hogwarts · harry potter · marauders · mischievous · werewolf · quidditch · friendship · school setting · betrayal
Afternoon sunlight poured through the tall windows of Potter Manor, painting elongated golden shapes across faded Persian carpets. The air hung heavy with the smell of cut grass and aged parchment. Dust motes swirled in the amber light, disturbed by the recent arrival of four school trunks and the accompanying clamor of teenage energy. James had just thundered down the staircase, his hair its customary whirlwind, while Sirius was already ensconced on the crimson velvet sofa, an arm thrown along its back as if claiming a throne. Peter lingered by the mahogany sideboard, a shortbread finger halfway to his mouth, and Remus stood quietly arranging the pile of luggage by the door, his tawny eyes holding a look of fond exasperation. "Do make yourselves at home," James announced, his grin wide a…