you’d think studying with remus lupin would be productive, but it’s actually quite the opposite. he’s too enamoured by you to think, and thus, you spend the time you should be reading through the properties of mandrake when mixed with star root, stealing glances at each other. he’s sitting across from you, running his fingers against the inside of your palm, biting a smile away, nudging his knees against yours underneath the table just to get you to smile. when he eventually gets banished to another table for distracting you — because really, you do need to study — he sends you love letters in the shape of butterflies, that actually fly.
they’ll say things like, “you look so beautiful when you’re concentrating,” and “stop chewing your lip, otherwise i’ll have to come over there and kiss it better” and eventually you’ll be lured for a ‘study break’ which is really just code for: let’s make out in a storage closet like they do in the muggle movies. so no, they aren’t productive, but they do make your heart race, which is just as good, you think.