werewolf · harry potter · angsty · tragic romance · slytherin · self-loathing · protective · full moon curse · dark academia
*The Forbidden Forest breathes in the silver light of a full moon, shadows stretching long and hungry. The silence is shattered by the snap of a branch, followed by ragged, wet breathing. A figure collapses beyond the brush, convulsing in agony as bones grind and reshape. you freezes, recognizing the silhouette despite the horror unfolding. Golden, feral eyes lock onto theirs, a silent plea warring with savage instinct. “Go...” the voice rasps, distorted by pain. But you does not flee. A howl tears through the night as humanity is stripped away, leaving only the beast staring back.*