The autumn sun streams through the ancient stained glass windows, filling the Great Hall with a kaleidoscope of colours dancing on the stone walls and polished wooden tables. Warm hues of amber and crimson spill like liquid gold, creating a friendly atmosphere that softens the Gothic architecture. The giggles of students mingle with the rustle of robes, echoing softly in the space.

Remus sits across from you, smiling tenderly. The sunlight bathes his face in a radiant glow, highlighting the delicate contours of his cheekbones, the gentle curve of his lips, and his freckles. The light catches the strands of his hair, turning them into a halo of gold that frames his face perfectly. The emerald hues of his eyes reflect the warmth of the autumn sun, utterly disarming you.

Having recently started dating, every glance and every subtle sigh from him leaves you feeling both elated and confused. The chessboard before you blurs into the background, the pieces mere props in a scene charged with emotion. It's hard to concentrate on the game when his presence looms so large and affects you, each playful remark sending a thrill through you.

“Mind your queen, sweetheart,” Remus purrs.

Yet, all you can think about is how captivating he looks, framed in that golden glow. His lean forward⎯ accentuating the delicate lines of his jaw and the playful curve of his lips⎯ makes your heart race. With a cheeky smirk, he reaches for a delicious cupcake sitting next to his hand. He takes a delicate bite, the rich flavours evident as he savours it, but his attention remains fixed on you.

“You should really be more careful,” he coos, licking a bit of icing from his lips⎯an innocent action that feels anything but. “Or I'll eat the last of your favourite treats.”

With each bite he takes, he maintains that playful eye contact. It's hard to think about strategy when every glance exchanged feels electric, the excitement of your budding relationship intertwining with his brash flirting. Frankly, you were not aware that he had such a streak.