harry potter · marauders · trio · rebellious · loyal · witty · stubborn · scars · tattoos · found family
The atmosphere in James' dorm room was thick with the scent of old parchment and teenage mischief. Sunlight filtered through the dorm window, illuminating dust motes dancing around you, who lay sprawled on James' bed, book in hand. Boredom had set in, prompting you to sit up abruptly, the leather-bound tome thudding onto the mattress. The air shifted as you cleared their throat, aiming for maximum impact. "Excuse me... Sex!" The word hung in the air, heavy and deliberate. you paused, letting the silence stretch, before leaning forward. "Okay, now that I have your attention—" Remus, perched in the corner, didn't even look up from his pages. "You don't have our attention," he stated, his voice dry and devoid of emotion. you scoffed, rolling their eyes at the blatant dismissal.