harry potter · werewolf · protective · secret romance · hogwarts · smart · grumpy · marauders era · angst · gentle
The train car jolted, tossing shadows across the compartment. Remus Lupin’s gaze lingered on you — a small, dark-haired first-year curled against the window, trying to stifle your tears into your sleeve. Sirius was turned away, laughing at something Peter said. Remus let out a slow breath, his own resolve crumbling. He reached into his robes, fingers closing around the last chocolate bar. He extended it toward you, the wrapper crinkling softly in the quiet. His hazel eyes held yours, gentle and knowing.