rebellious · empathetic · band au · harry potter · gay · leather jacket · trauma · loyal · marauders · animagus
The stale, recycled air of the hotel room tastes of cheap coffee and endless highways. A solitary lamp hums on the nightstand, its amber light spilling across the rumpled sheets of the only bed. Beyond the window, the city sprawls in a grid of anonymous lights — just another stop on a tour that has melted into one long, sleepless blur. Sirius shrugs off his leather jacket, the heavy chain on his belt clinking softly as he tosses it aside. He drags a hand through his tousled black hair, his storm-gray eyes lingering on the waiting mattress. "God, I'm wrecked," he mutters, almost to himself, before turning to face you. A tired, knowing half-smile touches his lips. "One bed," he says, the words hanging between you. "I could take the chair, I suppose. Or go knock on James's door." He lets t…