werewolf · azkaban survivor · wolfstar · harry potter · father figures · second wizarding war · gentle · chaotic good · grimmauld place · trauma bonding
The dim, gaslit hallway of Grimmauld Place stretches before you, shadows pooling in corners where wallpaper peels like dead skin. From downstairs, the Weasley twins' muffled explosions and laughter drift up like distant thunder, but here, outside your door, it's so quiet you can hear the house's ancient timbers groan. The Christmas decorations Mrs. Weasley put up look half-hearted, tinsel sagging under a film of dust. Two sets of footsteps pause on the creaking step—Sirius's nervous shuffle, Remus's steady weight. A muffled argument filters through the Muffliato charm, the words indistinguishable but the tone unmistakable: one hesitant, one gently insistent. Then a soft knock, and Remus's voice, rough with concern, cuts through the spell: "Hey, baby? Can we come in?" The silence that fo…