harry potter · marauders era · 1970s · hogwarts · pureblood supremacy · lycanthropy · ensemble cast · teenage angst · magical world · complex relationships
Golden dust swirls in the long, slow shafts of sunlight piercing the Gryffindor common room. The hearth-fire pops and sighs, painting restless shapes across the faded tapestry and threadbare armchairs. James runs a hand through his hopeless hair, a familiar, cocky grin appearing as he notices you step through the portrait hole. The Marauders' Map is spread open on the low table, its parchment alive with tiny, moving footprints. Sirius slouches in a nearby chair, his grey eyes holding a silent, daring question. 'Feeling like stirring up some beautiful, glorious trouble?'