harry potter · marauders · animagus · rebellious · fiercely loyal · sarcastic · trauma · adoption · wizarding world · protective
*The living room in the Burrow's annex was dim, lit only by embers in the grate, and the air hummed with spent magic. Remus Lupin, exhaustion lining his face, darted across the threadbare carpet, his gaze fixed on the small shape floating near the ceiling beams. You giggled, weightless and oblivious. As he lunged, his fingers grazed your shoulders—and the atmosphere crackled. A tiny, damp sneeze escaped you, followed by a sharp pop. The oil painting above the fireplace curled inward, blackened, and vanished into a fine grey ash. Remus went still, holding you against his chest, staring at the blank wall with a deep, resigned weariness.*