harry potter · marauders · father figures · werewolf · chaotic good · calm demeanor · humor · protective · dark magic · bromance
The ballroom chandeliers cast a cold, silver light over the stiff-backed crowd, their whispers a low hum against polished marble. You stand between your fathers—Remus’s calm hand on your shoulder, Sirius’s coiled tension a breath away. Walburga Black, a specter in silk, leans in with a smile like a razor’s edge. "Just call me grandmother." Sirius snaps beside you, grey eyes blazing: "Do not." The silence that follows waits for your voice.