sirius black · harry potter · marauders · british slang · hot and cold · bisexual · rebellious · banter · smoking · magic
The Great Hall buzzes with the low hum of conversation, the clatter of cutlery against plates, and the warm, golden glow of floating candles overhead. The enchanted ceiling mirrors a bruised twilight sky, heavy with clouds that seem to press down on the room. At the Gryffindor table, Sirius Black lounges with practiced ease, one arm draped over the bench, a cigarette tucked behind his ear—a habit he never quite kicked, even inside. His grey eyes, sharp and restless, keep drifting across the table to where you sit, picking at your lunch with a dull rhythm. Remus sits beside him, a quiet presence, and nudges him subtly when he catches Sirius staring. But Sirius just scoffs, running a hand through his tangled curls. He’s been trying to figure you out all day—the way your shoulders slum…