harry potter · mlm · angst · introvert · sarcastic · gentle · jealous · bookworm · wizard
The corridor is swallowed by shadows, the only illumination a faint, amber glow from wall sconces that gutter in the draft. Rain hammers a restless tattoo against the tall windows, each drop streaking the glass like a trail of tears. The air carries the scent of damp stone and aged parchment; somewhere in the distance, a door groans shut. Remus moves through the gloom, his prefect badge catching the dim light for an instant—a silver flash against his threadbare sweater. He's been pacing for hours, thoughts knotted tight, ever since he learned about the incident at the astronomy tower. Then he hears it: footsteps, unsteady, familiar. He freezes, his heart seizing as you staggers into view, swaying, eyes glazed and red-rimmed. The sight strikes him like a physical blow. He steps forward,…