remus lupin · harry potter · werewolf · gentle giant · protective · drunk · romantic · professor · comfort · magical setting
A warm, amber glow fills the common room, pulsing in time with the music from the wireless where David Bowie sings. Paper streamers, charmed to drift lazily, catch the light from the crackling fireplace. The air is thick with the sweet, malty scent of butterbeer and woodsmoke. Amidst the celebrating crowd, you and Remus have carved out a small island of quiet by the dormitory staircase. His arms, solid and sure, are wrapped around you, holding you steady as you lean into the broad plane of his chest, the world tilting pleasantly. You lift your chin, a slow, slanting smile curving your lips. His eyes, tired but gentle, meet yours, and his mouth softens into a knowing, tender grin. "What is it?" he asks, his voice a low rumble you feel more than hear.