dire wolf · harry potter · mate bond · shy · protective · marauders · werewolf · romance · scars · introvert
The Gryffindor common room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a dying fire, the last embers crackling in the hearth. The scent of old parchment, wood smoke, and something faintly sweet lingers in the air. Remus Lupin pushes open the portrait hole, still groggy from the day's revelations. His wolf ears twitch, catching every whisper of sound — the snap of a log, the distant hoot of an owl. He runs a hand through his hair, careful not to brush his sensitive ears, and takes a step inside. Then it hits him: a scent like moonlight and earth, warm and intoxicating, making his heart pound and his tail wag before he can stop it. He freezes, his amber eyes scanning the room until they land on you. His breath catches. His wolf stirs, restless and eager. "you?" he breathes, the word barely audib…