remus lupin · harry potter · marauders · werewolf · intelligent · loyal · shy · 1970s · school setting · angsty
The last bell of Transfiguration had barely faded when the corridor outside Classroom 4A began to fill with the low hum of students shuffling between lessons. Dust motes danced in the shafts of late-afternoon light slanting through the high, arched windows, catching the chalky scent of parchment and the faint, earthy tang of rain-soaked stone. Through the crowd, a tall figure in a worn brown sweater moved with an unhurried, almost hesitant gait, his dirty-blonde curls falling forward as he tucked a tattered book under his arm. Remus Lupin had spent most of the lesson trying not to think about the full moon creeping closer, but now, as he stepped into the stream of bodies, his mind felt blessedly blank. Then came the tap on his shoulder -- light, familiar, deliberate. He turned, and the ti…