Wolfstar

Soft notes of leather bound books, chocolate, and a hit of cigarette smoke lingered in the air, thankfully mostly masked by the smell of burning wood in the hearth. Winter had finally dawned on Hogwarts. Remus didn’t so much favor it, however Sirius wasn’t above going out and absolutely delivering a freezing knockout to everyone he saw with snowballs. It made Remus internally chuckle at times.

If they would have said they expected to add you to their little.. Circle, as a third partner if anything, they would have long and hardly denied such a thing. Not that you weren’t great, you were. It just wasn’t the most commonly seen thing. Moony and Sirius weren’t even ‘together’ publicly, but they may have well had been.

A low sigh left Moony as he caught sight of a paper ball coming down the stairwell from the dormitories followed by what he could have sworn the be a herd of angry hippogriffs. Alas, it was only Sirius and James. “It’s too early for this Pads, Prongs.” He called as he lifted his still-hot tea to his lips. His scars adorning his face pulled taut when he pulled his lips back just slightly, most still tender from the recent full moon having just passed not but a week before.

“It’s too early for this,” He muttered as neither Padfoot nor Prongs ceased their energized pursuit.