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I couldn't help but sigh as I looked up at my old but once again new professor. He was finally allowed to come back and teach once he proved himself in helping destroy Voldemort. He was now known as the 'Sex God' to all of the girls, and I could defiantly see why. And the fact that he's a werewolf, well that just adds to the package, it gives him an "untouchable, bad boy" persona that drives the girls wild.

I knew it was a cliché. I knew it with every fiber of my being, but Lupin's deep blue eyes were more amazing than the sky, the Pacific Ocean, and every other beautiful thing and person I'd seen all rolled up into one.

It's a good thing I was sitting because my knees actually felt weak.

His hair was messy and chocolate brown flaked with grey, and flopped in his face. I looked down at his hands, beautiful hands with long, slim fingers. On his middle finger he wore a gold signet ring that had been handed down through the generations. Handed down through the generations.

The closest I'd ever come to owning something with that much history was when I'd bought a pair of used Roller Blades at a garage sale.

Harry cracked some joke and Lupin started to smile, revealing the adorable small dimple on his left cheek.

That was it-I was turning too much inside all over again. And it was all wrong. Teachers were supposed to be stuffy and boring and pretentious. They weren't supposed to have strong arms, and they weren't supposed to have dimples! Because...well, because...

Because I wasn't supposed to have a crush on him!

According to Mom, not to mention YM and all the shows on the WB, falling for a guy is exactly what girls my age are supposed to do. But when you're trying to maintain your grade point average while figuring out how you're going to pay for the car I want so badly, you don't really have a lot of extra time to spend stressing about the newest hottie. So I had reached my age, seventeen, without ever having had a boyfriend, a serious crush, or even a guy to go to the movies with. And that was just how I wanted it.

How I still wanted it...right?

"Miss Granger!" Lupin was suddenly yelling, snapping me out of my daydream.

"Yes?" I asked. I could just feel the heat rise in my cheeks as I saw everyone staring at me. Harry gave me a nudge with his elbow and looked at me in amusement.

"I asked, about how many dark creatures live in the Forbidden Forest alone?" Professor Lupin asked her again. "It's estimated at over 5,000 different species," I said knowingly.

"Very good! Five points to Gryffindor," Professor Lupin said as he made his way down the isle.

I let a long breath of relief. I felt like a fool, letting my guard down during class! I've never been so embarrassed!

"Hey, Hermione, what's up?" Ron whispered to her.

"Nothing," I could just tell he was trying not to laugh. Oh great Hermione, the Know-It-All, was caught not paying attention in class. Bugger, he was going to have a May Day with this one.

Thankfully the bell rang, saving me.

"I want two rolls of parchment on at least five different dark animals in the forest," Professor Lupin called after the class.

"Bye Professor Lupin," Lavender said giving him a little girly wave with Parvati close behind her doing the same thing. It could really make one vomit.

"Goodbye," Lupin said nicely. Lavender and Parvati started giggling uncontrollability.

'Oh please' I thought rolling my eyes at the two.

"Hurry up you two," I yelled at Ron and Harry, who were still putting their things back in their bag. I wanted nothing more then to go to dinner then curl up with my latest book by the fireplace.

"Well sorry your highness," Ron said sarcastically.

"Shut up," I snapped.

"Don't tell me to shut up! You shut up!" Ron snapped back.

"Get bent, Ron!" I said. I really wasn't in the mood for this.

"Kiss my ass!" Ron said.

"Yeah right! And die of those toxic fumes, no thanks," I laughed.

"Screw you, you damn know-it-all," Ron said.

"I'd rather not," I said with a smirk, but my anger was defiantly starting to boil.

"Will the both you shut the hell up!" Harry finally yelled stepping in between Ron and me.

"What is the problem here?" Professor Lupin asked coming out of his office.

"Nothing professor. Just a minor disagreement," I said and a fake smile. As soon as he turned his back I gave Ron a killer glare.

He called me a know-it-all, and that's the one thing I really hate. It's right up there with 'mudblood', and he knows it.

"Well I suggest you three get down to dinner," Professor Lupin said scooting us out of his office. It was a full moon tonight and it was almost dark.

"Yes sir. Sorry sir," I said as we left.

"Yes sir. Sorry sir." Ron mocked me in a girly voice. Then he rolled his eyes.

"Careful Ron or I just might make that voice a perminate one," I growled pointing down to his groin.

"Oh really you two! Stop it!" Harry snapped before storming off.

"What's his problem," Ron asked. Ah! I swear that boy can be slower then Neville sometimes!

"You really are an insensitive jerk aren't you?" I said before hurrying after Harry.

"What?" Ron yelled after me, but I noticed he didn't follow. Probably went to the Great Hall to stuff his face. Figures.

I found Harry in the library looking for books about the forest. Like he actually cares about homework.

"Hey," I said in a small voice.

"Hi," Harry said shortly, never once taking his eyes away from the bookshelf.

"Look, I'm sorry about Ron and me fighting. I know that it upsets you, but honestly, he was going slower then a flabberworm!" I said. I think I actually saw him smile, but only a little one . "But did you have to get so mad?" Harry asked finally looking me in the eyes. For a small quick moment I could see why Ginny had such a crush on him. But that thought left my head as soon as it came.

"Sorry, just a little frustrated. My parents told me yesterday that they weren't going to buy me a car. Instead they were going to put money into the bank in case I ever feel the need for muggle college." I said rolling my eyes.

"It's alright. It's just when you and Ron fight, I always get stuck in the middle," Harry sighed.

"Um, excuse me. Need I remind you of fourth year? At least Ron and I haven't gotten that mad at each other. It's all good in an hour or so," I defended myself.

"Oh yeah," Harry laughed.

"Oh yeah" I mocked, laughing as well, "Here let me help you."

I looked over the bookshelf, picking out books Harry could use for the assignment.

"You actually think I care?" Harry asked. Ah, I was correct.

"You do now," I said pulling out more books.

"Swell," Harry said sarcastically as I stacked more books on, "Do you really think we need all of these books for just two rolls of parchment?"

"No silly. These ones are for the Transfiguration homework that's due in two days and you haven't even started. These are for the potions assignment that's due tomorrow and you haven't even started. These are for the Herbology homework that's due tomorrow and you haven't even start..."

"Alright already! I get the picture!" Harry interrupted me. I could tell he was struggling with the books, but it was amusing so I let him struggle for a minute.

"Here," I said grabbing half of the books.

We checked them all out and headed down to the Great Hall. When we got there we found Ron, naturally, stuffing his face while talking to Neville and Ginny.

"Hey," I said sitting next to Ron. He glared at me for a second, but I could tell he wasn't mad anymore.

I did my usually sweep over the teachers table and found only one empty chair. Lupin's. I looked up at the ceiling. The moon's out. He's a werewolf.

He's still hot though...

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