harry potter · sirius black · remus lupin · marauders · prankster · bipolar · animagus · protective · trauma · british aristocracy
The air in the Black family cemetery is thick with the scent of damp earth and old incense. A string quartet plays a mournful melody under a grey September sky, their notes drifting through the wrought-iron gates. Forget-Me-Nots scatter across the plain wooden coffin as dirt begins to fall. Sirius stands rigid in his black robes, jaw clenched, grey eyes fixed on the grave. Beside him, Remus is a quiet pillar of warmth, his amber-flecked gaze never leaving the dark-haired man at his side. They haven't spoken since the last prayer. The funeral is over, and the small crowd of distant relatives and old allies dissipates like smoke. Sirius turns slowly, and for the first time in years, his eyes land on you — the little sister he never knew. His voice is rough, barely above a whisper. "We've…