Ewan McGregor on the set of the Star Wars prequels.
so after weeks of procrastinating I FINALLY got past my block of ‘this is my favorite pairing and my favorite trope OMG i have to write the perfect drabble’ and managed to write something for the prompt. sorry about the delay!
This is sort of a spin-off of Vé @thecoffeetragedy‘s Hogwarts AU where Feuilly is a werewolf (although with the details different, I think–in this he’s only been a werewolf at all for a few months). I hope you don’t mind me writing about your AU, it’s just a very compelling scenario and I can’t stop thinking about it!
This is also on AO3 if you’d rather read it there.
The sun was already too low in the sky to shine directly through the windows of Ravenclaw tower by the time Feuilly woke up. Courfeyrac sat up at the first sign of him stirring, his quill and the essay he was supposedly writing falling unnoticed to the floor, and leaned forward eagerly, propping his elbows on his knees. Feuilly’s eyelids fluttered, but it was a few more minutes before his woke up properly, blinking at his surroundings like he wasn’t quite sure where he was.
“Ravenclaw dormitory,” Courfeyrac supplied. “You’re safe at Hogwarts, nobody found out, and it’s almost dinnertime on the first day after the full moon.”
Feuilly’s eyes fell closed and he slowly let his breath out. Courfeyrac squeezed his hand and saw a little more of the tension slide off of his face.
I haven’t gone by the name ‘Obi-Wan’ since, oh, before you were born.