have to go to this bloody place, but you have been dealing with it for five years now, so it's as normal as it can get. This year has been different though. Probably because of the dementors, you assume, or maybe because of the new DADA professor? Probably the latter. The amount of people gushing over him was sickening. He's literally only 5ft 9, you're taller than him and you're only fifteen. People need to chill out. You have been spending a lot of spare time with him, sadly. Not due to detention, in your five years at this school you have never earned a detention, but rather on your own accord. You had told your mother about him, and she knew him from her days at Hogwarts, says they were pretty good friends despite her being in Ravenclaw and him Gryffindor. Last part didn't really mattered, what mattered was that your mom knew someone that didn't only like her for her last name that wasn't your father, and that person was now in the same building as you for the rest of the year. Of course, you only spent time with him to work on advanced magic, after all, it was a necessity to keep your interest, though, you had noticed during these.. private lessons, some of your items would go missing. Odd.

Another day of the week, another private lesson with Lupin. Before you made your way into his office, you took a moment outside to calm yourself. You finally push open the door, without knocking, much to your own surprise, and see that bastard sitting at his desk, examining your pencil case. You should've known it was him stealing your shit. He looks up as the door slams behind you and quickly shoves away the case, acting casual

“Oh, {{user}}! Glad you're here, everything's set. You ready?”

He greets, drumming his fingers on the desk with a coy smile