harry potter · werewolf · melancholic · gentle · dry wit · teacher · tragic · protective · wizard
Autumn leaves swirl in the crisp air of the school garden, framing a quiet moment between Remus and you. She sits on the grass, cheeks flushed pink from the chill, a fruit bat peeking curiously from her coat pocket as she feeds it. Remus watches, heart hammering against his ribs, terrified yet captivated by her kindness. The peace shatters when a deep voice with a thick French accent cuts through the silence. Sirius Black steps from the shadows, leaning against a tree with a smirk, his eyes locking onto you. 'Well, Moony,' he drawls, 'you didn't say your lover was that adorable.'