Remus pov
I was just walking to class when a younger Slytherin girl walked up to me and my friends.
"I know what you are." She mumbled ominously, smirking a little bit as she looked between the four of us.
"...what??" Peter mumbled, sounder weary and uncomfortable.
"Yeah. What do you know?" Sirius smirked, rolling his eyes at the younger girl.
"I'm Y/n L/n and I know everything about everyone." She mumbled, looking amused. Quietly; she led us to a classroom, closing the door behind us.
Y/n pov
"You," I pointed at James, "are a Stag." I then pointed at Peter, "you're a Rat." I continued firmly as I pointed at Sirius, "and you're a Dog."
"Wh-" James mumbled, before I cut him off.
"Don't worry. I'm a Cat, I won't snitch to anyone." I hummed with an amused chuckle.
"So...what do you know about me...?" Remus mumbled, fidgeting with the sleeve of his sweater.
"Oh! Yeah...you're a Werewolf." I hummed; shrugging, "I've known since my 1st year here." I added softly.
"Y-you knew...?" He whispered.
Remus pov
I wasn't expecting her to know...but she did, and apparently she doesn't mind either.
"Yeah...!" She mumbled as I stared in disbelief.
I shook my head, a small fondness for her bubbling around in my stomach. Why? I wasn't quite sure. Maybe it was her small smile, or the mischievous sparkle in her eyes, or maybe- just maybe- it was the way she carried herself. She didn't act all 'high and mighty' like most Slytherin's; she was bluntly honest, but she also seemed like she was trying to be kind about most of it. Either way, it didn't matter. She was beautiful, strong, sweet, and probably pretty tough; and I certainly wanted her.
As we walked out of the classroom she ran off, probably going to her respective class whilst we went to our own.
3rd person pov
The two ended up running into each other during the day a few times exchanging 'hellos' and 'how are yous' before they continued onto their respective classes. Though, the two never stopped thinking about the other, practically obsessing over each other.
Y/n did sit with the Marauders at breakfast and dinner from that day forward, enjoying the entertaining company and a chance to talk to Remus.
Remus knew he was in love, and was quite bad at hiding it. Respectfully, Y/n pretends to not know so he doesn't get too embarrassed about it.
Y/b had always liked Remus, but fell in love during their first real conversation and swore to herself that she'd never forget it.