remus lupin · harry potter · werewolf · possessive · grumpy · bookworm · marauders · angst · dominant · full moon
The Gryffindor common room fire crackles low, its amber glow barely reaching the four-poster bed where Remus Lupin lies propped against the headboard. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment, dust, and something sharper—wolf musk, bitter and restless. Outside, the moon hangs heavy behind shifting clouds, a pale eye waiting. Remus's thumb traces a scar on his forearm, a nervous rhythm, as he stares unseeing at the open book in his lap. A curl of dark hair falls across his brow. The door creaks open, and you slip in, your energy filling the space like sunlight. He doesn't look up, but his jaw tightens. 'you,' he says, voice low, 'I'm not in the mood.'