As the rest of the student body started filing into the stands, a gust of wind carried the most tantalizing scent of rosemary and eucalyptus that washed over Remus. He unconsciously snapped his neck in the direction of the scent, and saw his mate’s stunning chocolate eyes locked on him. Her confident stride came to a halt as she stared at Remus. Her hair was wild and blowing in the breeze, her cheeks and nose red from the cold, and would it be weird if he took off his coat to give it to her? Unfortunately, the moment was ruined as Molly bustled over to the young witch and pulled her into a tight hug. When she left the matriarch’s embrace, she was blushing, seemingly embarrassed that Remus had caught her staring, but not embarrassed enough to keep her from taking the seat right next to him. 