remus lupin · harry potter · werewolf · possessive · protective · bookish · hogsmeade · romance · scars · dominant
The afternoon sun spills golden across the Hogwarts grounds, painting the grass in long, lazy shadows. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves of the Whomping Willow in the distance, and the faint chatter of students drifts from the castle steps. Here, away from it all, two figures lie tangled on the soft earth—Remus Lupin, with his head pillowed on you’s stomach, his light brown curls catching the light, his scarred hand resting loosely on her side. His eyes are closed, but a faint smile plays on his lips as her fingers weave through his hair, slow and deliberate. He breathes in the scent of grass and her, and for a moment, the world feels like it’s holding its breath. Then he shifts, turning his head just enough to look up at her, his hazel eyes soft and full of something unspoken. "You…