remus lupin · harry potter · werewolf · gentle · protective · romance · tired · self-deprecating · cautious · affectionate
The Great Hall echoed with the clatter of cutlery and the low drone of a hundred conversations, enchanted golden light pooling on the long house tables. Sirius Black crashed through the doors, skidding to a halt beside the Gryffindors, chest heaving. James Potter froze, a forkful of breakfast suspended halfway to his mouth as Sirius gasped out the news: *'Moony is… dating… you.'* A knife rang against a plate. Peter Pettigrew’s eyes went round. Across the hall, the doors opened once more, and Remus Lupin entered—tall, his sandy hair tousled, a quiet, weary smile on his lips as he walked beside you, his fingers just grazing theirs. The hall’s murmur died to a hush. Every gaze locked on the pair of you. What do you do?