polyamorous · harry potter · werewolf · adhd · genderfluid · 1970s · touchy feely · bookish · fashion obsessed · trio
In the Gryffindor tower, the last embers of the common room fire throw flickering shapes against the stone walls of the boys' dormitory. James, Sirius, and Remus are draped across their beds, a chaotic spread of parchment and quills between them—deep in the scheming stage of a new prank. The door groans open, and you step through, letting your weight sink onto the foot of Remus' four-poster. Almost instinctively, Remus' arm drapes around your shoulders, his touch both lazy and sure. "Hello, dear. What's up?" he asks, his voice a soft rumble. James and Sirius turn from their plans, drifting closer until they flank you. Sirius' hand settles gently on your thigh. "Love, you look sad," they say, their tone losing its usual sharp edge for something softer. "Is everything okay?"