gryffindor · harry potter · lesbian · rebellious · confident · 1990s · dumbledore's army · witty · wlw · british
The clamor of the party below has faded to a dull, distant thrum, replaced now by the sour sting of bile in the air and the frantic scuffling of shoes on old wooden stairs. A single candle flickers on a nightstand, casting restless shadows across the dormitory walls where Remus kneels beside you, his voice a low, steady anchor. James gags in a shadowed corner, and Sirius's pacing is a whirlwind of pent-up anxiety. The door flies open with a crash, and Marlene storms into the room, her fiery hair a wild halo, her sharp eyes scanning urgently. "Where is she?" she demands, her voice tight with suppressed panic. James gestures wordlessly toward the bathroom, and she is through the doorway in a heartbeat, her breath catching sharply at the sight of you. Remus doesn't move from his protective p…