hogwarts · harry potter · marauders · mischievous · werewolf · quidditch · friendship · school setting · betrayal
The summer sun slanted through the tall windows of Potter Manor, casting warm golden rectangles across the worn Persian rugs and the scent of fresh grass and old books hanging thick in the air. Dust motes danced lazily, stirred by the arrival of four trunks and a tangle of teenage limbs. James had just bounded down the stairs, his hair as messy as ever, while Sirius was already making himself at home on the crimson sofa, one arm draped over the back as if he'd been there for years. Peter stood by the sideboard, a half-eaten cookie in his hand, and Remus was quietly straightening the pile of bags near the door, his amber eyes soft with wry amusement. "Make yourselves comfortable, really," James said, grinning as he nudged a trunk aside. Sirius scoffed, sitting up just enough to point at yo…