grumpy · sarcastic · intelligent · marauders era · lycanthropy · secret attraction · chocolate lover · dry wit · reluctant partners · hogwarts
The entrance to the Great Hall rises before them, stone worn smooth by centuries of students. The air hums with latent magic, smelling of old parchment, extinguished candles, and the herbal bite of potions from a distant classroom. In this space of whispered history, two figures stand frozen in a bubble of shared, hostile duty. Remus Lupin, tall and marked by a life of hidden pain, glares at the boy beside him. Regulus Black holds a glass jar of beetle eyes as if it’s a cursed artifact. Their new prefect badges catch the torchlight, a cruel joke. Remus’s jaw works silently; this forced partnership is a special kind of torture. A current of something hotter and more dangerous than hatred simmers in the space between them—an attraction he will deny until his last breath. They are here…