𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 [𝐑. 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧]

𝐒𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐄?!

The door burst open so suddenly, Remus almost ended up throwing Callisto off the bed. He awoke with a sharp jolt, snapping Callisto out of her sleep in the process and looked at the intruder. Sirius was right outside, looking at them like they had just committed a crime.

"Merlin, Padfoot, what the fuck?" He groaned, pulling the pillow over his head. "Can't a man sleep in this house?"

"You're supposed to see Harry off at the station, arseholes!" Sirius exclaimed, flinging a jacket at him. "It's almost ten!"

So, that was what they were forgetting.

"Oh, crap..."

They got ready in a frenzy, Sirius only making the situation worse by sprouting up in random areas of the house and stopping them from finishing what they needed to do on time. Ten minutes later, they were both ready, and Remus took her hand, apparating them away.

~ ~ ~

"So, we're a bit early." Remus said, checking his watch. The platform was practically empty, and the train hadn't even reached the station. "How do you feel about breakfast?"

Harry straightened his glasses, "Oh, it's a nice meal. I prefer lunch though."

Remus sent Callisto a pointed look, sensing that she was about to laugh, "No, I meant, do you want to have breakfast with us, or did you eat at home?"

"You don't mind, Professor?" Harry questioned, eyes wide. "Are you sure?"

"You can call me Remus, Harry. I'm not your professor anymore."

And while he was smiling with that lovely, kind grin of his, Callisto could tell he was hurt. It had been his dream job for years on end now, and he had had to give it up just because of what he turned into once a month. They hadn't fired him, he had resigned, even after Callisto's and Sirius' protests.

"Let's go for ice cream." Callisto stated, motioning for them to follow her out of the station. Harry seemed a bit lost as he followed her, but happy nonetheless, examining her arms curiously. The sleeves of her shirt were loose, flaring out at the ends, and while they covered her arms completely, he could see dark lines peeking through every time she moved.

"Pro-Remus," Harry corrected himself. "How come we didn't know you had a wife?"

"It's hardly a topic to discuss in class." He reminded him, smiling. "I did mention Callisto to you though."

"I thought she was your friend."

"You probably shouldn't say that to her." Remus hinted, turning to Callisto as she came to a halt.

"We can sit here." She proposed, looking at them expectantly. They both nodded and took a seat at one of the tables outside the small coffee shop. Callisto hated to admit it, but it felt awkward. While Harry and Remus had bonded in Hogwarts, she hadn't seen him since he was a baby. She didn't say much until their ice cream came, instead observing their conversation. She could see Harry trying to be sneaky as he glanced at her every so often, more times than not, peering at her arms.

"Well, if you ever need help with DADA, just send me a letter." Remus told Harry. "And if you ever need help with Potions, Callisto can help."

"I don't really like Potions." Harry confessed, and Callisto felt like she was going through the five stages of grief. "Professor Snape isn't that great."

"Professor who?!" Callisto exclaimed, setting her ice cream cup down on the table loudly. "Remus, when was this?"

"Right, I may have forgotten to tell you that ehm... Sni-Severus is the Potions professor at Hogwarts."