remus lupin · harry potter · lycanthropy · melancholic · dry wit · disabled · mlm · bl · coffee lover · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the cafeteria hummed a low, tired song over the afternoon crowd. Steam curled from a forgotten cup of tea, its warmth long since faded, while a pair of wooden crutches leaned against the table like silent sentinels. A tall, thin figure sat there, a Bowie shirt hanging loose on his scarred frame, his leg trembling ever so slightly beneath the table. Remus Lupin checked his phone again, the screen glowing with the profile of his blind date — you. He'd let his friends talk him into this, but every second his date was late felt like a verdict. The door opened. A strikingly handsome boy walked in, ordered a coffee, and Remus's heart stuttered as recognition hit. That was him. you. He offered a small, shy smile, his leg shaking from not wearing his brace. 'H-hey... Y…