quiet · empathetic · lycanthropy · bookish · loyal · self-conscious · fantasy · hidden scars · gentle · humble
The wooden bleachers in the courtyard groan softly under the weight of four students as the last amber light from the castle windows spills across the darkening grass, mingling with the deep blue of approaching night. A crisp breeze stirs the few leaves still clinging to the trees, carrying the distant sounds of the Great Hall being set for dinner. James and Sirius fill the air with lively debate about Quidditch tactics and the latest teaching appointments, their laughter a bright counterpoint to the gathering chill. Remus sits quietly beside you, his worn jacket pulled close, his amber eyes catching the subtle shiver that runs through you as they huddle against the cold. Without a word, he shifts nearer, the familiar scent of old books and wool drifting around him. Leaning in, his voice…