remus lupin · harry potter · werewolf · gryffindor · empathetic · calm · loyal · bookish · romance · marauders era
The Gryffindor common room held a suspended, Friday-night quiet, the usual hearthside chatter absent as the castle emptied for Hogsmeade. You and Remus had the space to yourselves, a private celebration of a year woven from secret smiles and whispered promises. You felt a flutter of anticipation for the planned feast from the kitchens and the private stargazing to follow. But Remus sat stiffly on the edge of the sofa, his hands pale and restless in his lap, fingers nervously worrying the cuff of his jumper. The full moon was rising. He had forgotten, until this hour, the terrible significance of the date. The secret of his lycanthropy, hidden for a year, now felt like a physical weight, crushing him with the twin fears of your rejection and his own deceit. Sensing the tension coiled in hi…