Professor Lupin x Reader: Welcome Feast [Smut]
Synopsis: You and Remus, who have been a couple since attending Hogwarts together, return to teach, Remus teaching DADA and you taking over Charms while Flitwick is absent. During Dumbledore’s droning welcome speech, Remus gets a little handsy under the table, which leads to things professors really shouldn’t be doing at school.
The candles floats above the great hall the same as they always had, as students file in and sit at their house tables. Memories fill you with pleasant nostalgia of your own days here at school.
Dumbledore stands at the front, opened with the beginning of his speech, then the chatter finally began to die down.
“Welcome... to another year at Hogwarts!” he smiles, and another murmur ran through the crowd. Your husband leans in to your ear.
“Here we go.”
You grin. “Mm, I thought we’d escaped these frightfully dull speeches.”
"He's gotten better, he's more enthusiastic now."
Dumbledore extends his arms. “First, allow me to introduce some new members of the teaching staff. It is my pleasure to welcome back one of Hogwarts' own alumni, Professor Lupin, as your Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher from last year." Everyone cheers, and you look at Remus in surprise.
"You never let on they liked you that much."
Remus blushes. Your husband is a humble man.
Dumbledore goes on. "--And with him this year comes the lovely Mrs. Lupin, also an alumni of this school, who will go by her maiden name to avoid confusion. I give you Mrs. (y/l/n), your temporary Charms professor while Professor Flitwick takes a much needed holiday."
At their table, Ron turns to Harry. "Professor Lupin's married?!" he whispers.
"Apparently," Harry replies, equally as surprised, and Hermione shushes them.
"I think they make a smart looking couple."
"You're such a sap," Ron mutters, and Hermione huffs at him as you and Remus share a kiss at the table, waving to everyone as Dumbledore gives an approving smile and nod.
"Yuck," Harry and Ron grumble, and Hermione rolls her eyes. Up at the table as everyone claps, Remus leans into your ear again.
“I told you they would love you."
"They're obligated to clap," you smile, "They'll be reprimanded if they don't."
"Ah, but who couldn't love you? Just from the sight of your brilliant smile," Remus presses a kiss to your cheek. "I remember when I first saw you. First year, across the classroom. You were a popular (y/house)... I, at the time, was quite a shy little Gryffindor if you remember, unlike my boisterous friends.”
“How could I forget?” you smile.
“For the longest time, I always believed you agreed to go on that date with me simply out of sympathy."
You blush, smirking. "Perhaps I did. But you were a handsome boy, and you offered me chocolate. A girl doesn’t simply turn down chocolate."
"No? Not even for Lockhart, constantly vying for your affection?"
You both turn to see the pompous Ravenclaw. He had been newly assigned to the position of Ancient Runes professor this year after regaining his memories over the holidays. He is currently blowing kisses your way, only to get distracted by his own reflection in his spoon. You and Remus look at one another, and shudder.
"Now, if it was your friend Sirius asking, darling..." you go on, and you both laugh.
"Oh Sirius, yes," Remus chuckles, "You'd have to be mad to turn him down for me." You place your hand over his under the table. "Are you glad, then, that you agreed to see me?" Remus continues, bringing your hand up to kiss your knuckles.
"I haven't regretted it once since our wedding day," you smile earnestly.
“Or night," he grins that rare boyish smile you love to see peek through his gentlemanly demeanor, "As I recall, you were moaning more than I do after a full moon." He leans down from your ear to press a kiss to your earlobe.
"You're awfully handsy tonight," you comment. He responds by nibbling your lobe. "Oh, do stop it, love... we'll have plenty of time later for all that."
"Problem is," Remus sighs, leaning back and taking a sip of his drink, "Later is a little too far away for my taste."