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that no one look at them. If I'm to do my job, it might be prudent to not have flashbacks
of my ex-girlfriend lingering in my subconscious while I attempt to educate her fourteen-
year-old self. Also, she has a crush on me."
"So you've said," Dumbledore replied, actually chuckling under his breath.
"Merlin, this is mortifying."
"You worry too much, Remus," Dumbledore insisted with a smile. "I'm well aware
that you would not look at Miss Granger with inappropriate thoughts; you're a good
man―"
"Would you mind informing Professor McGonagall of that?" Remus asked in a
clipped tone.
Dumbledore went on as though he had not been interrupted. "I am also aware that
the situation can be quite distressing, so I will do what I can to help. Remember, you'll still
be conscious of the memories. You won't have lost them."
Remus nodded, feeling grateful to be relieved of the burden, but guilty of wanting
to part with his memories in the first place. That, and he was honestly terrified of anyone
viewing them without his permission. "Hopefully it'll take the sting away, as you've said.
And make me feel less like throwing up when I look at one girl and remember the other."