Since Remus is struggling in Potions Slughorn decides that a little peer tutoring might help. Now Remus is trying not to make a fool out of himself in front of his new tutor who he maybe, kind of, definitely fancies.

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Potions had always been Remus Lupin’s worst subject. Something about it just seemed to confuse the hell out of him and he could never seem to execute all of the steps correctly. It didn’t matter if he skimmed the instructions or meticulously followed them to the letter; his potions would always turn out mediocre at best. Sometimes they were flat out the wrong colour or had a completely different effect than the desired one and Remus had no idea what went wrong.

Remus speculated over everything: was it his stirring direction? Or speed? Was there something off with the ingredients he brought? Was the cauldron just not clean enough? Remus had spent hours trying to figure it out and was always left practically wanting to bang his head against a wall in frustration. So honestly it wasn’t all that surprising when Slughorn pulled Remus aside after one class to express his concerns with Remus’ recent performance in class.

“Ah, Mr. Lupin? Might have I have a word with you before you leave?” Remus nodded and stayed behind as the rest of the Marauders filed out, but Remus knew they were merely waiting outside.

Once the class was empty Professor Slughorn continued, “As your professor I’m a little concerned about your recent class work. Your essay on the properties of moonstone was excellent but your execution in the classroom has been a little lacklustre. I think it would be in your best interest academically if we were to arrange a few peer tutoring sessions for you. How does that sound Mr. Lupin?”

Remus let out a short sigh of relief. “Honestly, that like a brilliant idea Professor. Thank you.” Slughorn smiled and sent Remus on his was saying that he would talk to some students and arrange a tutor for Remus.

As Remus rejoined his mates the Marauders all clamoured to find out why Remus had been pulled aside worried that maybe a recent prank had earned their mate a detention. However the reveal of Remus’ new potential tutor lead to a different kind of buzz.

“Oi, maybe you’ll get Evans. Then you’ll have to fight off Prongs trying to crash your tutoring.” Sirius offered with a snicker.

Remus rolled his eyes but James’ suddenly lit up at the idea. “Merlin’s beard! If you do get Lily you have to put in a good word! Oh! Tell her to come watch my quidditch matches! Please Moons, I begging you!” James insisted excited about the prospect of a new potential connection to his long time crush.

Remus just shook his head at his mate’s enthusiasm. “I can’t promise anything. We don’t even know if my tutor will be Lily. Besides when has she ever gone to a quidditch game to so you specifically? She goes to watch the game.” He quipped back earning him a look from James that resembled a kicked puppy and a boisterous, bark-like laugh from Sirius.

As fate would have it the Marauders had been wrong in their speculations. Lily was not Remus’ new potions tutor. Instead his new potions tutor would be you, the wildly attractive student that sat two rows ahead of Remus in potions. Remus felt his heart jump into his throat when Slughorn had introduced you as his new tutor. You were just too cute. Not to mention that Remus had kind of, sort of, fancied you since the beginning of the year when you’d tried to help him as he was about to add valerian root instead of mandrake to a batch of Draught of Peace.

Bloody hell. Just his luck.

He had already appeared like a dolt in front of you once. Now he was going to make complete tool out of himself in front of his new cute tutor as you realised that he hadn’t a clue what he was doing in Advanced Potions.

Melin help him.

Remus admittedly probably should have dropped potions his sixth year when he had the chance. However, he’d managed to pass his O.W.L. with his theoretical knowledge of the subject—barely—and was hoping that he would eventually improve his skills. More specifically he was desperately hoping that he could develop enough skills to eventually be able to brew Wolfsbane on his own. But that definitely had not happened yet.

Instead Remus was now sitting in the potions classroom room on a Tuesday night trying his damnedest to not botch up the potion you were helping him with while simultaneously praying to any deity that would listen that the scent of your shampoo wouldn’t distract him anymore than it already did.

“Umm, I stir clockwise, correct?” Remus asked with a strained smile hoping he didn’t sound as nervous as he felt. But given the fact that he was sweating bullets and kept adjusting his sleeves it was probably obvious.