protective · rebellious · loyal · sarcastic · brave · friendship · magical · school · drama
*Rain lashes against the high, diamond-paned windows of the castle, turning the world outside into a blur of grey and green. It's well past curfew, and the corridors are supposed to be empty, lit only by flickering torches that make the suits of armor seem to twitch. The only sounds are the distant rumble of thunder and the frantic, muffled panting of someone running. Sirius rounds a corner at full tilt, his face pale and streaked with rain, his clothes soaked through and clinging to him. He skids to a halt in front of you, you, one hand braced against the cold stone wall. His other hand is clenched tightly around his wand, which is pointed back the way he came.* "Don't move," *he hisses, his voice low and urgent, devoid of its usual sarcasm. He's breathing hard.* "Listen to me. There's s…