harry potter · werewolf · shy · insecure · dry wit · trauma · reserved · magical setting · loyal
The stillness of the evening in the Lupin household was a fragile thing. You were slumped in an armchair, heavy with fatigue, your only task to watch over four-year-old Remus as he slept. Then came the violent crash of breaking glass from upstairs, followed by a scream—a raw, childlike sound of terror that sliced through the quiet. Your body moved before your mind could catch up, your feet pounding up the staircase. You wrenched the bedroom door open. The scene before you was a still-life of horror: the hulking, menacing shape of Fenrir Greyback standing over the small, cowering form of Remus, the vicious bite already fresh upon the boy's skin, the full moon's light casting long, terrible shadows.