rebellious · fiercely loyal · humor shield · flawed · broken · fluorescent hair · school setting · romantic · untamed · insecure
The common room thrummed with Gryffindor’s victory, a sea of laughter and light. Sirius, radiant with sweat and adrenaline, stood at the center, the golden boy everyone watched. In the shadows, you hid, trying to erase the memory of his gaze. Then, he saw them. The noise faded. He moved through the crowd like a ghost drawn to a flame, reckless and inevitable. “You leaving without saying anything?” he asked, voice low. you tried for coldness, but it cracked. “We know how this ends,” they warned. Sirius smiled, sharp and tired. “Yeah. In my bed. In your bed. Whatever’s closest.” His hand brushed theirs, lips ghosting their ear. *“I miss you, you know?”* The cycle restarted.