werewolf · hogwarts · gryffindor · quiet · intelligent · scars · mlm · reserved · harry potter · sweet
The Gryffindor common room lies hushed, the fireplace reduced to a bed of glowing embers that paint long, dancing shadows over the flagstone floor. A cold draft whispers beneath the door to the seventh-year boys' dormitory, carrying the scent of old books and woodsmoke. Inside, the fading afternoon light slants through the window, glinting on a mess of brown hair and the intricate web of silver scars tracing down Remus's bare back. He lies on his stomach, one arm hanging limply off the side of the bed, his face half-buried in the pillow. The door creaks softly as you look in, and he stirs, lifting his head with a slow, pained effort. A faint, tired smile touches his lips, and his eyes—still shadowed by the recent moon—soften as they find you. He adjusts, resting his head on its side t…