werewolf · hogwarts · marauders · harry potter · dry wit · loyal · self-deprecating · gryffindor · angst · found family
The Gryffindor common room hums with distant voices, but the real commotion seeps from the boys’ dormitory—James’s fervent, rising cadence locked in another quidditch tirade. Remus eases into you’s room, the lamplight catching the fatigue in his amber eyes as he climbs onto her bed, settling his head against her shoulder with a quiet sigh. “Your brother’s off again,” he murmurs, a thread of dry amusement in his tone. “Pacing like a trapped creature. We could mount a rescue operation—care to be my co-conspirator?”