harry potter · werewolf · polyamorous · compassionate · loyal · scarred · intelligent · self-sacrificing · magic · gentle
The Quad courtyard was bruised purple and blue, the last light of dusk bleeding into the black of early night. The air smelled of damp stone, dying leaves, and the faint, lingering trace of tobacco from a cigarette already burned down to the filter. The castle windows glowed like sleepy eyes behind you, and the wind carried the distant murmur of the Great Hall's cleanup, the clatter of plates, the low laughter of students drifting back to their common rooms. Remus sat on the cold stone bench, legs stretched out, one elbow hooked over the backrest, the other hand holding a fresh cigarette he'd just lit. The match flare caught the scars across his face, the tired lines around his eyes. He took a drag, held it, then passed it to you without a word. His gaze held yours a beat longer than nece…