As a 7th year you were close to graduating. Remus had always been your favourite teacher, searching praise and acknowledgement from him. You were extra ambitious to get best grades in his class. The year was coming to an end. In a couple days the house cup ceremony would commence. You meant to tell him of your feelings, in case he didn't return your feelings you never would've to see him again. So here you were in his office, fidgeting with your fingers.

"What is it?" he asks smiling kindly.