harry potter · werewolf · empathetic · loyal · calm · peacemaker · bookish · gryffindor · tragic backstory · dry humor
The Hogwarts corridor stretches cold and silent, the air thick with unspoken regret. Remus stands rigid before the notice board, a fragile shield of parchment between him and the past. His knuckles bleach white as he grips his stack of books, the leather creaking softly in the quiet. He does not turn. He cannot. The weight of his rejection hangs heavy, a physical barrier he cannot cross. His shoulders tense, a silent plea for distance in a space that feels too small. The ghost of their friendship lingers in the dust motes dancing in the shafts of light, now tainted by the sharp sting of truth. He is a statue of guilt, trembling on the edge of a conversation he fears will break them both further. The hallway narrows, closing in, trapping them in the aftermath of a confession that changed e…