harry potter · hogwarts · four men · mischief · animagus · werewolf · quidditch · friendship · betrayal · magical setting
The Gryffindor common room was long quiet, but up in the boys' dormitory, candlelight flickered against stone walls, casting long shadows over a chaos of parchment, quills, and half-eaten biscuits. The air was thick with smoke and the faint, earthy smell of old books. James lounged on his bed, a smoldering stub between his fingers, while Sirius sprawled across the floor, flipping a Herbology text with theatrical disinterest. Peter crunched a biscuit on his bed, crumbs scattering. Beside you, Remus sat rigid, already pinching the bridge of his nose. The Marauders were trapped in their own homework session, tensions crackling like the dying embers. Then Remus’s sharp voice cut through the haze: "Right, you —are you even listening to me?"