I feel like sharing my very first Head Cannon with people! Now, it has been YEARS since I last read the series so keep in mind some details might be off. Enjoy!
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It was impossible to ignore her existence like Lupin did the rest of the world. Everyone who was not part of his merry band of troublemakers were non-existent unless they were a professor or a headmaster. He reserved most of his attention to school when he was not out at night hiding at the shrieking shack. When it was not school work he was often found, as James would say, wallowing in self-pity and misery, and should be outside turning Slytherins upside down for fun. Not that he really enjoyed that sort of thing, so usually he tried to reserve his time for schoolwork. For his 6th year of Hogwarts he had to make sure his grades were excellent and his attention not distracted by the many swooning girls that wanted to snog someone or another due to raging hormones. No, today he just wanted to finish his Charms essay and finish up on some reading, but a particular student that was in the common room kept his distracted.
The only girl he ever seemed to notice outside of the walls he built around himself, Gaia Berriwine, was a 6th year student as well. Unlike most of her other fellow students, she kept herself in books, sitting amongst the trees or anywhere most people were not. There had even been a time he swore she was sitting in the snow reading, letting the snow pile up on her robes as she devoured her muggle novel.
It seemed as though this time was not as different, the eyes darting across pages, unknowing to the pair of eyes that watched her discretely in his homework. Feather light curls winding down over her shoulders and tracing the surface of the pages of the book she was reading right then, the color looking a touch golden as the tendrils caught the falling golden rays of the sunset, although normally they were an ashen blonde color with little green beads decorating the one side. It was as though she were a ghost, being silent and unbothersome with a complexion that challenged the moon for its glow and pale grey orbs that reminded him of rain-clouds.
As he turned back to his school work he decided that if he stared much longer, she would notice. It was of course, to his surprise, when he finally took one last look and he found the girl standing next to his study chair with a warm and welcoming smile, the novel extended out towards him in an invitation to accept, “This is the book called Frankenstein. A muggle woman wrote it. You kept looking over while I was reading it and I figured that maybe you were interested.” The smile continued in pure innocence, “I’ve already read it about five times now.” This statement was true, as the cover could be seen to be very worn and some pages started to yellow.
Voice caught at Lupin’s throat and he peered at her with a dumbstruck stare before slowly extending his hand out towards the book, afraid that somehow he was going to turn wolf if he stared in that beautiful moon-pale face any longer, and gently took the book into his hands, “T-Thank you.”
“You are welcome!” Eyes fitted over to the scroll, “Is that the assignment due next week?” A nod in response as she smiled and took the chair next to his, “Good, would you, um… mind helping me? I actually haven’t started mine yet. Everyone makes it so easy, but I am terrible at them. I am much better with Transfiguration, go figure right?”
After a second he was still holding the book in the air, trying to make sense of things before nodding numbly. It was then he jumped a bit as she sprung out of the chair and started for the steps.
“Great! I will get my scrolls! I will be right back!” A freeze in her trajectory as she wheeled around and stepped back to him and placed a quick kiss on his cheek,
“Thank you, Lupin!” The girl spun back around and bounded up the stairs. It appeared, that school work, was in fact, good for something after all.
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