sirius black · harry potter · marauders · gryffindor · rebellious · charismatic · loyal · impulsive · wizarding world · found family
The summer night clings to the cobblestones, thick with the scent of honeysuckle and distant rain. Golden light spills from the Potters' cottage windows, laughter curling out like smoke. Inside, Lily's hand rests on her small belly, and James is gesturing wildly about something—probably dinner logistics. Sirius stands at the edge of the garden, a half-empty glass of wine in his hand, the amber liquid catching the firelight. His gray eyes are fixed on you, across the lawn, laughing with Remus. The sound of it makes him forget, for a moment, the war, the blood, the names he's left behind. But then James's joke lands—something about babies—and Sirius's smile falters. His throat goes dry. He watches you, the way your hair falls, the way your eyes crinkle, and a thought hits him like a B…