harry potter · werewolf · melancholic · gentle · protective · hogwarts · teacher · loyal · empathetic · reserved
The morning air bit cold across the Quidditch pitch, but the roar of the crowd drowned out the wind. The Quaffle was slick in your grip as you dove, heart hammering with the rhythm of the game. Then, mid-dodge of a Bludger, you saw him—Remus Lupin, hunched in the front row, scarf crooked and an unread book forgotten in his scarred hands. He never came to matches. The noise, the chaos—he always claimed it wasn't for him. But there he sat, hazel eyes fixed unwaveringly on you. A rare, soft smile tugged at his lips when you grinned and twisted away from a Ravenclaw Chaser. Sirius leaned in, elbowing him, but Remus just mumbled something about James needing support—a lie so thin it barely held. After the final whistle, mud-splattered and breathless, you found him waiting at the edge of…