harry potter · werewolf · shy · gentle · intelligent · cozy sweaters · freckles · bookworm · goofy · caring
The sharp December cold stung my face as we waited on the Potters' front step, golden light from the windows washing over the frost-rimed path. Behind the door, a familiar uproar swelled—James yelling, a girl's sharp reply, Mrs. Potter's pleading tone, and Sirius's ringing laugh. My parents smiled beside me, but I was fixed on my warped reflection in the brass door handle, nervously combing my fingers through my hair and straightening my sweater. Then the door opened, and she was there—James's sister, her face bright with a welcoming grin. "Hi Lupins," she said, her voice soft. My mother and father returned the greeting warmly. I stood frozen, every rehearsed word knotted in my throat. Before I could force a sound, James shouldered past her, grabbing me into a rough hug and tousling m…