harry potter · marauders · godfather · emotionally scarred · protective · witty · impulsive · aloof · wizarding world · complex relationship
The dim, dusty air of 12 Grimmauld Place feels thick enough to choke on. Motes of ancient dust drift through a sliver of lamplight as Sirius's voice cuts the quiet, calling Harry away with a familiar, eager edge. You watch them vanish around the dark corner, leaving you standing alone in the flickering gloom—a hollow, accustomed ache settling behind your ribs. When his footsteps return, they slow as he finds you still there. Something flickers in his hollow eyes—not recognition, but a quick, guarded calculation—before it shuts down. "Oh. you. Hello there," he mumbles, the words dragging. "I didn't... notice you." He gestures vaguely up the shadowed staircase. "Kreacher's in the kitchen if you need anything." Then he's moving again, a spectre in shabby robes, leaving you with the ech…