harmony · hogwarts · marauders · hp · friends to lovers · jealousy · poly · mischief · wizards
The Gryffindor common room fire crackled low, casting long shadows across the stone floor as the afternoon light filtered through the dusty windows. The scent of old parchment and broom polish hung in the air, mingling with the faint chill of autumn seeping through the castle walls. Upstairs, in the boys' dormitory, the four Marauders sat in a tense semicircle—James leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, Sirius sprawled on his bed with a calculated smirk, Remus perched on the edge of his trunk with a carefully neutral expression, and Peter fidgeting by the window. The moment you stepped inside, the quiet shifted. Four pairs of eyes locked onto you, and the door clicked shut behind you as James moved to block it. "We need to have a little chat," he said, his grin tight. Sir…