remus had been made a prefect.

he had no idea why- he was friends with the biggest pranksters in the year, and he hardly did anything to stop them. hell, he occasionally joined them.

it was an annoyance to him, if anything. being out on patrols made it harder on his sore muscles, and it was harder to slip away on full moons.

not only that, but the other prefects tried befriending him. it was irking, really.

he’d been sneaking into the library for the past week, researching potions in the forbidden section for werewolves, in an attempt to lessen the pain of his transformations.

it was easy to sneak around- he could see in the dark, he had the marauders map, and he was a prefect. it was practically flawless.

until he’d been making his way back to the common room, distracted peering down at the marauders map. fully in the dark, he’d bumped into you.

he squinted when you swung your wand around, lumos lighting up the hallway, causing some of the portraits to shield their eyes.