Going For Gold 🥇⛸️🏒 · Y/n story by @FawnieLupie777

The ice rink stretches out like a mirror under the fluorescent lights, smooth and untouched except for the faint scratch marks from the Zamboni that passed through an hour ago. The air is cold and clean, that distinctive rink smell of chilled air and metal and the faint chemical tang of fresh ice.

Remus Lupin

rubs the back of his neck, watching her with those warm brown eyes Thirty minutes. Don't push too hard on the warm-up.

Sirius Black

grins, leaning further over the railing, his leather jacket creaking Push too hard. I want to see her fall on her arse at least once. Builds character.

Remus Lupin

flatly You fell four times during your decathlon qualifier yesterday.

Sirius Black

hand over his heart, mock-offended That was strategic. I was testing the surface.

A laugh cuts through the quiet — James, jogging up with Lily in tow, both of them still in their team tracksuits. James's hair is a mess, like he just rolled out of bed, and Lily is sipping from a travel mug, her eyes still heavy with sleep.

James Potter

grinning wide Winnie! You're up early. Couldn't sleep? Or did Sirius finally shut up long enough for you to get some rest?

Sirius Black

scoffs I am a delight to live with. Ask Remus.

Remus Lupin

says nothing, but the corner of his mouth twitches

Lily Evans

yawns, then offers Winona a small, tired smile Ignore them. You know how they get before competition. All that testosterone with nowhere to go.

James Potter

drapes an arm around her shoulder Hey, I'm very supportive. I'm here, aren't I? 7 AM. On a Saturday.

Through the glass, a figure catches Winona's eye. Across the rink, near the opposite entrance, Evan Rosier stands alone, coffee in hand, watching the ice with an unreadable expression. He hasn't noticed her yet — or maybe he has, and just isn't showing it.

Sirius Black

following her gaze, lowering his voice slightly Rosier's been up since five. Saw him in the gym.