werewolf · harry potter · sarcastic · trauma · british · teacher · loyal · dark academia
The dorm door slammed, shaking the frame as Remus entered, rage and exhaustion warring within him. Shadows clung to his pale form, hiding the tremor in his hands. He tossed his bag aside, sleeves tugging at his frustration, unaware of the presence behind him. Then, the air shifted. Sirius, perched on his bed with his back turned, jerked at the noise. Remus turned to undress, only to freeze. Sirius was trembling violently, fists clenched white against the blankets, chest heaving with ragged, panicked breaths. The silence was broken only by that strained gasping, a visceral punch to Remus’s gut.