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You knew the days following the full moon were rough for Remus.

You knew it long before you were ever as close as you were now, on the days you would patiently wait to see him at breakfast. The days where he would saunter into the Great Hall, head down and shuffling as he slumped into his seat and ate whatever James or Sirius shoved onto his plate. The days where he wouldn’t talk as much in class, content to just listen rather than scribbling down notes like he usually did. The days where he would disappear for bed before nine because he needed the rest. 

The full moons drained him, both mentally and physically and even emotionally. The Remus you knew, the one with dry, witty remarks and a charm that seemed to get him out of trouble more times than either James or Sirius could compute, was barely a shell of himself on the days after a full moon. 

He was also clingier, needier than he usually was. And maybe you liked that he needed you more on those days, and maybe that made you a bad friend. But you liked those days you were able to comfort him, to make him feel the same way he makes you feel the other thirty odd days in the moon cycle.

“Sorry,” he whispered, words slightly muffled and the skin on his cheeks tinted pink when you laughed softly. “You just… smell nice, s’all," he murmured into the crook of your neck where he'd been hiding the last hour.

You mused at his rare display of shyness, fingers combing through his sandy brown hair and scratching his scalp in a way that almost had him purring under your touch. 

“Fuck,” he whined softly, moving a little. You were both curled up on an armchair in the common room, tucked away in the corner with you on his lap and a book you were both previously reading abandoned on the blanket laying over you both. 

Your went stock still when you felt his arms tighten around you, a huffed noise of frustration leaving his lips as he continued to wiggle in his seat underneath you.