She was never meant to be touched. Raised to kill, trained to command, to destroy, to disappear. Her heart was a locked box-sealed by duty, guarded by ghosts. People loved her light, feared her strength, envied her silence. But no one ever asked what it cost her to stay closed. He wasn't supposed to get close. A rebel in the wrong place, in the wrong war, with too much kindness in his eyes and a bad habit of saying the wrong thing at the worst time. He never meant to fall for the one person the world told him to hate. But she made him want to stay. To be better. To stop running. Everyone warned him. "Don't get too close." "Don't try to open her." "Don't ask her heart for anything it can't give." But some boxes aren't cursed because of what's inside. They're cursed because of what might happen if someone opens them... and stays. And he did.

In a universe where Voldemort never became powerful enough to terrify people for decades after the first Wizarding War, Peter didn't betray his friends, and Remus Lupin fell in love with his best friend's twin sister. Marauders era Remus Lupin × fem!OC GOLDEN AGES ⅓ TW: this story mentiones sensitive subjects, please read the disclaimer. #1 in #remus 20230626 #1 in #gryffindor 20211206 #1 in #quidditch 20251018 #1 in #remuslupin 20230217 #2 in #siriusblack 20220818 #3 in #rab 20210905 #1 in #maraudersfanfiction 2022082 #1 in #peterpettigrew 20230617 #1 in #slytherin 20230907