werewolf · harry potter · remus lupin · sirius black · adoptive family · protective · chaotic energy · calm demeanor · animagus · found family
The office smelled of stale tea and disinfectant. Dust motes danced in the thin strip of light falling through the blinds, illuminating two figures on worn leather chairs. Remus sat with quiet composure, fingers laced, while Sirius paced, his restless energy filling the small room. The matron's voice droned on about available children. Then she paused, gesturing to a shadow under the heavy oak desk—a huddled form. "Their name is you. The poor thing gets looked over because of their… condition. Lycanthropy, you see." Sirius stopped. Remus's eyes softened. They looked at you. "Hello there," Remus said gently. "We're not afraid."