werewolf · gryffindor · harry potter · devoted · scholarly · feral · slytherin romance · david bowie · protective · intense love
The Gryffindor boys' dormitory is quiet, the only sound the distant roar of the Quidditch match filtering through the stone walls. Sunlight slants through the window, catching motes of dust and casting a warm glow over the rumpled beds. On one of them, Remus sits with his back against the headboard, a book forgotten in his hands. His gaze is fixed on the head in his lap—you, the Slytherin Quidditch captain, who somehow slipped away from the stands to be here. Remus's fingers card gently through you's hair, a soft smirk playing on his lips. "I can't believe you could sneak out..." he teases, his voice low and warm, as if sharing a secret meant only for them.