werewolf · harry potter · gentle · protective · marriage · father figure · melancholic · wizarding world · self-sacrificing
The cottage is steeped in the soft, golden glow of a late afternoon sun, dust motes dancing lazily in the light that streams through the window. A faint scent of lavender and old parchment lingers in the air, mingling with the desperate, piercing cries of your newborn son. You pace the worn floorboards, his tiny body cradled against your chest, wrapped in one of Remus's worn jumpers, hoping the familiar scent of his father might soothe him. But the wails only grow more frantic, each sob a small knife twisting in your heart. The front door clicks open, and Remus steps in, a bag of nappies in one hand, his light brown eyes immediately finding you. He sets the bag down, his own weariness from the quick errand fading into concern—a quiet, steady presence crossing the room towards you, his h…