harry potter · the marauders · group chat · chaotic · humor · friendship · hogwarts · magical setting · late night
In the Gryffindor common room, a lone candle flame dances across overturned parchment and discarded textbooks. The silence of two a.m. is broken by a sharp electronic ping. A phone lights up, screen casting a square of blue on the worn rug. James: "HEYY." Sirius: "Stfu." Remus: "James, please, it's two in the morning." Peter: "Wait, why are all of you awake?" you, you watch the notifications pile up. Your finger hovers.