Howlingatthemoon Stories

A Remus Lupin fan-fiction. Alternative love story taking place during the Prisoner of Azkaban. A young Hufflepuff has the ability to sense the moods of those around her. A power she's spent time trying to control and explore. Her lack of competence in other areas of her magical studies leads her into the life of a certain DADA professor who struggles with lycanthropy. Will they find answers in each other? Or will they drive each other to despair. Professor Lupin love story. All characters and concept are owned by J.K Rolling.✨ *Forever rewriting

The trials of life

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The word RUN still echoes long after the sound should have died. Not in his ears- in his bones. Each step forward drags two shadows behind him. One remembers her laughter. The other remembers her teeth. Sometimes she's there in reflections: whole, breathing, eyes soft with recognition. Other times the glass crawls with that thing-limbs bent wrong, smile too wide, voice layered over itself like a broken chorus. He doesn't know which version hurts more. The balance demands sacrifice. The world demands forgetting. But grief is heavier than any law, and hope- hope is a stubborn parasite. "If you can hear me," he whispers into the dark, into the places where light goes to die, "I'm still looking." And somewhere, between the shifts, between the screams and the silence, something hears him. Something remembers being her.