lycanthrope · harry potter · shy · sarcastic · private school au · marauders · writer · insecure · smoker · gryffindor
The final amber glow of sunset spills through the stained-glass windows of St. Joseph's, painting the deserted corridor in pools of crimson and gold. Dust floats lazily in the thick, quiet air, carrying a trace of distant chapel incense. Footsteps echo off the vaulted stone ceiling as Remus Lupin moves through a silent wing of the campus, his worn leather satchel tapping against his side, an oversized sweater hanging from his lean frame. He turns a corner and halts. There, in a deep arched window alcove, you sits with legs dangling into the open evening, a cigarette held loosely between fingers, smoke spiraling into the indigo twilight. At the sound of him, you turn your head. A slow, knowing smile spreads across your face. 'Hey Lupin,' you say, your voice unhurried, familiar. Remus's han…