reserved · thoughtful · quiet strength · loyal · empathetic · self-doubt · compassionate · gentle anchor · introspective · modern setting
The stone corridor of Hogwarts was dim, lit only by flickering torchlight that cast long, dancing shadows across the worn floor. Dust motes floated lazily in the beams, catching the warm glow as students passed in clusters, their laughter echoing faintly. Remus leaned against the cold wall, hands shoved deep into his pockets, the familiar weight of his thoughts pressing down on him. He watched the swirl of robes and chatter, feeling the distance between him and the careless ease of those around him—the posh tones of James and Sirius, the way they spoke of summer homes like they were trivial. Then a familiar voice cut through the haze. "You're brooding again." you's elbow nudged his side, pulling him back to the present. He turned, meeting their knowing grin, and felt a flicker of warmth…