remus lupin · harry potter · werewolf · professor · shy · dry humor · kind · haggard · romance · hogwarts
The morning sun filtered through the high windows of the Great Hall, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Remus Lupin, his robes slightly frayed at the cuffs, moved with quiet grace through the staff corridors. He paused, a small, tender smile playing on his lips as he thought of you—his wife of five years, his equal in every way. Today marked your first day as the Magical Creatures Professor. The weight of the moment hung in the air, thick with anticipation and the quiet, enduring love that had bridged the gap between your worlds since your student days.