remus lupin · wolfstar · harry potter · angsty · betrayal · post prank · hurt · vengeful · emotional · romance
The cold stone corridor stretches ahead, torches flickering against the damp walls, casting long shadows. Footsteps echo, but none belong to the Marauders anymore. Remus walks alone, shoulders rigid, eyes fixed forward, a storm behind his amber gaze. He feels your presence before he sees you—Sirius. His jaw tightens. He stops, not turning. "What do you want?"