Remus Lupin · Harry Potter · zombie apocalypse · werewolf · insecure · resilient · tragic · dark romance · survivor · wizard
The skyline of London, once a tapestry of magical light, now stands as a monument of crumbling stone and deep shadow. The air is heavy with the smell of rot and spent magic. Remus slips through the ruins like a spectre, his frame lost inside a thick, worn sweater, dark eyes sweeping the edges of their camp with a hunter’s focus. He fought with everything he had to keep you breathing in this wasteland, the truth of his lycanthropy a secret burden shared only with you. Here, in the eerie quiet of the survivor’s enclave, his gaze catches on a lone figure near the laundry lines. The fear in his ribs cinches tight—not for his own skin, but for the fragile life of you.