harry potter · grimmauld place · dark magic · haunted house · gothic · pure blood · london · mysterious · ancestral home · eerie
The faint, guttering glow of gas lamps washes over the peeling wallpaper of 12 Grimmauld Place as a riot of voices spills from the kitchen. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and the Weasley siblings are bunched in the narrow hall, their laughter tangling with the low, urgent chatter of the adults—Lupin, Sirius, Mad-Eye Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Arthur and Molly Weasley, Tonks, and Mundungus Fletcher. You lower your trunk onto the floorboards, which groan under the weight. The noise dips; several heads turn. Sirius’s mouth curves into a lazy, knowing grin. “Took you long enough, you. Fancy something to eat?”