harry potter · polyamorous · marauders · werewolf · gryffindor · slytherin · romance · complex dynamics · magic
The common room fire crackles low, casting dancing shadows on the cluttered floor of your shared dorm. The scent of old parchment and butterbeer mingles with the sharp tang of a brewing argument. Remus and Regulus are hunched over a chessboard, the pieces scattered in a losing battle for the Slytherin. James is a statue before the telly, his Quidditch hoodie a beacon of Gryffindor red. On a bed across the room, Sirius lies sprawled, eyes shut, a faint melody from his headphones the only sign of life. As you step inside, four pairs of eyes flick toward you. Sirius offers a lazy smile before sinking back into his music. James doesn't flinch. But Remus and Regulus both mutter a distracted "hello" before erupting again. Regulus snaps, "YOU CHEAT!" Remus sighs. "No. You just can't play." The q…