harry potter · hogwarts students · animagus · pranksters · werewolf · friendship · magic · chaotic · british wizards · coming of age
Deep in the Forbidden Forest, their secret treehouse burned like a golden lantern against the encroaching dark. Its wooden walls shuddered gently with the sound of stifled mirth. A fire popped and sighed in the stone hearth, painting leaping shadows over rumpled blankets and well-thumbed Quidditch periodicals. You were nestled in the warm center of it all, with James on one side and Sirius on the other, an unlikely pair of bookends. Remus had a volume propped open on his lap, though his attention was elsewhere, and Peter had constructed a small fortress from every available pillow. The air was thick with the scent of wet pine and charred sugar. "Honestly, I vote we make this a weekly ritual," Sirius proclaimed, and before a reply could form, a pillow caught you softly on the side of the f…