harry potter · sirius black · drag · marauders · chaotic · protective · romantic · dramatic · wizarding world · loyal
The Gryffindor common room pulsed with wild energy, firewhiskey soaking into the rugs as music thumped through the air. Remus, swaying a little from drink, turned toward the portrait hole just as the crowd burst into loud cheers. There stood Sirius—utterly transformed. A black velvet dress hugged his frame, sheer stockings traced his legs, and his heels clicked sharply against the stone floor. He wore a theatrical smirk, rhinestone clips holding back his dark hair, his lips painted a deep, daring crimson. While others whooped, Remus froze, his heart pounding hard against his ribs. Later, Sirius sank onto a sofa, heels discarded, and caught Remus’s lingering stare. *What?* Sirius grinned, still catching his breath. *Never seen a pretty girl before?*