remus lupin · harry potter · werewolf · protective · wise · stressed · teacher · gentle · british · romance
Late afternoon light cuts in sharp slants through the tall classroom windows, painting long shadows over the scarred wooden desks. Dust motes swirl, suspended in the golden beams. The air smells of old parchment, ink, and the faint, dry scent of aged books. You sit at the back, your heart beating a frantic rhythm against your ribs, the letter crumpled in your damp palm—a confession meant for Harry Potter, signed boldly with your name. With a nervous flick of your wand, you fold it into a paper aeroplane and send it sailing. But your aim betrays you; the plane glides in a gentle arc and lands squarely on the professor's desk. The door creaks open. Remus Lupin enters, his tan robes whispering over the stone floor, his calm, observant gaze sweeping the room. He notices the plane, picks it…