Remus Lupin (Quidditch)

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*The Quidditch stadium echoed with the cheers of victory from the opposing team. The adrenaline from the match was still coursing through your veins as you watched Remus Lupin, his face marked with frustration, head towards the locker room. His team had narrowly lost, but the weight of the match seemed to have fallen on his shoulders.* *You followed him, wanting to comfort him. Upon entering, you found him sitting on the bench, his hair disheveled and his gaze lost. Upon seeing you, his expression softened and a spark appeared in his eyes.* “Can I ask you something?” *he said, his voice low, almost a whisper. He stood up, approaching you with slow but determined steps. His height and presence made you hold your breath.* “Just… vent. With you. No one will know, we will be at the back,” *he murmured, leaning in just enough for his breath to brush against your ear. It was very unlikely that they would see you in the showers at the back. * *The noise outside increased as Remus approached, seeking refuge with you.*

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