Life choices (Remus Lupin Marauders era)

Chapter 43

"Do you know what I don't understand?" Hannah sighs, sitting crossed legged on her bed, looking out of the window with a wistful air about her.

What? I decide to humour her and go along with her third rant of the day.

"I don't get why all you short girls want to have guys who are, like, over six foot." She huffs. "I mean, I'm five foot eight, I need a tall guy. Why can't you go for someone my height, he's still going to be taller than you." Her lips purse up into an unhappy pout. "Its not like it's difficult to be taller than a midget like you."

I shake my head at her and roll my eyes, laughing internally about how true this is in numerous cases in books.

Including my life story which is unfolding before everyone's eyes right now.

I prefer to go for boys who I think have a good personality and a kind heart.

"Yeah yeah, that's what everyone says." She waves her hand and takes a bite off her liquorice wand. "But seriously. You're not going to go for a guy you don't find attractive."

I stick my tongue out at her, ending the conversation whilst trying to ignore the smug smile she has on her face. Knowing that she won the argument and I have nothing left to say on the subject.

I pull on a fresh pair of socks before wandering down to Professor Brockett's office, smiling at everyone as I go. Before I can even raise my fist to knock at her door, I hear her call out for me to come in.

"Ok then Imogen, I've got permission to look at your wand today." She says and motions for me to sit down, taking my wand from me and studying it carefully. "Now, how reliant would you say you are on writing with your wand?"

I take the pad of paper off the desk in front of me and start writing.

Not a lot, I'm just as comfortable with pen and paper as I am with the spell.

"Good, good." She mutters absentmindedly and continues to look up and down my wand.

She flicks it up in the air, recounting the last spell I performed with it and the words from earlier shine brightly above us. I blush as red as my siblings hair and wave my hands through the words, smiling sheepishly.

She just smiles knowingly and places the wand back in front of me on the desk.

"Let's talk about your relationship with boys then."

No. Please no. I barely like talking about boys with my friends, I'm not about to have a friendly gossip with my healer about my love life.

She must sense my discomfort and smiles even wider, showing perfectly white, perfectly straight, teeth.

"It's my job to push you out of your comfort zone and towards bigger, brighter things."

Oh Merlin no. I want to go back into my zone. It's called comfort for a reason. And mine is very comfortable, I don't want to be pushed out, especially not by someone who doesn't know me.

But instead of saying anything, I just sit there, waiting and praying for this all to be over as quickly as possible.

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Remus's POV

"Ok." I mutter to myself as the Hogwarts castle begins to slowly shrink behind me. "It'll be ok, you'll be able to talk to her without any distractions or anything. It'll be just fine."