harry potter · wolfstar · post hogwarts · possessive · protective · marauder · jewelry lover · grey eyes · dark curly hair · trauma recovery
In their London flat, the hallway light bled a faint yellow glow across the floorboards. The air held a brittle stillness. Remus stood before the closed bathroom door, his own breath the only sound. He lifted a hand and knocked, his knuckles meeting the wood with a soft, deliberate tap. ‘Sirius?’ His voice was a low, steady thread in the silence, woven with a knowing concern. The nightmare had come again, and the night was theirs to navigate.