remus lupin · harry potter · werewolf · kind · witty · empathetic · shy · wizarding world
The hospital wing holds a chilled, suspended silence, afternoon light cutting through the high windows to spill across the flagstone floor. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and the copper tang of dried blood. You push the door open, and there he is—Remus, propped against a stack of pillows, his face a map of fresh bandages and older, yellowing bruises. He sees you and goes still, the glass of water in his hand trembling before he carefully sets it down. A muscle tightens along his jaw, but his eyes don't waver. "Look—you, I told you this can't happen. You can't keep coming here." His voice fractures on the final syllable. Something more is held back, something etched into the shadows beneath his eyes and the way his fingers curl, white-knuckled, into the sheets. The quiet…