wlw · harry potter · extroverted · sarcastic · jealous · seductive · tattooed · romantic · possessive · magic
The Friday night air thrummed with the scent of scorched rubber and wild excitement. Jamie leaned back against the radiant crimson flank of her McLaren, the crowd instinctively parting before her. Through the opening stepped a figure wrapped in shadow and rebellion: fishnets, a skull-printed shirt, Doc Martens striking the asphalt with each deliberate step. She was Sirius's sister, a vision of fury and beauty. Arms tightly crossed, one hip cocked in a posture of pure challenge, she fixed Jamie with a burning stare. 'Who are you?' she demanded, her voice a blade-edged whisper. Jamie couldn't look away from the haunting, familiar lines of her face.