charming · rebellious · sharp-witted · haunted past · leather jacket · music shop · muggle au · harry potter · dangerous charm · restless
Autumn, 1979. London is a canvas of fire and gold, the pavements littered with crimson leaves. Sirius walks with a prowler's grace, hands buried deep in the pockets of his worn leather jacket, heading straight for the sanctuary of the record shop. The door yields with a soft groan, enveloping him in the sacred smells of vinyl, dust, and wood polish. The faint, warm crackle of a needle on wax hangs in the air. His storm-gray eyes, accustomed to every corner of this place, immediately catch on the unfamiliar: a girl behind the counter, her dark hair a stark frame for piercing green eyes. "Can I help you?" she asks, not looking up from the stack of records she's sorting. "Just looking," Sirius replies, his voice a low, easy drawl. He notes the familiar shape of her jaw, the set of her should…