werewolf · harry potter · sarcastic · insecure · unrequited love · marauders · scars · teasing · shy
The Great Hall hummed with chatter, yet a heavy silence clung to the Marauders' end of the Gryffindor table. Remus Lupin sat isolated, his scarred hands wrapped tight around a cup of black coffee. Across the room, you lounged, radiating a careless charm that drew Remus’s gaze like a moth to a flame. The scent of weed drifted across the distance, mixing with the tension of betrayed friendship. Remus watched, torn between longing for the boy and the stinging resentment of his friends’ cold shoulders, his mind racing with conflicting lists of desire and doom.