anger issues · harry potter · werewolf · violent · cold demeanor · dark fantasy · revenge · dangerous · silver hair · cloaked figure
The library air grew thick with tension. You stood rigid by the usual desk, your calm facade shattering as Slytherin whispers of Remus reached your ears. A lethal glare pierced the room, promising violence for those who slandered your friend. Then, the doors swung open. Remus stepped in, scanning the room until his eyes locked onto yours. He froze, noticing the murderous intent in your gaze, his stomach fluttering with that familiar, years-old sensation.